Chapter 409 – Chapter 82 (4)

The fact that Sanghyeon Namgung, the family head of the Namgung family, was a traitor left the political affairs and gave a great shock to the Murim League.

It was to the point where even Sapa, who was criticized by the political faction as a hypocrite, couldn’t believe that Namgung Gaju was a traitor.

The trust brought by the name Namgung Sei was absolute, but that absolute myth was broken.

This had a great influence on the Murimmaeng.

Even the so-called ‘prestigious’ Munpa and high-ranking officials of Sega, who had been secretly escaping from the spy category as if it was natural, came to suspect that she was not a spy.

Fortunately, they also knew that if they tried to build their pride here, self-restraint would arise and internal conflict would arise.

Thanks to this, I was able to get away from the spy charges while undergoing the investigation.

Of course, since they were still suspicious, they would be watched closely by them.

For your reference, the huge castle called Namgung Se was destroyed by Namgung Sang-hyeon and had to be rebuilt from the ground up.

It was a Murim-maeng that narrowly escaped an incident that almost caused self-immolation, but it was inevitable that the atmosphere was agitated.

It was a situation like this, but for one person, the situation of the Moorim Meng was good.

It is because her life has changed since ‘that day’ and even her air has become sweet.

Slam! Slam! Slam!

“Hwahaang! Oh!”

Dokgo Yakran, holding a tree with both hands and sticking her butt back, showed a face that no one else could see and a moan whenever the skin of her buttocks rippled.

Whoops!

“Whoaaaaa~~~~~~!!”

Then, as her strong semen filled her womb, she threw her upper body back and let out a groan as her whole body trembled.

“Haha…”

Jjib! Jjib!

“Ugh…!”

Then, as the ejaculating cock stabbed her pussy in front and behind, Dokgo Yakran, who had reached her climax, let out a moan and twisted her waist, pulled the back of the man’s hair who was happy just looking at her, and kissed her.

Behind her, Jincheon, who was holding on to her buttocks, which kept the golden ratio of her softness and firmness, was dragged into her hands and enjoyed the afterglow of her climax.

Tsuup tsurup-

“Fuhaa…”
“Whoa…”

As they parted their mouths, a long transparent thread hung from each other’s tongues.

“Haa… I think I know that everyone volunteered to be your woman. What’s the use of money or status when you can feel this pleasure?”

In the past, she had the typical upper-class values ​​that power, money, and position determine a person’s worth.

However, as she continued to savor her Jincheon’s cock, she soon became a slave to her pleasure, and she learned that this pleasure was more important than anything else.

“Heh. Isn’t that too low for what the master of the hyeongyeong said?”

Jincheon deliberately laughed and poked her cervix with her cock, gently swaying her waist and applying her pleasure to the part she poked with her glans.

“Ah! Now…Wait… There…Don’t go round and round…!”

Master of Hyungyeong? A master who can split mountains and rivers with one sword?

‘Sleep… Pond… I will win… Uh… !’

However, even such a master couldn’t beat his dick, so all he did was whimper.

Until now, there had been countless elixirs, training, and sacrifices to become stronger, but nothing was of any use in front of the cock.

Iron write!

“Kyahiik!”

Then, when I suddenly hit her waist hard, Dokgo Yakran must have felt the climax, and both legs started to tremble.

Then Jincheon turned her body around, grabbed her hips and lifted her up.

“Don’t you feel like a couple when you’re facing each other like this?”
“Ah…”

Hearing his words, I really feel that way.

Dokgo Yakran gave up resistance to the gaze of the man who wanted her, and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Poke!

“Jincheon! Jincheon! I love you! I love you!”

Now that she couldn’t even think of a life without Jincheon, a life without this pleasure, she let out a moan at Jincheon.

*        *

“Haa…Howum…”

Dokgo Yakran, who was completely soaked in sweat, bit Jincheon’s cock and fixed it in a sweeping position so that her head would not get in the way.

‘No matter how I look at this posture, I like it.’

