I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 241



[Episode 241] A ronin has the loyalty of a ronin.

Cheong opened his mouth.

“In the first place-”

“Ahh! Argh!”

“Hmm?”

Cheong who was trying to say something more tilted his head closer to the scream that broke out as if he was struggling.

The one-armed warrior is caught in that gaze. As soon as the two made eye contact the one-armed warrior stiffened.

“No people are talking. See. I forgot something. The boy started screaming just because his shoulder was blown off. a little. That’s not polite. “Courtesy.”

Cheong’s body was pointed straight at the one-armed warrior.

“Hi.”

“Are you going to be quiet?”

Then the one-armed warrior closed his mouth with his remaining fist as if he were going to shove it into his mouth.

Cheong smiled in satisfaction and continued.

“I got 10 hits because I did something wrong. “You made a lot of noise so if you make a noise we’ll start over from the beginning.”

The one-armed warrior’s detachable arm swung with mighty force. For the one-armed warrior it was an unprecedented experience in human history. Who else would want to get hit in the face with their own shoulder?

Wow! Wow! Wow! The unpleasant sound of hard hitting echoes through the basement. Liquid leaking from the tip of the improvised blunt weapon splashes in all directions and the one-armed warrior desperately covers his mouth.

And finally the teens.

Cheong threw away his detachable arm which was cut in half leaving only the elbow. For a blunt weapon it had a lot of cushioning so it had almost no power and wasn’t sturdy so I don’t think I’ll ever use it again.

“hmm. I had something to say. What was it? That eunuch grandfather? “Do you know what I was trying to say?”

“What kind of you are this?”

Gyeongdamgan’s wish to ruin the world’s most beautiful woman who was noble kind pure and courageous no longer remained.

Isn’t the thing standing in front of you truly the world’s dead devil?

“ah. right. Where on earth does your superior go and never come back? I was told that the great lord of this ancient world was there but only Ttakkari is standing still.”

“Who is going to win!?”

“Oh why are you angry? If you give me a unit isn’t that a big deal? They say that after the head lord does his business the auxiliary head must clean it with his tongue. “Then isn’t it a mistake?”

“Who said that!! Nonsense!! “Where can you make such a heinous slander!!”

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“That’s right Grandpa Eunuch is angry right now. If you hit the nail on the head you definitely get angry. What if I tell you that the deceased member of the Blood Ancient Team testified that he saw it clearly with his own eyes? Because I don’t lie when faced with the fear of death it’s disgusting to see the master and vice-lord licking each other and making out. “You guys your captains are just mixing their tongues together.”

Of course the Blood Ancient One did not say that.

Because Cheong avoids lying to a large extent he did not say that a member of the Blood Ancients did that.

Although it was only a play on words it was inevitable that the members of the Blood Ancient Team would look at their unit leader like he was some horrible piece of trash.

“It’s all nonsense! “It’s a lie!”

“I have never lied. “You can put the honor of a monk and a teacher on the line.”

“profit! It’s false! “That bitch is telling lies even selling out a monk and a teacher!”

“hmm. Wouldn’t that be a bit of an unreasonable claim? “What do you guys think?”

The members of Iseonhyeol Ancient University were in great shock. They all looked like they were trying to escape to where the food they had eaten had come from.

Since I suddenly became the subordinate of disgusting traitors I had no choice but to suffer a mental blow.

“hmm. So where does your lover or rather the great lord go and never show his face?”

“If you keep talking nonsense like that…”

“Look at that. Since they are lovers aren’t they desperately trying to hide and protect them? If you’re not a lover there’s no need to protect Daeju. Since when have you been loyal to your superiors? “If I clean it up I’m a superior right?”

The eyes of the religious warriors turned to Gyeongdamgan. That’s because after hearing it it’s true.

It was a very cunning instigation.

In the first place you can’t reveal the whereabouts of your superiors without permission but aren’t blood cults people who are trying to control them anyway? But why do you keep it?

