I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 91



[Episode 91] Heavenly Demon Church Serial Murder Case: #5 Chinese people are never allowed.

A rock flew and hit the man in black on the forehead.

The man in black swallowed his swear words and threw down the sack (along with a stifled scream) then pulled out his sword and aimed it straight at the front.

“Who are you?”

But there is no answer back.

It was when the man in black was glaring at the shadow in front with eyes trembling with tension.

The sound of something light falling to the ground.

And a strong hand wrapped around my neck.

The man in black struggled but the blood flow to his neck was blocked and there was not enough blood going to his brain so he quickly rolled his eyes and fainted.

Cheong roughly threw away the man in black and opened the entrance to the littered sack.

“Sigh.”

“fizzle.”

Cheong raised his finger near the mask and then pointed outward poking it lightly.

At the simple gesture of releasing her the woman who was being held urgently nodded.

The woman Cheongi removed the door gag and the ropes that bound her arms and legs.

The woman violently folded her back three times and ran breathlessly into the darkness of the night before the end of the year.

Cheong took the bit and rope and turned the bag over.

And as he lay down and dozed off he reached out his hand to the entrance grabbed the string and tied it up.

It was time to gently push the string out of the well-sealed entrance take off the mask put on the damp and uncomfortable gag and make a fuss about clumsily tying the rope to the limbs.

The man in black who had fainted for a moment came to his senses.

As soon as the man in black opened his eyes he stood up quickly looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bossam sack still writhing on the ground.

Although there were some unpleasant incidents like raids isn’t everything good as long as the results are good?

The man in black decided to take the incident of being attacked to his grave and picked up the bag again.

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The first Sura Geomsu believed that human nature was no different from that of beasts.

So I thought man had prospered to the point where he could take up the sword and rule the world.

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Then wouldn’t the beast be stronger if it held a sword?

What if the bear picks up a sword? It’s awesome. Let’s make it right away.

In this way the Baekpalsura Sword was created as a martial art that awakens the hidden wildness of people.

However Sura Geomsu underestimated people’s wild nature too much.

A person imbued with wild nature craves blood as if by instinct and as soon as he picks up the sword he loses his mind and is left with nothing more than a savage ghost.

But it was even strong.

Since the beast has a sword it has no choice but to be strong.

In this way the name of Hundred Eight Surama Swords was proudly listed as one of the ten greatest magic arts in the world and the name Surama Sword refers to a person who has learned the martial arts.

Previous Surama swords have tried various methods to eliminate this side effect.

So among the methods that came out there was the most moderate method which was the secret of not hunting wild animals when they were full.

Wouldn’t it be possible to suppress wild outbursts by seeing blood in advance?

The idea was that if you eat before you get hungry you won’t feel hungry over time.

But surprisingly it worked.

That’s how the Surama Swords began to lust for blood on a regular basis.

However since the wild nature of humans is not free from the hidden desires of individuals the taste for blood has been slightly different for each Surama sword in the past.

The taste of the current elementary school boy in Suramunju was the cruelest of all time.

After an animal-like copulation that takes the virgin blood of a virgin the opponent is torn to shreds.

Because it is so terrible it is a ritual performed in secret in a special place that is tightly sealed on all sides.

Except for Surama Sword himself no one knew what kind of scene that cruel copulation was.

And now a new victim has been thrown into that special place.

Wow!

The sack was violently torn open revealing the outside.

Cheong looked outside with startled eyes.

“Whoosh whoosh.”

And then I made eye contact with the guy wearing a pitch black mask.

Cheong was startled and swore without realizing it.

It was a profanity that was used all over the place as a hometown swear word as an exclamation as an expression of frustration etc. Fuck!

“Woof!”

Thanks to the gag I was wearing I didn’t curse.

“Hey just be quiet. If you just listen to what I say you will be able to return alive. It must be frustrating because your inner cavity is blocked right? “It’s because of acid poison so there’s no need to worry too much.”

Cheong quickly looked around.

It was a room with all sides blocked.

The restraints which looked unusual at first glance were dark red from the blood that had soaked in and were well-wiped and shiny.

There were many chained handcuffs on the wall and tools such as whips and clubs were scattered on the platform.

Cheong immediately regretted the sight.

madam. I thought this wasn’t right.

This wasn’t adult content it was butchery.

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I should just get out of there right away.

Cheong decided to reveal his identity immediately and escape.

Cheong pushed away the gag that was in his mouth and immediately began to speak.

“I have something to tell you sir.”

“fizzle.”

Cheong stopped talking as the blade of the dagger was raised under his chin.

