Episode 92 – 31. Daphnia and Lice (3)2017.06.02.
Loss of the Senate.
“… … heh heh heh No nap has been lost.”
Finally, Zigong threw a stone.
At that, reporter Chun stroked Baek Yeom and screamed.
“Hee hee hee, it’s trivial to win something like chess.”
“… … .”
A subtle spark flickered between the two, and one of the members of the Young Secret Service entered the front room. Then he immediately handed over a concubine to Zigong.
Chow!
When Zigong’s eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, reporter Chen asked.
“Why are you making such a shitty face?”
“The other thing is that the entire defense and his gang were blown away with the performance of the 13th group.”
“Cluck cluck, didn’t the old lady do that? If it’s him, he’ll stay that way.”
While Gija Cheon was elated, the member of the Yeongbi Corps, who had just left, entered the front room again. As expected, with a book in hand.
Zigong opened the book with an uneasy expression on his face, and smiled, wondering if he had ever had such an expression.
“I guess so. It’s about chess, so no matter who wins, it won’t matter.”
“… … ?”
“I don’t think it’s much more important for the children in the family to do well. Heh heh heh.”
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Boo Woo-.
A vicious face floating in the air.
It is the supply and demand of bandits.
“There is no need to capture them alive! Slaughter them all!”
“The ones on the mountain right now, don’t leave a single ant cub behind!”
“Quaaaaagh!”
puck! Kwajak! window! Serang! Roaring!
A dull sound, a cracking sound, a blade clashing sound, a burning sound.
The sounds of various battles embroider the peak of Mt.
Maggan Mountain is a mountain located near the border between Anhui and Zhejiang.
The place where Makgachae (莫伽寨), which is famous for its power among the 18 greenery, is located.
Right now, the government army was pouring a full-scale offensive while surrounded.
It was because the commander of the Southern Military District was determined to put an end to the chaos in the inland and mountainous regions of Zhejiang Province by using reinforcements from the Murim League.
In order to clean the sea at all this time, it was because of the judgment that it would be safe to get rid of bandits in the mountainous area first.
As a result, the majority of Moorim University students were first mobilized to subdue bandits. By doing so, all bandit coalitions around Mt. Makgan, which were united around Makgachae, entered the phase of holding out using geographical features.
While Dan Youseong and his party were active on the river, the other groups that arrived earlier in Zhejiang were active on the mountain.
“Hyaaaaaa!”
Wow!
“Keah!”
“No, stop it!”
“Little devils! The goblins have come! Aww!”
little devils.
It was a word referring to the students who applied for the bandit subjugation and pirate eradication as an overseas assignment.
Although they were few in number, they were masters who had learned advanced martial arts since childhood. Although they are vulnerable to group tactics, they went through the mountains in groups and slaughtered bandits.
That’s why the bandits even gave him the nickname “goblin,” which isn’t too bad to hear.
But not all goblins were the same.
Among them, there was a special group… … .
“Huh!”
Awesome!
A single sword cut diagonally through the chest, neck, and philtrum of the three bandits with a single blade.
“If you are an animal, live like an animal.”
The owner of the sword is Jong Tae-gi.
He also applied for this overseas trip.
Like a man with a strong sense of resonance, he fought valiantly in the forefront. He didn’t have to go abroad, but he couldn’t stay still even though Yoosung and others were participating.
6 sets made by the old file room.
The members of Group 6 are two people from the common faction who are fighting alongside him… … .
Booung!
“Hut!”
Jongtaegi swallowed the wind and lowered his head at the sudden burst of air. A mace studded with thorns that brushed through his hair and forehead.
puck! puck!
With the sound of a popping gourd, the lifeline between the two was cut.
It is said that the introduction of two members of the 6th trillion won from the joint faction was not necessary, but to Jongtaegi now, that was not important.
Woo woo woo woo woo!
The mace, stained with blood and brains, was falling on his head again.
“Sigh!”
Jongtaegi hurriedly stepped back, but the mace grazed his chest, shattering his breastplate.
“Quack. I asked if these come and go, and there is no limit.”
The large body, which could have been three times the size of a normal man, licked the bloody mace and clucked.
Makgachae fan stock, Makgachu meconium.
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He, who broke the heads of countless civilians, oppressed not only Jongtaegi but also the surrounding goblins.
“profit!”
visor! visor! Puff!
A few seeds could not withstand the attack of meconium and were thrown out, and dozens of government soldiers were also covered in blood and lay down on the slope.
Hesitantly hesitantly, the government officials and the students of other groups retreated.
In their opinion, the highest number here was definitely broodstock.
It was because the idea that no one could do anything about Meebyeon because Jongtaegi was defeated.
“All the dregs back off! Call the strongest one. This Taebyeon-nim will rip that head off, and I’ll turn your claws into powder too.”
“… … big.”
At that time, someone passed by the seedling, which had been wiping the blood from the rock.
Jongtaegi looked up, but couldn’t see his face closely because of the backlight.
Still, Jongtaegi’s eyes widened. That small shade alone was enough to figure out the identity of the newcomer.
A stylish jawline that can be said to be the best in Moorim, a tall nose, hair tied in a ponytail, and a sturdy body despite being slim.
He stepped forward, sabjaksabjak.
“huh?”
Meconn raised his mace with bloodshot eyes.
