episode_0543

Cheong looks at Yuryang’s young face.

A strange scene where a pretty girl is covered in blood and drops of blood are dripping from the corners of her mouth.

The heart held tightly in the hand and the limp lump of meat that has died before you know it are bonuses.

hmm. Just by looking at him, he is my precious child.

I’ve seen this type countless times.

You must have grown up in an environment where everything you encounter goes according to plan.

To this person, everything I said out of my mouth would have been made out to be true.

There is no doubt that they call Nyeo-nyeong a smelly, suspicious, and unpleasant gangster bitch.

Of course, this is true except for the smell, but even a broken clock is right twice.

And it would be natural for me that the surprise attack that pierced my subordinate’s life, which was even more precious than that, as it could not pierce the muscle, was transformed into a fatal blow that pierced my heart.

When Cheong wakes up, it’s not because his heart is fine, but because he’s a Jiangshi, he thinks he can survive even if his heart is destroyed.

Because I have always been the center of the world and the truth.

So whose fault is this?

All the surroundings around me are just like Onyanao or Mahi? What are you, a princess? Anyway, everything the princess said is correct. What if the verdict was, ‘You are right’ by saying, “Oh, you’re right.”

Suddenly, Cheong makes a sound of wind leaking.

Of course, that doesn’t matter.

The important thing is how to kill this monster-like bitch so that people can be known for killing him well.

hmm. How can I screw this up so that I regret being born and exist and beg to be killed?

What do we do?

First of all, how about taking off your hair, grabbing your hair, and taking a walk around Hangzhou? Wouldn’t it be so shameful that you would want to die? From what I heard, it seems that there are people who adore it, so I hope they can kick it properly.

Well, no, what if the guy is unexpectedly a sweet guy who comforts and hugs your wounds?

Then, ah! Take at least an animal.

no. It won’t work.

It’s a good idea, but it may cause harsh fire on innocent people.

How dare you take a peek at our princess’s discoloration! What should I do if the bastards from the religious group take out their anger on me?

Because innocent people should not be harmed.

Then, what should we do?

Cheong takes a step forward.

Seopsipmahee Yuryang hesitated and took a step back.

He clearly looked scared.

Well, anyone who sees that look can’t help but feel scared.

Blue eyes shine with an ominous color, creating an afterimage that remains for a long time.

A trace of murderous intent and malevolence that remains in the space itself.

“Oh. Do not come! okay! You, you, bitch, do you think you can get away with this? If Abama knows, then yes! Get rid of that monster right now and pray that you did something wrong right away. I will forgive you now.”

Eon Yeon-young doesn’t even pretend to listen.

He just looks at Cheong with a gentle gaze.

“Oh my. Preface Sojeo. Are you truly brave? Even though I was not an active Cheonsal, I always thought the world was harsh to me, but maybe that wasn’t the case? Hehehe.”

“You! A strong man! Can’t you stop quickly? Yeah, yeah. I’ll treat this as something that never happened, so just stop doing that.”

Surprisingly, it was the greatest generosity Yuryang had ever shown in his life.

This is Mahi, who has never tolerated it even once.

The grace of turning a blind eye to something that never happened!

It is literally as infinite as the rivers and the seas!

So that means I’m out of my mind.

Cheong takes another step.

Should I hang it upside down like I did during the green forest?

But that takes too long.

Even though Banpoon is an idiot, he is a bitch who knows how to imitate Ganggi.

Wouldn’t it be like having someone bend over and train their abs all day long if they hang it?

If you break the dantian, well, since you are still a girl on the outside, if anyone sees you, they will try to free you.

madam. Should I just kill him now?

I wish I could suffer for a long time.

“Go away! Go away, hehe.”

Flow glances back.

The reader who made a wonderful surprise attack by cutting through the skin of his subordinates was a coward who was just scared and tried to run away.

Of course, it is much wiser to run away than to attack an enemy you cannot handle.

However, only if there is a way to escape.

Before I knew it, women had filled the locker room hallway, and a group of Eon Yeon-young’s jiangshi had filled the retreat with no expression on their faces.

“You, you, strongman! What are you doing! Can’t we get rid of these monsters right now!? Do you think you’ll be safe if my dad knows?”

“That got into a bit of trouble. Oh my?”

At that moment, Yuryang rushes towards Eon Yeonyoung.

For a moment, Cheong is dumbfounded.

what? Would I rather choose death?

What do you believe in and rush at that real monster?

Well, to Yu-ryang, Eon Yeon-yeong is just a technician who knows how to make jiangshi.

It is bound to be much more formidable than Cheong, whose eyes are spewing out malefic starlight.

Yuryang’s body stands tall,

With both feet in the air.

It stands tall in the air in a very dynamic posture, with its front legs bent, facing the enemy, its hind legs extended gracefully, and its sword drawn, and its eyes roll with a bewildered expression.

“Huh? What, what? How about- eup.”

“Oops. Was I easier?”

A chill runs down Cheong’s spine.

It is a lifestyle art of world-class experts who attack the air and pick up objects.

Master also uses it to bring swords, whips, and stationery to distant places.

You can hold a person in the air, especially a master who uses pseudo-sword techniques, with a powerful attack weapon?

Cheong frowned with a bored expression.

Is that the quality of the ultimate king?

How on earth can you beat something like that?

Either way, Eon Yeon-young casts a warm gaze towards Cheong.

“Preface Sojeo, would you like to handle it yourself? Or would you like to leave it to me? Anyway, the rumor will be that Cheonhwageom killed Mahee. Then, the religious people will be quite angry, right?”

“I was thinking the same thing. Are you going to go around saying that Nyeonyeong killed her and put the blame on me?”

