I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 29



[Episode 29] What about the waves in front of the Yangtze River?

The fancy liquor table was a bit less substantial than it looked.

Since the food was prepared in advance it was cold and lukewarm.

The alcohol was so bland that it had almost no alcohol content.

Nevertheless Cheong was very satisfied.

Because it’s free!

Besides isn’t it all understandable?

Fire is strictly prohibited on the boat.

Drunkenness is strictly prohibited while playing in the water.

Cheong swept up the Wagu Wagu food.

If Seomun Surin had seen it she would have been horrified and carried out a carpet bombing operation to destroy the earth.

This is what a beautiful meal was like in Jungwon.

Take as much as a sparrow’s tears and gently put it in your mouth.

You should chew with your pursed lips very slightly pursed and your jaw clenched.

and swallowing with somewhat exaggerated movements.

Always keep your facial expression very slightly frowned to avoid wrinkles.

It was the eating method of Seo-si a beauty of all times and times with an absolute beauty that will never be seen again in the past and the future.

Seomun Surin was equipped with a powerful Juche nuclear armament to spread this beautiful eating method.

So I was able to use this very beautiful eating method in Cheongdo very naturally.

Because there was no business in front of each other.

If there is someone who resists the hawk they should think about whether the hawk is not enough.

However Ximen Shulin underestimated Qing too much.

My understanding of human correction was slightly lacking.

The idea of ​​making manners and style a habit was so revolutionary that all the teachers in the central region stood up and asked to learn from him.

The result was Cheong.

Cheong was now able to perfectly use forty-two different hairstyles.

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I have reached a point where when I feel a little loose my hands move on their own to correct it.

The strides that used to be striding shortened and the speed of movement that used to be reckless became more relaxed and more feminine.

I knew how to use my inner energy to smooth out wrinkles in clothes and I also knew how to sew burst seams very neatly.

However habits are ultimately the realm of the unconscious.

Because there was a desire that went beyond the unconscious certain actions could never become habits.

For example taste or something.

Cheong originally loved the weight of food filling his mouth.

They had been oppressed by the nuclear night but now that they were free there was no need to endure it any longer.

Cheong’s appearance was so good that even Namjeong Cha was a little aroused.

“Eat it slowly. “There are other dishes too…”

“Oh it’s okay because I’m going to eat that too.”

“…?”

They said she was a female warrior.

I must have been a beggar but everything I ate went to my heart. How on earth could I eat so much?

Namjeong Cha was slowly becoming jealous.

What a bitch!

There is no charm or coquetry.

There is no such thing as trying to be the daughter-in-law of the governor of Buchal Province and trying to please someone!

It’s no fun like this.

The moment the mask of temptation came off that moment was important.

It was better to resist by swearing and it was better to cry and beg for help.

But I was so focused on eating that I wouldn’t feel angry or hungry.

Namjeong Cha’s stomach was boiling.

However when Cheong who was somewhat full began to enjoy the drink his anger disappeared as if it had never happened before.

Cheong’s capital which was sipped slowly and not in a hurry was the sector that suffered the least from Seomun Surin’s harsh nuclear honey chestnuts.

In addition Cheong learned minor magic.

You might wonder what the cursed magic craft has to do with Judo but one of the characteristics of the magic craft Sosu was the beautiful shape of his hands.

It is the most elegant and beautiful in the world but it is also the cruelest in the world.

It was a phrase that was never left out when describing Sosu Demon Gong.

The skin of the hands is so white that it is almost transparent.

The sight of slender long and elegantly extended fingers gently embracing a glass of wine was the very sight of squishy beauty.

The profile of Cheong leaning on the railing and sipping a glass of wine exuded a magical power that captivated the man.

Namjeong Cha approached me with a faint smile feeling the spirit of his alter ego swelling.

“Does alcohol seem to suit your taste?”

“I wish it was a little stronger.”

It was so mild that it didn’t taste like alcohol at all.

“That’s because I don’t want you to get drunk. “A drunk woman is no fun at all.”

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“fun? “What fun?”

“well….”

The men in the boat got up from their seats and slowly began to approach.

The men surrounding Cheong drew their swords.

“oh.”

Cheong controlled his pounding heart.

Is it finally starting? Are we going to kill each other from now on?

“Every day. “I will give you just enough time.”

“Every day?”

“We will leave in a minute so try running somewhere. As long as you hold out for half an hour I will send you back safely. “I promise.”

“What if I can’t hold on?”

“Today we are sharing the good news with all of us.”

Oh wow. It’s not a planning skill I’ve tried once or twice.

Cheong felt happy.

Then I can enjoy it in peace.

“ah. I don’t recommend jumping overboard now. This is Seoreunghyeop. “It would be very painful to commit suicide.”

The West Leung Gorge was originally famous for its ruggedness.

The waterways above and below were different and there were waterfalls rising and falling all over the place.

Because of this even the river water took on a pale yellow color.

It was also a difficult area where even a decent number of martial artists could not swim and were swept away.

“Hmm.”

Cheong slowly walked away.

The men with swords leaned in as if to clear the way.

I didn’t move out of the way but I thought it meant that if you want to pass you should at least rub your body or something.

