Chapter 423 – 36. Coming to Moorim
Unfortunately, the poison doesn’t work on Yoo-eun, who is blatantly favored by the system.
Even if it works, it has so much mana that the natural dissipation time is incredibly long, and of course, processing the fire in the meantime is a piece of cake.
Widely.
Seohyun roughly put down her drinking glass and abruptly stretched out her hand in the direction of Hwa-wol.
The destination is Hwawol’s hair.
Even if Yoo-eun did not actually suffer any harm, she was already deadly for attempting to harm her.
Because Hwa-wol is a pretty woman, she is a lifelong jizz-drainer type.
After coming to that conclusion, Seohyun grabbed Hwawol’s head without hesitation.
“?!”
“Has it been four years?”
As she pulled her hair toward herself, her luscious body she fell over the legs of the sitting Yueun.
“Kyaaak!!”
“Oops.”
Sensing the touch, Yoo Eun smiled and put down her drinking glass her.
She was going to eat it, but wouldn’t she be able to take it even more deliciously anyway if she made her justification like this?
So much poison is nothing.
“W-what are you doing… It is!!”
Hwawol, who grabbed her by the hair of her, belatedly expressed his anger at her.
But that wasn’t Seohyun’s part-time job for her.
Whether she’s angry or not, what matters is that she tried to harm her eunuch her.
“What are you doing?”
Seohyun smiled viciously and forced her mouth open, then took her bottle and poured it all into her mouth her.
It was not easy to drink because she was in a prone position with only her face and her tilted back.
A drink dripping down again.
As Hwawol felt her throat her tickle, she realized something was wrong.
‘Oh, how did you know… ?’
Unless she knew that her alcohol her was poisonous, would n’t she grab her by the hair her and stuff the entire bottle into her mouth her as soon as she drank?
You obviously know.
“Master, what shall we do with this bitch?”
“Hmm~ Well. What can I do?”
“Since this bitch dared to stand up to her master her, and she looks pretty useless except for her face her, why don’t you put it in the toilet seat?”
“It’s a meat changer. Hehe.”
Yoo Eun smirked and stroked Hwawol’s buttocks.
She imagined the soft skin hidden under the fine silk clothes her, and whenever she felt a curve, she applied a little force to check her every nook and cranny.
Kyung.
“Suck..!”
Around that time, Hwa-Wol forcibly swallowed all the alcohol.
Seohyun removed her bottle from her lips and roughly threw it away.
“Cuck… Kahak… Me, i…”
Hwawol, stricken with fear, coughed and hurriedly continued.
“I am the wife of the Xi’an Jangwonju!! If you touch me–“
“Wonju of Xi’an? What is it?”
“I do not know. Wouldn’t it be a reasonable level of local maintenance?”
Even if she was a manor woman, Nabal, and the wife of the Murim lord, she would rather like it, let alone be afraid.
She did n’t know that Yueun was more of an NTL loyalist than her Jojo her, so she said something she should n’t have said.
“Well, you mean you’re a married woman anyway?”
As expected, Yoo Eun did not hide the corner of her mouth her that went up in a circle, and she raised Hwa-wol’s body her to sit down.
Hwa-wol, who misunderstood this and thought that her own words had worked, tried to follow her elated words again….
“Seohyun, I will eat the front, so you eat the back. Because you are, I give you a special virgin.”
“Thank you, Master.”
In the conversation between Yueun and Seohyeon, she realized that her thoughts were wrong.
She did n’t know what it was about giving back to a woman and she did n’t want to know, but it was definitely the biggest crisis of her life.
“Anyone!! Anybody come in!! Come on!!!!”
She called out to people outside with a louder voice than when she was born.
Then, the warriors who had been waiting in advance to subdue the fallen Yueuns from acid poisoning immediately rushed into the room.
“Luju?!”
Goedong was also there, but when Yooeun, who should have been lying helplessly, moved normally, she looked at Hwawol with a look of bewilderment.
“Five. What. Are they warriors?”
“Come on, save me!! Hurry!!! Kill these bastards!!!!”
“Yes?”
“Uh huh. It’s too much to kill. Hwawol-chan.”
Yoo-eun smiled and hugged Hwa-wol, and then she touched her buttocks as if kneading them.
“Hey!!”
“Luju!!”
It was only then that the warriors who grasped the situation drew their swords and charged at once.
However,
“Seiko, you take care of it. Seohyun is preparing.”
“”Yes. Master.””
There’s no way that a mere warrior from Juru could deal with the Yueuns.
Seohyun started looking for something useful to commit Hwawol together, and Seiko got up and dealt with the warriors.
“Die!!”
A fierce warrior who cuts down a sharpened sword.
