Volcanic Spirit

*

Haomun's branch consists of Bachelor's Degree, called the manager of the branch manager. They took charge of the information and became the link to the customer. Hana scholars were in a cross-strait relationship, only under the orders of the branch manager. So a branch manager was like a king in charge of local information.

"Hmm, I hate snow. But I like to drink good liquor and look out the window at such a warm place."

At the branch manager's words to himself, the scholar, who was crying, spoke flatteringly.

"So do I. But it's the bliss of life to spend time with a good person."

"Click, it's great that you flatter yourself. It's fun to talk to."

"Hehe, flattery. Oh! I brought you a bottle of good liquor. It's a famous liquor in the entertainment land, and they say you can live a long life by mixing gold powder."

The branch manager exclaimed at the bottle provided by Unhaksa.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeah, there was a nut that came in last time. You mean the one that you put up as a tribute to the Imperial Palace."

"Yes, just in case, I have some."

"It looks delicious. Bring it."

Unhaksa paced his way to the door like a coroner.

At that moment the door exploded.

Quaqam!

The branch manager jumped up unknowingly. I was shocked at the sight of Unhaksa bouncing off with the door and turning into blood. Beyond that, Lee Hwon dragged in the Jonghaksa Temple. He lifted Jong Hak-sa like an airstone and made him look at the branch manager.

"That guy, right?"

"Uh, that's right."

Lee Hwon has dropped his last degree.

Hana Jong, a scholar, sat down and screamed like a sitting duck. Because my legs were crushed, I couldn't walk properly for life.

"Sir-in-chief!"

The branch manager waved his hand in a hurry.

"The deceased misunderstood something. It's all his fault that he sent a group of mourners to attack the deceased. You'll find out when you've interrogated the Mundos."

Lee Hwon grinned.

"I know. You sent only Mundo. So who sent the spray?"

For a moment the branch manager hesitated.

Lee Hwon naturally turned to the table where the branch manager was sitting. Then he began to drink expensive liquor prepared by Un Hak-sa.

"Wow! What the hell are you drunk on?"

The moment I saw the gold powder, I narrowed my forehead.

The end of the change was the beginning, and the best time was when alcohol remained as a drink. The branch manager slipped back on Lee Hwon's unpredictable words and actions. As soon as I met Lee Hwon's eyes, I couldn't move like a bug caught in a spider's web.

"Who's behind you?"

"Huu, if you don't want to turn all the Hao Mundos in the midfield against the enemy, you'd better do it."

"Who sent the spray?"

"I don't know!"

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"Then I'll have to have a body-to-body conversation."

Puck!

The branch manager was beaten to death in the lower abdomen.

Lee Hwon looked out of the window after being caught and carried him on his back.

Hao Mundos were coming from all sides when the storm came in.

"Let's leave a trace like bait."

As soon as he smashed his spear and flung himself, the cries of the Hao Mundos came from all sides.

"It's east! We have enemies eastward!"

*

Hwacheonggung Palace is located in the middle of Yeosan Mountain.

Due to the splendid landscape, Hwacheonggung Palace was seen before the scenery of Yeosan. This is because the palace was not only restored by Bokcheonjeok, but also expanded by several times.

"I didn't know you had this talent."

At the words of the master of the secret law, he narrowed the gap between his eyes.

"Should I say thank you because even the uninvited guest is praising you?"

A sharp conversation came and went.

The former was a chief three-time master, and the latter was called Nomadu, or Cheonghae Ssanggo. Since they are geographically close, the two have been on a life-and-death basis several times in the past.

The secret royal messenger only came to Hwachong Palace under orders from a black man, and did not know the existence of a vengeful enemy. Four musketeers and four musketeers worked under one person, but did not interact with each other. That's why the people under them also know each other's existence today.

"Hmph! I've heard that you're being chased around by the exploits of the Gonryun faction. But now that you've become so rich, your brother in the underworld must be very happy. Right?"

The sarcasm of the secret law firm kept the golden sword and the old guard from being angry. The brothers were called twins, but the reason why they killed their younger brother was because they were his older brother, Bok Chun-jeok. They mocked each other for using their power by borrowing money from the military, but so did they.

"You're still alive. Was it ten years ago that Milcheon-dong collapsed after the Podalab Palace and the Buddhist Temple were combined? Your wife and children are all dead. But I'm glad you'll still live to perform the ancestral rites."

The master of the secret law quivered.

He lost his family directly compared to the bitter twin. In the first place, they had to lose if they had a quarrel. In the end, the two did not slow their lives to each other until a beautiful woman with a bright appearance appeared.

"The gentleman had a hard time coming a long way. I'm so thrilled that you're going to help a lot of girls."

The woman was in tears like Anan, who met a black man. The master of the secret law coughed in vain as he looked so pathetic that he could shed tears just by touching it.

"Hmm! You don't have to bring in a car, do you?"

Ambiguous at the words of the master of secret law, he lifted up his sleeves and smiled bitterly. She also has a bright plum at the end of her sleeve, like Anan, proving herself.

"I'm afraid I'm going to see someone because I have a man in this place like this. So I'm going to ask for your company."

"Haha! This is it. One. I've caused you trouble."

He stared at the secret master, who was smiling like a completely different person from when he was dealing with himself.

"Get out of here if you know it's a nuisance."

"This is the road after being asked by a black man."

Smoothed

Her hand brushed against the back of the secret master's wrinkled hand as soon as ambiguity handed over the tea.

