Top of Gold
Joga, an army of spectators, was located in the Zodiac battlefield in the northwestern part of the city. It is natural for a family to work in the battlefield and eat. I jumped about seven klicks to the battlefield. Looking at the scene of the Zodiac battlefield, I felt that it was not far from my imagination. It was only a matter of seven days before he rode a horse.
In front of the battlefield are four guards. They straightened the window when they saw me, who appeared with a sudden swift scene. They also seemed to have learned martial arts.
"Who are you?"
I stood up for a moment, but refrained. It was because I didn't have to do anything to complicate things. Instead, he said politely.
"I am White Tiger, a disciple of the Blue Dragon Ministry. My executioner, Chief Executive Officer Qingryong, heard that the shooter visited the house and came to contact you."
"Well..."
They glanced at each other for a moment.
"Wait a moment."
"Sure."
"Do you have any proof of your identity? No one with an uncertain identity sets foot in the palace house."
"This is the Blue Dragon Warrior."
In the guard's words, I took out the assailant's shield. The assailant had an ascending blue dragon embossed on it, and it was made from high quality bronze. It was given to me by Lee Kwang Lee in Korea to prove my identity. They lose their resilience when they check out the shooter.
"Oh... you're the one who did the Blue Dragon Circle at that age?"
"Brilliant!"
"Wait a moment."
One day, one jumped in with a shark, and the other three said, loosening the window.
"Did I mention the Hundred Pearls? There's a new star in the crowd."
"How old are you?"
"......"
As soon as I showed him the shooter, it was absurd to see the guards trying to pretend they were close. They didn't seem to think it was a fake or a forgery or anything.
Of course, what I had was real, but it also meant that this crowd was peaceful without much controversy. At the same time, he also proved how high the status and prestige of the Minister of Blue Dragon was in the audience. The Minister of Blue Dragon was also in the audience, like a pair of anamfathologists of the Fallen Lamb.
"Oh... wait... it's important to see the death penalty."
I gave him a rough answer. The guards, however, laughed as they reasoned.
"Haha. Wait for it."
It was when I waited for about each day.
The guard inside said with a puzzled expression.
"Well... I'm sorry, Hundred Goose. You'll have to wait a little longer."
"What's going on?"
"......"
He shuts his mouth without saying anything. I had a hunch there was something going on inside, in that look. It was probably because he said he wouldn't see me, or that he didn't have a complaint in him.
I said it bluntly.
"I am working under Master's orders. It was Master's order to have him executed for no reason at all."
The guards were embarrassed by my temper. Because I was impatient, but I was right. Then the guard who was inside said as if he was in a hurry to excuse himself.
"The sincere offender is having an important conversation with the Grand Chamberlain. If you are from the Blue Dragon Circuit, please understand that."
"Of course I can understand. If you can take responsibility for stopping me."
"......!!"
When the word "responsibility" appeared, the guards' faces lightened a little. It was the scariest word for a guard like them. They quickly thought about how the accounting would turn out for someone, and urged the escort to go inside.
"Taek! Just ask me one more time!"
"It's not that urgent anyway. Say that again."
The escort named Taek was furious.
"Damn! Am I your servant? Why don't you just fuck with me?"
"No, you're in charge of reporting."
"Oh..."
He seemed to resist the insult by force. And then he told me that there was nothing he could do.
"I haven't heard from the lord or the executioner in a while. I'll be sure to listen this time."
"What do you mean? Who told you to go back in the middle?"
"Oh, well... the chancellor told me not to go anywhere near the cabin. Don't worry about it this time."
After saying that, the escort Taekwonderfully rushes inside. The rest of the escorts whisper behind his back as Eng Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Idiot's back, but they don't care. Instead, I rotated my head fiercely to understand the current situation.
The story of the death penalty with the homemaker? Isn't the executioner supposed to meet his friend Changcheon gum dragon Nam Gong-hwan at the house today? This wasn't just a rendezvous point? '
There seemed to be a lot of confusion between the death penalty and the death penalty meeting with Changcheongryong Khwan. I thought the inner-city homemaker would imprison or threaten the death penalty, but I couldn't do that to the crowd. First of all, the death penalty was not the level that allowed the imprisonment of the head of the palace, but because one force of the blue dragon minister was as strong as the two thirds of the army combined. I erased the absurd assumptions from my mind.
I asked the guards if Changcheon Sworddragon Nam Archwan and her fiancée hairdresser were here. Then the guards were alert.
"Why do you ask?"
"I heard a rumor in the street that they were headed for Cho Cho."
"We don't know that."
They caught me not knowing, but I felt sure that I had come to the house to be there. If you really don't know, you don't have that kind of hostile response. As a guard, you seem to have made a mistake by being clumsy at rolling your head.
