Chapter: 721
Goosebumps came back up in his back at the thought of being pressured by Pyo-wol again.
�It�s a pity, if only I had that girl, I would be able to subdue her and use her as a weapon.�
He found it a pity that he had to abandon Won Ga-young to preserve his life. It would have been an added bonus if he could subdue her heart and turn her into a weapon. He could also had a good time as a bonus.
But everything is the past anyway. It was too late for him to regret his decision, and the situation at the time was too urgent. He had to be satisfied that he manage to preserve his life.
Before he knew it, Heukam fell asleep. Heukam did not resist and was swallowed by his dreams. It�s been a really long time since he slept.
This was the first time he slept so sweetly since he came out of the Xiaoleiyin Temple.
Heukam opened his eyes.
The room was silent.
The silence was strange, but that made him more reassured. It was proof that nothing had happened overnight.
�As expected, even he wouldn�t dare to infiltrate here.�
Heukam smiled.
He had slept well so his condition improved. At this rate, he thought he would be able to fight him back even if he met Pyo-wol again.
He sat and got off the bed.
Jjalgrung!
At that moment, a strange noise was heard from inside the bed.
Heukam lifted the blanket with a puzzled expression.
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The eyes of Heukam looking inside the blanket became so wide that it looked like his eyes were about to be torn apart.
He could see colorful ornaments placed in between the blanket and the bed.
He had clearly seen these splendid ornaments, which have now been dyed red.�
�You can�t be serious?�
Bang!
Heukam stormed out of the door.
It was quiet inside the Red Tree Pagoda.
The Red Tree Pagoda is usually quiet. It�s because the owner of the tower, Yulmok-ah, didn�t like noise. But the suffocating stillness that now surrounds the Red Tree Pagoda cannot be explained by saying that it�s because of the mere silence.
There is no warmth, not even the faint sound of breathing. There is only the chilling cold air that made the skin of Heukam feel goosebumps.
Heukam stared at the hallway. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn�t see anything.
An ominous premonition overcame him.
After hesitating for a moment, Heukam carefully opened the door to the next room.
It was the room where one of the warriors of the Red Tree Pagoda lived. JrNovels.com
�It�s a pity, if only I had that girl, I would be able to subdue her and use her as a weapon.�
He found it a pity that he had to abandon Won Ga-young to preserve his life. It would have been an added bonus if he could subdue her heart and turn her into a weapon. He could also had a good time as a bonus.
But everything is the past anyway. It was too late for him to regret his decision, and the situation at the time was too urgent. He had to be satisfied that he manage to preserve his life.
Before he knew it, Heukam fell asleep. Heukam did not resist and was swallowed by his dreams. It�s been a really long time since he slept.
This was the first time he slept so sweetly since he came out of the Xiaoleiyin Temple.
Heukam opened his eyes.
The room was silent.
The silence was strange, but that made him more reassured. It was proof that nothing had happened overnight.
�As expected, even he wouldn�t dare to infiltrate here.�
Heukam smiled.
He had slept well so his condition improved. At this rate, he thought he would be able to fight him back even if he met Pyo-wol again.
He sat and got off the bed.
Jjalgrung!
At that moment, a strange noise was heard from inside the bed.
Heukam lifted the blanket with a puzzled expression.
����.�
The eyes of Heukam looking inside the blanket became so wide that it looked like his eyes were about to be torn apart.
He could see colorful ornaments placed in between the blanket and the bed.
He had clearly seen these splendid ornaments, which have now been dyed red.�
�You can�t be serious?�
Bang!
Heukam stormed out of the door.
It was quiet inside the Red Tree Pagoda.
The Red Tree Pagoda is usually quiet. It�s because the owner of the tower, Yulmok-ah, didn�t like noise. But the suffocating stillness that now surrounds the Red Tree Pagoda cannot be explained by saying that it�s because of the mere silence.
There is no warmth, not even the faint sound of breathing. There is only the chilling cold air that made the skin of Heukam feel goosebumps.
Heukam stared at the hallway. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn�t see anything.
An ominous premonition overcame him.
After hesitating for a moment, Heukam carefully opened the door to the next room.
It was the room where one of the warriors of the Red Tree Pagoda lived. JrNovels.com
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