The Return Of The Crazy Demon sky MTL - chapter 87
Ch 87
let me lose
At first, I wondered if the left-hander would use an ordinary long method, but in a situation where I was surprised, I mixed a cold ice ball.
I looked at the guy’s expression and responded calmly.
Come to think of it, I haven’t heard of anyone losing to the left. Rather than being defeated, he made fun of the soldiers dispatched by the Moorimmang, and then the angry Maengjuryung fell and spread to the heavens.
The two men who have escaped from the Moorimmaeng’s wishful thinking are competing for male and female.
In addition to Jangbeop, the left warrior used various combinations of Jibeop, Tanjigong, Kwonbeop, and Geumnasu method to attack and defend like me. The development of the workshop was so novel that I wondered if there were Mugongs I didn’t know, so I frantically competed with the bastard for thirty rounds.
Meanwhile, I kept chasing the left side.
“It’s pretty good for a poop.”
“Shut up.”
“Use the ice ball.”
This guy was cherishing the ice ball as much as possible. it has no choice but to This is because it is a Mugong that consumes a lot of internal air instead of being very effective. Moreover, since I was not being pushed by the left at all, the situation in which he had no choice but to deepen his troubles.
To be sure, if I wanted to use the extreme negative energy equivalent to half of heaven, I needed to completely take away the ice from the left side.
During the fight, I was curious about many things.
Why is this guy so strong at such a young age?
Pungunmongga is famous for samurai who use spears and swords, so why doesn’t this guy use weapons?
No matter how you look at it, the Mugongs of Jangbeop, Jibeop, and Tanjigong did not seem to have been learned from Pungun Dream. While exchanging the tension, I implied.
“Who is the master?”
“Who is your master like that?”
Suddenly, as soon as I smelled a poisonous smell, I was startled and withdrew three chapters at once.
He almost got caught up in the blatant attack to bury his poop. In fact, I also got goosebumps because I was wearing a white coat.
A situation in which the left side’s mutation is more terrifying than memorization with extreme poison
As I backed away in amazement, the left sergeant smiled meaningfully as if he had caught my weakness.
“Are you afraid? You must be afraid.”
“I didn’t avoid it because I was afraid. I avoided it because it was dirty. You idiot, you bastard like Oraboni, you bastard.”
The left man looked down at his damp long ginseng and nodded.
“I can’t be the only one who can’t be in trouble. Don’t run away. That’s the downtown area.”
I looked at the downtown area, folded my arms, and said in a serious tone.
“Your skills are better than I expected. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a guy who fights so well. You’re not just a regular bastard. I’ll give you an antidote.”
“It’s already cheap, so I don’t need it.”
“Still, wash it clean and then try again.”
The left-hander responded with a cold expression.
“How can I eat what you give me?”
I covered my nose with my finger for a moment, then spoke in a snoring voice.
“Don’t come. I’m dizzy.”
The left-hander rushed at me like a madman again, so I hurriedly turned around and fled to the downtown area.
When he deliberately giggled and ran away, the left-hander sweared in a polite tone. After all, he was a Confucius in the general’s house, so he had manners in his body.
‘But no matter how crazy you are, you won’t be able to enter the downtown area in that state.’
Dare to wrestle with me for resourcefulness?
There is no hesitation in the fight between a man and a man, but the left-hander is crazy about women. It means that he is not a person who can walk around with a poop. If anyone can follow me this far, I must have misunderstood the person.
When I arrived at the bustling downtown area, the left servant who was following me in a hurry stopped working as I expected.
“…Hey, stop running away.”
I turned around with my back to the downtown area and waved my hand.
“come in.”
“You come.”
“Come, you bastard.”
“It’s a matter of competing between men. Should I inflict damage on others?”
“There’s a saying that a shit guy gets angry, and that’s you. If the master reveals who he is, I’ll go there.”
“Shut up.”
All of a sudden, I thought it was strange because the left didn’t reveal the inquiry twice.
‘I must have learned the ice ball at my mother’s house, does that mean that Master Mugong is separate?’
The left side has not yet been driven by Moorimgong. It was a time when he could not even do perverts, so his honor and popularity would be very important.