He dutifully carried out her duties even as she drool over Seiko’s gaudy appearance of her.
No, it’s kind of hard to say that I’m faithful.
Hwawol clearly told them to kill them, but they had no intention of killing Seiko and Seohyeon.
The looks of the two girls are too wasteful to kill.
Their mindset is to moderately injure them, subdue them, and then eat them back.
‘I’m going to eat this Juru at this point!’
The same goes for their leader, Goedong.
I was thinking of subduing this situation and taking off Rouge.
Her husband her, Xi’an Zhang Yuanju? Does not matter. It’s just one maintenance anyway. It’s not some kind of Moorim sect, it’s just a neighborhood rich man.
Then the job is simple.
After he violated Hwawol a lot, he forced him to write a contract and swallowed Hwawolru. After that, if you have enemies in Sapa Murim and receive the protection of a suitable munpa, only Jangwonju will not be able to touch you.
‘Whoops. It’s my world now!’
After having a pleasant imagination, Goedong stretched out his hand and shouted.
“Don’t kill me! I just cut off my arm… Yes?”
Pooh!
But all of that is just an illusion.
The man who confronted Seiko was already dead with his body split in half, and a fountain of blood spewing out a fountain of severed blood with a creaking sound from the arm that Godong proudly extended.
“Radish… Son… ?”
A flashing vision followed.
From Seiko’s point of view, it was a rough swing of the sword she had stolen from the man, but in a situation where her abilities of her were so vastly different, her attack of her was deadly.
The goblin that eventually splits in half.
“Ugh… Moo, moo… Moorim Master!!!”
Frightened warriors threw away their swords and surrendered, while others turned around and fled.
But Seiko had no interest in men other than her husband her, so she decapitated them all and pursued and killed those who escaped.
-Kyaaaaagh!!
The problem was that there was a hallway.
People were gathering one after another because of Hwawol’s screams, but even a murder occurred in that situation, so the nearby courtesans and people screamed.
– What are you doing!!
There must have been uninhabited people among them, and the sound of weapons being pulled out could be heard.
Yoo Eun raised her voice loudly at the judgment that additional orders were needed.
“Seiko~! You can kill all those who fight! Except for the women.”
– I will accept it.
Immediate response from Seiko.
In an instant, a desperate scream erupted.
Come and go
By this point, she was trembling as she realized that she was in a situation she could not handle.
“Sahsasa, save me… Please save me….”
Yueun hugged her with a benevolent smile and patted her on the back as she shed her tears.
“Don’t cry! This brother will never kill a beauty. Especially if you are a married woman.”
Then, with her other hand her, she grabbed the already inflated cock and brought it to Hwawol’s crotch.
“Ah….”
A tremendous presence felt between her thighs.
Hwawol expected what would happen to her in the future, but she did not have the courage to refuse.
Yoo Eun noticed her expression her and brought her mouth her to her ear her.
“Hwawol. Should I fuck you or not?”
“….”
Forced choice.
Although she has always considered herself a chaste woman, she knew very well what to answer here.
Only by breaking her own convictions, betraying her husband, and spreading her legs her in a nasty way can she survive.
Again.
Tears welling up in your eyes.
At the same time, her lips her opened.
“Fuck me… Please….”
“Oh clothes!”
After hearing her answer her, Yoo-eun lifted her buttocks and aimed her glans over her underwear her. And—
“If our flower wants to be driven, we have to be driven.”
Fu-wook!
She drove a huge butt stick right up to her root her.
The correct explanation is that she lowered her body.
“Ouch… Uh… Too… Big… !”
In a posture called face-to-face sitting position, a man and a woman sit facing each other and rub their arms against each other.
“Seohyun, are you ready?”
This is a good enough position, but that’s not the end.
Add one more.
“Yes. Master.”
It is Seohyun’s help.
She was sticking her flute, which had come from somewhere, into her cunt her.
“It’s a straight line, so it’s a little uncomfortable, but… I could.”
“Great.”
“To…? What…?”
Hwa-wol feels great anxiety.
Yueun laughed and spread her hips left and right.
She was covered in silk, but her parting hips were clearly visible.
“Then, excuse me.”
Seohyun came behind Hwawol, holding her flute in her own cunt.
“Ah… Ah….”
It was only then that Hwa-wol realized what he was talking about.
No, I already knew.
I just didn’t want to face it.
“No… No… Save me… Sorry! Help me!!”
I beg with tears pouring out, but the story has already ended.
With emotionless eyes, Seohyun removed the cloth covering Hwa-wol’s buttocks and aimed the flute at the back hole that revealed her small presence in her.
“Suck!”
Tsukook!!
“Aaaaa!!!!!!!!!!”
