The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 189

Episode 189 Hao Wen Ju’s secret language

“Your friend’s behavior is so absurd.”

Saekma responded to the words of the Three Confucius.

“Not friends.”

The Three Confucius nodded.

“No matter what, it will be difficult to escape the Butcher.”

“so.”

“You are a disciple of the Sword Demon, so you must have quite a bit of skill. Even if you survive here without dying, you won’t be able to handle the Butcher either. Whether it’s your master or Baek Eung-ji’s crazy bastards, if the headquarters directly comes forward, they will all die anyway. Why not entrust yourself to the church in advance? Kneeling down to ask for help when you are in need and proudly joining the church after receiving my invitation in advance will have very different meanings. “I will treat you well for your skills.”

The three demons looked up at the Three Confucius.

“Isn’t the fight for successor going smoothly? Why not figure out the topic and retire early? When I heard from my teacher, the only thing that made you better than other archdukes was your cruelty. They say there is not enough martial arts and there is not enough intelligence. I heard that even my mother’s family’s power is weak. It is appropriate for you to bow your head at Master’s feet in advance and at least serve him. “Three Confucius.”

The Three Princes spoke to their subordinates.

“Kill it. “Anyway, you can just decorate it as if it was processed by a butcher.”

Saek Ma recalled the conversation he had with Hao Wenju.

‘How many people can you hit with the strongest ice ball?’

The devil answered the same way as before.

“… … Fifty sixty people.”

The Three Confucius narrowed his eyes and asked again.

“what? What are you saying.”

“I’m talking to myself.”

The guest room was not spacious.

The Three Confucius’ subordinates number about ten.

As the siege was slowly narrowing on this floor, in front, and on the left, the three Dukes’ subordinates rushed in at the same time.

The demon muttered while lightly covering his nose and mouth with the back of his hand.

“One island of moonlight.”

In an instant, white cold air spread out in all directions silently from the demon’s entire body.

Blah blah blah!

The Three Confucius, who blocked the cold air of Moonlight Sun on this floor with their double heads crossed, retreated to the back of the guesthouse. All of the Three Princes’ subordinates who had swung their swords near the demon were frozen.

Saekma sighed as he was dissatisfied with the coldness of Moonlight Island, which was played for the first time in actual combat. White breath flowed from her mouth.

The demon ripped the liquor bottle off the table and started smashing the heads of the frozen people one by one.

puck!

The monotonous sound of hitting continued without anyone screaming. The man who beat all his subordinates to death with frozen liquor bottles spoke as he went up to the second floor of the guesthouse.

“Where have you gone, son of the cult leader? “Let’s stick together.”

Saek Ma arrived on this floor and approached the three subordinates of the Duke of Confucius, who had relatively high power. He could not easily guess whether the power of the Moonlight Ilsom was low or the depth of the Three Dukes’ subordinates. Anyway, these guys were trying hard as if they were trying to free a clogged blood vessel.

There, too, the demon checked and beat to death those who were still unable to move with frozen liquor bottles.

Suddenly, I looked around and saw that the wall on this floor was broken.

When the demon stuck his head out and looked outside, everything around him was quiet.

“… … Three Confucius, are you really running away? “There is no way the cult leader’s son would be afraid of the Sword Demon’s disciple.”

The color demon jumped down to the broken place and watched the darkness. From a little distance away, the voice of the Three Confucius broke the silence.

“Sr. Butcher! “This way!”

The demon opened his eyes wide.

“… … hmm.”

There was silence for a moment.

A sound of astonishment came from the mouth of the three princes.

“no… … !”

A sound was heard as if the direction was suddenly changing, followed by the sound of two people performing a light attack in the darkness. However, one side seemed to have caught up with the other side soon, as the sound of weapons clashing fiercely echoed in the night sky.

The demon overheard the sound of the fight and approached quietly like a stray cat.

‘This country bumpkin is not someone who can be easily defeated.’

The demon approached without making a sound on purpose and then watched the two people face off under the moonlight.

“… … .”

Of course, the three princes were swinging their swords.