Cheong did not pass through it.

Instead he grabbed the man’s blade with his bare hands.

Then he broke the sword as casually as if he were tearing off a branch with a flower on it.

Cheong clenched and unclenched the hand holding the blade.

The long thin crumpled blade rolled across the floor.

The atmosphere where the boys were giggling mischievously among themselves froze in an instant.

Cheong looked closely at the palm where he held the blade.

There wasn’t even a scratch left let alone a scratch.

Only then did Cheong smile with satisfaction.

okay. This is it.

I’m learning purple martial arts for this taste.

“ruler. Did you see it? You rapist bastards. I sat there feeling very miserable. What’s the point of escaping from this rip-roaring ship? Will it soar into the sky? To the land there is no land. Anyway. In any case the red-lipped bastards do not compete fairly with confession attacks. I order all kinds of chili peppers. “I’m so embarrassed.”

What kind of situation is this?

The men’s gaze alternated between the blue and the wire that was the blade.

“How are you? Are you still out of your mind? “You guys.”

Cheong’s hand rose up and fell down.

Four fingers gently dug into the top of the man’s head.

It passes through the skull and penetrates the brain.

From the eye sockets and cheekbones through the jawbone and teeth to the lower jawbone.

The fingers gently dug out as if scooping out fine sand and came out in front of the uvula.

A man with four deep furrows on his face fell down from his seat.

The body trembled.

That’s because my nerves are less dead.

Four deep stab wounds to the corpse’s head.

The swollen insides were sticking out.

Oh my god.

Cheong trembled.

He used his entire long knuckles to go in and out of someone else’s head.

It wasn’t some metaphor.

It was a real physical visit.

There was a deep emotion that shook my bones.

A thick heat spread from the dantian to the entire body.

A feeling of intoxication much sweeter than the dull alcohol ran through my entire nerves and made me tingle.

A real sword and bare hands are completely different.

It was the same thing as picking your nose with gloves on.

Cheong’s mood improved and the corners of his mouth stretched until they almost reached his ears.

“Can’t you understand the situation now? Aren’t you running away? That’s right. good! Because my moonlight sword… is over there. again.”

Cheong repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists and spoke again.

“Well my Moonlight Son is hungry. Hide tight. “Let me see your hair.”

—-

Namjeong Cha could not understand the current situation.

What and where did it go wrong?

“What! What is that bitch! Is that really a person?! “You’re such a crazy girl!”

“I think I touched the wrong person.”

“What are you doing here! So you’re not a girl? Why don’t you go and catch him like this? Just kill me! That bitch doesn’t eat because it’s dirty. “I don’t eat it.”

Howie arched his neck.

“Young master that bitch is really tough….”

“what? So you’re a fake expert? Isn’t that what it’s like to be a year? “How many men are here?”

“Master if you hit someone’s head isn’t it normal for it to break or explode?”

“That’s obvious.”

“But she scooped up the bones and flesh like some kind of clay. “Even if you use a knife you won’t be able to do that.”

Howie trembled.

Even if that was possible whether it could actually be done that way was a separate question.

Howie looked truly frightened.

Only then did Namjeong Cha’s anger disappear and only his pale face remained.

“What does that mean?”

“Even if we combine all the guys here we can’t beat them. I can never win. “It was very wrong.”

“What are you talking about! “You clearly said you were an easy bitch!”

“That’s not the point. The important thing is that even if you are a martial arts expert it would be burdensome to turn Buchaldowisa into an enemy.”

Namjeong Cha became angry and was put to sleep.

“then?”

“First let’s calm him down gently and use money to appease him. Judging by the way he is eating he appears to be from a poor clan so he will definitely be able to make up for it with money.”

“Really? “I guess so?”

It was then.

Knock knock. A knock on the door.

-Hey are you inside? I definitely felt like I heard some loud talking coming from this direction…

Namjeong Cha and the escort covered their mouths.

-Nothing? Maybe I didn’t hear you right…

After saying something strange silence came.

After that the two people who had been covering their mouths for a long time naturally lowered their hands.

At that moment my finger naturally appeared on the cabin door.

It glides on without any sound as if passing through a door.

Soon the fingers move down.

A long crack continues like a tail.

The two exchanged quick glances and pressed against the wall with the door attached.

A terrible presence was felt beyond the door.

It was truly overwhelming murderous intent.

-There really isn’t one? I was waiting for no reason. I thought you were pretending it didn’t exist.

And only then did the sound of footsteps gradually become distant.

The two people imitated the statue for a while again.

It wasn’t until they had passed a certain point that the two could barely catch their breath.

“Is that a person or a ghost?”

“I don’t know. “The river lake is so wide…”

Howie suddenly stopped talking.

“master…”

“why?”

“When you walk in the boat… do you hear footsteps?”

“Of course you don’t hear footsteps when you walk? suddenly.”

“Uh… usually it’s the sound of wood twisting…”

“uh?”

The two people froze at once.

Cold sweat pouring down like a waterfall in an instant.

The two people creaked and looked towards the door.

And between the long vertical holes in the cabin door.

Their gaze met the eyes watching them.

-Is there something here?