I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 14



[Episode 14] Change course to north-northwest.

Everyone has a plan. Until you get hit.

Acheng also had a plausible plan.

Ah-cheong drank poisoned alcohol.

First of all the crime was committed by those who threatened and poisoned Jeomsoi for unknown reasons.

And then there was the inexperience in customer service and mismanagement of the staff.

However Acheng did not blame the guest.

Because I was going to blame tomorrow.

After staying for a day we will have a late breakfast and then order a full meal of alcohol and food before departing.

And then under the pretext of compensating for damages you can enjoy a free banquet and then leave.

There was a reason why Ah-cheong planned this extremely evil plot.

Firstly I was annoyed by the owner who apologized but never offered to do anything for free.

Second if you ask for free food right away you never know what kind of mischief they will make when you order breakfast tomorrow.

I don’t want to eat dishes with a lot of saliva.

So I went to sleep giggling that I had prepared all the dishes for tomorrow but oh my god.

What is happening on such a beautiful night?

I woke up to the sound of weapons clashing.

What is the noise between floors?

Ah-cheong closed his eyes again.

However human sadness is that if you don’t notice it at all you don’t know but once it catches your attention you end up focusing on it.

Chang Chang Chang Chang Happy play.

Boom boom boom everyone jump and jump together.

Tuk Acheng’s patience ran out.

Acheong’s patience was weaker than the noodles that had swelled for two hours since leaving the martial arts world.

Ah-cheong drew his sword and ran out.

“You fucking bastards! Let’s get some sleep! sleep! a little! city! foot! “Your mom and dad are that hot.”

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It was before Acheng’s Lion’s Roar was even finished.

The feeling of death was overwhelming.

Acheng’s waist was bent like a bow.

The blade grazed my chest.

Ah-cheong straightened her back. Stretch out your left fist with the reaction. Throw it under the attacker’s armpit.

Again. That tingly feeling of a bone breaking.

The sound of my pores being clogged. A bent waist.

At that moment the moonlight sword fell vertically.

The blade cut through the top of my head passed between my eyebrows and nose and landed in my philtrum.

older brother! An exasperated cry. A straight sword strike. Ah-cheong grabbed the corpse by its collar and pulled it away. The blade protrudes from the corpse’s solar plexus. Acheng pushed ahead. The dead fall crushing the living.

Ah-cheong pulled out the Moonlight Sword (No. 6) which was shaped like an ax stuck in firewood. Something is flowing down from between the head that is split on the left and right. Red is blood and white is brain. The two mixed together to create a light pink color.

The guy underneath screamed.

It’s noisy.

Ah-cheong stepped on the body’s waist and thrust the sword he was holding backwards into the back plate.

Two bodies twice the thickness and twice the taste.

After hitting the floor a few times the screaming stopped.

You’re like a child with no guts.

Ah-cheong licked his lips and shook off his sword.

“What on earth is going on?”

As a mid-range standard the guest rooms which seem to be a bit more spacious are stacked in a ㅁ shape on the outside and inside the rooms the hallway and railings are open in the middle to let in light.

It is a structure where you can see top and bottom on three sides from the hallway.

And there is a frenzy of sword fighting everywhere under the moonlit night.

It was truly a struggle of all against all.

what’s this?

What kind of culture is this that the second-year Jungwon doesn’t know about?

Suddenly I remembered that the guest room was strangely full of bad guys.

I guess there is a culture of bad guys catching me and killing each other.

at that time.

-Myeong-ah!

Ah-cheong’s head turned at the sorrowful voice.

On the first floor Ah-cheong a human figure with a child wrapped around her ran down the hallway and jumped down.

Ah-cheong landed on two feet one knee and one hand in front of the kidnapper. This was how heroes emerged.

The moonlight sword fell exactly into my straight horizontal right hand and was caught.

Under the moonlight Ah-cheong slowly stood up.

“Whoa….”

Ah-cheong held back the pain in her knees and palms.

It seems to be the suffering of heroes.

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In fact this was a messy landing that did not dissipate the impact at all.

But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t effective.

Advanced coolness that skips several centuries!

The kidnapper hesitated and took a step back.

We lost momentum.

I didn’t know the opponent’s level but the move he had just made seemed very good.

“Leave the child and disappear. “I will spare your life.”

Ah-cheong radiated black energy. A swordsman whose strands are blooming around the blade. It was an armed protest.

No matter how much Acheong did he couldn’t immediately stab the kidnapper with the child wrapped around him.

The kidnapper who was watching suddenly threw the child away.

Acheong startled jumped away.

Fortunately I was able to receive it.

Instead my arms felt hot and on fire.

A bag of rain stuck in my upper arm. Only the handle stood out.

“I did it!”

A screaming sound. Ah-cheong’s head suddenly turned.

I also made eye contact with the cub who threw the rain.

The guy turned his back.

In the meantime I scream.

“Kill! “I’m addicted to Chilbo poison so I won’t last long!”

