Episode 518 A middle-aged man with a heavy drink raised his hand.
“House, give me a bottle of fire wine here!” “Roast duck too!” “Have you seen these little people? Ahead of the important event of the founding of the Moorim League, what is Oh Ligui in Hwaju?
Now that you’re in Henan, you should drink at least some dugang wine!” “Oh oh. We’re fine, but aren’t you overdoing it?” “It’s okay. You’re splitting it up anyway.” “… … I’m not crazy. Change it to a shipper.” The inn on the roadside near Songshan was crowded with many people. Of course, the majority of them were Moorim people.
From the novices who seem to be still young, to the Noh Kang-hos who have been touring the Gangho area for as little as 10 years or as long as several decades.
The people gathered here had different purposes, ages, and genders.
And wherever people gather, there is always a conflict. It was even more so if the drunken or excessively drunk Murim people gathered in one place.
“Wait, you bastard… … !” “Oh, aren’t you the first disciple of Xiaoxiamen? Are the fingers still there?” “bloke! You have come to die!” No matter how wide the world is, even on a single wooden bridge, encounters are enemies.
The accidental meeting of those who were entangled in such a complicated love affair was always followed by sword fighting.
Chachachang! Awesome!
Sharp weapon weapons swung at each other and blood spattered. At the fierce battle that took place right in front of their eyes, the Moorim people around them shouted.
“Wow!”
“It’s a fight!”
“One hermit for the first disciple of Sohamun!”
“Then I’ll bet Jang Chung-do by two!”
Originally, he said that the most fun thing was watching someone else’s house fire and fighting.
A very small number of people who had nothing to do with Murim sneaked away with disgusted expressions, but the Murim people, who said that they were crazy about fighting apart from emotion, death and evil, shouted and clapped without hesitation.
And in such a chaotic situation, few people noticed the presence of a middle-aged man who had just opened the old door of the inn.
Chachachang! bang!
Wow!
A fierce fight was going on in the center of the inn, but the middle-aged man threw a hermit at the host without even looking at it.
“Two bottles of fire wine and a roast duck. Come to a seat with a good view of the outside. Oh, the duck is well-roasted.” “Come on, Daehyeop.” “huh?” The host, who greeted the middle-aged man, bowed his waist.
“Sorry, but there are no seats available right now.”
“No seats?”
“yes. As you can see, a lot of Moorim heroes come to visit us.”
The middle-aged man who was looking around suddenly raised his head and looked up. Between the floors leading to the stairs, several faces were looking down.
“There seems to be a seat up there.”
“Ah, I apologize, but there are other people on this floor… … .”
“That would be nice.”
“Now, please wait a moment. Colossal, coercive!”
The middle-aged man did not pay any heed to the desperate cry of the owner.
He strode up the stairs and muttered, ignoring the sharp gazes pouring in at the moment.
“Much better. Quiet.” This floor of the inn was reserved for those of higher status.
It was only 20 flights of stairs from the first floor, but unlike the noisy downstairs, there was a serious atmosphere, and the people at the table were far from third-rate Murim people.
“Great, great! You can’t go up there!” The small voices that followed were suddenly cut off at the shout of the owner who had been chasing after them.
A gray-haired man sitting at the table closest to the stairs opened his mouth with a frown.
“Noisy. What’s going on?” “I’m sorry. Daehyup. This hero mistook the seat and stopped…
“Let me go down. Make it quiet downstairs as well.”
“Yes.”
However, the middle-aged man’s footsteps were already moving in a different direction.
“That window seat would be fine.”
“Hey, Daehyup!”
Instead of the frightened host, it was the gray-haired man I mentioned earlier.
“Stop.”
The middle-aged man, who slowly turned around, asked.
“Could that be something you said to me?”
aThen, is there anyone else here besides you?”
“you?”
“Looks like you’re a lot younger than me, so don’t cause unnecessary trouble and go down.”
The gray-haired man added a word politely.
“You seem short on knowledge, so I’ll let you know. I’m from the Bang family. I’m well known in Gangho by the nickname Wolmido.” “oh.” “You should have understood this enough. Now, don’t think about making a fuss and go down quietly.” The middle-aged man, who blinked for a moment, opened his mouth.
“What you just said, is it true?”
Wolmido laughed.
Who are you? He is a special master of swordsman who has already reached the level of a master swordsman a long time ago.
It is a different existence from Naburangi, a blood-stained nang that was only proud of itself at the beginning of the climax.
“haha. what would you do if you lied Ha ha, I can’t believe it. You never thought you would meet me in a place like this.”
“No, not that. Does it really look like that?”
What is this guy talking about?
Wolmido, who had been looking at the middle-aged man with a blank expression for a moment, frowned.
“What do you mean? I can’t understand it at all.”
“They said you look young. That must be true, right?”
U “Hmm. I don’t feel too bad. 新h I understand that.”
Before Wolmi-do could say anything, a middle-aged man with a big chuckle raised his hand and pointed to the window.
“Don’t mind me, just keep drinking.
It’s because there’s a face I know.” “Let’s hear it, this bastard… …
“Oooh, Daehyup!” When Wolmido and the owner’s shouts rang out at the same time, the old man who was drinking alone by the window suddenly opened his mouth.
“I used to drink tea alone, but it worked out. Welcome.”
aa I m Not only the owner but also Wolmi-do became a mute who ate honey and shut up.
