The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 119

Episode 119 Confused Confused.

The Sword Demon checked the parchment and spoke in a polite tone.

“Even groceries?”

The enemy woman laughed.

“The moonflower is a flower that blooms and withers as it pleases. As I watched, there were times when it didn’t bloom for ten years. Shouldn’t there be people who can relieve the boredom of that gap? I also want to recruit servants for the main palace. Still, those who come up here are probably not ugly people.”

“How is this any different from a religious leader?”

“Why do you treat the people who live in Gangho as human beings? If Woldanhwa were blooming here and I was a weak woman, every strongman who came would have attacked me. Who would have thought that a guy called Geomma would say such unbecoming words. Are you suffering from coin poisoning? “You’re talking crazy.”

The enemy woman looked at the left monk eating fortune-telling breakfast, and then looked at me.

“Well, now you know that I was the one who managed the Woldanhwa here. How will you repay me? “Let’s listen.”

The Sword Demon also looked at me.

It looks like the enemy woman is so reckless that she is at a loss for words.

I spoke to the enemy woman, who was presumed to be the sister-in-law of the religious leader.

“What do you want? Moonflower is a flower that blooms alone to begin with. If you were planning on taking it, you should have taken it beforehand. The logic you are making is bizarre. Moreover, seeing as he is holding a grocery store, he seems to have thought of it as bait to catch Kang Ho-in. Are you asking me to pay for the worms?”

As soon as I finished speaking, the enemy woman blinked with a very surprised expression.

“What an absurd guy. Sword Demon, who is this person?”

The Sword Demon responded with a shocked expression.

“Ask the person involved. It’s right in front of you, so why bother asking me? “I haven’t fully figured out this guy’s identity yet.”

The enemy woman was still looking at me with a surprised expression.

“Who are you?”

Since I am a rude person by nature, I was worried for a moment. For some reason, it seemed like if he revealed himself as Hao Wenju, the temperamental woman would later harass his subordinates or attack Hao Wen.

“Not long ago, I was the person who rolled the noodles and wiped the table in the guesthouse… … .”

The enemy woman lightly ignored my words and spoke to the Sword Demon.

“Who is that guy who eats luck?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“Disciple.”

“Are you the one who will inherit the Sword of Light?”

“Not really.”

“Thank goodness. Your student and this absurd bastard. I will pay this bill by taking one of the two with me. If you give me some servant work, my anger will go away. They both have deep skills for their age, so I think they will do well at their jobs. “I guess this is enough, right?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“Palace lord, that will be difficult.”

“The reason is?”

“I still have a lot to teach my disciple, so I need to take him with me.” And if you take the disciple, your forces will engage in all-out war against the Wind Cloud Dreamers.”

“It’s absurd. How could someone like the Wind Cloud Dreamer be a match for the main palace? “Then is that guy also a Confucius of the White Path?”

The Sword Demon shook his head.

“Not really, but he is not the man who will become your servant.”

“The reason is?”

“That’s because he’s already a man who woke up alone. In any case, it is true that I took my senior’s Woldanhwa, so I will go around the river and find something as valuable as the Woldanhwa and deliver it to the palace. “I am a man who keeps his words, so please understand.”

I looked at the two people with my arms crossed.

Even though they were magical characters, the conversation was quite polite.

The enemy woman laughed.

“It’s been a while since I heard people tell me to do this and that, so I feel worse. I’ve been competing with the big brother and achieved things so quickly that I think I’ve forgotten who I am. “I think I’ll feel better if I see the skills of that famous Master Jwa.”

The Sword Demon also smiled.

“You speak ambiguously. “Have you forgotten who I am?”

The enemy woman nodded.

“I know. Why did that proud swordsman run away while dealing with the cult leader? In fact, you, who were more arrogant than anyone else, must have experienced defeat too, right?”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“The leader is that kind of man. Just like the palace lord ran away from the church, I had no choice. “It’s been a long time since we met up with the fugitives, so let’s get started and reminisce about old memories.”

The enemy woman responded immediately.

“let’s go.”

The enemy woman, who was walking to the end of the peak, threw herself away.

The Sword Demon looked at me and spoke in a normal tone.

“Munju, please.”

I also nodded.

“Please come back.”

I looked at the sword demon flying from the peak and crossed my arms. Anyway, I wasn’t surprised because the best thing to do when you lose your temper is to have a fight.