“Are you believing that stupid nonsense now?”

“You’re not normally a very trustworthy superior so do you force me to trust you only in times like this?”

“Aaaah!”

Gyeongdamgan’s eyes quickly turned.

At the same time with a loud scream the Blood Ancient warriors fell down trembled and had a seizure.

It was Queen Solitude’s suicide order.

Cheong also felt the glow of loneliness writhing in his stomach.

The suicide command is a mysterious insect signal that extends in all directions with a large margin of error.

It was his intention to send his subordinates gathered together to catch one Cheong.

hmm. Hello my parasite. If I had known that we would break up like this I would have at least given you a name. Yes it’s late but hello drunkard.

It was only shortly before Cheung’s death that he accepted his separation from the solitude that had come to be named.

But isn’t dictatorship much harsher?

Are you giving me a big last gift?

Hehe I’m looking forward to it.

Perhaps because he heard the cheering the struggling movements of solitude gradually subsided.

If solitude could convey its meaning it might have been said like this.

It’s okay I made it through bitch. do.

Huh. The bottle didn’t die? why?

For some reason Cheong didn’t understand.

It was a strange case and a small miracle that even the highest authorities in the field of solitude could not understand so what would have been the case for Cheong a professional expert – or if I may put it this way a bachelor’s degree in solitude studies – to know?

It may be a mysterious effect of the bile of a blood poisoner or the poisons that cannot be eliminated may have come together to exert some effect in fostering independence in solitude.

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Or maybe he endured it because of Cheong’s warm support.

In the end Cheong was startled and threw himself away among the ancient warriors dying in terrible pain due to the explosion of tyranny.

I didn’t know how precious my life was!

What a waste of good work! Plus with this number of people you can take turns enjoying it for a week!

Cheong flew around stomping on the heads of the blood cult warriors and kicking them hard doing his best not to waste his precious life in vain.

Fortunately because I was rolling on the ground in pain my head was in a good position to be stepped on or kicked.

Thanks to this he was able to kill them all before they all ran out of breath. Cheong who had kicked the head of the last Blood Cult warrior and left only half of him alive was unable to keep his balance and fell and rolled around.

As his muscles screamed and his joints creaked he had no choice but to roll on the floor as soon as the last soccer kick was over.

“You you bitch!”

Gyeongdamgan had no time to do anything as the tragedy unfolded so quickly. This is because for the first time in a long time Cheong moved at a speed that brought out his true strength and strength.

Thanks to this when it passes by the warrior’s head disappears only half of it remains or he abandons his body and escapes and flies away.

“Ssi. I’m in a hurry so I don’t feel anything. however. Grandfather Eunuch come. “I just need to bring back my subordinates what do you mean?”

“Four years? how…”

“I don’t know. I thought I was going to die but now I’m alive? Oh by the way two four six… who killed the subordinates who are now dead? Gyeongdamgan who casted Lonely Explosion? Or Lee Seonhyeolgo who solved the dictatorship? “I’m sure you won’t accuse me of being a murderer for trying to relieve your pain right?”

“That’s right. hmm? Trying to ease the pain…?”

Gyeongdamgan paused.

I wonder if that makes sense but it both makes sense and seems like bullshit.

Meanwhile Cheong stood up shook off his military uniform and pulled out a sword from the corpse’s waist.

I’m sorry Sana. I’m so sorry.

I guess I can’t help but be a swordsman too.

I feel calm when I hold the sword in my hand.

Cheong swung his sword twice.

Namgung Shinjae said that the art of Cheong is the state of being able to grasp the weight length and center of a sword and handle it like a pet weapon.

It’s a cheap thing with a bit of a weak center of gravity but it must have been fine for a nameless henchman to wield.

Cheong said while holding the Moonlight Sword (No. 10).

For reference wooden swords and iron swords killed on non-useful days were not recognized as moonlight swords. This is because for Qing the sword is a tool to cut people down.

