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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1394


Episode 1394 It will be waiting for us. (4)

It’s dark and damp. The stench of something dried stung his nose. But even that awful smell just felt dull.

It’s familiar to Cheongmyeong.

The smell of the dead. That smell fills the surroundings. As if we were already halfway between life and death.

It’s not even new. Because from some point on, this smell didn’t go away around him. Like the scent of blood that doesn’t disappear no matter how much you wash it.

“Are you still alive?”

Cheongmyeong slightly turned his head at the question he heard. When he saw the person entering the cave, he nodded slowly.

“Well, it’s hard to risk human life.”

After hearing those words, Cheongmyeong leaned his head against the cave wall with a sad expression and asked.

“What about them?”

“I don’t think we know where we are yet… They are probably creating a siege net. Have you experienced it once or twice?”

“I guess so.”

Tang Bo clicked his tongue and frowned as he looked at Cheongmyeong’s condition.

“let’s see. “I think it’s fleeting.”

“Just leave it alone. “I won’t die.”

“Those guys who are running around say that and they are running around. “Move your arm away.”

Qingming frowned slightly, but Tang Bo didn’t pay any attention and violently slapped his arm away. A soft moan came out of Cheongmyeong’s mouth.

“Ugh, damn it…”

“Well, it looks like you’re in pain.”

Tang Bo, who had lifted the hem of his clothes, immediately distorted his face. A long cut from the armpit to the lower abdomen. It was a wound that had already been treated once, but it was re-opening and rotten blood and pus were pouring out.

“Is it possible that your muzzle doesn’t know how to spit out the word ‘treatment’? Or is the head so clean that such a concept does not even enter into it? “Have you removed the thousand-character sentence?”

“Close your mouth. Because it sucks.”

“You seem like a crazy person.”

Tang Bao mumbled and skillfully cut the threads that had sewn up Qingming’s wounds. Even though his stubborn wounds were being cut open, Cheongmyeong remained silent.

After being silent for a moment, Cheongmyeong asked.

“Is there anything left to drink?”

“There’s not enough to disinfect.”

“Give it to me.”

“No, you crazy guy. How many times do you say it? “Are you saying we don’t have enough things to disinfect?”

“Okay. “Give it to me.”

“Ha…”

Tang Bo looked at Cheongmyeong as if it was absurd and then shook his head. Then she untied the liquor from her belt and threw it towards Cheongmyeong’s face.

“Eat it and die quickly.”

chin.

Cheongmyeong grabbed the liquor bottle in front of his face and skillfully opened the lid with one hand. He poured the alcohol into his mouth in one go, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against the cave wall. Tang Bo muttered like a sigh.

“Maybe I’m possessed by a ghost who died from not being able to drink?”

“Upside down. Drink it before you turn into a ghost. “I won’t be able to drink it if I die.”

“Ha…”

Tang Bo shook his head as if he didn’t want to deal with him and looked at Qingming’s wounds again. She squeezes out the pus and cuts off the dead flesh. Any normal human being would be able to kill others without any hesitation, but a warrior like Cheongmyeong would be able to withstand it.

“I don’t have a clean cloth, you damn human! “I need to disinfect it with alcohol.”

However, Cheongmyeong did not pretend to listen and continued to drink alcohol. Tangbo rolled his eyes and swallowed his curse. It was his fault for trying to talk to this man.

Tang Bo, who applied the last remaining medicine as if covering Cheongmyeong’s wounds, flopped down next to Cheongmyeong.

“Give it to me.”

“Not even anything to drink…”

“I’m going to drink it too, so give it to me!”

Cheongmyeong chuckled and then handed the bottle of alcohol he was holding to Tangbo. Tang Bo nervously grabbed the bottle and took a gulp.

“Drink sparingly.”

“It’s better for me to eat it than for the patient to eat it.”

Cheongmyeong chuckled and laughed. Because that statement is not so wrong.