I was curious about the fight, but since the Sword Demon had asked me to, I sat down and crossed my arms.

A slight sigh came out.

Who would have thought that I would be protecting Jwasa’s fortune.

You really don’t know what people are doing.

After a while, I heard a loud noise from below, but I wasn’t really worried. The man her cult leader definitely couldn’t kill is Geomda. So, my conclusion is that there is no possibility that the woman named Samae of the cult leader killed Geomma in the first place.

At this point, in my past life, when I took Woldanhwa… … .

If we think carefully about why those women did not appear.

Is there any great reason?

In all likelihood, someone would have killed him.

In particular, there is a high possibility that he was killed by the cult leader.

Heavenly Jade is that kind of thing.

It seems to be an item that even the church was reluctant to use, so after getting their hands on it, the cult leader must have merged with the magic power.

Killing and stuffing, killing and stuffing must have been repeated.

No matter how proud the woman called the palace lord pretended to be, she wouldn’t have been able to hide if the religious leader tried to find her. If the cult leader wanted to kill her, she would not have been able to avoid her fate, whether it was by having her neck broken or by having all her vitality sucked out of her and turning her into a shriveled old woman.

A roar came from below again.

Suddenly, I looked at Zuosa and saw that sweat was pouring down his face.

This is why powerful people often fall into the trap of coining money.

If anxiety creeps in and you go astray during the fortune-telling process, you will either go straight to hell or suffer a serious blow.

I told the shit-bag whatever I wanted.

“This is not a fight your master will lose. “If you don’t want to poop while eating, finish calmly.”

Only then did the master swallow his saliva and the anxious expression on his face slowly subsided.

At this time, a friction sound unrelated to the loud sound of sword demons fighting was heard from below the peak.

I crossed my arms and turned my head to look at the tip of the peak.

‘Who else is it?’

Has my opponent arrived this time?

A moment later, a woman dressed similarly to the enemy woman, but with more white here and there, leapt up and landed lightly on the ground.

I looked the young woman up and down and came to this conclusion.

‘She’s not a normal woman.’

A woman with a heavily frowning face walked up to the flower bed with her back to her and sighed deeply. The woman turned her head toward me and asked:

“Are you two alone?”

When I sighed, the woman looked at me.

“Are your earholes clogged?”

After picking my ears, I blew on the slightly sticky earlobes with my mouth.

“after.”

The earlobes fluttered like plum blossoms.

I have never laid hands on a woman who has not practiced martial arts.

What does this mean?

A woman who has learned martial arts means that she has been defeated several times. After all, women who belong to powerful groups are different from ordinary women.

Still, the woman was a woman, so I spoke kindly to her.

“You seem to be the palace lord’s disciple. If you don’t want to gorge yourself on bright red dirt with that mouthful, open your eyes calmly and be careful with your words and actions. “If you don’t know what’s going on in the world and just laugh at it, you’ll end up in the dark.”

“… … .”

The wife and daughter glared at me and walked towards me like a beggar. As she approached me, she looked down at me with a cold expression and asked:

“What is Takbam?”

“It’s absurd that you don’t even know what Takbam is. “If that’s the case, I can’t tell you.”

“why.”

“Because it’s not a tone that asks for instruction.”

The woman raised one corner of her mouth.

When I saw that expression, I thought it was very funny. Because it was an expression that foreshadowed an attack.

Sure enough, the woman stretched out her hand and performed a magic trick.

When I tried to grab her wrist, she evaded it by turning her wrist, naturally switching to a long-arm motion and holding it out.

Since the woman’s movements were smooth, I accepted it without thinking.

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

The wife and daughter quickly retreat six or seven steps.

Absurdly, I too was pushed back slightly with my butt on the ground. I think I was pushed because my feet weren’t supporting the ground, but I felt a little uncomfortable anyway.

I got up, rolled my butt, and looked at my wife.

“Are you ready for the night?”

My wife and daughter asked me.

“how old are you?”

Once again, these are the words I used to attack Jwasa.

At that time, the meaning was to ask about one’s actual age, but the meaning of what the wife and daughter said seemed to be, “How old are you and how deep your spiritual power is?”

I suddenly looked at the slut’s face and responded as if my mind had been momentarily polluted.

“I’m at the age where I know everything.”

The wife and daughter widened their eyes, as if they thought they were being harassed.

