Chapter: 387
�Keuck!�
The blood vessels in Jeonghwa�s brain burst out of excessive anger and deepening. Her body could not withstand the excessive psychological pressure.
Jeonghwa stopped breathing with the most painful expression in the world.�
But Pyo-wol�s words weren�t over yet.
�Terrible, right? That there is someone like me in the world. It�s terrible for me too. I��
Pyo-wol�s gaze turned to Jeonghwa.
The figure of Pyo-wol was reflected on Jeonghwa�s empty eyes that were weeping bloody tears.
Pyo-wol asked the dead Jeonghwa.
�So why did you raise someone like me?�
* * *
Yong Seol-ran frowned.
It was a habit to come out when she had a strange feeling.
Although she didn�t show it to anyone else, her martial arts skills had long surpassed Jeonghwa. It�s just that she hasn�t revealed her skills until now, for fear of getting caught up in troublesome things.
As she had always done, she wanted to live quietly in the future. But the rapidly changing circumstances did not leave her alone.
�Huu! This is difficult.�
Yong Seol-ran walked alone in the vicinity of the Hundred Flower Room.
Because the Hundred Flower Room was a place that was carefully cared for, their residence was very beautiful.
Around the large pond in Mount Seokga, all kinds of flowers were in bloom. The flowers that received the moonlight were showing off their beautiful appearance.�
However, the eyes of Yong Seol-ran remained troubled.
Even walking among the flowers did not calm her troubled mind at all. Rather, it felt like her heart was beating even more violently.
It was then.
�Some, something�s wrong! Senior Sister!�
An Emei sect�s second generation disciple ran to her with a shrill scream.
�What�s going on?�
�J, Jeonghwa, senior sist� has passed away.�
�What?�
Yong Seol-ran put on a look of disbelief.
Although Jeonghwa�s wounds were serious, Yong Seol-ran heard that Jeonghwa had survived the critical point. Yong Seol-ran couldn�t believe that Jeonghwa�s wounds had gotten worse and that she had died in that small amount of time.
Yong Seol-ran hurried to the abode of Jeonghwa.
In front of Jeonghwa�s body, the physician and the disciples of the Emei sect had already gathered. In particular, the face of the clinician who treated Jeonghwa had turned white. JrNovels.com
The blood vessels in Jeonghwa�s brain burst out of excessive anger and deepening. Her body could not withstand the excessive psychological pressure.
Jeonghwa stopped breathing with the most painful expression in the world.�
But Pyo-wol�s words weren�t over yet.
�Terrible, right? That there is someone like me in the world. It�s terrible for me too. I��
Pyo-wol�s gaze turned to Jeonghwa.
The figure of Pyo-wol was reflected on Jeonghwa�s empty eyes that were weeping bloody tears.
Pyo-wol asked the dead Jeonghwa.
�So why did you raise someone like me?�
* * *
Yong Seol-ran frowned.
It was a habit to come out when she had a strange feeling.
Although she didn�t show it to anyone else, her martial arts skills had long surpassed Jeonghwa. It�s just that she hasn�t revealed her skills until now, for fear of getting caught up in troublesome things.
As she had always done, she wanted to live quietly in the future. But the rapidly changing circumstances did not leave her alone.
�Huu! This is difficult.�
Yong Seol-ran walked alone in the vicinity of the Hundred Flower Room.
Because the Hundred Flower Room was a place that was carefully cared for, their residence was very beautiful.
Around the large pond in Mount Seokga, all kinds of flowers were in bloom. The flowers that received the moonlight were showing off their beautiful appearance.�
However, the eyes of Yong Seol-ran remained troubled.
Even walking among the flowers did not calm her troubled mind at all. Rather, it felt like her heart was beating even more violently.
It was then.
�Some, something�s wrong! Senior Sister!�
An Emei sect�s second generation disciple ran to her with a shrill scream.
�What�s going on?�
�J, Jeonghwa, senior sist� has passed away.�
�What?�
Yong Seol-ran put on a look of disbelief.
Although Jeonghwa�s wounds were serious, Yong Seol-ran heard that Jeonghwa had survived the critical point. Yong Seol-ran couldn�t believe that Jeonghwa�s wounds had gotten worse and that she had died in that small amount of time.
Yong Seol-ran hurried to the abode of Jeonghwa.
In front of Jeonghwa�s body, the physician and the disciples of the Emei sect had already gathered. In particular, the face of the clinician who treated Jeonghwa had turned white. JrNovels.com
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