Godless Birth

The smile on his mouth with a confident step was enough to represent the heart of Hwang Tai.

It wasn't just the palace ceremony.

Most of the Hao Mundo was similar to Huangxi.

The judgment of the literature was correct.

I had never honestly thought that a day like this would come when I would live in Hao Mundo.

Those who were fingered for dropping became able to support the elixir and learn to do the work.

The monthly salary rose to give me time to live.

Even though I thought I sensed it, my life changed again and again one day as if heaven and earth had opened up.

Every day seemed like a dream.

I didn't have to frown anymore.

It was just an open window.

There were no more who approached them. No one sent a look of contempt and was trying to show themselves well.

Is there an inversion like this?

The man who had spit and beaten himself up brought luxury as a gift and bowed his head and apologized.

It was the fact that I am no longer ashamed of my children.

I could be a respected parent and a respected head of household.

Hao Moon's unmanned Hansse made me proud and proud of my children.

Limited Woo had become the faith of many Hao Mundo.

* * *

“The Bleeding Wind White meets Lord Gaju. ”

“Big Bang Hyuk is here to see the Lord. ”

That's a hell of a name.

I was stuck in the mountains, so I heard the news late and welcomed Hyukie and the walker.

Han Se Ga embroidered the castle of ‘Han’ and the hero on the forehead.

The chicks are cool.

A sharp prayer gushes from his body, whether he has been lazy or not.

I thought you said you wouldn't get hit by a force force, but you said it was a place to make people, and now the fetus is coming out properly as the majesty.

I smiled at them and said,

“I had a hard time coming. Let's eat.”

“Yes, Lord. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Bloop.

The moment I opened the door to the restaurant, the smell of food pierced my nose.

There were those who arrived in advance and waited for me.

Chancellor Jegalyeon and Vice Chancellor Jegalyeon.

Elder God's discipline.

Jeong Ho-jun, the elder Gangseo-pyo.

Three Elder Hao Mun-ju's parable.

Four Elders Jegale Sega State Jegaljin.

Woojin and Won Young.

And the ghosts and Hyukie who joined us today.

The pillars of the Hanssega and those I could call my family were all in one place.

In fact, it could have been uncomfortable for me to be an orphan with a housekeeper, but I was an orphan here, and Hanci Sega had just been established, so there was no history like any other gateway or Sega. It is a reality that everyone works in other organizations and gathers around me. So, getting to know each other and getting to know each other better, all the meals together were the only family customs of Hanci Sega.

I opened my mouth once, looking at those who were staring at me with food in front of them.

“Let's eat.”

Chopsticks were busy.

Only one was busy.

It's consistent.

Unlike the sharpened prayer, Hyuki was still being disarmed in front of the food.

Turns out he wasn't a storm lord anymore, he was a mobster.

* * *

Boom, boom, boom!

In the cloudy dirt, workers were sweating marbles as they carried the materials.

It was because Hans Seigga entered into a full-scale expansion, converging with the general's opinion that it should expand to suit the four generations.

I broke down the wall of the Gangseo provincial office that was next to Hans Sega, and paid for the nearby land as well.

For people in the Gangseo region, the existence of Hans Sega was more than existence, so they all happily responded to the transaction.

The existence of Hans Sega enabled commercial rights in the Gangseo region and stabilized security.

“Lord! Lord! ”

“What's all the fuss about? ”

Jung Ho-jun stared at the running servant, trembling, and was holding the weight in his back.

“Degrees, young master · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Original? Why Original? ”

“You're out of the pulmonary tract. ”

Jung Ho-jun's eyes shook violently.

He said he'd be back in three years, and then he went to the pulmonary tract.

You still have a year left to get out. What's wrong? "

To be honest, Jung Ho-jun had completely forgotten the existence of his son who had been in the pulmonary tract. It was because he had problems with his life and his work was too busy with the sudden rise of plagiarism. Above all, there were a lot of things to do to get under Hanssega.

All of this happened while his son was training in the pulmonary canal, and Jeong Ho-jun forgot his son because he didn't have enough days to process the pile of things.

Above all, the spirit of filial piety, which discusses the most painful things with my daughter, was coming and going in front of me. When I faced death, could I think of a son who did not see his face in the pulmonary canal?

I'm sorry, but I had no choice.

The problem is that his son is very different from his love and pride for Gangseo Province.

I just wanted to sigh, and then a big accident happened.

“So where is the original? ”

“He said he would wait in the Lord's Oval Office. ”

Jung Ho-jun ran to the executive office while forgetting his physique.

Ta-da!

After almost arriving at the office, Jeong Hyo-jun picked his breath and polished his clothes.

Bloop.

As soon as Jeong Ho-jun opened the door, a familiar back pain was turning his head and raising his body.

“It's been a long time. Father.”

“Hmmm. It's been a long time. ”

In a bony greeting, Jung Ho-jun sat down clear-headed.