Should we just go inside? '
I felt like I was wasting my time standing here. However, I clenched my fist and endured it again. It's because I've been dead for quite some time, and I've learned from experience that it takes patience as much as possible to get good results. It will be easy to overthrow the shaman, but the afterstorm will not be tolerated.
Since then, I've been standing there half-heartedly waiting. And only then did a middle-aged man walk out with a guard named Taeki.
"Greetings. Hundred Pearls. I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long."
"What about you?"
"I am Hajun, the head of the household."
He knew that I was the criminal class of the Blue Dragon Ministry, so he was being condescending, not a minor. It means that he treats me thoroughly as a Muslim relationship. I felt sorry for the middle-aged man who claimed to be Hajun, the director of the house.
"The sincere offender talked to the boss, but he said he was staying a little longer because he couldn't cooperate. I told you to return to the Blue Dragon Cabinet later, so don't worry, go back."
"... What were you talking about?"
"It has to do with the secrets of this chapter. If you want to hear it, listen to your executioner later."
I bared my teeth and laughed. It was a smile that was clearly alive.
"Do you see people as favors? You want me to keep him waiting and wait for him to come back later? When the hell is the last time? How am I supposed to believe anything you say if I can't even see his face?"
"Oh, no..."
Chancellor Hajun was embarrassed.
Kuwoo
It was because he had thorns in my words, and the unconscious energy that emanated caused him to writhe around him. Since the Zodiac battlefield was also a Muslim, Hajun Chancellor was also working on his work, but I could see him shrugging and shaking his arms less.
Even the four guards standing next to him took a step back, flawed. They had already turned white to see if Gigi had died in the air. I put a grudge on Chancellor Hajun.
"To tell you the truth, if you don't face the death penalty, or if you don't let me know the details, I'll do it my way."
"Are you going to hurt the face of your death penalty? Are you threatening the war zone on the monopoly subject of the Chungryong ministry?"
Seeing Chancellor Hajun's fierce aim, he was a strong man in his own way. It was because he was still under pressure from the air, but still said what he wanted to do and strengthen the wick. I smiled and spoke plainly.
"Is this a threat? I was instructed by Master to bring in the executions. That's an order that must be passed on to the death penalty. Do not use death penalty. It is the responsibility of death to disobey this order."
"......"
"What do you consider to be the priority of the death penalty's will or the command of your master in ? I'm just saying Dory."
"Hmmm..."
I wedged my face in cold blood.
"Whatever you and the death penalty say, it's a matter of the individual on death row. Master's orders are more important for me and the Minister of Blue Dragon!"
Chancellor Hajun made an embarrassing face.
It was because they realized in the passage of My words that [I, Hundred Hundred Hundred, would have no problem wearing a river hospitable costume even if I fell into a house to seek death]. So much for the Führer. So much for the basic head. In fact, if I make this excuse and beat up the chancellor or the escorts and enter, I will suffer losses only after the Crucible Battlefield.
Of course I'm not really going to beat them up. It is very risky for me as soon as I do it. However, the reason I live and lose consciousness is to constantly imprint the fact that [I may be] so that "threats" can be established. The fact that it could do something crazy could be very intimidating.
Finally, the chancellor sighs as he looks at the manor behind his back.
"I can't help it. I'll teach you the whereabouts of the culprit Jin."
"Where is it? Isn't it inside Cho's head?"
"He left before half an hour ago."
"......!!"
I knew it was my intuition, too. Earlier, the chancellor stopped the guard and sent him back with an excuse to avoid being noticed that there is no case here. I made sure my instincts were correct, but I had no choice. It is only after I have measured the reason and the situation that I am able to choose the best direction not to lose to me.
I told the chancellor.
"Why did you hide the whereabouts of the executioner?"
"Because he asked the lord of the palace."
"What...?"
"I can't go into more detail. However, we only did what we asked, so you should know that even the Blue Dragon Irregulars can't threaten us with this."
Chancellor Hajun's words were as sharp as a razor blade. I no longer stimulated him because there was a mixture of annoyance that he was interfering with someone else's family affairs for no reason. Apparently, the sincere offender asked the homemaker to hide his work for some reason, and the deadline seemed to be tomorrow. The chancellor was just making time as he was asked.
But for what?
The Chancellor soon said.
"He's headed for the depression. Now that you're on a horse, you'll have to hurry to find the pirates."
"You're doing your best to protect yourself."
Telling us where to go in good faith is to make the words to answer the reprimand, "Why did you hide the death penalty later?" Then the Chancellor frowned.
"Don't be sarcastic. We don't like to get involved in other people's business."
"Hmm."
"I won't be escorting you. Goodbye to the small talk."
