How the Villain Lives

External affairs. Same time, different place,

Tuck!

One life is so vain. Even a short time ago, the neck of a man who was running around burning his will for life split from his body and rolled the ground. Even though his neck fell, his face was incomprehensible whether he knew it or not, and his body took one step and collapsed immediately.

"Hong Won!"

"No! Stand back!"

"Huff!"

Even the man who stepped forward to investigate the corpse of a colleague also died in the Doudong River. If there's anything different about the man in front of him, he's separated from his neck and body, and he's separated from his left and right. I can't believe I flew a long way, but the father-in-law was a woman who blew up a black sword that cut her life clean enough.

A beauty with black hair, frizzy skin, and cool eyebrows.

When I met her on the road, I felt drunk about her appearance and would look back again. I was such a beautiful woman that a bold man could immediately dash. except that the woman's hands had swords attached to pieces of blood and flesh, and the skin was now dry and turned black.

Ugh!

Miri, who sent the blood and flesh by swinging the twin swords alongside each other, sighed for a moment, looking down at her clothes.

Mirina had a pair of rare swords, each bearing a simple name of a Yellow Sword and a Lost Sword. These two twin swords were the most expensive item she had. You will not have changed equipment even though you are a topranker because you buy skills related to the tribe swordsmanship that money gathers.

Of course it didn't weaken her.

I've defeated countless enemies with this double sword and won. I didn't feel the need to change or be particularly uncomfortable without a good item, but now I'm feeling a little sorry.

'Clothes are heavy.'

Even if it's Rare or higher, it's basically a little waterproof and quickly drains moisture. However, the cheap clothes that Mirina could get in the store were forced to carry a lot of blood.

Jurrrrrrgh.

However, he was dripping like he was inclined to the bottle, not as if he was drowning in blood. Originally black, it doesn't get dirty, but now it's turned black red enough to recognize it at a glance. As Miri's attention seemed to be drawn elsewhere, the monk who was wandering around rushed in with his fist on his waist.

"Die! Eighteen golden tickets!" "

His fist, overwhelmed by golden encouragement, instantly made more than three changes, swinging to aim for a minor point. An attack so swift that even the technologically advanced parties can't control it! However, the fist was unable to reach the intended place.

Cheer up!

Mireille, who was standing upright, was one step ahead, and the sword that came forward pierced her throat. As he twisted his wrist slightly, the monk, whose neck had been torn apart, collapsed in front of him. One person died, but none of the people around Mirinana were surprised or embarrassed.

This is because even if the number of people who have already fallen near here exceeds two digits, it has been too long since they entered the three-digit number.

"I think you should ask Sung-hoon to get a pair of Rare or Unique clothes. When you hold the blood, it becomes heavy and makes you uncomfortable to move."

She fought a clean battle that usually didn't ask for a drop of blood, but she couldn't shake so neatly when dealing with the majority as she does now.

"All of you, spread the test of the Sacred River! All the shamans go to their places!"

"Opening of the Nahan Bok Margin! I will slaughter that evil girl!"

"Evil girl, please don't make any misunderstandings when you hear it."

A man wearing a white robe with a sword pointed at her side shouted at Miriam's attitude as she sighed and spoke as if chasing a flying fly near her face.

"Where do you speak so confidently of killing all of us?"

So far, only Ben Mourim's pledge goes over three hundred villains. There's no reason why. He just showed up and started raiding with a sword without a hemisphere. Because of this villain, confederation took place among the people of the Mourim, not in Bourne.

Even within the Muslim regime set up by the Chinese, there were different moons or armed groups that cooperated, but outside, there was an atmosphere that was trying to hold each other back or stand on top of each other during the galaxy. I didn't have time to care about that. To that extent, her presence was overwhelming.

An eyelid filled with resentment and hatred from those who lost a colleague, a friend, and a brother was shot at Mirina. But Mirina lifted her shoulders up and down, even in the midst of that terrible evil.

"The poet walked from that side first."

The meter was simple.

A Chinese man who ran into Myrina, who was quite far away from the search, immediately began to look at her appearance. Not only appearance, but also atmosphere and energy combine together to create a different kind of charm.

"Why don't you do that and make it good? I'm a volcano disciple, so if you look good, you can get me a good martial arts office, so why don't you hang out for a while?"