The sight of her long-haired woman fixing her hair and sucking her cock felt strangely lewd, so Jincheon put her hand on her head and stroked it.

Although it still feels immature, the tongue movements that show the enthusiasm of hard work are worth enjoying.

“Jincheon.”
“Hmm?”

Dokgo Yakran, who sucked all his cock like that, opened his mouth as if he remembered something.

“These days, Jegaljin keeps asking me to sleep with him.”
“In the family?”
“Adults say it doesn’t matter because they’ll get married anyway, but rather encourage them.”
“Hmm, did you feel a sense of crisis?”

She leaned on Jincheon’s shoulder with an annoyed expression.

“I don’t even want to be in the same room with him anymore.”
“Don’t worry. He won’t try to get you by force either. No, he can’t exactly.”

Jin Cheon brushed her hair and advised that if she refused, even Zhuge Jin would not be able to say anything.

“Can’t you just show your strength? In that case, a family that likes practical things might break off the engagement.”

In fact, Dokgo Yakran, who learned that Jincheon had the strongest power in the history of her world, whined to her to show her sincere power.

Of course, she only heard it, though she doesn’t know how strong it is.

“Put.”
“What? Why are you laughing?”
“No, it’s because I can’t imagine your original appearance.”
“How did I look?”
“Cold, cold, and distant. I didn’t expect her to be this cute.”
“Ears… Are they cute…?”

Dokgo Yakran, who had often heard the words pretty and beautiful, but had never heard the word cute, felt her heart resonate.

“Hold on a little longer. Pacheonhoeju, if you catch him, I’ll declare you my woman. I don’t care what Dokgose or the others say.”
“Yeah… I’ll wait…”

If he doesn’t kill Pacheonhoeju and announces that she is his woman, a huge problem will arise.

If you put your mind to it, you can easily deal with Zhuge Jin, but it’s annoying, so I’m deliberately avoiding it.

Even if you fight, you have to fight after killing Pacheonhoeju to avoid trouble.

Although it is accurate to say that all the remaining people take on the problem.

“Hmm?”

At that time, Jincheon, who felt something, glared at the Moorim League’s camp beyond the forest.

“I can feel…Something.”

Dokgo Yakran, a master of Hyeongyeong, also felt a slightly ominous energy, if not as much as Jincheon.

“Kuk-kuk.”

Sensing the source of the ominous energy, Jincheon laughed softly.

“I’m getting ready.”
“Preparation?”
“I’m warming up. Before I go all out.”

After Jincheon was properly washed with her through the streams around her, she made her preparations to return to the Murimmaeng.

“Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow if it’s late. He’s coming.”
“…”

Dokgo Yakran also knew who the ‘guy’ was.

It was because it reminded me of an unidentified master who was sure to die if it wasn’t for Zhuge Jin.

*        *

Jincheon’s prediction happened exactly around noon the next day.

The warriors of the Murimmaeng, who were watching the enemy’s movements, all agreed.

-The enemy is concentrating all his power.-

The number of Demonic Cults and Pacheonhoes, which had been quiet for the past few days, had increased more than before.

In addition, there were also some wounded people, some with bandages on their arms or legs, who appeared on the front line with weapons.

It was a strong expression of will to end it in a short-term battle, risking everything.

The Murim Maeng also read this situation and recognized that this battle would be a crucial war that would determine whether or not the Murim existed.

However, if others were nervous about numbers, masters above a certain level were nervous about a man.

“That… That person… Who is that…?”
“How could a human have such power…!”

Dokgogupae, known as the master of the Hyeongyeong Police, and the head of Shaolin Temple, Ambassador Hyeonyeong, who led the Shaolin monks and descended from the mountain in the crisis of Murim, could not take their eyes off the side of Pacheonhoe.

No, to be precise, her gaze is fixed on a man who is at the forefront.

‘Finally you’re here. Pacheonhoeju… !’

Jegaljin swallowed dry saliva at the slowly approaching Pacheonhoeju.

