I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch - Chapter 347
This crazy woman of Murim is me-347th episode
EP.347 Human and Seomun Cheong’s showdown
Let’s see the situation first.
Cheong hurriedly digs her fingers into the riverbed and proceeds deeper.
Once she reaches about the middle of the river, her lungs feel like they’re being twisted and tangled as she exhales.
Cheong’s head pops out of the pitch-black river water.
Huff, puff, huff, puff, her brain, squeezed by the lack of oxygen, desperately searches for air.
“Find her! Find her and bring her alive!”
On the other side of the river, Wang Cheol-gun is jumping around.
Cheong swings her arms and turns her body.
And in the forest on the riverbank-
“Find Seomun Cheong! She’s seriously injured and drifting away! If you rescue her, you’ll receive all the rewards you want!”
A mustachioed man screams at the top of his lungs.
Cheong is puzzled.
What right does a man who can’t even contain his voice have to give orders?
But ridiculously, the bandits of Noklim suddenly become full of courage, like elite warriors who are one against a hundred, and with a shout that shakes the river, they jump in, causing a commotion with the sound of them splashing water like it’s a public swimming pool.
No, what is this, a public swimming pool?
The river is overflowing with half people and half water, it’s going to flood.
Cheong takes a deep breath.
Her lungs swell up, and ah, pain shoots through her side where she was hit by the hammer.
Gosh, I wonder how bad the wound is right now.
Cheong’s head suddenly sinks.
She digs her fingers into the riverbed and pushes herself forward with all her might, whoosh, whoosh, she pushes once and moves forward a bit.
Thud!!
Cheong hits her head hard on something.
Bubbles trickle out of Cheong’s nose.
She was looking down at the riverbed and diving, so she hit her head on a rock and gave herself a concussion.
Not only is she short of breath, but tears well up in her eyes.
It’s so dark at night and the water is so black that she can’t even see the muddy water of the Jungwon River.
If she had looked ahead, her beautiful nose would have been broken and crooked, so it’s better to have a bump on her head.
Gosh, it hurts so bad.
Cheong frowns and swims along the riverbed.
Then something suddenly grabs her by both shoulders, and splash, something falls into the water and gently pushes Cheong’s back down.
Ouch!
It’s her back that’s being pushed, but her torso and side, caught between something and the riverbed, are being crushed, and the excruciating pain makes her head go white and all the air in her lungs escapes.
Cheong instinctively gets up, and she’s almost reached the riverbank, and her waist pops! and she escapes above the water.
At that moment, the splashing and thumping sounds change to the sound of water dripping, and an angry voice erupts behind Cheong.
“Hey, no matter how urgent it is, is it okay to knock someone over?”
Now that she looks, it seems that what was hanging on her shoulders were human feet.
As Cheong shot out of the water like an arrow, they got caught on her shoulders and pushed down on her back.
Flames erupt from Cheong’s eyes.
“It was you! The enemy of my side!”
Cheong’s pale hand digs straight into the bandit’s side, grabs the contents, and pulls them out, and something long comes out with a satisfying sound.
“Aargh!”
So intestines float in water.
Cheong has learned something new.
“Here! Seomun Cheong-”
The man next to him screams, and the Moonlight Sword that he pulls out enters his neck and comes out the other side, causing a fountain of blood to erupt.
“That’s right! Seomun Cheong is revived, you bastard, aargh!!”
Cheong lets out a cheerful cry that ends in a scream.
She tries to raise her left foot in the water and jump up, but suddenly a spark flies through her head.
Ah, this isn’t a problem with my side.
Below that, the pain is like a red-hot skewer being stabbed into her pelvis, as if it’s been smashed to pieces.
Cheong twists and falls, gasps, and gets up again, gritting her teeth.
And then she limps towards the riverbank.
“It’s Seomun Cheong! Catch her!”
“She’s limping! She’s hurt! She’s hurt!”
If they catch the injured Seomun Cheong, their lives will be turned upside down!
The bandits’ eyes widen and they splash through the water towards her.
But how much faster can they be in the water?
Sword lights flash, and bodies with necks, upper bodies including necks, or from the head to the chin split open left and right and float in the river.
“Dammit! She’s perfectly fine!”
That’s when it happened.
“Seom-un-Cheong-!!”
With a thunderous roar that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, another pair of burning eyes approached from the other side.
“Damn it, that bastard is skipping across the water, oh.”
His gaze was high in the sky, another meteor was falling!
Cheong hurriedly dived and clung to the bottom.
The water was only up to his waist, but the mud at the bottom of the night river rose up to cover Cheong’s figure.