“The off-white color is so pretty. I never thought there would still be a virgin like this left in Shingyo. “I need to give a big reward to the person in charge.”

“that.”

“fizzle. stop. “If you want to live keep your mouth shut.”

Cheong wanted to live so he kept his mouth shut.

Then surprisingly the masked person breaks the restraints on his arms and legs.

Of course it was just a trap that looked fine on the outside and was easily released.

Cheong tried to talk again.

“Actually the girl ugh.”

However I was left speechless as the masked person pulled off something similar to cloth that was wrapped around my body.

Mistress my eyes!

Cheong looked genuinely disgusted.

It would have been better if I was naked.

In my hometown of Cheongdo when I go to a public bathhouse the sight of a man naked is something I pass over without notice.

However he put on a black mask and…

It was a terrible costume that cannot be described.

Then the masked man’s exposed eyes widened.

“Huh! That look! Perfect! Despise more! With eyes that look at more trash! hurry!”

“that.”

“Okay you don’t have to worry too much. What could be the reason I covered my face? “If you satisfy me not only will you return safely but you will also be able to take a lot of gold with you.”

“The girl.”

“ruler. “Take it.”

Then he held out the whip in his hand.

It was meant to be accepted no matter who saw it so Cheong reluctantly accepted it.

“Is this…?”

“Huh. Huh. Strike this body with it. hurry! “This body is an amazing expert so there is no need to worry!”

And then he turns around.

Fuck my eyes!

Cheong frowned again.

The hanging egg that was caught by a leash caused serious damage to mental health.

If Cheong was an ordinary girl from the middle of nowhere she would not have known what to do in this absurd situation.

However Cheong who had been living in an ocean of information and a flood of all kinds of sexual preferences immediately realized the situation.

This was just a pervert of your taste.

“What are you doing! hurry!”

match!

Cheong decided to match the rhythm and roughly waved his whip.

Because it was made of several pieces of soft leather it was made to hurt like a whip rather than a weapon.

“Wow you’re pretty strong! But it’s still not enough! “Harder harder!”

match!!

“Harder!”

match!!!

“Good! “More more more!”

Sigh!!!!

“Huh… more more!”

Cheong shook his head.

what? Brutally rape a girl and tear her to death?

He would have rather been called a cruel rapist and murderer than let this pathetic thing be known.

Isn’t this a town where cruelty is not an issue anyway?

The midfield was conservative.

However if this situation becomes known it will be more than just a social burial it will be a case of social death and more.

So after enjoying everything I will cover my mouth.

Cheong’s guess was half correct.

In any case blood had to be seen in order to quell the wild nature of Baekpal Sura Sword so after satisfying the sexual desire it led to a cruel slaughter time.

“What are you doing! hurry! hurry!”

Cheong looked down at Surama Sword rubbing his body on the floor.

Are you coming? If you want.

In the Demonic Church where all members have been fully armed there are no civilians who do not know martial arts.

But it seems like he thinks that what he did earlier dissipated all his inner strength.

It seems like a girl with no skills thought that no matter what she did she wouldn’t be able to help the warrior who was at the peak of her climax.

Cheong’s hands were busy moving.

The repeated whippings were extremely harsh.

A line appeared on the Surama Sword’s clearly exposed back and at some point its legs were stretched out stiffly and its body was shaking.

“Fuck.”

Since Cheong played with Teacher Kang he knew how to do the basics of whipping.

The basic refers to the degree to which you can inject internal energy into the ball and make it stand stiff or bend it to hit the desired location.

Cheong raised his true energy from Danjeon.

The miscellaneous forces gathered throughout Jeongsama supported that will and surged in like a tidal wave.

By the time Qing left the priestess gate Qing’s skill had already reached its peak level.

In addition the Demonic Cult added all kinds of demonic energies to it so now its capacity alone is comparable to that of the Flower Sutra.

The five-colored knitting yarn was overflowing with young uncondensed charm on the whip which stood upright like a blade.

It was now at a level that could not be described as a thread.

It was as thick as a thigh and spread out in all directions almost like a forest fire.

“No this!”

The level of Surama Sword was at its peak but it was just after his body and mind had been whipped and he had reached his peak.

If you can respond quickly when your body and mind suddenly lose strength you can truly be said to be a post-human superhuman.

Unfortunately I haven’t been able to get rid of it yet.

“It’s late.”

The whip turned into a blade and swept across the floor.

The animal’s claw marks were deep on the floor.

If there is a knife mark left on the cutting board there will be no need to mention the body that was on it.

The body of Surama Sword was sliced ​​thinly like sashimi.

Since it was cut with all the bones it could almost be said to be a different sashimi.