Fuck you. Didn’t you see me drinking strong liquor?

The luster disappeared from Ah-cheong’s eyes.

I will kill that bastard. I’m going to kill you very badly.

But before that there were those who cut in line.

The female moths are encouraged by the chilbo poison and rush towards it.

Ah-cheong put Jin Jang-myeong at his side and threw the sword. While one of them hesitated to strike away his sword Ah-cheong’s hand took the shape of the Tathagata’s hand.

Damn-! The sound of a bell ringing. A nearby head exploded. Debris flying everywhere. Skin with hair and broken bones a brain marrow and two eyeballs with a tail.

A life soaring from the left. The little boy on that side.

Acheng’s body lowered and rotated two and a half times. The enemy’s ankle was caught in the accelerated toes. The enemy’s two legs flew off. It flies in a straight line with the same inertia as the enemy was running at.

Ah-cheong stepped on the guy’s neck and ran away.

The blade of the spear flew into my thigh.

Grab the spear pole. As I was trying to pull it I heard the sound of the wedge cutting through the air. A huge swordsman rushed in.

Ah-cheong hugged the child and lay down.

The enemy’s sword pointed toward the floor. Ah-cheong rolled to the side. The sound of the pabababak weapon hitting the floor followed Acheong.

The wound stuck in his arm is opening up the wound.

It was so painful that I couldn’t even scream.

The world is spinning and my arms hurt. It hurts so much. it hurts. it hurts.

One of my ankles was caught in my hand. Clench your fists tightly.

Ankle crushed by the force of an internal force. The bones cracked and cracked tearing the skin and sticking out tickling my palms.

A strange heat rising from around the Danjeon area.

The pain went away a little.

Acheng pushed the owner of the falling ankle with his foot.

The drone that was hitting the floor fell apart with a flying booty.

Ah-cheong arched his back. In reaction he quickly stood up and stretched out his hand. The bets swirl wildly.

Damn-! The Tathagata Goddess’s ferocious recommendation was issued.

Headless bodies rained down on Ah-cheong.

Ah-cheong hugged the little boy again and naturally snatched the sword from the headless corpse.

The Moonlight Sword is back!

Ah Cheong grabbed the Moonlight Sword (No. 7).

Then the heat from the dantian spread throughout the body.

At that moment Ah-cheong lost himself.

trance.

It was an amazing experience.

It was so comfortable that I felt like I was lying down warmly and resting in my own body that was being moved by someone else.

Ah Cheong soon found the right words. Auto Hunt!

Ah Cheong walked away.

It was the womb of a beautiful woman playing happily as it spun and took steps as if dancing.

A ray of silver light followed him leaving an afterimage.

Sometimes he would turn around and cut off the enemy’s wrist and the scream would stop and the woman would tremble.

The swirling scribble of a circle pierced the heart split the spleen and cut into the internal organs.

A gentle hand drew a single stroke to connect the ears and the head naturally opened like a lid.

Every step I took blood flowed.

Life was lost and the woman laughed.

Finally in the center of the guesthouse.

A female swordsman with a child is alone under the dappled moonlight.

Only then did Acheng regain his body.

Extremely oppressive fatigue.

I almost stumbled.

What are you doing? Take my body back. It was comfortable earlier!

“Myeong-ah!”

Yang Sowol ran out covered in blood.

He was a reliable ally who kept throwing his chopsticks at me whenever there was danger. In fact it was a much better help than a half-baked pass.

Yang So-wol accepted the child drew his sword and stood by Ah-cheong’s side.

That’s how the battle ended.

The guesthouse was a mess with corpses and missing hands and feet.

Those who clutch their wounds and moan.

Some people were crawling for their wrists and ankles and the survivors with tired shoulders noticed Ah-cheong.

“The feast is over. “Everyone go back.”

I said it with a smile but it was actually a bluff.

As always with good lines from Acheng.

There is no history left now.

In fact it was difficult to straighten my shaky legs.

In general the power of martial arts is proportional to the consumption of internal power.

Wolnyeogeom was an unrivaled feat.

In addition the Tathagata kidneys in the two rooms also played a role.

Although I am naturally good at qigong Tathagata Shinji the highest peak of the Jeongsong sect was not a technique that could be used by a martial artist at the peak of his abilities.

The survivors still noticed.

Acheng spoke again.

“Actually I’m not in a very good situation either. Still I can take two out of the three here. One third. What are the odds of it being worth a try? Would you like to try it?”

Those words were decisive.

“We will leave now. “Can I collect the body?”

“Just leave the dead guy behind.”

“…Thank you for your consideration.”

Some people turned their backs forlornly some took care of their comrade’s body and some spoke of resentment.

“I am the leader of Gangneung. “You will have to pay for this blood someday.”

“You said so.”

Jin talks a lot. According to my nature I would have wanted to scrap the match and settle the matter but the circumstances were such.

Acheng had to stay in his position for a long time until all the enemies left.