“What do you know?”

“It means knowing the night. “A country bumpkin who doesn’t know anything.”

The wife and son took a nose-to-tail stance and flew low, pushing off the ground. Next, he unleashed his magic and attacked me.

I thought as I accepted the funeral rites for my wife and daughter.

‘If this continues, the bastard will come after me with a coin.’

With the experts fighting next to you, you must be going crazy.

For now, since it was none of my business, I focused on blocking the wife and daughter’s attacks. The Jangbeop of the wife and daughter was suddenly converted into the Jibeop, and even the Geumnasubeop and Gakbeop were mixed up noisily.

I hit Jangbeop with my fist.

The local law responds with the Geumnasu Act.

Geumnasubeop was overcome by a faster counterattack.

At that moment, my wife’s kick came with force towards my left cheek… … .

He blocked the kick with his left hand and at the same time reached out to his wife’s chest.

When my wife, who was startled, retrieved one hand and defended her chest, I accurately stabbed her in the chest with the Janwolji technique.

Tuk!

It was a move I made because I knew I had deeper attack power anyway by exchanging tension.

However, because the wife and daughter’s strength was also deep, the Janwol Jibeop did not completely work.

I spread grass on my wife’s face, kicked her ankle with my left foot, grabbed her as she was staggering around by the collar, and injected her with a Zhanwol Bingong.

The startled wife and daughter tried to fight back, but looked horrified at the cold that permeated their bodies.

Moreover, I was already caught by the collar.

I spoke while holding my wife and daughter by the collar.

“Just at night.”

As soon as I finished speaking, I hit my wife and daughter on the forehead with a chestnut wrapped in the power of the wood world.

The woman fell to the floor with a loud thud and fainted.

I kept my cynicism in my face and said to the poopy guy who was eating his luck.

“Do you eat breakfast all day long? Are you doing wall training? Do you plan to attain enlightenment? Do it in moderation. “You shit bastard.”

Did I let my guard down?

The wife and daughter, who had fainted for a moment, suddenly pushed off the floor with one hand, stretched out six or seven feet in a lying position, and jumped up like a ghost.

The woman, who was groping her forehead with her hand, glared at me with murderous eyes.

“… … .”

I spoke while looking at the red peak on my wife and daughter’s forehead.

“What if I glare at you? “Understand the topic.”

For a moment, I felt like my tone of speech was contaminated. It’s not that I’m strange, that woman is strange.

The wife and son responded.

“… … “Is this the perfect night?”

Just when you’re thinking that it’s difficult to get used to the way you speak… … .

The left monk next to him made an idiotic movement of crossing his hands up and down, then lowered his right hand to the danjeon and let out a long breath.

“Whoa…” … .”

After finishing the lucky breakfast, the poopy dog ​​opened his eyes.

The crazy bastard looked me up and down without even thanking me, and then spoke.

“A country bumpkin, you don’t hit a woman carelessly.”

I crossed my arms and then turned my head to look at the left monk.

“… … “That’s true, though.”

“Shut up!”

The master shouted at me and then spoke to his wife and daughter.

“I will apologize on your behalf.”

The master got up, shook his buttocks, and grabbed his wife and daughter.

“It’s called the Dream of the Wind Cloud Dreamer. Sozer?”

I looked at the husband and wife alternately with a puzzled expression. The wife and daughter responded to the master in a cold tone.

“You’re missing out.”

“what?”

The wife and daughter bent their necks this way and that, made a clicking sound, and then turned one shoulder.

In the meantime, I was surprised by the guy who was trying to impress the woman, and I was surprised by the woman who was thinking about attacking me again even after getting hit on.

Even though the black people and the trash guys were consistently shit, all the characters in the magic world were chaos itself.

Whenever this happens, I often wonder if I am a man who is naturally suited to white hair.

This is because I feel like I am definitely more normal compared to those who are in the magic world.

In the midst of this, the wife and daughter pulled out the belt wrapped around their waist and flicked their wrists, and the belt suddenly turned into a whip.

The woman, who was out of her senses, asked me.

“Are you ready to be beaten?”

Meanwhile, under the peak, a long stream of light is flowing.

The enemy woman’s ghost-like laughter was erasing the deafening sound that covered the red night plain.

I couldn’t help but sigh.

‘I’m confused. ‘I’m confused.’

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