Top of Gold
Dagdaq Dagdaq
In the front, you hear the sound of the hairdresser's horse running.
The escape was smooth. It was a subtle, distant howl, for all I could see, but once the distance was over, the pursuers were hard to catch up with. He is also running fast on horseback, but this side doesn't give him much distance anymore. Moreover, I had to be careful not to fall while rushing in because my vision was too uncomfortable because it was at night.
Earlier, when I destroyed the earth, there were five who were chasing me to see if four people had become insolvent. The remaining one was a master of martial arts, but he had not pursued whether he had been killed a lot before. I looked at their numbers and said,
"Wouldn't three-five be worth a shot?"
"No, it's not. There is one master of memorization among them, so do not accept frontal confrontation."
"Memory?"
"It's called Sae-ryong." You have to be careful. "
Jin Xu Chung's words contained the color of strong boundaries.
'That altercation must have been really dangerous.'
The situation was that Jinzo, who wanted to avoid a frontal fight because he had a memorialist, had to endure it under compulsion. I was a little creeped out by the thought that something bad might have happened even if I was late for work. Whoever the Dragon is, if he's using a memory, he's definitely avoiding head-to-head combat. Memory can change the situation at any time because it can be buried in poison.
The dragon was chasing us, not wasting his memory, but looking for an opportunity. Rather than hurrying now, it would be better to aim for a shortcoming that consumes our stamina as we run. Since a mountain path was coming up soon, we had to be careful of the memory of the dragons flying behind us.
Tada
I asked the question to Nam Gong-hwan while running.
"Swordfish. Don't you have a family escort with you?"
Nam Gung-hwan smiled bitterly at my question.
"There's an internal situation. Just get to the Ravine and you'll be fine."
"Really?"
"I see."
I wanted to hear what was going on with Nam Gong-hwan. But I couldn't waste my strength talking while I was being chased and running. I noticed that one of the five men chasing behind me was slowing down and narrowing the streets, and I quickly turned around and blew out the dagger in my chest.
Peeing!
"Dagger..."
Kuaang!
"Rrrrgh!"
The master who wore iron chains blocked my dagger with a chain, and with a shriek, he bounced away. The iron shatters and sticks it in the ground. The other four movements that followed his appearance were stagnant, and his eyes probably widened. It means that the strength of the iron master and the strength of my dagger are many times greater.
He said as if he was tired of Nam Gong-hwan.
"What a... monstrous inner air... No one in my family has more inner space than you."
"Internal Affairs isn't everything."
"Humble."
Nam-gwang Hwan admired my humility, but I know that 'internal affairs are not all.' The higher the altitude of martial arts, the higher the understanding of Qi and the higher the altitude of martial arts, the more important it is than the pure workshop force due to air.
There is a master somewhere who can spill it all out and counteract even if I smash it with the power to cover the whole world. There will be another master upon the master, and an absolute master that transcends even that.
'That's why I must learn to do it deeply in the Blue Dragon Palace.'
If you simply try to eat well and live well, there are many ways. However, when there is a lack of strength, there must be a limit somewhere. In order to overcome that, it is imperative that you explore the origins of the working man to the realm of the Master.
It was then.
Hee-hee-hee.
Suddenly, outside about chapter 7, the hairdresser's horse started to slow down. As the horse's butt grew larger and narrower the distance between us, the three of us were instinctively able to intuit. The flat plains are now over and we have reached the beginning of a mountain pass up to the Gateway Ravine.
Fortunately, this mountain pass is a well-paved conduit and it's not that difficult to climb because the ramp has been cut quite low. The problem is, even if it is difficult to climb a horse, you have to get off the horse.
As she stepped off the horse, Nam Gong-hwan worried about her.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. More than that, I'm sweating..."
"Haha... I'm fine."
There was a lot of sweat running down our foreheads and back. Nam Gong-hwan, who stole his brow sweat, glanced back and said.
"Looks like we'll have to settle things with them now."
