I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 337



EP.337 Confrontation between humans and Seomuncheong

Dogs are also quick-witted creatures.

Hunting dogs that hung out with Cheong remember Cheong’s body odor.

However since I also read the hostility of the owners who were looking for Cheong I thought about the kind hand that had been caressing me and decided to just wander around.

Therefore the hunting dog that found Cheong was the first to see Cheong.

It wasn’t Cheong.

Kkkkkkkkk!

-This way! Seomuncheong is over here!

“No heukgu! Isn’t there such a thing as betrayal? But is it black or black or black ginseng?”

However when the hunting dog sees Cheong for the first time he just bares his teeth and threatens him fiercely.

Cheongdo also tilted its head at that.

Hmm I guess it’s not a dog I know?

“Aren’t they Black Goo’s brothers?”

Of course heukgu heukgi and heuksam are not actually brothers.

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“hey. fizzle. “Why don’t you be quiet?”

Cheong who was hiding in a tree and eating pheasants frowned and scolded the dog.

“They say you don’t even touch a dog while eating but that’s bullshit. You touch me well. hmm. “Is it a bit overcooked?”

Cheong chewed the pheasant breast.

Because pheasant is a bit tough.

In fact Cheong lacked a lot of tension.

Although not a single detail of Ajandeok’s terrifying plan worked out properly it still had some success.

The advance search party sent in to find Cheong were chaff among chaff good to live with and not regrettable to lose.

So I have no choice but to know that Cheongi Noklim’s martial arts level is very stupid.

So we have been able to prevent Cheong from escaping so far.

Even if hundreds of these guys came it didn’t seem that scary so Cheongdo lived peacefully.

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Even now isn’t it like continuing to eat like that?

And so an encounter with the Green Forest Tracking Team!

A bandit is shouting while pointing a point at a tree.

“Seomuncheong! It’s Seomuncheong! “Baroak!”

Bah! The bandit who was about to say something fell down and held his forehead.

Cheong licked his lips.

I tried flicking the fruit of an unknown tree once but it was too small and light to be effective as a memorization.

It would have been nice to be able to break people’s heads with this but it’s a pity.

Thinking so Cheong ripped off the pheasant’s neck.

It’s late fall so there’s a lot of fat to survive the winter.

Maybe it’s because the pheasant’s neck has cooled down but every time it chews oil comes out. Mmm it’s delicious. it’s good.

“Seomuncheong! “You were here!”

“Call for assistance!”

Beep!

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Meanwhile down below was a mess.

As Wonga-gye is semi-jungled the trees are not of normal height.

So even if you find a green leaf hanging peacefully on a beautiful branch above ten sheets there is nothing you can do but stamp your feet.

“Cowardly bitch! “You can’t come down right away!”

“Seomuncheong! “Come down obediently!”

“really? Should I go down? Are you confident?”

Cheong answered harshly.

Of course the leader who was about to tell them to come down suddenly thought hmm? Can you win if you come down?

Since I hadn’t seen or heard anything until now I was just screaming out of frustration.

From what I heard wasn’t she a terrible bitch who was said to be eating people in the jungle?

And a beautiful voice sounds in my ear.

“okay. “After eating I should exercise. Shall we have some fun?”

The leader was shocked.

If we take the time like this and the experts come the lesson is confirmed.

Is there any need to take risks?

“no! “Don’t come down!”

“You told me to come down just now?”

“I will warn you! Don’t come down! When you come down. Uh um. “When you come down.”

“What if I go down? “What are you going to do?”

“Huh? What if I come down? “That’s a bit troublesome.”

“ah. “You’re in trouble.”

Cheong could not continue his conversation.

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what? Does this guy have a bit of a headache?

Well why would a smart guy commit banditry?

Cheong was so convinced that he suddenly said something else.

“I am full.”

“…?”

“But my moonlight sword is hungry!”

