episode_0065

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Owned by Namgung.

As if he had said a name that should not be said, Maengju closed his mouth after saying those words and looked at Cheonma quietly.

“Phew.”

The person who broke the silence was Cheonma.

She bent over and whimpered for a while, wondering what was so funny.

“Well, what’s funny?”

When the embarrassed leader asked, Cheonma burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha!!! You’re really good at missing legs.”

“What…?”

Cheonma laughed so hard that she wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands.

“When did I introduce myself as an apostle of justice?”

“……”

When Cheonma asked as if it was absurd, Maengju kept his mouth shut like a mute who had just been fed honey.

“Have I ever said that I uphold justice? And….”

Cheonma’s eyes turned to Namgung Soyeon behind him.

Her faded eyes looked towards Cheonma, but no one knew whether Cheonma or Inho was at the end of those gazes.

Unlike before, when she was running around like a wild dog, she was as calm as before.

Maybe it’s because he got hit a lot by the Heavenly Demon, or maybe he has other tactics.

“Let’s say it’s the same Namgoong. I am collateral. That child is a direct descendant. Now you want me to at least feel affection for my blood relatives?”

“The last name I gave up, Namgung, was when I became a disciple of the goddamn Yan Lun-gong.”

Cheonma, who had been scolding the leader for his short thinking, suddenly seemed to remember something and asked the leader with a puzzled expression.

“Could it be that you thought that I would hesitate to kill the Namgung family’s child by turning him into a blood demon…?”

“……”

The Heavenly Demon looked at Maengju as if he was disgusted.

“The expectations I had for you are disappearing. leader. You are worse than a third-rate bully.”

Suddenly, black flames bloomed from her hands.

“You and the child behind you will die today.”

Cheonma speaks calmly, as if telling the obvious.

“You will die because you offended me by calling yourself justice and mocking the world.”

“That child will die because he touched mine without even knowing the subject.”

Her flame burned fiercely, indicating that the game was now over.

The escape route was already blocked by fire. Dokgonam gritted his teeth and stood up, aiming his sword at her.

“I admit that you are strong, but let’s see if you can maintain that composure in a two-on-one fight.”

“2 to 1? Ah… including that child.”

“That’s right. No matter how much you do it!!!”

The hand came out through Dokgonam’s chest.

As if it was hard to believe, Dokgonam slowly turned back and saw Namgung Soyeon standing there looking at him with a blank face.

“Nooseom… What is this now…?”

“I’m sorry. But this one has a better chance of winning.”

Namgung So-yeon’s previous screaming appearance has disappeared, and she speaks quietly with her usual face.

Before she knew it, countless red bundles had spread out behind her back.

Life flows into her through the bundles stuck in the backs of those who fell on the battlefield.

and.

“Uuuu!!”

The vitality of a single man quickly flows through her hands.

The leader’s face instantly turned white, and his hands trembled as he let go of the weapon he was holding.

“I remember it clearly. You told me to suck up sinners who shouldn’t exist in the world, right?”

“Keuuu!!

Maengju resisted as he held the hand that pierced his chest, but he only fluttered around like a fish on a hook.

“Then this…is for a just world…so I guess it’s not a bad thing.”

The vitality of people flows into Namgung Soyeon.

Her yellow eyes turn red.

The big and small wounds and broken bones suffered by the Heavenly Demon are aligned.

As if you woke up after a good night’s sleep, your skin becomes clean and well-groomed.

The corpses that fell on the battlefield shriveled to black, and the leader, who had lost all of his source guards, rolled his eyes and collapsed.

Namgung Soyeon spoke quietly.

“It was a good meal.”

***

“Huh… It’s amazing.”

“You shouldn’t be surprised by something like this.”

As Cheonma was inwardly amazed at the incredible recovery, Namgung So-yeon chuckled.

The two women glare at each other.

“개새끼마냥 으르렁거리는 것도 나쁘진 않았다만, 그래도 말이 통하는 게 낫지. I have something to ask.”

“What to ask?”

“Is the Commander-in-Chief dead?”

“If you are the Commander-in-Chief, are you talking about a poisonous horse? yes. I killed him.”

“How?”

“Is there any specific method? It just died on its own. I don’t know if they were planning to do a Donggui portrait, but…”

Namgung So-yeon said coldly, remembering his end.

“Hmph, that’s how it ended up going. Stupid guy.”

Is it because he was the first member of the Heukcheongyo religion? There was bitterness at the end of Cheonma’s words.

While Cheonma was thinking about Jegalhui, Namgung Soyeon, who had returned to her normal self, spoke to Inho, who was being supported by Yeongma.

“Confucius. Please wait a minute. I will save you.”

pop!

Black flames hit her face.

“Who do you dare talk to? When you ask me if I’m coming, I’m climbing up.”

After the flames cleared, Namgung So-yeon’s face was fine.

To be precise, the burned and damaged area recovered quickly.

Namgung Soyeon took out her sword and took a stance.

A neat and uncluttered swordsmanship handed down from the Namgung family.

The Heavenly Demon’s brow furrowed, as there was no way he was unaware of that posture.

“I saw the records about you. It’s a pity that I lost my student… but I can’t forgive myself for projecting that onto others and becoming obsessed with it.”

“What nonsense…”

” Confucius Kang and I have been in a relationship for 100 years since our previous life. The crime of kidnapping Jeong-in to the Heukcheongyo Church and trying to make her his own plaything throughout my life. It’s time to pay for that sin. Cheonma.”

The sword imbued with her bet rang out and turned red.

“What a bountiful harvest.”

Cheonma, who had been silently listening to Namgung So-yeon’s words, wrinkled his face and said.

A pillar of flame rose from the Heavenly Demon’s hand.

The fluctuating pillar of flame gradually took shape and turned into a well-forged sword.

“Hmph! We’ve already kissed. No matter how much you deny it. Our love is already strong?”

When Noegeom spoke to her as if bragging, Cheonma turned around and looked at Inho.

It was a face that said, ‘Really?’

“That won’t work. I guess I’ll have to cut off my lips and tongue.”

The Cheonma muttered something that would have scared the person in question, but then smiled darkly and shot back at Noegeom’s words.

“Just a kiss? He and I slept together every night. I hit my stomach about four or five times a day. But… you don’t seem to have any experience yet. A man who doesn’t sleep with his lover… or… he doesn’t like women?”

“Mixing bodies…? Confucius Kang. It seems like there was a lack of education.”

Chewing his lips, Noegeom looked at Inho.

The fact that my man was being held by another woman made them so excited that the air shook.

“You won’t be able to kill me gracefully. I will cut off the limbs, pull out the tongue, and feed it to wild dogs.”

When Cheonma spoke, pointing the tip of the sword at Namgung Soyeon, Namgung Soyeon took a step forward without being pushed back by his deadly force.

“The crime of threatening my love. I will eat you up as painfully as possible.”

Without worrying about who would go first, the two of them run out.

Fire the weapon with acceleration.

Cheonma from top to bottom, Noegeom from left to right.

The paths of each sword meet in the middle.

When the weapons of the two non-standard monsters collided with each other, a huge explosion occurred.