Yes. Now that the streets are completely narrowed, there's no escaping them. Seeing how Nam Gong-hwan surrounded the hairdressing session earlier, the hairdresser seemed to be weaker. It was better than before because it was three-quarters, but I thought this would be more disadvantageous if I fought while guarding the hairdressing story.
A quiet silence lurked between us and the top masters.
At that time, one of the top artists, who looked like a parasitic monsoon, walked forward smiling with a charming musical sensation. He was passing by in the middle of the day.
"The Great Sagittarius! As I said before, it's too much for you to take control of the celestial body by yourself." "
His face hardened. He tightly clenches his fist in anger.
"Shut up, phoenix! How dare you...!!"
Color?
Then, his appearance and strength were almost the same as the color I had heard through the gospel. Because they mainly practice flocculation, they change in appearance more feminine and have a strange smell on their body.
Colored horses were naturally sexually aroused perverts, so there were many things that would ruin their lives if women or Muslim women were mistaken by color. Moreover, I have heard that it is not easy to catch a horse because it is more internal to the nature of graffiti than ordinary Muslims.
Jinzo's death sentence looked around at the three standing next to him and said:
"Sapphire Dragon, Conductive Ear, Firm Steel Part. You must all be top celebrities in Anvolity. Did you come all the way here to get drunk on a helpless girl?"
"......"
The criticism of Jinzo's office prevented him from answering if he felt ashamed. However, I snorted, pointing my curved gaze this way, even though I bumped into my aerodynamics of what the gospel earring was made of.
"Ha! A Cheonan is worth the shame. When you take her, how many times does the internal air multiply at once and you can hold the Yin Hui Qi? I could risk my life for that!"
The axe called the Hard Man next to me battled the elite master. He was a big, ugly, typical bandit-looking guy. He glances at the curvy body of the hairdresser with a squinty eye and says,
"How many boats pass through the harbor anyway?"
"Kahahaha! You've got a great mouth, Hardy! Hahahaha!!"
I laughed at the stubborn gossip of the hard part.
"Ah…"
The sexually insulted hairdresser blushed, especially her fiancée, Changcheonggum dragon penis, with a blushed face. He gritted his teeth and said.
"Those who can't even face each other in Anhui..."
The coloured horse smiled.
"Haha. Of course, in Anhyeong, I have to concede the royal statue to the Southern Imperial Court. But this is a crowd without your influence. What are you going to do when you shout in broad daylight?"
Yes, it is.
No matter how powerful the famous saga or the moon moon may be, there are very few factions that can influence the whole of the Middle Land. Because of this, Muslims who have a grudge against the Gate tribe have no obstacle to all means and means to escape the area.
I didn't have a clue what the conclusion would be if I were to go head-to-head. I was the one who had crossed many lines so far, but this was almost the first time that a group war between Muslims was fought. Especially since my experience with memorization was unlikely, I was also likely to suffer fatal injuries regardless of my internal circumstances.
Of course, I didn't think it would be easy, but I had to think a lot about the difficult difficulties. It is because there are consequences that cannot be reversed by one mistake.
How do you want to overcome this situation?
While I was thinking, I stepped forward. The attention of everyone was drawn to me, especially the way the elite looked at me was mixed with a little fear. But now that I've seen the great inner circle, I can't help it.
I decided to be a little bluffing.
"Those things are dying in one blow. Aren't you scared of me?"
"Ugh..."
As I exhaled my life, my energetic colored horse and hard parts were pricking and I took a step back. He was afraid I'd come running back and kick him in the balls. Especially, Zhang Dragon was clearly wary of me and prepared several memorizations between his fingers.
Then the gospel ear ring looked at me and said,
"Hmph! It's true that your inner circle is enormous. But the operation of internal medicine and herbs was sloppy and couldn't defend against the Complex Blood at all. I can take you on myself if I don't hit you myself."
"......"
Perhaps I wasn't the only one who saw good in today's short encounter. Obviously, according to the gospel type, no matter how many internal battles I have, the person who gives the other person a fatal injury first wins.
No matter how strong my internal air is, it won't work if I don't get it right. The new law and the law of preaching ears were very good, so if he opened the world war against me, he could hold me by himself.