Tangbo put down the bottle and looked outside the cave. Now there are demonic cultists swarming like ants out there. It won’t be long before this place is discovered too.

“Boshu, Taoist brother.”

“why?”

“Will you be able to return alive?”

“well?”

An indifferent answer came back. Tang Bo sighed.

“So, let’s just let that damn bishop go. Is it right for you to come all the way here just to rip that bastard’s head off? If you die like this, you will die naturally! Natural death!”

“You killed the person who was supposed to kill you instead.”

“Are we about to die?”

“Then it can’t be helped.”

Tang Bo, who silently pulled his hair once, muttered something unintelligible. Anyone can understand that this is an unspeakable swear word against Cheongmyeong without any need to interpret it.

‘You look like you’re going to die…’

A strange smile appeared on Cheongmyeong’s lips.

What does that mean?

There are not just a few people who have died in this shitty land. All of them are rotting corpses, so what difference does adding Cheongmyeong’s corpse make?

As long as you’re alive, if there’s something to do, you just do it. Just because the price is death doesn’t mean you can’t do your job.

“If you look at Taoist Brother once in a while.”

“⋯⋯Huh?”

“You seem like a person with something wrong with your head.”

“⋯⋯.”

“No, that’s right. Well, I wonder if there is even one sane person among the so-called absolute powerhouses.”

“You too.”

Tangbo, who was momentarily speechless, laughed.

“That is correct. “If I were sane, I wouldn’t be around someone like you.”

“You just need to know.”

Cheongmyeong took the bottle of alcohol from Tang Bo’s hand and drank it. And then he pressed the cap of the bottle tightly.

He slowly stood up, lightly clenched and unclenched his fist, nodded, and handed the bottle of liquor he was holding to Tang Bo.

“Hang it well so it doesn’t break.”

“yes?”

“I have to drink it when I get back.”

“⋯⋯Are you going to leave now?”

“The harder the siege becomes, the more difficult it becomes to break through. “Let’s go.”

Tang Bo looked at Qingming with a puzzled expression.

Of course, what Cheongmyeong said was not wrong. As time passes, the siege becomes thicker and more dangerous. This means that the chances of returning alive are further reduced.

But isn’t that something that should be said while considering the person’s condition? Can we break through that siege in this current state of clarity?

Tang Bo said, biting the inside of his mouth tightly.

“No, brother… If you wait any longer, help might come. Cheongmunjin…”

But there was no answer back. Tang Bo also sighed.

Actually, he knows. The main unit is not in a position to support these two people right now. Wasn’t the reason why Cheongmyeong unreasonably aimed for the bishop’s head in the first place to save the main army that had been raided?

It would be impossible to dispatch a support team in a situation where just handling the situation would be difficult.

“When you’re done crying, get up.”

“Someone said they were crying…”

Tang Bo finally got up while grumbling. The eyes were quickly scanning Cheongmyeong’s body again.

“Can you fight?”

“He’s probably stronger than you.”

“⋯⋯I assure you, Taoist brother, you will go to hell.”

“It’s surprising.”

Cheongmyeong left the cave with unstoppable steps.

The sword in my hand is heavy. The body that swayed every time he took a step had been out of his control for a long time.

The smell of death was overwhelming my nose. Somewhere on the mountain stretching out before his eyes might become his humble grave. He spoke softly.

“Don’t give up.”

“Who are you talking about?”

Cheongmyeong chuckled. That’s how it should be.

bang!

As he broke the ground and entered the forest, he immediately saw demonic cultists wearing black clothes. They immediately rushed in with their eyes turning red.

The sword of Cheongmyeong, swung indifferently, struck off the heads of the demon cultists in one go.

Hot blood poured down his face. The warmth of what was alive and breathing just a moment ago will soon dissipate, and it will soon turn cold. Like this blood that is rapidly losing its heat even at this moment.

“coming!”

