519 A large guesthouse engulfed in flames. A blackened wooden pole collapses and ash rises. The face of the devil that appeared in the meantime was shocking because it was so familiar.
“What are you doing with all this?”
That’s what I’m going to say.
There was a moment of silence. The anonymous gaze at me shook as if an earthquake had struck. The sound of the electric sound that flowed between the small moonshine lips pierced my ears.
-Why, why is the enemy donor coming out of there?
how do i know that
– Wasn’t it Amcheon?
What I want to ask is that.
– Amitabha. Are you a cancer?
No, what kind of crazy is this again.
I wasn’t the only one who was dumbfounded by the unknown words, “If we are Amcheon, then you belong to the Vatican.” The face of Jeokcheongang, who has a family reputation in the electric wiretapping, is already like a demon. it was messed up
“what? Nobu, Amcheon?”
“Oh, no, that’s not it. A minor misunderstanding now… … To begin with, my attempts to clear up the misunderstanding were in vain. To be precise, our proud Murim Crusaders, who had been burning with utmost sincerity ahead of the founding of the Murim Alliance, did not tolerate it.
“Amcheon!”
“Madu revealed himself to be Dark Heaven!”
Enter keywords.
“Wait a minute. You seem to be acquainted with the Goddess of Fire.”
“Of course they must know each other! Has the Yeolhwa Shinryong fought Dark Heaven once or twice!”
“Right. Maduda of Darkness!”
miracle logic.
“You devil! It looks like there is no separate chest, sinewy flesh!”
“All of your hair is red, it’s a reward that will stain the world with blood!”
belittle the appearance.
“Kill it first!”
“If you catch him, you become a hero!”
Medieval crusading conclusions.
All these developments took place in a short enough time to be called a moment. Anonymous and I hurriedly waved our hands at the collective madness of the thousands of Moorim crusaders.
“no. no!”
“Amitabha! Stop everyone! That person is the master of Zen Guengdo, the master of small monks… … At the nameless cry, the Murim people who were relatively nearby widened their eyes.
“Hut.”
“Is that true?”
Now I can talk a little bit.
Moo-hyung looked at me with just those eyes and nodded his head.
“That’s right.”
“Huh. It’s not just a madou, it’s a beast that harmed Master Goengdo!”
“yes?”
“He’s like a Madou who will rage! Tear him limb from limb and kill him!”
I can’t eat it, really.
These young Murim people don’t even try to eat them because they know that if they listen to people to the end, they will get drunk.
And it was a strange figure who appeared from the ruins of a collapsed building that splendidly decorated the finale of this collective madness.
“Stop, villain! How dare you do such atrocious things in Henan!” Jeokcheongang, who was watching this crazy situation with his mouth open, muttered with a cruel expression.
“These are all insane. First, listen to the old lady…
“No questions and answers! This Wolmido will not forgive you!”
“… … Let’s get right.”
Yes, with Jeokcheongang’s personality, he endured for a long time.
shhh. Papang!
Wolmi also went well at the disco pangpang.
New models of Wolmi Island, which had been flooding in like beams of light, bounced back like shells and were driven deep into the rubble. From the point of view of the Murim people gathered here, it was a sword that they had never seen or could not see. The air around them froze in an instant.
“Woah, Wolmido Island in one blow… … !” “Ah, Madou’s martial arts have reached the sky!” Putting martial arts aside, anger seems to have reached the sky. And it seemed that everyone knew that even if it wasn’t me, I shouldn’t touch the current Jeokcheon River. I want to defeat Madu and make my name known, but I don’t want to be defeated. Isn’t that human psychology?
‘Now it’s a little quieter.’ Now that everyone is quiet, this is the only chance to clear up the misunderstanding. After clearing my throat once, I opened my mouth. No, it was when I was about to open it.
“I think you have a serious misunderstanding, but the person over there is not Madou… …
“Go! Clear the way, everyone!”