'No, but it's a burden to deal with me. Is she worth dying for?'
I was already in the context of the conversation.
Lee Yong-yeon from Yin to !
I don't know, but the man who was having sex with her seemed to be able to enhance her inner air and harness a special energy called a gondola. That is why more than ten elite masters have been chasing after them in droves.
Of course, I don't think I want to have sex with her or rape her or anything. It is because she is coming to the world without her, even after eating three thousand snowflakes. I was worried that my balance of internal affairs would be upset because of the uncertain power called the Celestial Keeper, so I could consider that I had nothing to do with my practice.
That's why I was killed by a preaching ear ring.
"To put it simply, it's a group of rape horses that came in droves because one woman couldn't do anything on her own. If you want to fuck like that, you're gonna go to Hong-roo. Is that what your parents taught you, you pathetic son of a bitch?"
"......"
"......"
At that moment, the boy was in a state of silence.
'Oops.'
After a simple mission to bring the executioner to the Celestial Dragon Palace was twisted into a life-threatening mission, I became annoyed and made a mockery that I learned during the Apocalypse. At that time, I was forced to learn a harsh insult by myself when I rolled over to fight the bandits.
After all, the top masters were Muslims who had been practicing shamanism since childhood with the right teachers. Surprisingly, there would not have been much to eat in life such a vulgar, vulgar lust. Unlike the colored or hard parts, gospel earrings were less resistant because they were strong traces of death in the formal family.
That's why the gospel ring was half out of his mind, and his face turned red and he lost his cool. The Pokémon seems to have inadvertently succeeded in Taunting.
"Hey, hey, you bastard!"
You little bitch!
He swings his gaze faster and faster than he fought in broad daylight. It was so fast that his body was scattered as if two identities had formed, and it was almost undetectable since it was midnight.
'Coming.'
I kept my mouth shut and my mind focused as his hallucination flew in. Since we couldn't see his intervention at the time of the battle, we just decided to focus our internal air on our eyes and put everything on our vision. When the internal air focused on the eye, the pupils' vision increased for a moment, so I could see the attack of the acoustic esophagus.
To the right!
Shoot -
I cut myself about an inch from my shoulder. However, I rotated my body a little and avoided an attack of the acoustic pseudotype with a small difference. I was frightened that I didn't know that preaching ears could be avoided so neatly. It was impossible because of my skills that he knew.
"No?!"
As the attack of contrition breaks through the air, I can see all of his gaps. So, without hesitation, the right foot carried the rotational force along the axis, swinging the sword across.
Gaaaah!
Immediately, the body of the preaching ear pseudopodia formed a pulmonary cavity, and the torso sprayed its intestines and soared into the air. Blood splatters like a river, and the undefeated lower body kneels forward. He opened his eyes as if he couldn't believe he had lost until he died.
The torso of the falcon is flaccid. I scrubbed my face as soon as I saw the blood splattered all over my clothes. He then laughed at the corpse of a false species.
"What should I do? I killed you."
The remaining three people retreated in a panic.
"Ugh..."
By their calculations, they thought they could overcome them with the power of memorization, but the gospel earring that had suddenly promised to take care of me went into paradise at once.
"I will definitely get the celestial bodies!"
On the contrary, she showed an egg full of faces and ran away once. The adrenalism was great, but it looked faster than a preaching ear falcon. Perhaps the coloured horse is the tallest of them all.
"Well, I guess I..."
The sturdy part that was standing around was also trying to withdraw. However, at that time, Nam Gong-hwan, who was secretly watching the situation, was moving.
Ka River!
His sword flashed like lightning before he could even take two steps, and the hard side was forced to stop the first attack with an axe. But he had already become an imprisonment that could not be easily escaped. The strength of the hard part was clearly below that of the Swordfish South Archwalk. Elongated Millden's unit cried out like a cry.
"Dragon! Now!"
"......"
"Dragon!"
But nothing changed.
Chuckle Chuckle!
"Huff... ugh..."
