Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 194

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Episode 194. Non-human road (8)

On the way back to his residence, Xu Liang was lost in thought.

‘A real devil lacking even the bare minimum of morality?’

Seo Liang smiled.

‘It’s interesting.’

There are many people stronger than him in the world, but no one has ever seen so many human groups.

When assassinating all kinds of Murim people under the Uicheon Lord, most of them were scum that overflowed with shame even being evaluated as vicious. It means that the Uicheon Lord and the dead are there.

It’s just that the Uicheon Lord was smarter.

‘I don’t know how far it goes, but you can’t even scratch my body unless you’re inspired.’

The truth is that the strong do not win, but the victor is strong.

I have lived for decades in a fierce, lethal, and ferocious world dominated by that truth. No matter how Jin Gwan-yong turns out, at least he won’t be unaware of it.

“hmm. You’re all here.”

It’s really nice to see a place that looks far away.

“It’s really difficult to come.”

I am very disgusted with Jin Kwan-yong at the head of the school. If I hadn’t healed my internal injuries, I might have collapsed from exhaustion by now.

Xu Liang, who walked quickly, had to see an amazing sight as soon as he entered the residence.

“Chaa!”

f*ck!

“Keep it off!”

A woman collapses on the floor with a strange moan.

“This is the 42nd time. Let’s stop.”

“Hey, you bastard! Give it a shot!”

“You can’t do it a hundred more times.”

“You only have to do it one more time!”

“I’m hearing that for the forty-second time.”

“You son of a bitch!”

Faaaaang!

Wi Hong-ryun, who rushed in at high speed, swung the Tiger Cannon.

The trajectory drawn by the Hoppo sword was surprisingly practical. It could be seen that Wi Hong-ryun’s martial arts, a simple but difficult to avoid sword line, was based on one-hit kill.

but.

‘I can’t do it.’

Xi Liang’s simple predictions immediately became reality.

Kaaang!

The tiger cannon sword bounced off at the gentle upward sword strike.

puck!

“Quack!”

Wihongryeon flew away from the tension of the light push up and landed on the ground. It was a gentle pushing technique, but Ma Dong-pil’s martial arts were as strong as anyone else’s, so there was no shock.

“Forty-third. Let’s really finish it now.”

“Chi, a dead baby! Do you use martial arts in swordsmen’s battles?”

“Did you already forget that you tried to stab me in the eye with your finger?”

“Noisy, man!”

Wi Hong-ryun sharpened his teeth.

“You’ll never go back before I make a single cut on your body!”

It was a brutal obsession. Ma Dong-pil stuck out his tongue at Wi Hong-ryeon’s madness.

At that time, Xi Liang walked between the two.

“It looks interesting.”

“Confucius!”

“100 million?!”

Dong-Pil Ma approached Xu Liang with delight.

“You are late.”

“Oh, so it happened. But what are you guys doing?”

“ah… … Wei Daeju and Bimu… … .”

Seo Liang snorted.

“Raimu? Do you call a fight that has been unilaterally broken forty-three times a fight?”

Ma Dong-pil scratched his head with an awkward face.

Wei Honglian grumbled.

“Did you come?”

“Hey, look at the way you talk.”

“All of a sudden why?”

Seo Liang smiled. I thought that living with a snout that could grumble under any circumstances would not be normal.

“Don’t exert yourself unnecessarily, take a break and tidy up your hair. That way, Dongpil can’t touch a single hair.”

“no, I do not want!”

“sun.”

“… … .”

“sun.”

“… … Got it.”

Wi Hong-ryun sat down and groaned. ‘I could have done it with just one more match.’ ‘Anyway, I can’t live because I’m sad.’ I heard something like

Even if I don’t want to hear it, it’s so loud that I can’t stop listening to it. Seo Liang shook his head.

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“Does a rock break when you slap it with a whip?”

“Then what do you do?”

“What should I do, even if I die and wake up, I can’t win.”

“… … .”

“If you don’t like that, go ahead and get stronger.”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

It meant that he knew for sure that he could not defeat Ma Dong-pil. Still, in front of Seo Liang, it was Wi Hong-ryun who showed a fairly candid appearance.