"Phew! The white man is dead, and the black man is one step ahead of you, so you'll have a long way to go. I don't know when I'll be able to get ahead of my colleagues."

"Click, won't you be able to spend this winter on the volcano?"

"Hmph! What effect would one of you have?"

The secret master lowered his voice to the vengeful sarcasm.

"Already a hundred people have already reached Sohwasan Mountain in the Great Barrier Reef. On that day of the covenant, I will climb the mountain on the other side."

Ambiguous eyes glistened.

His expression was still full of sadness, but his eyes were filled with joy. The palaces were bloodthirsty homicides. In addition to them, it would be as easy as eating cold porridge to promote volcanic waves.

"By the way, it was a little noisy outside."

He shook his head vaguely at the words of the master of the secret law.

"There's someone who's digging for the back of the Boksagans. I sent down the triad and the whole area, so it's going to be solved. You can only take care of the blood of the heavens so that you don't go wrong."

The Seven Monks of the Three Yellow Monks must have been the old ones who used to refuel birds. Even a secret agent had to take a long time to deal with the seven alone.

"Huh, you let them go. Where did the super-peak master fall?"

"It's to make sure everything is all right. They haven't had anything to do recently, so they've been very bored."

The master of secret law shook the tea in one mouth and raised himself.

"Then I'll trust you and prepare you. By the way! Black clothes are buried. Chrysanthemums and bamboo still cling to the work of the south."

The eyes of ambiguity turned thin, and beads of tears flowed in a row.

"I'm sorry to hear that you're trying to keep me in front of you and take care of other comrades."

"Huh, how can we not know that ambiguous beauty is the central first? Don't think twice because you made a slip of the tongue. Then see you that day again."

The secret agent escaped through the window.

said the venerable, pulling the chair down.

"I can't trust him. No, there's no reason to believe in blackness in the first place."

Ambiguous wiped away the tears.

"You mentioned chrysanthemums and bamboo and left out the orchids. It means you don't have to know."

"Oh! Then can't be the black-clad and Anan's hands, ········."."

Ambiguousness interrupted the urgent question of revenge.

"I told you on purpose. I'm sure Anan would have visited him and tried to water me down. I owe you a favor because the black man told me through his company."

"I can't really tell the inside of the black."

"I can't help it. It was in black that I was first blessed by him. I know the most of the sixteen apostles, and I'm the only one who can do the most. He owes me, so I won't have to worry about it for a while. I won't kill you until I pay off my debts."

A sad remark of ambiguity caused the vengeance of the heavens to drop.

Neither did he face all the apostles, but not a single one saw them act in the top category.

'This is better if you have to be attracted to someone anyway.'

Ambiguity raised itself.

"Phew, now the Supreme Court in Gwaneum-dong is three days away."

"I'll be in charge of the perimeter myself."

He smiled vaguely at the vengeful pledge.

He smiled with a smile on his lips, but even the sight of him seemed to be sorry for breaking up with Jeong-in, so his heart was pounding.

"I'll see you in three days."

It won't make any difference if we meet in three days.

Even though he knew it, he could not hide his blushing face.

"I'll take my life to protect you."

*

Yongcheondae ()

These are fighters from Hwacheong Palace who have trained for many years. The ten chiefs were the highest fighters, and the lord was a mature master, who reached its peak fifteen years ago. Even a member of the crew went back and forth between the first-rate threshold, so it could be called a courtesy.

"Do you know anything?"

Lee Hwon swept over his bloodstained hair.

None of the more than a hundred uninhabited men answered back.

They alternated between Yi Hwon and the Three Yellow Pages, and were at a loss what to do. There is a rumor that he can deal with a super-high-profile uninhabited island if he passes the test of the Three Yellow Pages. In the Jangseong area, even if you mention the name of the Three Yellow Monks, a crying child stops crying. There were countless anecdotes, and Bisa was also informed. That much, the Three Sulfur Chilgoons were famous.

"Uh. Save, ····"

A giant black iron bar, a large-sized trilogy, raised its hand as big as a pot lid. Lee Hwon still stamped his foot with a spring roll.

Quasik!

With the sound of crushing the neck bone, the cast iron bar dropped its hand.

"Uh, is it because you've mastered the outer space? I feel like I'm coming back to life if I hit it."

Lee Hwon kicked the body of a giant black iron monster several times as if he had seen something creepy. The body, which became indistinguishable from shape like a meat ball, was left behind and asked again.

"Don't you know anything?"

Yongcheon Daeju licked his dry lips and spoke to them.

"Who are you?"

Love, love, love!

The sword thrown by Lee Hwon ripped through the space like a thunderbolt. As soon as Yongcheon Daeju hurriedly brushed it with a sword, Lee Hwon was lowered from the air.

Quasik!

The wrists on his knee were crushed, and the moment the collarbone hit by his fist was hollowed out, Yongcheon Daeju knelt down.

Lee Hwon said, stepping on the head of Yongcheon Daeju.

"I ask questions, and you answer them."

The members of Yongcheon University looked at each other and were at a loss.

Lee Hwon's enticement had caught him and entered the canyon, where there was only one entrance. However, he couldn't run away unless he had the talent to fly in the sky because his opponent was blocking the entrance.

"Ask again."

As soon as Lee Hwon opened his mouth, the crew had to think about how far to say.

"Anyone who has a drink?"

They were like the uninhabited people of Hwacheong Palace, which is the center of pleasure.

Yi Hwon tilted the bottle in front of him and moistened his throat.

"Kha! That's great. Let's talk candidly. Has anyone ever seen a smiling or crying baby?"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun