The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 151



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Episode 151

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Damn it.

Seopmu Gwang looked at those who appeared before him.

The faces of those dressed in black and rushing in were clearly tense.

Submu-gwang’s eyebrows furrowed as he saw the face of the one at the forefront.

It was spherical.

Where have I seen you? It hasn’t been that long since I last saw this face.

Where on earth… .

“Are you the god of wind and thunder?”

When I heard the man’s voice, I suddenly remembered where I had seen him.

“… Black Cloud Commander…?”

“You know me.”

As you know.

Isn’t that where you first saw the kid?

The wave that the little kid had turned upside down all by himself and had even stolen the Daehwandan was definitely the Heukunbang.

What kind of idiots would be so upset over a kid, I can’t even remember his name.

Why are these guys here…?

“If you do that, the conversation will be faster.”

Black Cloud Ark took something out of his bosom and held it out in front of Seop Mu-gwang.

Submu-gwang’s eyes shook slightly when he saw that.

What the Black Cloud Ark held in his hand was a red knot decoration.

The same shape as the one he had hung on the sword he had given to the boy as a gift.

“He said, ‘If you show me this, I will tell you.’ He gave it to us and told us to help the god of wind and thunder.”

“… .”

Seopmu-kwang was unable to continue speaking.

So now, these Black Cloud Bandits were here to help him.

That too according to the legend.

“under.”

A sigh of relief burst out on its own.

I can’t believe it.

How on earth did he know I would come here and send someone like that?

The same goes for dogmatism.

As if he had anticipated this situation.

Even though he is a smart kid, isn’t this an issue that feels strange?

One, I survived thanks to that.

“… The disciple’s blessing is truly amazing… .”

Pick, a laugh escaped my lips.

The moment I realized that it was safe, all the strength in my body disappeared as if it were a lie.

“What…!”

My eyes went dark.

Seopmu-kwang lost consciousness.

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Seolhwa sent Heukunbang to the place where Seopmu Gwang died in his previous life.

I went to Heukunbang myself before entering the Hwasanpa to get the ingredients for the poison.

If I didn’t get help, I was going to threaten him, but surprisingly, Heukwoonbang complied obediently.

It was a little strange that he felt deep awe in the gaze of the Black Cloud Ark looking at him.

‘Did we meet safely?’

Before that, did you take poison pills?

I’ve prepared, but the results will depend on Submu Kwang’s decision.

The only thing that gave Seolhwa some peace of mind was the appearance of Hwiwol.

“Lord Soru… Are you finally crazy? How can I be happy?”

In his previous life, Hwiwol bragged about killing Seopmuwang.

I chased after Submu-gwang, who had barely escaped from my subordinates who had become my common-law wife, and ended up suffocating him.

However, the blood horse did not like that.

Since he wanted to kill everyone belonging to Namgung with Seolhwa’s hands, he was upset that Chilwol, not Seolhwa, moved on his own.

‘That’s why I didn’t take action even though I saw July dying in front of me at the hands of another month.’

Because of the incident where he killed Submu-gwang, July was completely free from the eyes of the Blood Demon.

In any case, it was truly fortunate that Chilwol, who had chased after Submu-gwang in her previous life, was right before my eyes.

“It was also your doing to give the peony to the child named Myeong.”

“How did you know that?”

“Oh, Hyeolju isn’t the type of person to play such childish pranks.”

“As expected, Lord Soru… You even knew who Lord Oh Hyeol was? I only found out today that Lord Oh Hyeol was the first swordsman of the Hwasan Mountain. Oh, of course, this is a secret. Even Lord Oh Hyeol doesn’t know why I came here.”

Hwiwol was still moving independently.

What was different from her previous life was that her interest was directed at herself, not at Submu-gwang.

“Don’t worry. It won’t matter to you at all if Oh Hyeol-ju finds out. You’re going to die by my hands today anyway.”

“With that body? Lord Soru, you are truly fearless. But, wouldn’t it be Lord Soru who dies and not me?”

Hwiwol took out his sword.

Her eyes curved like crescent moons.

Seolhwa raised her head and looked up at the moon in the sky.

The moonlight was shining brightly, but where Whi-wol was, there were so many trees that there was only darkness without any moonlight.

Seolhwa put strength into her feet.

He kicked the ground and leaped towards the Whiwol standing under the darkness.

Hwiwol smiled and picked up his sword leisurely.

But that leisure soon completely disappeared.

Shh- whoosh-!

Seolhwa swung her sword.

Boom! Kwung-!

The trees near Hwiwol fell as Seolhwa swung her sword.

“Wh, what…!”

Hwiwol looked at the fallen trees, visibly embarrassed.

Seolhwa stared at her like that and continued to cut down the trees around her.

Boom! Kwung! Boom!

A red aura bloomed like a mist from the sword of Seolhwa.