As Cheong shouted and jumped excitedly the yellow glow of the sunset fell in a vertical line as thick as the length of the sword.

“Hi!”

The sword falling on me.

The bandits froze.

I couldn’t even think about avoiding it so I just covered my face and screamed.

and. thud!

“Ahhhh! Argh! hmm?”

The bandit who was screaming slowly pulled down his arm.

It’s strange there was definitely a shiny sword falling down? Did you see something in vain? do.

Cheong was also a little embarrassed.

When I looked down from the tree I didn’t realize that things were closer than they seemed.

He jumped down with his sword flashing but ended up cutting through the empty air and landing on the bandit’s back.

Cheong who was embarrassed screamed for no reason.

“Gap!”

The blade that goes into the side comes out through the side.

After the bandit’s upper body falls off another man frozen with a flute in his mouth comes into Cheong’s field of vision.

“I told you not to play the flute because I was noisy. “He kept beeping while people were eating?”

“Hey!”

The guy who watched the moment the leader was cut in half got scared and immediately turned his back and ran away.

Cheong follows behind stomping on the ground catching up with one step two steps three steps and throwing his sword diagonally.

Missed!

As the bandit’s back suddenly fell to the ground the blue sword cut through the air again.

I got lucky when I tripped on a vine that some bad bitch had hung and fell.

“Ahh! Argh!”

However the floor is all skewered.

Bandits are screaming as they are impaled on stakes here and there.

If he had been cut in half by one sword he would have avoided such pain so it could be said that it was rather a misfortune.

Cheong looked down at that figure.

Because you fell into the trap I set.

Wouldn’t it be said that this third -class bandit did not avoid the attack of this superficial transcendence.

Cheong picked up the ugly excuse and swallowed it.

“Save me save me…”

This is what a dying person usually says.

This is especially true for people who think their own lives are precious but only when other lives are precious do they have something to ask for before they die.

“Please help me?”

“please. “It’s big.”

“Then tell me everything you know. “I’ll think about it after I listen.”

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Even so a second-rate bandit who could barely sense his inner strength didn’t know much.

Cheong was astonished here and moved on.

oh my god! Aren’t you embarrassed to say with your own mouth that you are a second-rate beginner?

When someone asked me if I had learned how to write I confidently answered that I was just beginning to learn how to write so what is the difference?

In any case the bandit who had entered the Great Power Conqueror Light Demon Art knew nothing in particular.

For your information if you pay attention to the names of the bandits’ martial arts skills you will lose.

It’s a collection of cool and strong words but in reality they are miscellaneous martial arts that are higher than third-rate or lower than second-rate with some modifications made to the third-rate martial arts described by the author.

I was able to quickly conclude that there was no way a guy like Cheongdo could learn a new skill.

In any case I didn’t hear much since I died alone without anything else to do but save my life.

But it was enough to wake Cheong up.

And there are over 500 bandits gathered here from 11 mountain huts?

Only then did Cheong realize how complacent I had been.

The entire northeastern foot of the mountain is a large mountain called Cheonjasan Mountain and there are eight mountains along the mountain slopes surrounding Wongajye.

Even though they had already lost their enemies with Nokrim they stepped into the front yard and came out in droves like bees coming out of a beehive.

Above all.

King Cheol-gun of Nokrim head of Nokrim. Hwagyeong.

Yangsan Bakdae Daeju Sura Miner Do-sam. Hwagyeong.

There are two Hwagyeong in the Sandojeok theme?

The smile disappeared from Cheong’s face.

This is not good.

What should I do? Well it’s better to get out first.

But how?

Cheong is a person who easily gets the hang of everything and these people are usually smart.

Cheong just doesn’t use his brain and he doesn’t use it very much and it’s just annoying.

Especially after having a body that transcends humans didn’t you realize that if your body is strong you don’t need to use your brain?

My head was spinning after not using it for a long time.

