They are the true spirits gathered in a huddle in the danjeon, small inner workers who take on the appearance of their masters.

    Your side and my side are split and whispering, on one side they are running around and on the other side they are bickering.

    King Jeongjong’s true spirits are sitting in a sunny spot, engaged in a serious and solemn discussion.

    In a quiet place near the wall of the danjeon, things in the dark are constantly watching with wary eyes, wondering where Hwanheejin-gi is and if he is following her and harassing her again.

    Even today, it is a peaceful country of Danjeon.

    The Qing Dynasty has had some breathing room recently.

    This is because King Jeongjong’s true skills have now become quite savvy.

    After all, these sub-human animals are left to run wild with their lives.

    Recently, they are even encouraging it.

    In the first place, the fundamentals of the true powers of Taoism and Buddhism lie in the art of hurting people, so if it’s going to overflow and explode even if you block it anyway, you can just release it to the bad guy.

    Once you see the blood properly, you don’t have to worry for a while.

    Since only the vaguely remaining evil sounds are dealt with in a negative way, there is no reason to empty the Danjeon and go out in full force like in the past to make a fuss about putting out the fire if something is wrong with the Danjeon.

    Thanks to this, even the Magi are to die for.

    King Jeongjong’s true flags are sitting right in the middle of the danjeon, so I’m holding my breath and watching to see if anyone notices.

    Lately, it is the perfect time to whisper devilish words to the owner through the manifestation of an imperfect thought, but wouldn’t he be holding back even that out of concern?

    To be precise, he notices Wolnyeo Jin-gi’s feelings.

    If it weren’t for the protection of Wolnyeo Jin-gi, a skinny and expressionless girl dressed in blue, the demonic forces would have disappeared long ago, melting into the fusion of the magical energy of the girl Hwanhee-gong.

    However, while Wolnyeojingi does not hide his displeasure with the demons, he strictly prevents the absorption and integration of the girl Hwanheegong.

    However, you can’t secretly instill a devilish nature in someone.

    If they are discovered, it is unlikely that Wolnyeojingi will continue to pursue a policy of maintaining the status quo.

    So the demons are sullen.

    The owner was just very rude.

    If you were born as a warrior, shouldn’t you use your natural ability to defeat all people and challenge the world?

    Even if blood stains the earth and the world overflows with sadness and grief, what does it matter?

    Rather than a peaceful world that is not mine, it should be mine even if royalties burn in hell!

    To put it in nice words, even if I abandon the world, I cannot let the world abandon me!

    This is exactly the way of thinking of Safa people and Religious people, that is, the human race that does not see people as people and treats them only as tools.

    In the first place, I wouldn’t mind doing that.

    Anyway, the Magi are truly sad.

    So there is only one hope.

    I wish even a legendary magician could burst through the door and re-establish the hierarchy of Danjeon.

    So the demons are pushed into the damp, cold, shaded area and stare at the door of Danjeon all day.

    Then, come on! Jump up!

    The demons suddenly stand up.

    Oh oh! A super powerful legendary magic attack has appeared!?

    King Jeongjong’s Jinki also jumped out of their seats!

    Is there a friend who can help ease the workload!?

    So a new friend arrived.

    Wearing a skirt with a cute heart picture in polka dots –

    King Jeongjong’s true spirits droop their shoulders.

    If he were a sane Taoist Buddhist monk, he would not use such strange and evil patterns.

    The Magi are already in a festive mood.

    heart! Just by looking at it, it’s ours, right?

    The demonic spirit that had entered so proudly suddenly stopped.

    This is because the large bundle he was carrying behind his back with both hands got stuck in the door of the danjeon.

    The Seopsimmagi is struggling, pulling the bundle.

    The ever-expanding bundle, twitching and squirming, has an extremely suspicious appearance, as if it has been bossing someone around at night.

    And then finally, voila!!

    As the huge bundle that was tightly wrapped came out, the demonic spirit rolled around in the wake of it.

    And when you look around and turn around, your eyes light up!

    The act of eating the heart in Subsimgong is only a means, but the essence is a magical art of forcibly taking it by extorting the true energy of a different nature.

    When I entered the new house, what was this? It was full of delicious delicacies. What was this? Is it my birthday?

    So, the demonic spirit opens its mouth wide.