“Hey, what are you? Surely, this kind of parasitic brother is not the best… … uh? why? why do you do this… … ?”
When the man with the ponytail approached right in front of him, Meibyeon struck down his mace. No, I was going to. But for some reason, the mace didn’t move.
Sabaksabak.
A gisaeng brother quietly passing by.
Kung, pakjak!
A moving mace at last.
However, the direction was not toward the gisaeng brother, but the instep of Meekyeon himself. But… … .
why don’t you feel the pain?
While Meibyeon was thinking that, the world slid down.
‘uh? what?’
Kung, meconium slipped and landed on the ground before he could see his neatly cut lower half. A lower body that doesn’t even start with the chest.
Only then did he realize that he had been separated into his upper and lower body, but his thoughts had already stopped.
“I don’t have time to play with worms I don’t know who they are.”
“… … .”
The gisaeng brother advances through the silence of the hall as if there had been a fight.
“No, stop it!”
“Kill, kill… … Kuck!”
Whirlpools -.
A breeze followed Yongchorang and scattered the blood of the bandits in all directions.
The fourth member of group 6 joins Yongchorang.
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after a while
Seogung!
Another bandit, Su-Su-Su, kissed the earth.
“this… … this… … devil… … !”
Sak.
Yongchorang’s bloody sword swung once more. The sword light flashed, and the neck of the last remaining bandit on this peak separated from its body.
How many bandits did he kill in this short time?
10? 20? 30?
It’s not exact, but it’s clear that these three numbers are not.
Even if you count the heads scattered on the top of the left peak of Mt.
drip.
Unknown blood pooled on the sword and fell into the sea of blood.
The moment the blood melted completely into it.
“devil? You’re talking funny things about buggy bandits. Ask me one.”
Yongchorang’s low voice stirred up a sea of blood.
“Are bloodsuckers and fleas evil? Was the one who killed those lice and fleas evil?”
Yongchorang smiles strangely.
“Did a person become a devil just because he cut a few teeth and crushed a few fleas?”
Whirlpools -.
A breeze blew and wrapped around his sword, shaking off the blood.
Yongcho-rang put the clean sword into the scabbard and looked at the peak on the other side, Mt.
To be precise, it was to look at the person standing in front of the burning forest there.
The vicious eyes of Yongchorang magnified the scene there.
Seungbok, but bongdu messy.
and,
A hand not holding a weapon.
It’s just a rough whistle of fists.
Even now, that fist cut through the air.
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puff!
Another bandit died with all his ribs broken.
“… … Is the middle right?”
In the face of so overwhelming force, words naturally had no choice but to be polite.
In front of Ma Dong-cho, another fan of Makgachae, Zhong was no longer an enemy.
Just an invincible god-like existence.
A young monk with tousled hair, eyes the size of a lantern, and yet a disharmonious appearance as if he had lived somewhere, raised the back leg of a pig that the bandits used to eat and recited dislikes.
“Amitabha. Would you?”
“… … But how can you be so cruel? What is that meat?”
Tak-tak, the monk brushes off the blood and dirt from the meat.
“Bondage and liberation are only in one’s own mind. When the heart realizes… … .”
at that time.
“Die!”
Suwook!
“Kyakyakya! subhead! I killed the monster in the mask of this goon! Let’s clean up the rest of the goblins quickly!”
But Ma Dong-cho just shook his head.
His subordinate bandit, who felt strange about him, asked.
“… … Why are you shaking your head? Is this guy dead now?”
“He doesn’t die.”
“yes? What is it? huh… … !?”
It was real.
When the bandit raised his head, the monk slightly turned his head and looked down at him.
A monk who carelessly chews meat in the same posture.
“Waguwagu, butcher’s too,”
Then, turning around, he pulled out the main vial from the waistband of the bandit who had just stabbed him and poured it into his mouth.
“The tavern too,”
Seeing that relaxed monk attitude, the bandit lowered his head and looked at his sword.
For sure… … It’s clear that he stabbed himself… … His grip was slit and his sword was bent at a perfect right angle.
“… … how?”
Only the priest’s robe was torn, and there were no scratches on his skin. As the bandit slowly raised his head again, Ma Dong-cho’s dejected voice was heard.
“Why is there no weapon in my hand?”
Madongcho’s head toward the floor.
Weapons were strewn about there.
Sword, wealth, sword, spear, pole, kun, etc… … .
Not only Ma Dong-cho’s weapons, but also various weapons were broken and bent here and there.
“Any attack was useless against the Vajrapani. … .”
“… … Goldsmiths!?”
That was the bandit’s last breath.
Clap!
The monk’s fist, like the lid of a pot, was lodged in the bandit’s chest.
“Because even the grave becomes paradise.”
The monk looked back at Madongcho for the last time and took a sip of alcohol while eating the meat again.
“… … Hahaha, are you the Apostate?”
“no.”
“But how do you know the taste of meat and alcohol so well?”
The monk, Won-geuk, now the fifth member of the 6th group, smirked and threw the meat bones and empty wine bottle on the floor. Then, he brushed off his hands and sucked on the remaining oil, revealing a smirk.
“My soul is a Buddhist, but my stomach is a pig. Amitabha.”
Quick!
Ma Dong-cho died, and the mountains of Mt. Ubong were completely subjugated.
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