peritoneal warfare
The Jongnam wave is a black wave that is also used in the Old File Room. Although the Cheongyeon shamans and volcanoes may have had some scratches, at least in the southern part of the island their stature seemed to pierce the sky. No Muslim could argue that he had emigrated countless elite masters and that he was one of the most prestigious feasts of all time.
A gateway that will never be outnumbered by the plutocrats I once challenged! It may be confident that it will not be traced to the old file room within the fall sheep, but the phrase itself was a continental class that spread its name under the heavens. From the influence of cognition and faction, the old filament room is like the untouchable mountainside (27888; ).
That's why I told the death penalty because I was ridiculous.
"Are you sure you want to challenge me here?"
"What are you talking about when the priest has reached the edge and unloaded everything from the guest cup to the bag?"
Jinseo-Chun, who was tasting warm tea, laughed.
"Don't worry. The Chongnam won't be cowardly like the famous Fini."
"......"
We were at the outskirts of town. It also meant that it arrived right in front of Jongnam Mountain, the stronghold of the Jongnam tribe.
I glanced at the peak of Jongnam Mountain, looking out of the guest window. Since Jongnam Mountain was not so high in the mountains or peaks, there were traces of buildings everywhere. There should also be a Jongnam building right there in Gufilbang.
"I hope so."
I could never let go. The iron gate was also a wave that was classified as a sperm wave, and it had blown out the neck of a foreigner while being invincible. I felt that there was no guarantee that I would never have to go through that again because I had already been beheaded once. Jinzo said that he seemed nervous when he looked so worried.
"If you're nervous, you don't have to do it this time. The teacher said that tourism is enough."
"I'm not nervous. I'm worried..."
"Speak clearly of your doctor."
Ha -
I sighed as if it were off, but soon I answered with a bold reply.
"Of course I have to fight. How could I miss this opportunity?"
"Hahaha! As expected, the priest has a pleasant quality of a boy."
"......"
Yes, risking your life is not an opportunity to miss. Moringa oleifera was rare and the chance to fight them was hard to grasp. It is also a thousand-year opportunity if you can gain practical experience with the master of the Old Testament. The Confederate Masters surrounded me and I thought it was horrible to imagine it, but I decided to be brave.
'He's here with us, so we can run away.'
I was so worried that I complained when I came to the outskirts of the village, because I trust the ability of the executioner's office. No - I feel more confident than confident. Jinzong is a monster.
Jinseo, who was resting for a long time, said.
"It's late today, so tomorrow we'll climb Mount Jongnam. How would you like dinner?"
"I like dumplings."
"Then let's eat properly in the guestroom."
Dallac...
During the meal, I could see the guests wandering around, dressed in a thin cloth or white cloth. It could be a Muslim or a Chongnam Moon relative to the Jongsang tribe. I focused mostly on eating invisible food because I didn't want to get in trouble with them. That thought seemed to be a slow tasting of stir-fried vegetables.
Jinzo Chung brought up the story after eating food.
"The priesthood is the finest young man I've ever seen. How did you acquire that skill?"
He was quite interested in me. I quivered and gave up my talents lightly.
"I'm still a little nervous. I just had a few relationships, and I was lucky."
"Haha... I have high hopes for the priest. Normally, it was a logic that you didn't pass on Biggie too quickly, but you broke that theory. Of course, I've never cared about anyone as much as you do, and I never will."
"The death penalty is getting a lot of attention, isn't it?"
"Well, you don't interfere much with me. Teach me what you need, and I'll leave you to do more than that."
The face of Jinzo Church said that was a bit bitter. The look on his face gave me a sense of what's going on before and after.
'Maybe it's because genius teaches genius.'
The Feast of Pentecost is the genius of purna, and the Jinzo Church is the same. It was common for similar talent owners to be attracted to each other, and it was easy to assess one another's talents. Perhaps Lee Kwang knows how far the Jinso Chung will go to learn, so he will not interfere in vain. Only such an approach seemed to be reflected to me as somewhat lacking.
But I envied that relationship to be. For about half a year now, Lee taught me all the time, like a devoted light, not because of his tightness. It's because I'm so dumb that I can't learn skills unless I beat and teach all kinds of shit like that. It's nothing compared to trusting the Jinzo Church and letting it go.
I thought about it and said,
"Have you mastered all the equations of the phantom ritual?"
"Spearing is a never-ending path. My sheep are still shallow to say I've mastered them all."
"......"
When I looked at him with suspicious eyes, Jinzo shrugged.
"Yes, yes. First of all, I learned everything I could."
"I see."
