Chapter 954

Episode 954. then die!

While the thirty-six fellows of Shaolin Temple were reciting Buddha chanting, Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon were touring Wabu Lake.

After floating the clouds made with fortune telling on the surface of the water like a boat.

“Shouldn’t we go to your sister’s house?”

“Wol-ah and Geum-ah will be taking good care of Jian. These days, it’s okay because I follow them more than I do.”

“I guess I should have brought Ji An. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t just look for Jian every day, let’s spend some time with me sometimes. It’s been a while.”

“Maybe? Hagi, it’s been a while since I’ve been alone with my sister.”

Yeonjeokha quietly wrapped her arms around Namgungyeon’s waist.

Namgungyeon said, leaning her head on Yeonjeokha’s shoulder.

“Don’t hate my father.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“After losing my mother, I had no place to put my heart. That’s why you’re more obsessed with the South.”

“I am rather sorry. It’s not a big deal after that, so I don’t know why I was so stubborn back then.”

“It wasn’t the right time. If my father had gone one step slower, we wouldn’t have bumped into each other.”

A bitter smile appeared on Namgoongyeon’s lips.

Just because you don’t express emotions doesn’t mean you don’t have emotions.

She was overflowing with love from the Sword King couple.

And he hoped that love would continue to his daughter, Jian.

However, the Sword King declared his resignation due to the problem of the Southern Alliance and even distanced himself from his one and only granddaughter.

Namgung-yeon was feeling pity as well as anger because he knew why his father was doing this.

Namgung-yeon’s complex mind, which is called heart-to-heart, was also conveyed to Yeon Jeok-ha.

So, I shook off the lustful thoughts of dating and just silently embraced her.

Relying on each other, the two silently enjoyed the night view of Wabu Lake.

A cloud and a boat that were flowing here and there following the wind met in the middle of Lake Wabu.

The night of Lake Wabu is just as gorgeous as the day.

This is why boats large and small hang lanterns on the bow and stern to wander around the lake.

A young man and woman were sitting facing each other on a small but luxuriously decorated boat, giving and receiving drinks.

They are Mu Ji-seong, the eldest son of Suhyeon Hyeonryeong, and Yang Hwa-yeon, the daughter of Gukju, Mallipyoguk, which almost surrounds Wabu Lake.

Looking at the red-hot faces of both of them, it seems that they are quite drunk.

“Leave the permission for Yang Sozhu to me. Be sure to tell my secretary in charge.”

Mujiseong spoke as if he were a wise man.

In fact, the eldest son of Suhyeon Hyeonryeong, his power was so strong that he did not lie.

“I will only trust Confucius.”

Yang Hwa-yeon smiled brightly and filled the still-half-still ignorant glass with alcohol.

Then he raised the glass with both hands and held it out in front of ignorance.

“Oops! You shouldn’t get drunk if you drink like this...”

Mu Ji-seong held the glass and Yang Hwa-yeon’s soft hand together.

Yang Hwa-yeon turned her head to the side as if embarrassed, not removing her hand.

Mu Ji-seong, who had been kneading Yang Hwa-yeon’s hands like rice cakes, hurriedly moved to her side as lust surged.

Then, Yang Hwa-yeon clung to Mu Ji-seong’s side.

As the sweet scent filled his nostrils, Mu Ji-seong reached out and wrapped his arms around Yang Hwa-yeon’s waist.

Soon after, his hand began to move back and forth between the woman’s waist and her armpit.

“Ahhh.”

Yang Hwa-yeon leaned her upper body against him with a snort.

Since then, Mu Ji-seong’s hand movements have become busier and more explicit.

Yang Hwa-yeon gasped for hot breath and entrusted herself to his touch.

Since it was a small boat, they were less than a day away from the boatman, but the couple didn’t care.

The ignorance that had been kneading the thick woman’s body for a long time hesitated.

Something was shining in the dim light of the lantern.

‘What kind of fog looks like that?’

Moo Ji-seong’s face turned white when he belatedly learned that Yeon Jeok-ha was a master of Moorim.

“Little cow... The joke was bad. Forgive me!”

Yang Hwa-yeon, the daughter of Guk-ju of Manri-pyo-guk, was surprised and rolled her eyes to figure out the man’s identity.

‘Who is it? There are no young masters like him in Hoenan and Hebi...’

No name came to mind.

The man was the owner of such a common appearance that one would think ‘I’ve met them someday’.

Don’t you know if you’re very handsome or have noticeable scars?

It was not easy to guess his identity just by looking at his plain-looking face.

Yang Hwa-yeon, who tilted her head, turned her gaze to the man’s wife.

She is an overwhelmingly beautiful woman.

Even though he doesn’t have a face that gets lost anywhere, he’s pretty ordinary compared to that woman.

It was understandable that the ignorance that had been working on him suddenly changed.

‘There aren’t many young masters who have a woman like that...’

A name flashed through my mind like lightning.

After 10 battles, Namgoong-yeon!

hair stood on end

Come to think of it, the stone sutras was in Hebi, not far from Lake Wabu.

My heart beats out of control, ‘thump! thud!’ Started running.

Yang Hwa-yeon jumped up from her seat and shouted with all five fighting spirits on the spot.

“Namcheon Daehyeop! Please save my life!”

At the word ‘Namcheon Daehyeop’, Mu Ji-seong trembled with a distraught face.

Either that or not, Yeonjeokha, who was watching the drinks and snacks, muttered with a face full of annoyance.

“Pork and cheongchae, who don’t give a girl Ah-hong alcohol... Should I kill them?”

As Yeonjeokha squinted his eyes, the boatman, who was holding the pole with both hands, intervened.

“If the alcohol you are looking for is Hyangseolju, I have a bottle.”

Yeonjeokha turned her gaze to the sailor.

Since it was a pleasure boat, he must have had at least a bottle of sweet liquor.

Yeonjeokha flicked her fingers, and the girl Ahhong went to the lake and said, ‘Pong!’ and fell out

In the meantime, the boatman lifted a bottle of fragrant wine over his head.

The scented wine was sucked into Yeonjeokha’s hand.

One after another, small bowls of snacks and snacks disappeared into the fog.

When Mu Ji-seong and Yang Hwa-yeon let out a sigh of relief, their bodies floated to the surface.

“Huh?”

“Please save me!”

Yeonjeokha said to the sailor who was watching.

“Your uncle is leaving.”

“Yes yes! thank you!”

The boatman, who had been cringing, walked away with mad finger pointing.

The bodies of the two people who had risen to a height of five feet (about 15 meters) were plunged into the lake.

The water splashed in all directions with a roaring sound

.

Soon, two heads popped out of the water.

“Pua! omg! omg!”

“Cool! Cool!”

The two men, who were breathing heavily, looked left and right urgently.

But there was no boat, only the moonlight shining on the surface of the water.

“Miss Sojour! please help! I am not good at material things!”

“Then die!”

Yang Hwa-yeon said coldly and moved slowly towards the distant land.

Muji-seong begged from behind to save him, but he didn’t look back.

To be honest, it was because I wasn’t sure if I would be able to go to the lake with material.