First Cheong took off the priestess’ uniform that Chu Jong-hyang had buried well folded it well and buried it.

hmm. Master. sorry. I’ll try to find it later if possible.

First I pulled the straps of the chest cover tight and took off my top with a hole in it and the top with half a hole in it and put it on.

Anyway pants are dirty in the same way whether they are made of blue or blue pants.

But it’s incredibly uncomfortable!

I don’t care about the area where the blood is smeared but oh when did I get this smell of a widower?

I’m already feeling itchy.

I took some cotton cloths out of my bag wiped my hands and rubbed my face to remove any dirt then wrapped them around my face and hair.

After adjusting the strap so that the moonlight sword was not visible when viewed from the front and holding a hatchet as well a bandit with exceptionally deep and beautiful eyes was born.

Cheong was about to turn around but stopped as if he remembered something.

He then tears off the hem of the bandit’s trousers soaks them in blood wraps them around his feet and ties them up.

17th place in the Yangsanbakdae rankings.

Yangsanbakdae dared to compare them with the names of 108 stars out of respect for the great people of Yangsanbak.

If the leaders of Yangsanbak had known they would have been furious that these bandits without righteousness and righteousness would have dared to use their name.

Cheonam who was 17th in rank in the Yangsan Bakdae and led the 19th Chussal Team encountered a straggler from another Chussal Team.

“Where do you belong there?”

“Keuhum thirty-seven this is Yeonamgae Daecheol.”

A very hoarse voice comes out.

The voice is scratchy enough to be suspicious.

“What’s wrong with your voice? “Why did you cover your face?”

“I have a bit of a cold. Collock. “Hehehe if that bothers you.”

Then he brought his hand to his face and Cheonam waved his hand away.

“It’s done. There’s no need to move it. “Where is the blood?”

“Trap trap.”

“What a trap. “What about the other group members because the fucking bitch put it down so fucking bad?”

“I’m not sure about that. “I fell into that hole…”

In these cases saying you don’t know is a way to avoid suspicion.

If you make it up clumsily it will only arouse suspicion.

Meanwhile the hunting dog looks at Cheong and bares its teeth.

There is a faint smell of Chujong incense but first of all the owners don’t ask anything! Since you don’t do it you’re just being wary.

“Just join us.”

“thank you. “But brother those feet.”

“Do I have to deal with your situation? Follow along on your own. “I won’t find out if you fall behind.”

“Yes I understand. I understand.” Kahuhuh.”

Cheonam clicked his tongue as he watched Cheong coughing as if he was vomiting blood.

The foot wrap is soaked with blood and he’s limping around like he’s been stabbed properly.

If the Qing had seen these stragglers they would never have let them join.

This is because lameness is a characteristic of traitors and serial killers.

However even common sense reasoning based on these scientific facts did not appear in the primitive and ancient savage central plains.

So the search began again.

The dog breeder clearly leaves Seomuncheong behind and asks the dog to find Seomuncheong. I don’t know what the dog is going to do but when he tells me to find the scent I go wherever it comes from.

The search team that follows behind them also uses weapons to prevent ankle straps and moves through the forest at a somewhat slower pace scraping the ground with its feet and making loud noises.

I caught up to the one who was limping at the back.

Then he suddenly shortens the distance using a strange walking technique that makes him feel like he’s bouncing with his toes but doesn’t make any sound even when his toes dig deep into the fallen leaves.

So I grabbed the head of the person behind me with both hands and cried.

Surprisingly people cannot scream when the back of their head touches their back.

Not only can you not scream you can’t even breathe blink or even think.

The back of his head just lightly touched the skin of his back.

Nevertheless it was a truly amazing change that occurred in the human body.

He carefully picked up the man whose body was collapsing and laid him down quietly on the floor.

Then as if nothing had happened I look forward again and look at the back of my head in front of me.

Cheong is thinking about something that might appear in a ghost story he heard somewhere.

Are you the last one now?