Hao Wen-ju appeared out of nowhere, holding a bloody butcher knife in his hand.

The demon watched the fight between the two with narrowed eyes.

The Three Confucius of the Demonic Cult versus Hao Wen’s Country Boy.

It was not immediately clear who was higher in internal strength, but his swordsmanship and swordsmanship were excellent.

In fact, it was a ridiculous scene to see two young people fighting so fiercely. This is because one of them is the son of a demonic cult leader. The latter-day indexes of his age that Saekma knew were weak enough to be compared to the son of the Ma cult leader.

So, it seemed like a twist that Hao Wenju was exceptionally strong now.

At first glance, Hao Wen-ju’s method seemed to be slightly faster.

Since they were using short butcher knives, the two people were fighting with sparks flying here and there as if they were matched against each other. Both of them had excellent light attacks, so their positions quickly moved away and then came closer, and then they clashed in the air, and as soon as they hit the ground, they exchanged offense and defense in an instant.

The demon grinned as he watched.

‘Hey, it’s fun to watch the fight. Ban Si-jin will have to fight more to reach the conclusion, right?’

At this time, an unpleasant laugh that sounded like a mixture of metal sounds came out of Hao Wenjue’s mouth.

“Uhhhh… … .”

The color demon looked at his forearm. The moment I thought that Hao Wen-ju’s voice was similar to that of Butcher Baekga, chicken meat appeared on his forearms.

The color demon looked at Hao Wenju, feeling strange and curious at the same time.

‘During this time, imitating vocal cords?’

By the way, why is the method used with a butcher knife so smooth? It was a unique drawing method that had never been seen before in Baekdo. This is because it was an ignorant method of giving up defense and launching an all-out offensive attack. It was also a technique that seemed to go very well with a butcher knife.

When an unidentifiable suspicion began to well up in the heart of the color demon, Hao Wen-ju’s voice was heard.

“Three Confucius, your skills are quite good.”

“… … .”

The Three Princes seemed to have no power to respond as they were swinging their long swords with all their might.

Instead, Hao Wenzhou’s words continued as he brandished a butcher knife.

“Hao Wenju fought quite well.”

“… … .”

“I ripped off the skin on my face and used a bast mask. They took my clothes and my sword. “You too were fooled.”

Although the voice was very similar to that of the Butcher Baek family, the color demon was sardonic.

‘A lie that won’t work anywhere…’ … .’

But Saekma soon wiped the cynicism from his face. This is because the expressions on the faces of the three princes, who were fighting so dangerously that their lives were at stake, were very serious.

Hao Wenzhou suddenly shouted.

“I only have 1,000 hermits… … One thousand? “One thousand!”

Every time he shouted, the butcher knife fell vertically as if struck by lightning.

Cheek! Kang! Kang!

Although it was a simple attack, the speed was very fast, so the three princes retreated one after another and focused on defense.

Hao Wen-ju said as he attacked the three princes.

“I became a murderer because of people like you. Every time, they paid money to kill someone. You bastards, you are no different from my master. They’re the same guys. Those who pay money to kill people! There is no difference between a demonic cult or a white-robed scholar. I’ll kill you first. “It’s revenge.”

The Three Confucius engulfed his sword energy and struck the butcher knife fiercely, then stepped back and spoke in an urgent tone.

“You really are a butcher… … .”

The Three Princes twisted their bodies without speaking, but were soon struck in the knee by a flashing butcher knife, and quickly spun around twice in the air. Blood sprayed out along with the sound.

The demon who was watching covered his mouth with his hand.

‘creeps… … That’s what happened.’

Hao Wen-ju, who closed the distance in an instant, kicked the face of the Three Confucius, who had barely managed to keep his balance.

puck!

Hao Wenzhou laughed, shaking his shoulders, and approached the three princes who were lying on the floor.

“Three Confucius, it’s me.”

“Senior?”

“It’s me. Because it’s me. Because that’s me.”

Hao Wenzhou approached, giggling, then suddenly lunged and stamped the three princes’ faces with his foot.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

When the three princes, who barely managed to avoid rolling to the side, hit the ground with their right hands and jumped up, Hao Wen-ju approached him before he knew it and landed a strike.