“It's nice to see you looking so healthy. So, any success with your training? ”

When she saw her father dodging her eyes, she felt anxious about the strange things she had heard before coming to the office.

No matter how much I looked at it, I felt uneasy rather than welcoming myself.

“We've made some progress, though. ”

“A little. I thought you said you weren't coming out until you were big or satisfied. ”

Garden Jin was sure.

The old man didn't do this.

It was my father who first asked me why I hadn't filled in three years, whether I was sick or feeling well.

That's why he also did not say the garden.

“The thump came to the concert hall, and I couldn't concentrate, so I stopped the pulmonary canal. ”

It was under construction, but Jung Ho-jun blamed himself for the fact that his son had finished his pulmonary training.

Now that I have sighed, I was planning to think of an excuse to tell my son, but he appeared in an unexpected situation.

“What the hell is this commotion? Why did you break the wall? ”

On his way to the Oval Office, Garden Jin constantly heard a nonsense of nonsense. Although it was absurd to say the same thing, I thought it would not be a lie, but the only one who could explain the situation clearly was my father.

“Is it true that the Gangseo Bureau belongs to a place called Hanxi Sega? ”

“It's true."

“How can you make such a decision without asking for my opinion! ”

“It was for the best. ”

In his reply, the gardeners shook their fists and trembled.

Wherever Gangseo is.

It's a plaque of ancient history and tradition.

It was a place that occupied the top of the Teen Mark in the river lake.

However, it was unacceptable that such a library was absorbed by Han Ci Sega while training in the closed tube.

"Why do I have to do pulmonary training while eating tasteless cliffs?" ’

It was all to revive the Library of Congress as the firstborn of the family.

For Garden Jin, Gangseo Province was everything.

Whenever I wanted to give up, I could barely bear to think of my father and sister, but I don't know what nonsense I'm saying.

“I think I'm having a terrible nightmare. ”

Garden Jinn pinches her cheeks.

Jung Ho-jun said.

“It's real.”

Jung Ho-jun sighed as he looked at his son's sullen eyes.

‘Where should I start? I wish there was a Woojin or Won Young. ’

They had not seen where they had gone since lunch.

“The Gwak Merchant Guild aimed at the Gangseo Republic. ”

“Isn't Mr. Kwak Jing your father's dead body? ”

“There was no friendship in front of greed. His father became addicted and collapsed. Won Young was traveling around looking for a congressman, and then I met him at Hans Cega's Limited Woo Household. ”

Jung Ho-jun said without pretending, starting with the first meeting of a week with his daughter.

“So that one housekeeper treated your father and punished the Gwak Merchant Guild? ”

“Don't hang up, listen to the end. ”

The more I listened to Jung Ho-jun, the harder his expression became.

No way! ’

The group was clearly possessed by a ghost.

I can't believe everyone who was dying was a senator on the mountain practicing medicine.

But he can't be called a member of the Gangho Army, so now he's the first member of the Congress.

I started practicing martial arts while I was briefly entrusted with my body, and I climbed to the surface of the landscape and killed the Apothecary.

Hans Sega is making a name for himself instead of the apostles.

Garden Jinn laughed nonsense.

"The Zechariah's housekeeper abandons his post and becomes the Chancellor of Hanci Sega? ’

"Faithfulness invites disciples? Storybooks don't make a big deal out of this. ’

After listening to the unbelievable words, the gardeners were sure.

‘It was all magic. They're all enchanted. Will I be able to break the spell? ’

You don't have to.

He was the head of the National Library of Gangseo.

It was an obligation.

With his own accomplishments during the closed-tube training, it was clear that the best we could do was break the spell and save the Library of Congress from danger.

“Father. ”

Jung Ho-jun suddenly tilted his head toward his son who was giving him a gaze of determination.

“I will undo your sorcery. ”

Jung Ho-jun lost his words for a moment when he saw his son who had not even listened to what he had said, and he was running toward Hanseonga.

Jung Ho-jun, who was shaking his head, left the office with a grimace.

It was because I saw myself and experienced myself, but I was utterly lost in words.

* * *

There was incontinence on Jung Ho-jun's forehead.

It was because Woojin and his daughter were sitting at the table laughing and talking.

“Brother, have some of this too. It's so sweet.”

It was unfair to think that my son wouldn't misunderstand even if they helped him a little.

“Elder Jung, are you here? ”

Jung Ho-jun sighed and sat in Daejeong.

“Lord, a word of silence. ”

Jung Ho-jun couldn't connect the words.

It was because my son had just wandered down the road.

“Wonyoung! Escort the King! ”

The limited rain frowns, turning its head to a strange voice.

Because Hans Sega was heavily guarded and not a place for unauthorized people to go.

That's why I've been trying to beat the wind.

Looking at Wang Woojin and Garden Young, who woke up with a surprised expression, I suddenly picked up the fruit.

Hanci Sega (3)