"Of course, tomorrow's beeswax is pointless, because I don't intend to use it."
"Yes? You don't use a tie?"
I was surprised. I'm trying to confront an old file room in the underworld, and you won't use your spleen skills? However, Jinzo nodded naturally.
"Of course. You can't kill an enemy in a clan against another. How can you use your skills to spill them?" No matter how great the feasts of the underworld may be, it is inevitable that another person will observe them again and again. Priest, seal up all the rainbows you've learned in tomorrow's shampoo. "
"Hmm…!!"
Of course, I haven't learned to be even yet, and I've only learned Lightning McQueen at most. Nevertheless, I was troubled because my sword improved greatly and I learned the vision by being guided for half a year by Lee Kwang in the third year. Jinso told me.
"I don't care about thunderstorms. But it's best to defeat the enemy with minimal movement."
"Executed. Seems a little cautious, don't you think? However, the level here is very high."
I murmured, but Jinzo was just giggling.
"Hahaha, don't worry."
Wouldn't you worry?
I wanted to scream but endured it. It's a shame that Najik is still talking in a low voice, but if he speaks out loud, he will get in trouble with the officials of the Nambu clan who are on this glass. Our conversation was not so arrogant.
After I finished eating, I slept comfortably. I looked at the ceiling before I went to sleep, but I couldn't think of anything else, so I fell asleep naturally.
The next day at dawn, we climbed Mount Jongnam. There was an orderly path, like a promenade, and there were places to rest. This shows that there are a lot of visitors to the Nam Clan, and the Nam Clan accumulated a lot of wealth. It's because it's obvious that making these roads in Jongnam would have been entirely made using the donations and winnings they made.
Soon after, it appeared that the building that appeared to be the original entrance of the Jongnam tribe was located in the mountains. In front of them were two white prosecutors, who were apparently disciples of the Nam Clan. because the threads on their swords were strangely twisted, and it was probably a sign of the Namwon.
Either way, one of them looks this way and shouts.
"From here, it is the Mainland Mountain of the Jongnam Clan. Foreigners, please state your name and access."
"I am the petition of the Minister of Blue Dragon, and this is my priest, White Wung. I've come from a long way to ask the Nam Clan for a favor."
"......!!"
In response to Jinzo's bold response, they seemed to be quite surprised. It was due to a polite request, but it was a frontal request. One of the white swordsmen, who was standing on the doorman, said that he couldn't hide his embarrassment.
"Are you here because you know this is Jongnam Fara's old room?"
"Of course."
"You're out of your mind..."
"How long are you planning on keeping us here? If you want me to tell him, tell him right away."
Jinzo gave us a pinky glass, and the white swordsman glanced at us with his unfathomable eyes and said.
"Sure. Just wait here for one meal."
Pa!
And I went straight to running somewhere, and I thought that was probably a longitudinal scoop. The position of the swordsman in that bag was also quite high, since the skill of the workman was never low enough to be united.
Shortly after, the swordsman returned with three colleagues. He said in a cold voice.
"Follow us. He said he would meet him at the Dalian Party."
"Who told you that?"
"Shut up. You don't need me to tell you that." "
I was confused for a moment.
'Wow, look at him.'
Of course, I'm being as careful as I can, so I won't leave here, but I thought that attitude was too arrogant. If an uninhabited middle-scale herald would be very angry at that horse.
Jinso told me.
"You're such a gentleman. Is this a courtesy call for a guest?"
"Scumbags! Can the person who requested the beef jerky be a guest? I don't think you're a bunch of romantics trying to win fame by foolishly challenging the mob, but don't think you're walking away."
In saying that, Jinzo seemed to think for a moment. And then he said,
"I think you've identified yourself enough as a romantic."
"Why did you say that? It doesn't seem to have any roots."
Jinzo's face was stiff.
"That's an insult to the Blue Dragon Cabinet and even to my master."
"Haha! Minister of Blue Dragon? Where else would it be? Haha..."
That guy!
I almost jumped out for a moment, but before that, the shadow of Jinzo Township was already flying forward, leaving a tremendous speed ( ). I realized the movement was a thousand pounds of brainstorming, and stopped breathing. Jinzou has already learned all the secrets I need to learn. Even as Jinzo Chung was swarming in front of his eyes, the white swordsman did not seem to be able to determine what was happening.
Kuak
"Queek!!"
One chapter of the Jinzo Church immediately blew the white swordsman's name, and the man came to his senses in the air above the chapter. If I hadn't focused my eyes on it, it would have been hard to see the trail.
"This Norm..."