He said as if he had chewed it out.
"Blame your vulgar mouth."
Immediately five seconds later, he slaughtered the upper half of the rigid body using the Southern Hemisphere's Caesarean sword method. The hard part, which had been cut straight into the heart with a knife to the neck, stared at the penis with a poisonous eye, but after a moment, it slowly collapsed as the sword of the penis was drawn.
Kung
After the death of the hard man at the hands of Nam Gong-hwan, it seemed to be almost over. Now there's only one dragon left in the intestine, and he stands still, doing nothing. Nam Gong-hwan points his sword at Zhang Dragon.
"Zaryong. You are a renowned memorialist in Anhui Land, so I was most wary of you. But he didn't do anything when he had the chance. What are you thinking?"
"......"
Zhang Dragon hesitates and replies to Nam Gong-hwan.
"I was ashamed of what Jean negotiated. I came all the way here to be stronger, but I can't help but realize that what I'm trying to do is commit someone other than myself."
"Saying that doesn't make your sins go away."
"Phew... Do you think I'll risk my life?" "
Zhangryong, who was in charge of the heights, said.
"The other thing is, I'm not moving, but I'm not moving. Jean Grenade couldn't stop me if I'd moved a bit. I'd bet my life on it, but there's no escaping the fatal wound."
"I see..."
In the words of the dragon, I could see that Jinzo's death sentence, which appeared to be standing still, was actually a dedicated deterrent to the dragon. Thanks to this, I and Nam Gong-hwan were able to slaughter the enemies with ease. Even though I was quite far from the authors, can I still have the restraint to feel the threat of my life to a savage memory master?
He turns to me and says,
"Did I say hundredfold?"
"Yes."
"Don't be so reckless from now on."
I beg your pardon?
"If I didn't have your execution here, I could have killed you five times in between the countryside. No matter how thick the internal air is, if you try to kill someone because the blood is empty, don't ever sneak up on me like that again. Be sure to use defensive technique first if you want to correct it."
"......"
I thought it was absurd to see the dragon advising me like a kind senior, but soon I could see with my own eyes that he was speaking with sincerity. Not only that, but the death penalty was a sign that confirmed his advice, even though he did not say anything. Even when I was angry for a moment, the advice of the memorialist was helpful.
'I see... I'm too vulnerable to memorization or poison. I need to practice this as well.'
"I see."
As I answered, Sae-ryong smiled later.
"Thank you for waiting for me to finish. Then…"
Phew!
"......!!"
Suddenly, a serpent pops out of his chest and sticks it in his forehead. It was so fast that there was nothing I could do. Surprisingly, even though the ileum penetrated the brain, little blood was shed, and the dragon shivered for a moment, then collapsed forward and died. He had no intention of surviving, so he volunteered to protect his last pride.
It seemed like a very brutal method of suicide, but it was most likely a method of death as painless and quick as the one chosen by the memorial master. No matter how it looks to others, if the brain is destroyed and consciousness fades quickly, there will be no more pain.
Nam Gong-hwan looks down at the corpse of the Dragon and says bitterly.
"He had a conscience unlike any other."
"......"
"Then we must protect the honor of the Dragon."
Perhaps if Nam Gong-hwan crosses the Ravine and is safe from pursuit, all the attackers of today will be hanged by the death warrant of the Southern Hemisphere. And I almost had them branded as prey by coloring them in Kangho's vocabulary.
However, because Zhang Dragon chose his conscience in the end, he will take the secret to the tomb. It was helpful to the remaining acquaintances or sages of the Dragon.
"Here we go. Before the rest of the pursuers arrive."
And we took a step to the crevasse.
'Is that really a good thing?'
I was just thinking about what happened earlier.
If he had just rolled his head a little further and acted ruthlessly, he could have saved his life and driven us all to the brink of extinction. In fact, it was dangerous to stab through two gaps.
Nevertheless, the one who chose conscience. Suddenly, it seems like a good death. But when I looked at it, the death of the dragon didn't make any sense. It looks cool, but I don't think so, so I shake my head.