    The round mouth opened wide and sharp shark teeth settled into a circle.

    Hmm, that time when a powerful force that even a super-powerful vacuum cleaner could not dare to attack wraps around the inside of the danjeon and sucks it in –

    Okay!

    The demon spirit rolls over on two wheels and grabs my head.

    A dark shadow falls over the face of Seopsimmagi, who has large teardrops and several question marks that are not even in the midfield.

    Neopsimmagi looks up.

    The little girl, with only a few strings wrapped around her naked body, spreads her legs wide open without any shame and raises her fist.

    This is Hwanhee Jin-gi, a tyrant of Danjeon and a vicious military leader who possesses the virtue of orthodox Taoism despite being a lewd person that would not even be considered a legendary prostitute.

    The demonic spirit roars.

    Hwanhee Jinki tilts his head.

    The demon spirit flinched.

    Hwanhee Jin-gi grins.

    Hwanheejingi shoves his hand into the bundle of the demonic spirit.

    Soon, the unrefined essence is caught in the hand that comes out, and so the round spirit fire that cannot take the shape of its owner is caught and starts shaking.

    Hwanheejingi looks at the soulful Buddha with a sad expression, and wraps it in his arms.

    The throbbing of the soul fire gradually becomes more comfortable, and soon it melts into the ecstasy and disappears.

    I was sweating so much over him.

    Isn’t there an up and down side to the inner gongsim method, which has the supernormal ability of absorption?

    It is a process of taking the heart, forcing it in, compressing it, and taking about ten years to digest it.

    Is it really necessary to determine who is superior among the girls Hwan Hee-gong who exchange each other’s true energy with luck, love, and pleasure, and achieve a quick and pure union?

    Hwan Hee Jin Gi points his finger towards the corner.

    I was so jealous of him, tears were falling.

    However, Hwan Hee Jin-gi’s expression is stern.

    With his shoulders drooping, he heads to the corner, glancing back at the bundle he left behind with eyes filled with regret.

    The demons flock to the disappointed but sorrowfully crying Seopsim demon and hug him tightly.

    Then, whisper whisper, whisper whisper.

    Wiping away her tears, Seobsimmagi stands up and walks briskly.

    In a corner of him, a scrawny little Pacheonmagi wearing a military uniform with human eyes all over him raises his head as if he is popular or not.

    Reasonless violence strikes Pacheon Magi!

    Get slapped in Gangnam and take out your anger in Cheonsan!

    Pacheonmagi, curled up holding its head, lets out a pathetic laugh.

    There was a brief commotion, but Danjeon Country continues to be peaceful.

    Pacheonmagi is smiling again today… …

    —-

    “Keuah, uhuhuh, ugh… … ”

    The cries of the beast continue to echo.

    The source of the sound is Seopsimmahee Yuryang, lying face down on the bathroom floor in a strange position.

    A strange posture that is neither bowing nor submission, prostrating with only the forehead, knees, and toes touching the floor.

    Whenever the ripened affected area is touched anywhere, terrible pain is felt, so the instinct is to end up in a pain that is at a level where thinking is impossible.

    The position with the least amount of contact with the ground.

    Cheong looks down at the sight with indifferent eyes, and then looks at the boiling soup.

    The subtle blood tingling around, oh my.

    Now that I think about it, I can’t use this wooden bath anymore.

    Moreover, filling the wooden bathtub with water is not a common task, and I felt a bit sorry for the guests.

    “Self. What are you going to do now? No way, you’re going to take off your clothes like this. Since the flesh has already melted into the clothes, does it just end up peeling off with the skin intact?”

    “No. Is this the end? If your luck is good, you can buy something, but from now on, let’s sell it.”

    That’s true, but in Cheong’s opinion, as a medical woman, she is as good as dead.

    Still, would you say it’s amazing that he didn’t die from the pain even though he was a master at it, or would you say it was a self-inflicted retribution since he reached that level anyway by stealing a person’s heart?

    “Oh my, don’t you have mercy?”

    “What kind of mercy is mercy? For a bitch like this, dying in peace is a luxury.”

    Same goes for you, Cheong swallowed his words.

    Unaware of whether she knows Cheong’s evil intentions, Eon Yeon-young just smiles.

    “Mercy is something you give because you need it? Preface Isn’t it good for Sozer too?”