,,Child, let’s go! ,,I’ll turn around. what a bastard, again
However, the intruder who appeared through the curtain of phosphorus parting like the Red Sea was not what I could call a baby.
“The King of Thunderous Swords has come!” “Feng Dahui personally came to condemn Madou!” Jeokcheongang let out a sigh at the sight of a huge old man walking in a courageous atmosphere, wide-open shoulders and wide eyes, and the king of thunderbolts with a huge sword on his shoulder.
“Now you have someone you can talk to.”
I agree.
If it’s King Byeolgyeok, he and Jeokcheongang are at odds with each other, but they are quite friendly. He is also an opponent who can be written as a long-standing enmity and read as a close friend. If so, he would easily recognize the identity of the Jeokcheongang.
Sure enough, King Byeokgyeok, who was looking up and down the Jeokcheon River, widened his eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“It’s too long to talk about. Take the people first.”
“Answer the question first.”
“huh? ,,“What are you doing here, a madou bastard who won’t be happy even if you tear him to death?” U H U Jeokcheongang’s eyelids trembled.
* * * Damn it. All right.
Only the sound of horses’ hooves echoes in the silent silence. The large old man, who had been silently gazing at the scenery outside the carriage, suddenly opened his mouth.
“Actually, I noticed it as soon as I saw it. I couldn’t have known.”
In the eyes of the people, the king of thunder continued with a serious voice.
“If it’s red flames, anyone can see that he is the king of fire. Other people would never have dreamed that the enemy had turned into half, but I could tell.”
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“okay.”
I nodded and asked.
“Then why did you wield the sword all of a sudden?” “that……
“Ah, since you’re running after exchanging a number, I also ask for an additional explanation as to why everyone ordered an all-out attack.” “Later? Heh heh heh.” A heavy silence fell again. Facing the distrustful eyes of people including me, King Byeokgyeok opened his mouth with a hard face.
“That was to give you a real combat experience.”
“ah. It’s a practice.”
“It’s like a cornerstone for the upcoming fight against Amcheon. Wouldn’t it be a good experience for everyone if the opponent is the King of Fire, Jeokcheongang?”
I asked seriously.
“Are you referring to the experience of the afterlife by any chance?”
King Byeokryeok became a mute who drank honey and kept his mouth shut. If you have a conscience, you have no choice but to do so, the number of people taken to the doctor’s room reached 20 people. Most of them were third-class warriors caught up in the aftermath of attacks exchanged between the King of Fire and the King of Byeokryeokdo, the two Ten Kings.
‘It would be fortunate if it ended like that.’ If poet Yoon Dong-ju during the Japanese colonial era suffered from the wind blowing through the leaves, they suffered from the raging blizzard.
“that… I heard that everyone is okay.”
“It’s okay. At least for the next 15 days you will be safe. I’ll just lie down in the doctor’s room.”
The results of the post-mortem experience were clear.
No matter how much Murim people live at the edge of a knife, PTSD cannot be ignored. When I stopped by her doctor’s office to meet the victims, I found that her face was pale and unable to speak.
In particular, the ronin who recognized Wolmido was serious. He was so shaken that he mistook it for the Sejong base in Antarctica, not Hanam.
“This wouldn’t have happened if Pang Daehyup hadn’t given the order to attack.”
At my continued fierce criticism, the King of Thunderbolt raised his ringed eyes.
“Who are you?”
“Me?”
“okay. I mean you! Aren’t you the one who gathered up all the Murim people in the vicinity!”
“I concede that part. But in that situation, it was irresistible. Aren’t you?”
In response to my question, Moo-myeong, an accomplice who was sitting in the corner, touched the rosary.
“Jin Shiju is right. Even if Shakyamuni had been in the same situation as an empty monk, he would have run away crying out to the demon of extinction.”
“Is it possible to pull out a linden tree and crush the horse chestnut?”
“Amitabha. possible.”
King Byeokryeok was as hot-tempered as Jeokcheongang, but he could not openly persecute the unknown. The only disciple left by his close friend Fa Wang Guengdao was a sore finger to him.
ok.”