“Oh my. Preface Sojeodo. It’s true that religious people are stupid, but they’re not stupid enough to believe that, right? In the first place, how could a weak enchantress harm a demon who has taken thousands of hearts?”

“In fact, you pretend to be weak, but in reality, you are in danger of life or death. I would say it’s just a strongman hiding his power.”

“Life and death at twenty-five. It would be truly amazing. Hehehe.”

Even if Cheong thinks about it, it’s something that even a dog wouldn’t believe.

Cheong’s fist is shaking.

Such humiliation!

It doesn’t work with martial arts, and it doesn’t work with your mouth either.

Even if I grab her hair and slap her cheek right now, I don’t think I’ll be able to scratch the inside out, so wouldn’t she be the type of person to just smile and say, “Wow, you’re really good with your hands.”

I wouldn’t even accept it in the first place.

hmm. Cheong simply gave up his mind.

Isn’t it something we should be thankful for just because the final boss isn’t hostile?

Strategy post, you saved my life like this again today. I hope you live a long, healthy life and earn a lot of money through work.

“Or is there another way? How about letting go of Nieobsimmahi like this? Then, won’t Ma Xi tell my father and I too will be kicked out of the religious cult?”

Let me go? joy.

Well, if you let it go, Eon Yeon-yeong may be kicked out and internal strife may break out in the blood religion.

But I heard she ate thousands of human hearts. If she lets that go, what about the innocent people who will die in the future?

Letting go of a serial killer who is clearly going to commit murder just to make trouble for even more evil?

That can’t be possible.

Because that’s not right.

A monster like that must be killed while it can be killed, and it must be killed so painfully that it will make you resent your life until now.

“That’s it? Try to hold on to him well. First, wake up the power supply.”

“ character. Wouldn’t it be more convenient if you did this?”

Yuryang’s limbs spread out in all directions.

The only way to protest was to make suppressed noises such as “Uuuu.

It even lifts it to a position where you can reach the danjeon if you just stretch out your hand.

Cheong puts his hand on Yuryang’s dantian.

After carefully groping inside, Cheong was able to figure out the cause of the pseudo-Geom-gang and Ban-pun-i strong.

Because the dantian does not expand infinitely, the more internal energy it accumulates, the more it is compressed into a pure nature and settles down.

But look at this?

It was like an inner cavity containing hundreds and thousands of different natures, covering it like a cloth and squeezing it tightly.

How can you emit truly strong energy if your energy is not properly condensed?

However, it was probably just a matter of time.

The miscellaneous energies are likely to be the bets absorbed by eating the heart, and the bets that are all entangled and squeezed out are the main body of the evil spirit of the evil spirit and the criminal of the inner gongsimbeom.

This is a trend where the squeezed and crushed true energy gradually loses its original color and joins the demonic spirit.

If enough time is given, the now-thin Enchantment Demonic Spirit, like a wrapping cloth, will gradually become thicker.

Isn’t this a structure that eventually restores purity by increasing the squeezing pressure and increasing the speed of absorption?

hmm. also. You can’t save this bitch.

It was the moment when Cheong finally broke down the wall of Danjeon and popped the balloon full of the still clumped spirit.

“Oh.”

Cheong makes an ominous sound.

“Ugh! town! town! town! Eup!”

Yuryang lets out a desperately suppressed moan.

So, breaking the dantian could be considered a kind of surgery, so originally, ah, huh? Aren’t sounds such as “huh,” etc. that should never be said during surgery?

Fortunately, the reason Cheong was surprised wasn’t because he made any mistakes.

Just surprised.

Because the dantian was broken, the true energy that was supposed to naturally disperse began to run from Ma Xi’s lower abdomen, onto Qing’s palm, and along the open Qi and acupuncture points of the sixteen lanes of human transcendence.

Cheong absorbed all the energy in an instant.

I devoured it without wasting a single drop of the essence or a single grain of millet.

indeed! Is Cheong a human pig bitch who not only eats food but also eats up other people’s energy?

no! Even pigs can’t eat this much.

So from now on, instead of calling Cheong the Year of the Pig, we will have to call the pig Cheong. It’s a beast, so it’s just like a beast.

Of course, that wasn’t Cheong’s intention.

what? why? why? I just broke the dantian, but why do I feel so energetic?

The Qing had temporarily registered the Nishimgong, and fully understood its flow and principles in the process of breaking down Yuryang’s Danjeon.

So, something cosmic could have decided that I learned martial arts.

By any chance, is this bitch? Could it be that around the time of birth and death, the energy that has lost its owner and is dissipating could have been guided and forced into it?

Or maybe some will was at work.

Perhaps it could be some kind of romantic movement in which the energy of those whose hearts have been stolen so far responds to their master’s avenger and moves to add strength.

But Cheong doesn’t know.

However, I knew very well that now was not the time to sit cross-legged, observe internal energy, and consider cause and effect.

“Hmm, I feel uncomfortable. Please bring him.”

“Hehe. Is that so?”

From Cheong’s locker room to the bathroom.

Luxury baths naturally have a wooden bathhouse that boils water, and the purpose is to control the temperature by pouring boiling water and mixing it.

Cheong skillfully stokes the embers and throws in the provided firewood into the furnace under the still hot and steaming wooden bath.

“Oh my. Is it puffy or puffy? oh my god. Hehehe.”

“Ugh! town! Ugh!”

Yu-ryang tries his best to scream again when he hears the word ‘Pang-hyung’.

That’s because the punishment for death is to boil alive in boiling water or oil.

Before long, the water is boiling.

Since it was right after I got out of the bath, if there were still embers, it meant that the fire had just gone out.

“Self. So can I just soak it now?”

Cheong shakes his head.

“No. Just boil it. Leave your head on, submerge your body, count to three and take it out. You know what I mean?”