And above that, the martial arts of the royal ironclad army poured down.
Gyeongcheon Daeseong Magon Goo Choshik, Daejipamyeolrak,
The hammerhead of the Nangaebong, which had fallen in a single line of destruction, pierced the water’s surface and reached the bottom, causing a huge explosion.
Boom! With an indescribable sound, the water gushed up like a giant crown.
If a supporter like Jegal Ihyeon or Sama Chunbong had seen this phenomenon, they would have exclaimed, “Gyeongcheon Daeseong Magon!” in one breath and figured out the identity of the general, “Lipma! It’s a landmine!”
However, Cheong was not only looking at it, but also receiving the full impact of it underwater.
For a moment, his whole body was gripped by a pressure, and then, a red stream of blood flowed from Cheong’s mouth.
Thud, Cheong, who had suddenly lost his buoyancy, was thrown to the ground.
What the hell? Why?
Cheong flipped over and got up, his eyes wide with astonishment, and saw the royal ironclad army standing in a magnificent pose with the hammerhead embedded in the mud so deeply that it was invisible.
What the hell, where did my water go?
But that was only for a moment, as the flowing river water rushed back into the riverbed, which had been disastrously exposed.
Cheong seized this opportunity and kicked the ground, “Damn it! Shit!” Cheong, who had inadvertently landed on his left foot, grimaced in pain and rolled on the ground.
But there was no time to be in pain.
Cheong got up and charged at the royal ironclad army.
Then, looking at the riverbank, he saw dozens of bandits floating down the river.
In Cheong’s hometown, it was called an underwater explosion, an explosion in the water.
It was a more dangerous attack than an explosion in the air, and the pressure that rushed through the body caused all the blood vessels, internal organs, and fragile parts of the body to burst at once, cutting off the breath.
However, as is often the case with such a huge compression, the damage is reduced exponentially if it can be endured.
Cheong’s body is the strongest in the world.
So he stopped his organs from rupturing.
However, dozens of bandits who had participated in the “Find Cheong Floating Downstream and Turn Your Life Around” event were wiped out.
At that sight, Cheong’s head flared up.
His vision was blurry and he couldn’t see clearly, but the black stuff was water and the grayish stuff floating around was bandits.
I see that the bandits have been wiped out.
Yeah, if you’re afraid of a joint attack, just make it impossible.
“Wow! Bandit suppression! A sudden good deed! No! I have to meet my son in hell!”
“Seo-Moon-Cheong-!”
“Yes! Daddy!”
The figure of the royal ironclad army suddenly expanded.
It wasn’t an expansion, but a push in front of his nose.
Cheong’s new body split into eight, and then, ouch, ouch! In pain, a translucent Cheong emerged from two sheets of paper and collided violently with the bandit in front of him, scattering him.
“Die!”
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”
Cheong rolled on the ground, screaming at the top of his lungs.
The royal ironclad army’s Nangaebong struck the ground where Cheong had been, and the bandit’s waist, who was still dazed, was struck.
Since the hammerhead hit the ground, there is no need to explain the fate of the bandit.
“Daddy’s gone mad! He’s killing everyone! Daddy! Daddy!”
Cheong ran out at a fierce speed even as he limped.
There was no particular destination.
Because his eyes were so dark that he could hardly see.
His ears were also deaf, as if he were still underwater.
He had received the full force of the impact that had turned the ground upside down through the water, so his relatively weak eyes and ears had been damaged.
However, as his sight and hearing were completely dark, his sense of touch was all the more alive.
The perception of space of the Awakening Divine Skill, which had been at most two feet away, extended to the range of Mount Hwaak.
And so Cheong ran.
The darkness was night, the ground was beneath his feet, the yellowish glow was a torch, and the torch must be held by a person.
And so to the bandits.
To where the bandits were gathered.
With all the noise, Cheong’s hearing was so loud that he couldn’t even hear the scream of air tearing apart.
However, the violent flow of air read the trajectory of the hammerhead approaching from behind.
Cheong jumped into the water like a fish.
The hammerhead skimmed over him as he rolled his body like a seven-year-old child.
Cheong rolled around like a seven-year-old child, and the hammerhead swept over him.
Then, in the end, he ends up kneeling on the ground with one knee.
Cheong loses his sight and fights the bandits, but is injured by the King Cheol Army due to the magic of the lips, causing him to swing the hammer. Cheong’s sense of touch becomes sharp, and he rushes at the bandits, and the bandits run away from Cheong. Cheong uses Azandeuk as a human mace to kill the King Cheol Army and falls through the tent. Cheong comes out of the tent and kills the bandits, but collapses after being hit by an ax. However, Cheong gets up again and kills the King Cheol Army, and eventually falls to the ground with one knee on the ground.