The King of the Thunderstorm, who let out a pained sound, glared at me and yelled at me.
“But this guy started earlier!”
“what. why.”
“Are you friends with me?”
“I’m not friendly.”
“Then, is Hebei Paengga funny?”
“Why does that happen again? You’re blurring the point because you have nothing to say.”
“This young guy with no blood on his head kept talking back to me in a blunt way from earlier.” 百 .
“Uh. Dentures are hard.”
I don’t know exactly what dentures meant, but it was clear that the emotion in the words was conveyed properly.
“How dare this guy!”
Just as the king of thunder, his face flushed red, was about to rise from his seat, the two people who had been silent the whole time opened their mouths almost at the same time.
“Fix it. Pang Daehyeop.”
“noisy. Close all snouts.”
A completely different voice and atmosphere. Perhaps the two characters, Ten Kings (十王), may be the only thing in common that connects the two people.
“I think you were careless. The blood boils after a long time, so stop it.”
Following Changcheon Sword King, who plainly admitted his fault, Jeokcheongang continued.
“The old man did nothing wrong. You guys were careless.”
Yes, this is our Noya.
There is no evergreen evergreen tree. King Byeokryeok looked at the Jeokcheon River with an expression of whether this was a person and asked.
“Enemy. Do you feel no guilt at all?”
“Why does the old woman feel guilty? If you meet unmanned people, you can have a chat. Even when I entered the inn, there were already people who were fighting after hitting and kicking.”
“What would have happened if Namgung Daehyeop didn’t come out just in time!”
As King Byeolgyeok said, the dove of peace that settled the situation was Changcheon Sword King. After a short battle with Jeokcheongang, he suffered minor internal injuries and only appeared after calming down his air power.
‘Oh, oh, oh! It’s Taesang Gajuni!’ It was a scream as if I had seen a ghost.
The other Murim people, whose eyes were turned upside down at the two letters Amcheon, came back to their senses only then. There were some crazy people who asked if Namgung family was also dark, but our proud members of the Moorim Crusade were fortunately able to regain their sanity. In fact, even if Jeokcheongang hadn’t gone through Banrohwandong, there would have been a few people who would recognize it.
“A catastrophe could have happened!”
“I could explain it enough. And that’s what happened because you have dog eyes.”
“The inn is collapsing! People get hurt!”
Great.”
Jeok Chun-gang, who coughed in vain, opened his mouth with a shameless expression.
“Because the place is a place, I adjusted my strength moderately.
The owner of the inn will be fully compensated. From the looks of it, the old woman must have ridden a little too much.” “… … Is it true what the man who killed 1,000 Demonic Cultists said because he burned Mt. Listening to it makes his chest feel magnificent.” “That must be killed, of course. Those cubs didn’t want to reward them from the beginning.” What is it?
The king of thunder, who was speechless for a moment, murmured.
“… … Only the skin covered with the half-role has changed, but the substance remains the same. He still has a damn personality.”
“You bastard, at least change the skin on your face. What is a guy who can’t even turn half-romantic and is only old?”
“What! ,,“Uh huh. The guy who couldn’t turn half way is angry. That’s exactly what it looks like.” “You dare the enemy!” “huh? what? I can’t hear you well because you’re talking to a shaman who can’t even turn halfway around?” I saw that he put in a lot of wide-area deals. I don’t know about other people, but I saw it. The figure of the King of Swords from the window seat of the carriage twitching his shoulders. At that time, his lips, which had been looking out the window while avoiding my gaze, abruptly opened.
“You two, you better stop now.”
At first, I just wanted to change the topic, but I followed the Sword King to check the scenery outside the window and murmured.
*9. sure that? You better rush.”
At the end of my gaze, there was a long line of walls and countless crowds. And along with the three letters written in a warrior-like handwriting on the huge signboard above the iron gate.
Murim Meng (武林盟).