From the owner’s point of view, the customer said he was fine, but he had nothing to say.
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‘He looks like an old man with a lot of money, but he also seems like an unusual person… … What does that have to do with that short-sighted guy?’ I feel like I want to show that middle-aged man right now, but I feel uncomfortable for some reason.
The middle-aged man, who might have known what Wolmido was thinking, sat down on the opposite side of the old man and tilted his bottle without hesitation.
“Great, good. Are you a red girl?”
The old man nodded.
“According to the owner’s words, it is said that it has been kept for twenty years.” “It’s a good drink. But, of all the drinks, Hwaju is the best.
The owner will bring it soon, so please try it.” “I’ll decline. I don’t usually enjoy drinking very much.” “Oh, that’s unfortunate. But why are you alone in a place like this?” “It’s nothing. I just wanted to get buried among others after a long time.” The old man suddenly turned his head and stared out the window.
A lot of people passing by and a lot of noise. After watching and listening to all of this in silence for a while, he continued.
“It’s not bad when I come here. Being alone like this.” “You don’t look like you came alone.” “Of course you have children and grandchildren, just as you have disciples.” “There is one guy who doesn’t know if he’s a disciple or an enemy. But how did you know?” “I might not know. I even saw it myself.” widely.
The middle-aged man put the bottle down aloud.
The liquor that flowed from his lips dampened his beard. Perhaps because of the soft light, the color looked exceptionally red.
“Sick. I knew that. But he said he had never met him and kept holding him until the end.”
“You raised your disciple really well, Fire King.”
Hwawang Jeokcheongang, a middle-aged man who rubbed his beard with his sleeve, looked at the old man blankly.
“Last time, my disciple caused trouble. So I came to see you in person, Changcheon Sword King.” The old man, the head of the Namgung family and one of the ten kings, Changcheon Sword King, smiled.
“That’s a nice word.”
“I thought you would recognize the old lady.”
“I almost didn’t know. It’s half-ro-hwan-dong… … It must be worth the wait.”
“The promise I made back then is late, but can I keep it now?”
“I’ve been waiting for that word. For a very long time.”
Changcheon Sword King’s eyes were stained with joy.
Twenty years ago, he was promised a military service in return for entrusting the life of a person to Jeokcheongang.
Today’s meeting is indeed the fruit of a long wait.
“I’m so sorry. A shipper will come out soon.”
“Let the one standing drink it.”
“Black? Is it okay without it?”
“It’s a sword.”
Changcheon Sword King picked up two chopsticks that were neatly placed on the table.
“This is enough.”
Jeokcheongang smiled and looked out the window.
“The sky is blue, and you raised your sword.”
“The sun is also up, so it’s perfect.”
Shaaaaaaa.
The Wind Blows. An intangible air wave radiated from the two people’s bodies and swept all over the place.
And before anyone in the inn was aware of that fact, the two absolutes came out toward each other.
Kwaaaaang * * * Boom! Quah kwaaang!
Oh me.”
What is that?
I gaped at the sight in the distance outside the window.
No, it wasn’t just the roaring sound and the black smoke billowing high.
Moo-myeong, who noticed the fact a step later than me, also opened her mouth with a firm face.
“Did the donor feel it too?”
I nodded slightly.
Even though there is a considerable distance, the wave of energy can be felt all the way here. This is a clash between masters at the very least.
“If this happened, maybe… …
“Amitabha. Yes, it seems to be an attack by Darkness.”
“Amcheon. These bastards!”
“I was careful, but in the end, this happens again. Now that this has happened, the small monk must also use all his might to kill them.”
“I will spread it too. It is my hobby to slaughter against Amcheon.”
And it seemed like I wasn’t the only one with that hobby.
Deng Deeng-!
“Amcheon! It’s an attack from the dark sky!”
“Let’s kill them and set the spirit right!”
“Smash and kill the evil madou!”
With the sound of an alarm bell resounding everywhere, the Murim people who were going to and from the main road rushed like dogs.
It was a spectacle that made the viewer’s blood boil.
‘Ah, this is the Moorim Crusade.’ Our side is F*cking strong. There are so many dogs that I am on the verge of tears as I have suffered all kinds of dog suffering due to being outmatched against Amcheon or due to the power gap.
You can’t miss it at a time like this.
“me! Follow me!”
Those who jumped out of the window and saw me standing tall widened their eyes.
“Fire God Dragon!”
“It’s Taewonjinga’s fire god dragon!”
“Ohhh!”
Even if I look like this, he is a considerable name in Moorim.
A living witness who proves that dragons can fly even in a narrow stream like Shanseo! The young icon of the political faction!
“Wow!”
“let’s go! Let’s sweep the dark stream!”
“The fire god dragon is with you!”
Shish shush shush!
The courageous Murim people shout and run out.
Of course, it goes without saying that I and I were unknown at the forefront.
“Hey, Sibal. F*ck everything!”
The cheers grew even louder as he let out a cry filled with air power.
I am sure that if I am with so many Moorim people, I will be able to defeat anyone.
“It is a temple!”
“Jin Daehyeop is the holy temple!”
“Smash and kill those demons!”
“Atima bu depress!”
Hey, the cubs of this cancer! You guys stay there! I’m going to drive the Moorim Crusade and take your heads off. the head… … .
“ah.”
For a moment, my brain stopped. It was because of a person who walked out of a building that was terribly on fire.
“What are you doing with all this?”
The devil was our devil.
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