The Three Princes were looking at Hao Wenzhou with an expression as if they were about to faint.

Hao Wen-ju, who ended the fight with a truly strange method, opened his mouth while keeping his eyes on the darkness.

“Are you a poop?”

Only then did the demon stand up, heaving a sigh of relief.

“phew… … . grow.”

Shit, that’s right.

As soon as the Butcher confirmed Hao Wen-ju’s secret language, which he could not understand, the color demon completely relaxed. Even the horse was doubting that the butcher had survived. The similar voice and the strange figure of the knife cutting man looked so crazy that I was mistaken.

The color demon suddenly made eye contact with Hao Wenju and flinched without realizing it.

“… … It’s a surprise. You crazy bastard. Don’t glare. This is my first time seeing a crazy person like you. “What happened to the butcher?”

Hao Wenju looked at the three princes and spoke in a casual tone.

“What happens? What happens? Butchered. “It’s a little late because I buried it.”

Hao Wenzhu spoke in a serious voice to the three princes.

“Three Confucius.”

“… … .”

“I sent the butcher to the ghost hell. Why is it hell? Since he usually kills poor people and eats their human flesh, he is probably waiting to be submerged at the entrance to the Hell of Ghosts, and not anywhere else. What do you think? I am asking seriously now. That guy must have gone to hell, right?”

“… … .”

“One, two, three.”

When the Three Princes failed to respond, Hao Wen-ju’s hand reached out and gave the Three Princes a hard slap. With a thud sound, three or four teeth fell out of the Three Princes’ mouths.

The demon watched and sighed.

“Hey, Moonju. Did you forget what Master said? Whether we kill or not kill has very different results. Let’s take him to Master first. It’s not too late to kill him later. “If Baek Eung-ji, the leader of the cult, appears, something terrible will happen.”

Hao Wen-ju nodded and spoke to the Three Princes.

“You can kill him later, but if the three princes do not respond, I will kill you right now. Those who eat human flesh will fall into hell. what do you think about it. “Answer me.”

The Three Confucius spat blood-stained spit on the floor and then answered.

“To agree. “I think so too.”

“okay?”

“… … .”

“Are you asking a guy like that to kill me? “Have you ever seen this kind of dog?”

The demon sighed and crossed his arms. Since it was impossible to stop Hao Wenju, who was half out of his mind, he had no choice but to leave the three princes in charge.

Hao Wenzhou asked while holding the Three Princes’ hair.

“Did your great father teach you that this was the way of magic?”

As Hao Wenzhou continued to hit the three princes’ faces, a thud sound was heard and their heads turned.

“Is it evil to pay a human flesh eater to commit murder? My patience ends here. “Answer well.”

The Three Princes, who had been beaten in a stiff posture for a long time, answered.

“It doesn’t seem to be a magic spell. “You will be ashamed of my actions.”

Hao Wen-ju said while glaring at the Three Princes.

“yes? It is not magic. It is impossible for non-humans to take Tao and stick it anywhere. “It seems like the leader was so busy that he educated his children like idiots.”

The Three Princes asked with a wry look in their eyes.

“What on earth is magic?”

Hao Wen-ju said while hitting the three princes on the head.

“I don’t know, you bastard. Am I a master of magic? Why are you asking me? You should ask the person you want to ask. Ask your religious leader. “Then I’ll tell you to f*ck off because I’m busy right now.”

The color demon made eye contact with Hao Wen-ju, then nodded and said.

“Stop talking nonsense and let’s go.”

“check.”

The color demon nodded and tapped Hao Wenju on the shoulder.

“But how did the Butcher win? “You looked strong.”

“It’s long, so to speak. Heaven helped. “What would you know if you stare at a woman’s butt?”

The demon nodded.

“check.”

The devil felt a little strange. Does it feel like one more secret word that only Hao Wen-ju and himself can understand?

The female language was roughly like this.

s*ut, s*ut, country bumpkin, check.

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