"I don't want to."

"Uh-huh! Don't take it out, huhuhuhuhuh."

The Chinese occupation is unmanned or warrior-type.

The peculiarity is that it monopolizes certain skills in the guild. Of course, it doesn't even stop you from sneaking around, but if you hear that skill being used in front of others, you will be killed by the Moonpa or Murimblin enemy in an instant.

As a man, I made a really generous offer. However, if you can't calculate one thing, what he said was that the opponent was premature. She's afraid of the same Koreans, so she doesn't talk.

The response within Miri to the man's needs was simple.

Spank!

Il-do Group.

It was the first start of a man who became a lump of meat. Since then, the death penalty of the man who had consistently killed him, his companion, and the doorman, has begun to come. Miri looks down on them all, and this is the end of it.

"Hmph, it's too late to come around now! Power attack!"

In an instant, four swordsmen surrounded all sides and flew in for an inspection. It was an attack that could be called a one-day attack, but Mirina simply swung the twin swords twice and bounced the whole attack.

"Do you want to be accepted by a free party?!"

'What's wrong with these people?'

Miri, who simply bounced off the black and cut off one's ankle, ran and grabbed a man's body and stood in front of him. Those who were embarrassed and unable to do this because their companions became shields eventually retreated without redemption and collapsed the siege in vain.

Is there such a system in China? And speaking is a strange, deliberate, old-fashioned feeling. '

It was just a feature of the Chinese, but it was a mirage that I didn't even notice. Rather, I was half-enjoying the situation right now.

"Only Plums!"

The tip of the sword trembled marginally, drawing a plum pattern in the air and starting to come over Myrina. Even in the storm of petals, he said, staring at the sword with cold eyes without a single tremor.

"Based on the Dancing Sword, you mix the syllable with the syllable."

"What?!"

Those who flew the screening on words that came out of the Evil Woman's mouth were forced to panic instantly. What she said were the skills that formed the basis of the Ultimate Plum Manly of the Twenty-Four Plum Sword, a feast of Volcanoes she belonged to.

This skill combination was invented by a great genius called the Thousand Kings. How did you sew this herb in the vision?

Of course, he lost consciousness last time he thought about it. Miri, ignoring the warriors looking at this side with his ridiculous eyes, begins to shake his sword slightly, reaching forward.

"That, that!"

"That's ridiculous! This is ridiculous!"

"Evil, no, Mage! It's a sword! Who did you learn how to use it from?"

Miri's sword has just begun to paint the exact same plum pattern as a man. Anyway, the skill has now surpassed the 4-digit number. Among them, basic skills are widespread.

The perfect combination of Dancing Sword, Sagittarius Sword and Fantasy Sword has created a new skill.

Skill already created. Only Skill Name Plums will be saved.

"This isn't bad either..."

I just felt a lack of something, so I added a few more skills, and this time the plum started waving around and pushing people around.

Plum Millions, Illusion Sod, Superior Mane Sword, and Mana Night's perfect connection have made a new skill.

Skill already created. Skill Name Plum Mane Scent ( ) is saved.

"That's the Plum of the Volcano Sword King?"

"Is that possible? It's just a magic trick to deceive your eyes, everyone! I'm getting rid of it without giving me a chance to spread the magic!"

"It's quite spectacular, but it's not my taste."

Mirina, who had eliminated all the plums, began to slaughter her enemies by swinging her own twin swords.

The Chinese unusually used their skills in general combat. Unlike Koreans who save their skills and fight to properly allocate the number of spleen, they are anxious to fight using a combination or combination of ordinary attacks from beginning to end.

Thanks to this, the instantaneous explosion is great, but the internal air consumption is too great. Perhaps these people invested most of their stats in the interior. And they were so easily cut down as if they were all ripe fruits.

'It's a hassle to misunderstand anyway, but should I train for this?'

Only 500 skills have already been seen and taken. The presence of Chinese people who showed their respective skills was no more than a fun practice opponent for Mirina.

The blueberry method will be saved.

The non-dragon angle method is saved.

Your Grand Bankruptcy Chart will be saved.

Thousand Shovel Swords will be saved.

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I switched them to red, but what kind of car is it with Nobles and adults?

Can you use something more cruel or forbidden?