“I’m trying to show off your talents in a sword dance, so I can’t even hit one.”

“sure?”

“You have to fight to be able to touch even one hair.”

“What is it?”

“What are your organs?”

“Beating up?”

“How do you get beat up?”

“With the momentum to kill?”

“Then try killing it.”

Wei Hong-ryun’s eyes sparkled.

Beat it up to death? It’s a joke, but it’s true. She hadn’t done any of her practice moves since holding her sword.

A series of fights to kill, not to win.

In the realm of life and death, people who are accustomed to fighting each other’s hearts and who wins the opponent’s first, there is no way that their capabilities will come out on a soft stage where martial arts are compared.

Chi Ling!

Holding the Hoppo Sword, she lowered her stance.

“you! with me again… … !”

“stop.”

“why!”

“I told you to rest. do it later, later A guy who doesn’t even know how internal wounds are accumulated.”

Wi Hong-ryun gnashed his teeth and sat down until he heard a thud.

“After luck, play one more game.”

Ma Dong-pil shook his head.

“I don’t like it.”

“why!”

“I will not fight with you any more. You know that.”

“Despicable bastard. Do you win and slit your stomach?”

As if he didn’t want to deal with it, Ma Dong-pil turned his head away.

Wi Hong-ryun whimpered and closed his eyes. In any case, I have to take care of myself.

Seo Liang sighed.

“Why did you come here without doing unit maintenance?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Anyway, I had a lot of trouble because of one crazy madman.”

“… … .”

The word “no” should come out, but it doesn’t come out easily. This is because mental exhaustion has reached its peak.

“Did you have dinner?”

“Time is ambiguous. Have dinner later.”

“All right.”

“by the way… … .”

Xu Liang turned his head and looked at the stone wall. There, Yeo Sang-rin, who was sitting upright, was staring blankly at Seo-ryang.

“What are you doing there?”

“The weather is nice.”

Xi Liang looked up at the sky. It was difficult to say good things about the overcast sky.

“Isn’t it a sky that can often be seen even in the North Sea? It must be a snowy area.”

“It doesn’t come as much as you think.”

“okay? Well, got it.”

Xi Liang walked into the room.

Then, Sangrin Yeo woke up.

“Do you have any time?”

Xu Liang glanced at Yeo Sang-rin. Above the calm expression, a subtle tension was seen.

“I’ll wash up, so let’s have a cup of tea. Dongpil! Ask Aenghwa for some tea… … Eh? But where is the Aenghwa? Normally, he’d be jumping up and down saying he’s happy to come running to you.”

“I am sleeping.”

“You sleep? Are you tired?”

“yes. A bit of a body… … .”

Ma Dong-pil coughed. Lady Rin bowed her head in shame.

Seo Liang narrowed his eyes.

“What happened?”

that evening.

Said as he lowered his rolled up sleeves.

“It’s a bit odd to bring it from a restaurant, but I made it roughly with the ingredients I had. Catch it.”

Yeo Sang-rin’s eyes widened. Ma Dong-pil, who was flustered by the discomfort, could not even speak.

“oh? Awesome!”

Wi Hong-ryun, sitting casually, chewed on a piece of meat.

“Hey, good! Power comes naturally, naturally.”

“I’m glad.”

“No, but when did you learn to cook? It’s not easy to taste like this.”

Seo Liang shrugged.

“I just did it once in a while. I’ve done a lot, so eat as much as you can.”

“yes!”

Wi Hong-ryeon hugged a plate larger than a bowl and chewed it in earnest.

Ma Dong-pil, who carefully picked up and ate the food following her, couldn’t help but admire.

“Awesome, Gongja-nim.”

“Thank you.”

They were two people who ate all kinds of ghosts in Gojukrim. But at that time, I didn’t know that Ma Dong-pil also had a good taste in food.

It was an environment where only salt was the only seasoning. All he could cook was steaming or making soup, so he couldn’t show off his skills properly.

Xu Liang glanced at Yeo Sang-rin.

“I made about 30 servings, so don’t worry and eat.”

No matter how much it is, isn’t it too much for 30 people to eat only 4 people.