I got mixed up in the crowds of people and stared at the left.
To be honest, when I was fighting earlier, I couldn’t show my skills properly.
shit would be so scary
During the siege, his lower body was literally invincible. In other words, it was as if I had played a tension match against an opponent whose half of my body was invincible.
Of course, I can’t help but show my skills properly.
What I realized only after competing in tension was that his Mugong was already quite complete.
Actually, it’s not very strange. This is because there are very few masters who escaped from the Moorimmaeng’s wishful thinking.
As far as I know, the me in the days of madness, the bastard of the perverted days, and the members of the Samjae group succeeded in escaping the Moorimmaeng’s wishful thinking. In other words, among the masters I met in person after returning, the man who was overwhelmingly strong was that bastard. And that guy was trying to restrain himself from icing unless it was really dangerous. He’s always been a man with a lot of restrictions.
The left side tried to enter the downtown area several times before turning back.
What does it mean that such a venomous guy can’t even come in with a poop in his pants?
This is the power of the white spirit, the power of manners, and the desire for honor.
I crossed my arms and laughed at the left.
“Whew.”
At this time, a woman from the side of the street called the left.
“Mongrang Oraboni? What are you doing there?”
When I checked the woman’s appearance, and looked at the seat again, the man had disappeared like hell.
I suddenly made eye contact with the woman who recognized the left and nodded.
“Confucius Monglang is right.”
“Is that right? You have a pale face.”
“Didn’t you see it?”
“What?”
I said with a stern expression.
“He pooped in his pants. He drank too much, he looks like a Demon God.”
“Ah, maybe.”
“Did you not see the wet white ginseng that I put on my pants?”
A not-so-pretty woman suddenly got mad at me.
“It can’t be! Why are you lying!”
“Why are you angry…?”
Are you a woman who has a crush on the left? This woman suddenly looked at me like a poop and turned around.
Our Oraboni can’t shit, right?
“Ttttttttttttttttttt.”
While I was biting my tongue, I heard a left-handed ventriloquist from somewhere.
“Come out when you say good things.”
“There’s one thing I’ve been afraid of all my life, and that’s a guy who fights with shit.”
I scrambled forward and responded.
“You idiot, this is more of a cause-and-effect thing. You’ll be treated like this for breaking my brother’s arm, so go home and change your pants. Get well, Confucius, who can’t even hide it.”
“Shut up!”
I put my hands together to make fun of him.
“Poor sentient beings logo. Namami-Tanji-Gong!”
Suddenly, in the dark, there was a popping sound, so I reflexively flicked my fingers to launch the Yeomgyetanjigong.
Pak!
I purposely shouted.
“Mongrang! You wolf of the general family! Change your shitty pants and come back and attack!”
A swear word was heard, and the left-hand man spread his sword and moved away.
With my arms crossed, I watched the black figure moving away.
“Come back clean. Dirty bastard. People like you don’t deserve to be in the White Island.”
I don’t see any reason to go after him. It was because Pungun Dream was near Baek Eungji when I inquired. When the invincible realm created in the lower body was released, I could unleash my high self-confidence, so I walked around the downtown area of Baek Eungji with a relaxed mind.
Clean streets, clean clothes, and even skin tone much whiter than anywhere else.
It looks like it’s not white for nothing.
I backed away with the baekheungji, and the guy ran away, so it’s a draw for the first time.
Suddenly, there were a lot of people in front of the Baekhyangjuru, which I had been to before.
Everyone was talking about something at the entrance with displeased faces, but as I passed by, I heard the news that pretty women were pooping in the dungeon.
Looking at the left-hand side’s hastily taking blood in the abdomen, it seems that the laxative that Mo Yong-baek made was really bad.
So women must be tired before they even get to the bathroom. Suddenly, I am paying the price of laxatives and poisons as my primary care physician. After looking around, there was a noodle restaurant that looked really delicious, so I sat outside and ordered it.
While eating noodles, I watched the young people passing by on the street.
Maybe there are many women who wear pretty clothes like that and have pretty faces.
I also got the advice of Gong-cheol and dressed up, but when I came and looked around with other people, I thought that I was definitely a villager compared to them.