He is the biggest wall he has to overcome.

However, Zhuge Jin felt comforted that even if he was behind in the overall number, he was not inferior to the number of masters.

Dokgo Yakran succeeded in reviving himself and himself.

And Dokgo Gupae, master of the same Hyeongyeong, Ambassador Hyeonyeong, and swordsman Seo Yuran who are much stronger than before returning.

‘I don’t like him, but…’

Jincheon was an existence that did not exist before returning and took away those who were supposed to be her women.

I don’t like it, but it’s a clear fact that it’s a big help in this war.

And the power of the heavenly killer, Black Jin-ye, who should have died before returning, and the new high school girl Seon Ga-ryeong, whom he did not know, and the mother and daughter of Sun Dancer, will ensure that each part does not collapse.

“Everyone must have felt it. That he is not an enemy to fight for his ego.”
“Um…”
“Amituofo…”

To Zhugegaljin’s assertion, all other masters at the prefectural police level expressed tacit agreement.

Go Chun-yu’s presence was overwhelming enough to make the sense of crisis that Moorim’s existence would be erased if it collapsed here was greater than his pride.

As the army of the Pacheonhoe and Demonic Cult approached while encircling the Murim Meng, they stopped moving.

Pacheonhoeju Go Chun-yu opened his mouth by spreading deep internal energy to break the enemy’s momentum before the battle that could erase Murim.

-Listen to the false beings who disturb this world.-

“Kuh!?”
“Wha…What…! This overwhelming power…!”

The warriors of the Murimmaeng, who felt the profound waves of inner power that they had never felt since they were born, began to hear voices.

Commander-level warriors shouted to calm down, but the wave of inner air that Go Chun-yu conveyed was overwhelming enough to thwart such efforts.

-My name is Kochunyu. It is the result of you Murim people.

Then he briefly explained why he hated Murim.

It was because they felt that their hearts would be relieved even a little if they knew what kind of sins they had committed before they died.

After learning what he had gone through and the driving force behind his hatred for Murim, the Murim guild’s murmur grew even louder.

-Shut up!-

Seo Yu-ran did not lose there and spread her own aura to her rebuttal.

-Those who harm your family are clearly at fault! If you would avenge them, I would have raised my sword for you!-

Seo Yu-ran, who did not deny the wrongdoing of those who harmed Ko Chun-yu and his family, opened his mouth again with an angry voice.

-One! Hating the entire Murim people through the actions of only a dozen people is the result of being caught in anger and anger! To put it that way, what is the difference between a man whose family was killed by the man who wielded the sword and who hated all the men who wielded the sword!-

She insisted that it was irrational and unreasonable for his hatred to be inflicted on all Murim members.

“That’s right! We must have suffered to be pitied, but why are you forcing that sin on us!”
“I can’t die in that stupid rage!”

Ko Chun-yu’s momentum, which had been pressuring everyone, was pushed back by Seo Yu-ran’s momentum.

After that, the warriors of the Murimmaeng, who found out that the arrow of his anger was wrong, were convinced once again that justice was with them.

Since he did not come here to argue, Ko Chun-yu, who did not refute Seo Yu-ran’s argument, drew his sword.

“Erase Murim here!”
“Let’s build the rock of the Millennium Demonic Cult on the fertile land of Murim in Jungwon!”

Subsequently, the heavenly horse, Kwak Joong-heon, raised the morale of the demon cultists by promising fertile land in the middle plain to the demon cultists who had lived in the rugged and difficult to farm mountains.

Wowaaaaa!!

A large army of Makyo and Pacheonhoe, which surrounded the Murim Alliance, began to arrive, and the warriors of the Murim Alliance ran towards their respective directions for a counterattack.

“For the future of Moorim!”
“This is a fight in which not only our future but also the existence of Moorim is at stake!”

The Murim Maeng also raised his morale, recognizing that this battle was at stake for Murim’s life and death.

A loser is not simply defeated; everything is gone.

The fight for each other’s existence began with a collision.