The black tree, loaded with aerodynamics, was sliced ​​like tofu.

As the sword of the Tale moved, trees fell one by one.

As Seol-hwa was cutting down trees around Hwi-wol, at one point she looked up at the top of a tree.

“Found it.”

Blame, tadak-!

Seolhwa quickly climbed up the tree.

“Oh, no!”

Hwiwol followed her belatedly, and soon someone was thrown out of the tree with a “Kaang-!” sound.

He fell in front of Hwiwol, who was running towards him, before he could find a suitable landing position.

Hwiwol ran to him in a hurry.

Rustle.

The leaves rustled.

The two men looked up at Seol-hwa, who was standing on the tree and looking down.

The Soruju of Hwaoru.

Young but ruthless, the best assassin in Hwaoru.

Percussion!

Seolhwa jumped down from the tree and stood in front of the two people.

I looked at Hwiwol, and at a woman with the same face as Hwiwol.

“Is this your first time seeing it in person? Yeongwol (影月).”

The owner of the nine blood seals.

It is the twin of July, Hwiwol, and is called Yeongwol because it moves like Hwiwol’s shadow.

“How… don’t you know…?”

“That there are two of us?”

“That’s not all.”

“You know how we fight, right?”

The two spoke alternately, as if they were one person speaking.

Their appearance, voice, and even the clothes they wore were similar, so they really looked like one person and their shadow.

Chorrrruk-

As Hwiwol moved her right hand, something very thin was sucked into her sleeve.

Yeongwol also moved her left hand, and something was sucked into her sleeve.

“What the….”

“How did you know?”

Seolhwa laughed as she watched the two people being embarrassed.

“How did you know? That there were two of you? That your weapons were silver thread? Or, how did you know that the silver thread was tied to a tree and that it was a trap?”

That was why Seolhwa cut down the trees around Hwiwol first.

These twins, who use silver as their main weapon, like to weave silver webs like spiders and wait for their prey to pounce.

He enjoys watching his enemies rush in without noticing the trap, and then get torn to pieces right before his eyes because they can’t dodge the sharp silver arrows.

As expected from a blood cult, they are blood-crazy.

“I was a good player, but it would be a waste to fall for such a shallow trick.”

fault-!

This time, Seol-hwa really rushed towards the two people.

The moonlight was bright where the trees had been cut down, and the silver temple would also shine brightly under the moonlight.

Whirl-! Kaang-!

The two people spread out to either side to face the oncoming Seolhwa, giving and receiving each other’s blessings, pulling each other in a tight manner.

The two strands of silver clashed with the sword of the snow flower, making a sharp sound.

Chorus!

As the two people simultaneously stepped in the same direction, the teacher began to wrap the sword of Seolhwa around them as if it were a living being.

Seolhwa spun around in the opposite direction of the thread, escaping the tangle and swinging her sword towards Hwiwol.

Kang! Kakang!

Hwiwol blocked Seolhwa’s sword with her tightly held silver sword and aimed for Seolhwa’s vital point with her silver sword.

But the teacher’s speed could not keep up with Seol-hwa’s movements.

Shririk-!

Seol-hwa turned away from Hwi-wol at the sound she heard from behind.

The sword that was flying towards Seolhwa’s wrist was hit by her sword and bounced away.

Taking advantage of that gap, Seolhwa attacked Hwiwol again.

Kang-! Kakak, kaang!

The sword that had become taut from blocking the attack with black energy was slowly digging into Hwiwol’s hand, and soon blood was dripping down.

As the attack continued, Hwiwol’s expression wavered.

Whirilirik-!

Yeongwol’s teacher has come in again, taking advantage of the gap in the story.

As Seolhwa retreated to avoid it, Hwiwol also distanced himself from Seolhwa.

With a “Kaang-!” sound, Yeongwol’s teacher returned.

“With just a sword.”

“We can’t cut our thread!”

The two men simultaneously moved their swords, targeting Seolhwa’s arms and legs.

Seolhwa kicked the ground and jumped up, knocking away the Eunsa who was aiming for her arm.

“I got caught!”

But instead of going back, the two men’s gifts collided in midair, and using that power, flew towards the floating Seolhwa.

It was a decisive blow aimed at Seol-hwa’s ankles, which had nowhere to run in the air.

“it’s okay!”

“it’s okay!”

The moment when two people cheered at the same time.

Kaang-!

Seol-hwa swung her sword and struck down one of the two silver arrows, then kicked away her own sword and unleashed the Submu-gwang’s magic.

A technique that can be unleashed with a very small step and can produce lightning-like movements in an instant.

‘The Poisonous Martial Arts of the Wind and Thunder God.’

It was a thunder shadow step.

“no!!”

“…!”

The sharp scream of the whirlwind echoed through the air.

At the same time.

Crunch-

The sword of Seolhwa cut off Yeongwol’s neck.