Because it’s a white island territory, there’s no one to argue with.
Even those who were not familiar with Mugong were walking around happily, so it felt really strange.
By the way, when I competed with the dung bag, the taste of the noodles was very poor.
“I’ve lost my appetite.”
After checking out with Jeomsoi, I asked if there was a creek nearby. Jeomsoy replied.
“If you go all the way up there, you will see Yongrangcheon.”
The place Jeomsoyi was pointing to was the north where the left temple disappeared. It would be difficult for the eldest son of the family to enter the house tired of his pants, and I thought that he was probably washing his pants after wandering around the stream carefully.
This is my instinctive sense.
Jeomsoy asked me.
“Then why are you looking for Gaecheon this night?”
I patted Jeom So-yi on the shoulder and then responded.
“It’s a ganggaek (俠客行). We’re chasing after the murder.”
In fact, he’s chasing a dung beetle.
As if he had always admired the swordsman, Jeom So-yi’s expression became serious and he took control of me.
“Sorry, you’ve worked hard.”
Maybe it’s because it’s a Baekdo area, so Jeomsoi is also polite.
I nodded and headed towards the stream like a lone swordsman.
In fact, when I went back, all my actions focused on the peace of the Kang-ho, the happy life of the wives and wives, the protection of the human rights of the working people, and the punishment of the wicked. Even if the world doesn’t know me, what I do is, in fact, not the same as a sidekick.
or not
As I was moving along the Yongrangcheon Stream following the moonlight, I stopped when I heard the sound of water splashing on the old bridge.
In the quiet Yongrangcheon Stream, the left servant was washing himself naked.
The man who turns an intact stream into dung, that is the Light Jwasa.
I thought I should go down right away and make the left fork, but I stopped for a while. Even though the left-hander found me, I was calm without showing any signs of surprise.
‘Is it a trap?’
The moonlight that suddenly appeared as a dark cloud left somewhere lit up the upper body of the left man. There were a lot of marks on his upper body that he didn’t know whether it was a whip or a knife, and there were tattoos engraved in ink between them.
It was not immediately known whether he had been tortured or had mastered magic.
I looked to the left with my arms crossed.
“Wash clean. You bastard.”
The left-hander came out of the stream with a liberated expression, wiped off the moisture on his top, put it on his lower body, and looked up at me with his upper body naked.
“Come down. You bastard. Washed everything.”
“after…….”
I let out a sigh.
As soon as that guy kicked out too much, I thought that the noodles I ate earlier would definitely back up.
‘I’m not usually a pervert.’
How do you properly cover the lower body with a top? He knew the psychology of women well, but he was a master of psychological warfare that perfectly understood the psychology of men.
Even the neck of the shirt was on the crotch side.
I rebuked the left in a subdued tone.
“Just go home. You bastard. Let’s fight again tomorrow. Let’s lose today.”
Under the moonlight, the pervert smiled with a gloomy expression.
“Heh heh.”
Because I am an orphan, I do not know the mental world of a crooked bastard. I honestly don’t care. However, he was curious about the marks on his upper body because he had known him from a previous life.
I asked without high expectations.
“What’s that tattoo? Mugong?”
The left responded.
“You’re curious about everything. I won’t forget your face anymore. You can’t run away anymore. Whether you run to the Moorimmang or the Magic Bridge, you’re bound to be caught by me.”
I mentioned the siege war I had been fighting before.
“You’d know that I didn’t fight properly because of your shit.”
The left man pointed at me and said something strange.
“You’re going to make a special request from Master and make him my priest. You’ll probably think it’s better to die.”
“So, who is your master?”
Suddenly, my mind flashed.
‘uh?’
I know about Light, I know about magic, and I’ve heard of Mugong related to tattoos. For a moment, I thought that even the shaman who committed himself to magic in his previous life was a ruse.
Because, I guess, the master of the left company was a man who argued over the position of headmaster and turned the entire magic school into an enemy.
The left man said as he climbed up the Yongnangcheon Stream.
“I’ll see you again soon.”
I shut my mouth to reveal the master of the left.