Tang Bao’s venomous sword split the air like a flash sword. Cheongmyeong’s eyes were slightly distorted as he spat out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth.

‘Should I have taken one more sip and left?’

The thick smell of blood blew away all the scent left in my mouth.

‘When I get back, I’ll have to drink until I get drunk.’

What if I can’t go back?

well. You’ll probably regret the alcohol you didn’t get to drink. That’s it.

Paaaaat!

Throw away the incoming sword. However, perhaps because of his wounds, his reaction was slightly slow and he was unable to stop the sword from grazing his side.

Now, pushing the sickening pain out of his consciousness, Cheongmyeong swung his sword. Another life is cut off mercilessly.

‘There is no such thing as someone who wants to die.’

However, there are some people who are not so desperate for life. That is, if you are sick of living and breathing.

“Dangbo.”

“Do you have any words in this situation?”

Tang Bo was busy moving around and asked as if he was dumbfounded. Cheongmyeong pierced the demon cultist’s heart with the tip of his sword and spoke calmly.

“Are you going to return to Tang after the war?”

“Then do you want to go to the volcano? Is there anywhere else for me to go?”

Cheongmyeong chuckled and laughed. When I heard it, I realized it was a stupid question.

Paaaaat!

At that time, Tang Bo, who had thrown the recovered rain sword again, said:

“Would you like to go on a cruise with me?”

“It’s a cruise…”

“If you don’t have anything else to do, you have to do something like that.”

“⋯⋯Not bad.”

Cheongmyeong muttered as he pondered Tang Bo’s words that rang in his ears.

It’s more like an empty volcano. It’s better than blaming yourself for surviving and watching the hearing rot away.

“Then don’t be damned, just hold your sword straight. “Once you live, you can go on vacation or do anything else!”

“okay. “When we get back, let’s have a drink first.”

“Now that you know everything, look straight ahead!”

Cheongmyeong laughed.

Sightseeing, not bad. It might not be a bad idea to follow that guy to his house and spend time as an empty guest. Maybe going back to the volcano might be better than you think.

Even if I live a life as an empty shell, it is better than rotting and falling apart.

Cheongmyeong adjusted his sword.

But even then, the thought that it would have been okay to drink one more sip did not go away.

The demonic cultists were coming in dark. The corners of Cheongmyeong’s mouth twisted with murder.

“No matter how you look at it…”

Cheongmyeong revealed his teeth and unleashed a ferocious murderous spirit.

“I won’t let you die until I kill the Heavenly Demon baby.”

Cheongmyeong and Geomjon struck the ground with all their might and moved forward.

❀ ❀ ❀

I have no strength in my fingertips.

My head, which was leaning against the tree trunk, kept falling to the side. It felt like if I let my guard down even a little, I would lose consciousness. The two eyes peeking through blood-soaked hair looked dangerous, as if their light would go out at any moment.

Where was this?

A burning thirst came over me. It was an unbearable thirst. Amid the helplessness that enveloped my entire body, that thirst was the only thing that remained intact.

Damn.

As soon as I opened my mouth slightly, my dry lips cracked and blood oozed out.

“Alcohol…”

My head was tilted back.

I looked at the sky where dawn was coming from afar. Even though it was just a glimpse through the dense trees, it was extremely beautiful.

“I guess I should have brought it with me.”

The lips parted, and a laugh that seemed to break right away came out.

“This way!”

There was peace for a moment, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Wow.

Cheongmyeong reflexively grabbed the dark plum sword.

“You don’t give me time to rest. Damn you bastards.”

Cheongmyeong, who was giggling, turned his head and glared at those running towards him.

‘How did you survive back then?’

I don’t remember very well.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been through that kind of thing too many times.

Maybe it’s because it’s such an old memory.

And maybe…

bang.

Cheongmyeong threw himself with all his might. The Maninbandos followed behind him, their eyes sparkling with sorrow.


The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect

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