“Are you still going to speak verbally?”

“under! How dare you! “Let’s take a look at your humble skills!”

Gyeongdamgan said so and rushed in first.

Cheong easily twisted the flying trajectory and pushed it away without stopping to speak.

“As a strong senior don’t you usually give up about three moves and do that? Have you lost your age? “You should be a little embarrassed.”

“joy. “Did I look like a member of a political faction?”

“Is that possible? “I just saw him as an ugly old eunuch.”

“That bastard! Every word! Eunuch! Eunuch! Eunuch! I am! Eunuch! no!”

A roar erupted every time the sword struck.

Compared to that Cheong’s tone of voice was relaxed a carefree attitude that could not be imagined as a fight with a warrior in the late period of the transcendental period of using swords.

“So you can stand up? “When disposing of it the deceased left a will saying that it was pitiful to forcefully shake the sagging prick and it was so prickly.”

“profit! asleep! “I’m dead!”

“Is that why you’re going to die? “Try your strength.”

Even excluding solitude he was a master of Gyeongdamgan but for some reason he was constantly losing out in front of Qing’s skills.

The sword of Cheong is a terrible killing sword.

However for about a month I have been training intensely with my best technique sealing the killing sword.

It was natural that Cheong’s skills improved greatly.

Moreover when using a killing sword the sword energy imbued with the ancient spirit becomes harder and sharper in proportion to the slaughter that has been accumulated so far.

When combined with the ignorant output it is not difficult to confront and confront the less compressed and sparse sword of the supreme unmanned person.

“Why! Why?! why! asleep!”

“hmm. Actually whatever. Although I expected it. It’s more disappointing than you think. “It’s no fun anymore.”

For a moment Cheong’s eyes sparkled.

At the same time the Qing sword drew the most absolute trajectory.

The laziest sword under the sky. However this is the virtue of a king. The master of the world should not move carelessly but once he moves the heavens and the earth should shake.

Suddenly. Gyeongdamgan’s sword fell to the floor with his wrist and made a loud clanging sound.

Gyeongdam-gan quickly stopped the bleeding and took my wrist and wrapped it in a towel.

As Cheong just looked down at the scene Gyeongdamgan muttered in vain.

“Why why just for the climax…”

“hmm. Are you curious? If you’re curious it’s 500 questions. “It’s only natural that I win in the first place right?”

“Nonsense! The difference in level is-”

“no way. When I lost my temper earlier instead of pulling out my sword I acted alone. “I should have drawn my sword at that time. Isn’t it natural for a warrior to have been insulted?”

“What do you mean!?”

“The sword gets damaged because it relies on parasites. “When was the last time you truly swung a sword?”

“ah. iced coffee…”

Gyeongdamgando was also a martial artist at the peak of his power.

I understood what Cheong said.

The explosion that occurred when Gyeongdamgan lost his senses and rolled his eyes was Queen Hyeolgo’s order to commit suicide.

If you are a swordsman you should have drawn your sword so it must have been a while since you forgot your sword due to the omnipotence of loneliness.

No matter how supreme a warrior he is someone who is not even a swordsman picks up a sword so what is the result?

Cheong had already relaxed from then on.

I thought he wouldn’t be my opponent since he was at his peak and already rusty.

Cheong asked pointing the tip of his sword.

“So where is Daeju?”

This was the reason why Cheong came back underground.

I was told it definitely had a head but I’ve never even seen its face.

It wasn’t a ploy to treat an old man but it was just a selfish desire to have fun pulling out insect limbs.

If only one Jitan Gwangma is killed in the first place the ones below will be completely eradicated through automatic serial suicide orders due to the death of Queen Solitude.

However there is another Queen of the East Solitude but it is not noticeable so I can’t help but be concerned.

“I don’t know either. I haven’t seen you since morning. “How can I know if you are drinking alcohol and enjoying yourself by finding the right ingredients?”