Cheong rolled three times and jumped up like a dancer, and grabbed the whitish thing in front of him.
“—!!”
I think he’s saying something. I don’t know.
Cheong pushes back the bandit he caught.
The King Cheol Army, which rushes in like a wild boar, is now just a state of murderous intent.
A side effect unique to lip magic, a state of complete loss of reason.
It’s just a human hammer that smashes everything in front of you.
In Cheong’s blurred vision, it seems that the human form is torn apart.
His spine chills at the sight of a blunt hammerhead splitting a man’s waist, but he tries to laugh and raise his morale.
If you’re going to do that, why use a hammer instead of a sword?
Dad! Dad! Only his voice sounded clearly in his dull hearing, as if he were submerged in water.
Cheong doesn’t have time, so all that comes out of his mouth is Dad.
But every time that happens, a reddish blur occurs, so it seems to work well.
Cheong runs away and the King Cheol Army chases him.
And the bandits run away together.
“Master Chaeju! Come to your senses-”
Puck, the leader of the Yangsanbakdae who was desperately looking for Chaeju, fell to the floor with only his chin left under his head.
It was a night chase.
The drunken King Cheol Army, and the rest of the fugitives.
The bandits now realize that Chaeju has completely returned.
So when Cheong comes running, they are busy running away.
However, Cheong is fast even though he is limping.
Before he knew it, he narrowed the distance and grabbed his sleeve, collar, or even his waistband, pushed it, or pushed it out, and sometimes threw it up lightly when a light and thin guy came out.
Then the King Cheol Army swung the rod.
Some are printed and become jerky, and some lose their heads. Only the luckiest ones scream and lie on the floor with their shoulders or legs crushed.
And in the direction Cheong is heading-
“Don’t come! Don’t come!”
Azandeuk, who saw Cheong coming towards me, shouted.
He’s called a mountain spirit, but he can’t even protect himself with his martial arts, and he’s a swindler who knows how to roll his head.
In a horrific scene where limbs fly and heads burst and blood splatters, his legs, frozen with fear, don’t know how to move.
“No! Don’t come! Don’t do that!”
Cheong wasn’t particularly aware of who he was because he was half blind, but what is this, he’s light?
He groped and touched his ankle and held it tightly, and now, the human mace is out.
After Cheong spins three times, he jumps up again towards the sky, imitating a shooting star, and throws it at the King Cheol Army, who is flying.
“No!!!”
Azandeuk’s head, which flew in a straight line, hit the King Cheol Army’s head and went bang!
It was a warm sight of the first and second leaders (self-proclaimed) of the Nokrim meeting their heads.
Thus, the two men who were entangled as sworn brothers fell through the roof of the tent.
The tent, which touched the pillar, collapsed.
Cheong thought without realizing it.
Hey, did you kill it?
Thanks to the forbidden spell that even raises the dead, the tent swells up and-
“Seo-Moon-Cheong-!!”
“Miss, Dad! I’m here!”
Cheong runs out again.
And again, bang, whiz, don’t come, Master Chaeju, General Chaeju is crazy, run away, kwaang, paak, peoreok.
The evil deeds of General Chaeju are constantly diminishing.
Cheong’s good deeds, which led the good deeds, also rise.
Now the bandits are busy running away.
Then, when Cheong followed behind, he was terrified and shouted, “Don’t come,” and he didn’t just shout.
It is to desperately refuse to accompany him, even throwing away his favorite weapon.
Cheong’s senses are omnidirectional.
However, human consciousness cannot concentrate on all directions at the same time.
Puck on Cheong’s forehead, who was running.
Thanks to this, Cheong’s head stops, and his body runs away due to inertia.
As a result of the disagreement between the head and the body’s will, Cheong flies forward with his soles first.
And a rough landing that looks like an ow, even if you just look at it, there is no place that doesn’t hurt, and there is no mind at all.
Meanwhile, in the sky again!
“Tseup.”
As Cheong kicked his seat with eight movements, the incredible herbivore of the King Cheol Army fell over it.
Of the eight Cheongs, Cheong, who is running like a possessed woman with only his limbs playing while his back is down, appears behind Sam Jang and takes his place.
The two of them raise their bodies at the same time.
That was when.
“Keuk.”
The King Cheol Army staggered, spitting blood.
Rather than spitting blood, it is closer to the appearance of a waterfall flowing like a tilted bowl.
And then finally, she ends up slamming one knee to the ground.