Yeosangrin blushed and said.

“thank you for this food.”

“Draw.”

Thus, the quiet yet noisy meal of four people began.

Ma Dong-pil, who had been eating for a while, asked.

“But Confucius, where is Kumho… … ?”

“What are you asking out of the blue? Somewhere in the nearby mountains he must be weeding some poor deer.”

“Ah, yes.”

There was something I wanted to ask about King Ho, but I held back. Because I thought I would hear something similar.

Yeo Sang-rin, who had emptied the plate five times with a calm face, cleared her throat.

Xu Liang looked at her as if she were puzzled.

“why? Are you full already?”

“yes? Oh no.”

It wasn’t until after I said it that I realized that I didn’t mean to say it so confidently.

Yeo Sang-rin, who had an embarrassing expression on her face, corrected her posture and sat down. She was a bit out of the blue and there were a lot of people around, but she seems to have something to say.

“I wish you well in the future.”

“huh? Oh yeah. It’s our home, think and be comfortable.”

“yes. and… … .”

“why?”

“I have something else to tell you.”

Seo Liang nodded.

“say.”

Yeo Sang-rin secretly looked around.

Ma Dong-pil, who received her gaze, stood up from his seat.

“Two of you, let’s talk. Great lord, let’s get up.”

“It sucks. ok? I haven’t eaten yet… … .”

“Wake up.”

At that time, Xi Liang shook his head.

“Wake up for what? sit down.”

“yes? but… … .”

Seo Liang smiled and looked at Yeo Sang-rin.

“The people here are all my people. I have nothing to hide from these people. We plan to do so in the future.”

“… … .”

“If you have something to say, feel free to do so. It doesn’t matter if everyone knows anyway.”

I think I made the seat uncomfortable because of myself. Lady Rin lowered her head.

“sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“know.”

“Then, I will tell you.”

Sangrin Yeo’s eyes shone like stars.

“I would like to ask what I can do to help the Three Gongja in order to become the successor of Shinkyo in the future.”

“… … Cool!”

Wi Hong-ryeon coughed at the sudden remark about the bomb. Ma Dong-pil, who was holding the chopsticks again, stiffened as it was.

A look of interest lit up on Xu Liang’s face.

“Are you going to help me?”

“That’s right.”

“Do you mean that it will not remain as a mere symbol of a contract?”

Yeo Sang-rin vigorously nodded.

“The main palace, to be precise, formed an alliance with the older brother who will become the next palace ruler, the Three Gongja. Then, as a person of the Ice Palace, it is only natural that I should help the Three Gongja.”

Seo Liang nodded.

“It’s a good attitude. But it’s not like I’m in a situation where I don’t really need any help. Besides, I don’t even know what your abilities are.”

“okay.”

“And there are many people inside and outside the Protestant Church who can help me. Wouldn’t it be better to discuss after I became the next successor?”

I will discuss after becoming the successor. It was a statement of great confidence.

Yeo Sang-rin, who was quietly watching Seo-ryang, lowered her head.

“All right. So if you ever need my help, let me know… … .”

“Ah, I have a question.”

“yes?”

Seo Liang asked, resting his chin on his chin.

“Doing that glass latent law or something.”

“… … !”

“What the hell is that? Please explain.”

“… … Didn’t my brother tell you?”

“huh. He seemed to have something to say, but he kept hesitating. When I looked at it, it seemed that way.”

Yeo Sang-rin’s face hardened slightly.

“My brother didn’t tell me, so I didn’t have to say anything. But since the Master of the Three asked, I will tell you.”

“Recite it.”

“The Liberal Potential Dafa is the Great Law of non-human outsiders created by the bloody history of the original palace.”

“The Great Law of Nonhuman Paths?”

“And, broadly speaking, it’s a Dafa that’s related not only to the Beast Palace, but also to your school.”

Seo Liang’s eyes flashed.

It is also related to the Beast Palace and the Heavenly Demon Goddess. The two groups had nothing in common except that they were a faction that had built up a great power in the south of the Yangtze River.

Sangrin Yeo asked.

“By any chance, isn’t there a martial art similar to suction magic magic in the religion?”

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