    “That’s it, that’s enough now, right? I’m going.”

    It’s truly heartbreaking to have to let this vicious kingpin go, but that doesn’t mean there’s no way around it.

    All you have to do is raise your level quickly.

    Sir, that damn Hwa-kyung is so weak that he can’t be caught, and it’s really quick and a little bit.

    “Hmm. Be merciful too. Do you have any questions for me? Would you be willing to answer now?”

    Cheong wrinkled his eyebrows at that.

    No matter how you look at it, it’s an obvious trick.

    “Oh my. Really? Preface Sojeo’s bathing routine was truly a special experience. What can I say? It tickles, but is it different from tickling? What on earth was it?”

    Cheong narrows his eyes.

    This bitch, this?

    Cheong replies bluntly.

    “Speak. speak. If you say that, how do I know?”

    “Hmm… … . For some reason, I felt hot, my breathing became shorter without me realizing it, and it felt like my heart was racing for the first time in a long time. From the perineum, along the venomous vein, something, something, um, something I have never felt before… … I don’t know. However, um. I don’t know.”

    For reference, the perineum is the center of the lower pelvis, and the dokmaek is a large blood vessel that flows along the spine.

    Uncharacteristic of Eon Yeon-young, she keeps repeating herself and has a truly confused expression.

    what. Bitch, look at this?

    Cheong caught the clue to the ultimate strategy.

    Cheong made a fool of himself and spoke bluntly again.

    “Well, if I try one more time, I’ll understand.”

    “Oh my god. It’s really nice to hear this, but I also have my own schedule. It’s unfortunate, but shall we make a promise for the next time? You want to go back quickly, right?”

    Oh my, sorry. I could have sent him away completely and sent him to the underworld for the sake of it.

    Cheong holds back his regret.

    If you make more suggestions and then treat it as suspicious, even the slightest possibility will disappear.

    Anyway, was that why you seemed to be in such a particularly good mood?

    “Good. Then why are you doing this to me? Is it that important to be a blood poisoner?”

    “Oh my. Is this a foul? Can’t you answer that?”

    “No, he said he would answer.”

    “Self. Then, what next?”

    “What exactly is a blood poisoner?”

    “Oh my. Do you want to ask others about your work? It doesn’t work?”

    “No, what. So what is the purpose? Why do you pretend to join a blood cult and help?”

    “Because it’s personal circumstances. No matter how dear you are, there are things you want to hide, right?”

    “Do you have any weaknesses?”

    “Preface Is this the extent of my feelings for Sojeo?”

    “Have you learned any amazing new skills? Can you teach me something too?”

    “Eongakwon and Saengsimgyeol learned for self-defense are everything. But even with empty words, isn’t the martial arts not enough to be called a new skill? We have hidden the secrets in the Murim League archives under the name ‘Theory of anthropological development according to the shape of the sword based on records from the Sui and Tang Dynasties’, so you can learn as much as you want.”

    “No, even if you make up a title, it’s something like that. Um, so what is the exact level? Life and death? More than that?”

    “I can’t answer that? I’m not hiding it, I really can’t give you an answer, there is no answer.”

    The blood on Cheong’s forehead bulged at that!

    “No, why do you ask questions when there is no proper answer to anything? under. I knew it would be like this. done. I knew it would be like this.”

    I really thought it would be like this.

    Still, I asked just in case.

    Anyway, other than the fact that I was reminded of the fact that I was an annoying bitch, I didn’t lose anything.

    “Hehe. Well then, that’s enough.”

    And then, suddenly, it was Eon Yeon-young, lying down in her seat.

    At the same time, women rushed into the bathroom and clung to Eon Yeon-yeong, and then Yulno’s body floated up and settled on top of her.

    Yulno’s body disintegrates into pieces in the air with a strange bursting sound.

    Blood, flesh, and internal organs pour out all over the bodies of Eon Yeon-yeong and the three women below.

    “Now, what kind of bullshit are you talking about-”

    “Kaaaa!!” “Mama!?” “Mahee!!”

    At that moment, all kinds of voices echoed throughout the old floor.

    There are cries that are not human-like, and the voices that raise their voices are clearly those who are looking for the soul.

    Cheong is upset about that.

    This bitch, I wasn’t trying to give you an answer in the first place, I was just trying to stall for time until the blood cult bastards came.

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