After a short while, the Chancellor instructs the guards to close the door and goes in. When the door slams shut, the guards look embarrassed, but soon they start to do their job lighting the wick of the torch. Obviously, the sun was setting and it was getting dimmer, so if we don't hurry, we'll miss our race.
Pa 'at
I know where the sarcophagus is. I've lived in the coffin for three years, so I'm getting a sense of its geography. The depression tube was a gateway from the middle circle in the east ( ) to the audiences in the west (⁄ ), which was close to the territorial area of the southern ( ) Yellow Sea. I've never been to the Cliff Tube myself, but it's a historically old fortress and famous, so I thought I'd just follow it along.
'There was a train wreck nearby. Let's borrow a horse from there.'
Riding horses at night is dangerous, but the torch in one hand gives me more visibility. Of course, my riding skills are not that good, so I should probably adjust the speed of the horse properly. I could run, but I wanted to preserve my strength if possible.
Hee-hee-hee.
Near the canal was a powder with a fluorescent torch. Luckily, it wasn't that invisible, so I started running slowly.
According to the inverter, the concrete tubes look about five miles beyond a mountain. According to him, the actual distance would be about 25 liters from here. It was a considerable distance, so I thought I was a good rider.
I thought to myself as I listened to the footsteps of the horse.
'Obviously, Jin So-chong's death sentence met Nam Gong-hwan and Yong-yeon on the battlefield, and is headed with them to the sarcophagus.'
There was only one goal I could think of.
Escort!
In the middle of the day, of course, significant elite masters were wandering around the city in search of Namgong-hwan and the hairdresser. Since Nam Gong-hwan couldn't have known it, he took his fiancée and asked her to help him as well as escaping to the Manor. After telling Lee that he was going to see his friend, he appeared to have accompanied his companions to escort them.
Shoot it.
I fell flat on the horse's back and muttered, avoiding the twigs.
"This is becoming a nuisance."
I'm sure.
If you continue to follow the execution, you will likely encounter some of the elite elite elite. They had a strong obsession with their hair salon, and the elite of the elite could never find one of the races of the Southern Hemisphere. I am more likely to try to fight now, when the sun is setting and it is dark.
Soon I realized my predictions weren't wrong.
As I was slowly walking along the torch to climb down the mountain over the hillside on my horse, a strong reaction came to my senses. It was a massive wavelength, perhaps struck by powerful herbs. The sensation of tickling your ears like an awl, so small that you can't hear it to the average person, is clearly a sign of the struggle of the elite.
"Gosh... it's going to be late."
I kicked my tongue and sped up my horse. It was dangerous because of the descent, but I couldn't help it.
"Come on, you bastard."
I slowly breathed into the horse's neck with one hand, and the horse grew tired and started running faster. At the same time, I was able to help the horse not to get wet or slippery while feeling the sensation of the horse.
Hee-hee-hee -
Ordinary masters could not use chi this way. Because inflating the internal air into other beings is extremely inefficient, it is usually necessary to know the position of the tibial artery and then inflate the restricted internal air with a prescribed blood vessel to reduce the waste of force. However, I am so full of internal air that I can transfer power even if I just breathe energy without looking at the blood flow, even if it is inefficient.
As a result of my haste, I was able to arrive at the battle point in question in about half the time.
Shoot him.
It was a wide plains ( ) with big trees everywhere coming out of the bushes. In the middle of the plains with a cavernous view of the mountain, a torch was set up like a smokestack, and about a dozen souls stood still.
I shouted from the horse.
"Master Jinzo! How are you feeling?"
Chamchae
Jinzo Chung looked at me as he was fighting two masters with his spear. Surprisingly, he moves his spear against two people like his own body, not taking a step back, but seems to be overwhelming.
Ta-da!
"Oops."
As Jinseo-Chung raised his spear, a master who was wearing a longsword bounced back screaming. At the same time, Jinseo uses a cerebral cortex to turn the window blades around, resulting in a peculiar shock wave, and one of the other opponents is shredded and the shoulder shredded off.
Jinseo, who had defeated two masters in an instant, looked at me with astonishing eyes.
"Who are you? Why do you feel the spirit's energy?"
He was able to sense the brain (Qi) oozing out of my body. Even so, the fact that I was able to understand the state of the spirits by being friendly at this time seemed to be a greater master than I thought.
The eyes of the masters in the intestine gathered on me.
I bowed my head and said to the death penalty.
"I have become a new disciple of the Blue Dragon Ministry, and I am called the White Tiger who has been awarded a range. By order of the Crown Prince, I sentence you to death."
"The culprit...? Execution?"
"I, too, became acquainted with the Triple D 32118 for personal reasons."
Jinzo, who was confused, laughed softly to see if he had seen the situation.
"Hahaha! I see! Take care, Priest Hung!"
"Yep."
He resembled the fact that I was from a different cerebral neonatal body, and became a disciple of the master of cerebral neonates, Xinqing Lee. We also learned that the word "feast" is a secret metaphor for brain kidneys. He also appeared to be brilliant in brains and without holes, to be described as a description of the world.
I'm a teenager in the future.
Behind Jinso Cheong, there was Il Nam Il Girl.
He was a very handsome man. Jinzo's office looked like a moderately pleasant boy, but the man looked like a dragon. It was sculpturally handsome, without a scratch, as if carved into a coffin. He smiled lightly and seemed to shake the hearts of many virgins.
Standing next to the handsome man was likewise a damsel of extreme beauty. In my view, it was worth comparing it to Sagong-rin, but I couldn't tell which was better. Compared to that, Sagong-rin invited him, and she looked loving. After all, it was clear that a typical man was a beautiful woman who wanted to risk his life for it.
They greeted me.
"Greetings, Snub. I am the Swordsman Swordsman of the Southern Palace."
"I'm a hairdresser's dinner, a hairdresser's recipe."
"Yes, thank you very much."
I was roughly certain of their identity, so I accepted their greetings without saying anything. Again, my guess is correct.
It was then.
A man dressed in black came out and laughed at Jinzo.
"You're trembling. You won't be able to live today because you've grown into a teenager, Jinzo Church and Changshan Sword Dragon!"
Where he stood, a total of seven to eight masters were standing with their respective reading weapons. I noticed that there was also a mixture of the energy of the four elite masters that I felt during the day. In addition, there was a young man with a throat in the far back, which was a falseous ear that I had defeated during the day.
On the other hand, I had a slight malignancy when the stomach saw me.
"Ah! You're an open boy of the day!"
I said it bluntly.
"Open? I'm a disciple of the Blue Dragon Circle."
"Don't make fun of me for spilling soup like a crow!"
"Don't bullshit me, damn it."
There's nothing to compare it to open?
That was an insult.
I flew straight ahead, annoyed. Maybe we should set an example.
"Crazy bastard!"
The elite masters laughed as I charged forward as I looked at the harpoon. And after a while, I tried to shoot myself with a fierce weapon. But I stopped before I got into their attack range and went straight from the air. Then, he pulled all the internal air up and threw it into the ground.
'Taste it.'
Kukwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwabang -!!!
Destruction!
A loud explosion sounds. With the same explosion that detonated dozens of tubes, dust from the top of the mountain erupted.
As a wall of darkness rises, heaven and earth are overwhelmed by more noise. An intangible shock wave buzzes and tears the clouds apart. The heart of sincerity seemed to collapse at all and break endlessly. A nearby tree was ripped out by the wind because of the shock wave.
The human body could not be the exception.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
"What, what?!"
"Oh, my God, are you crazy?! Hurrah!!"
The elite athletes who gathered together with the screams flew back forcibly, struggling. Some dogs used to stick weapons in the ground or posture in the air, but no one could survive within five chapters. One of the weak men rushed out of the Dozens and bled out from his mouth.
I just pulled all my internal air up and kicked the ground hard.
However, I was surprised by the results like this.
Did I really do this?
What level of internal affairs do I have?
At that time, Jinzo said with a smile.
"Well done, Priest Hung! Let's burn that hairy saucer and get out of here."
"What? Running away?"
"They're all a bunch of losers. We don't want a frontal battle."
Wheaties
The female hairdresser stood on my horse. Nam Geun-hwan said to the hairdresser who caught the horse.
"Hurry to the Ravine. Don't worry about us."
"Okay, go."
Ta-da! Ta-da!
As the hairdresser's horse began to run, me and Jinzo began to run along her. Of course, all three of them were able to keep up with the horse running, but they had to save their strength and stamina, so they only kept their distance to a level that was visible to them.
He looked at me and said while running.
"A young master like you in the audience... the game will change." "
"Ah-ha-ha..."
I laughed absurdly. It is because we know that he is called the Sword King of the Southern Court and the King of the Southern Court in the future. I was a little embarrassed to hear such an assessment from a great man of the future.
At that time, Jinseo-Chun blew the whistle on me.
Did you receive any other kidneys?]
I don't know how to use a vocal cord. Instead, he said with a low prick.
"Yes, the old master died and came to see the Prince. '
[Hehe. It'll be fun to practice in the future. I'll take good care of you today.]
Surprisingly, Jinzo was not suspicious or jealous. No matter how hard the waves of the same waves fall, anyone has to be suspicious or angry. I felt a bit heavy because I felt his mind was not hypocrisy or hypocrisy.
Jinzo Chung is a natural part!
'I'd be relieved if I were tired.'
I thought that I would be able to surpass the genius successor who Lee Kwang has acknowledged in the third half of the year.
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I was surprised while eating chocolate cream bread on the Huff-puff bus.