Before his colleagues stood next to him, he finished twelve rounds of fists before pulling out half his sword. It was fast enough for hands and feet to remain white.
Bubble Bug
All three of them appeared to be first-class masters, and they were beaten to a pulp and fell to their knees. After that, Jinseo immediately turned around and kicked the other ship.
Koo
"Ugh... ugh..."
He foams at the white foam and faints in front of him.
"I don't know, but I won't forgive anyone who insults you."
In the eyes of Jinzo, who had defeated the disciples of the Jongnam tribe, there was something like cold madness. I swallowed my saliva because it was the first time I had ever seen such a petition in my life. You should be afraid of the aftermath of attacking a disciple, but Qi flowing from Jinzo Township was cold and strong enough that you wouldn't even think of it.
After looking at what he did for a while, Jinseo-Chung said.
"Priest. Please dry me properly. I think I'm gonna bleed out today."
I grumbled.
"I think you've seen it..."
Is this the level where you haven't seen blood? Those who collapsed in the intestine were beaten to a pulp that would otherwise be crippled, and some turned their eyes upside down and foamed, and there was nothing unusual about them writhing like worms. I could see that Jinzo was beating him up on purpose.
"I think I'll just take off the field."
Pa 'at
A gruesome sound, he clenches his fist and flies away with a tremendous speed of wind. I'm not sure I can go that fast, but considering Jinzo's internal affairs, it was clear that his workmanship was very rigorous. At the age of Jinzo Chung, it was astonishing how he was in his mid-20s.
I shake my head and look at the white swordsmen lying around. Then I pulled out my tongue.
"Fools. You're gonna pluck a tiger's nose?"
It was hard for me to even make Jinzo angry. In a few words, the swordsman in the bag who shook his wick seemed to have a lot of guts. I hurried forward smiling in relief somewhere.
Tadadad
After running for about two miles a moment, the place appeared to be the main building of the Jongnam tribe on the front. And there were about a dozen disciples who had already been knocked out by the Jinzo Church, and the rest of them were nervous and stretched out in a circle around the Jinzo Church. The 30-year-old male foreman in the front cried aloud.
"You bastard!! How dare you act like this in the Nam Clan!"
"Your side insulted my story first. I was gonna come quietly, but you brought this on yourselves."
"What? Even if that's true, I can't forgive you!"
52517;
At the end of the horse, the white swordsmen nearby raise their swords. It would be normal for a normal Muslim to be nervous or tired of this harsh scene. However, Jinseo was mumbling even more coldly.
"This way is unforgivable."
Kwaguang
Jinzo's new stature suddenly split into three pieces, and sprinkled the leader of the Jongnam White swordsmen who were rushing from all around in turn. In the air, a heavy bang sounded, and every time, white swordsmen sprinkled blood and fell out. There was no one who could get enough herbs to work, rather than compete equally with the Jinzo Church.
Furverbuck
"Shhh!"
"Ugh!"
It was a genuine country to see white swordsmen shattered while being caught and walked in the air. There seemed to be no fatalities yet, but he was stunned and stunned with a few punches.
I couldn't keep my mouth shut from seeing that shocking sight. There's a lot of second-class uninhabited people in here, but most of them are first-class artisans, and they're mixed up with top-class entrepreneurs, and they're so overwhelming? What was even more surprising was that the Jinzo Office was still clearing the southern waves from the front with only the brain canal and the brain canal without taking out the main weapon, the spear.
'... Hot! It's not time to watch!'
I shouted in a hurry.
"Execution! Stop!"
Kwaaang
The last white swordsman was trembling, leaning against the Jongnam Gateway, and Jinzo broke down the door, which would weigh thousands of square feet. A huge gate the size of a sheet flew away and crashed into the ground with a heavy sound. Right next to the white swordsman, who was crying and peeing because he was afraid, Jinseo's petition was twisted.
Jinso said with his hands closed.
"I'm not feeling well yet, Priest."
"Yes?"
Jinzo lifted his head a little. I was surprised to learn that he looked at the innermost building of the Jongnam and saw the elite there. On the contrary, Jinzo began to walk in front of the lid.
I was looking at the paintbrush with my own eyes in a pure sense.
And I could see that I had misjudged a human being called the Jinzo Corporation.
This human was not a kind and kind sheep. It was usually quiet, but once it caught fire, it was this one and that one, and it was a beast that destroyed it without being trifled with. (cf 29467; cf 29560;). Destroyer with absolute confidence in his own power!
"Let's have a fight."
"......"
I wanted to ask, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?" But I was scared and couldn't say anything, so I followed.