Volcanic Spirit

48, the absolute ruler of Taesan.

Sandongak's gaju was famous for its nickname, 일천. As soon as he opened the window, a thin line flashed, which surprised the sky. In a word, I was proud to be the greatest achievement in the world. So he didn't even budge from the news.

"We have 30 small and medium-sized factions in Sandong and the forest-blind Shandong Province."

"Ak Oh-chun, a man over seventy years old, was lost in thought with his eyes closed." Halfway down the stairs, the bad luck of the cow's liquor remained silent with a firm expression on its face.

The secretary-general continued in a calm tone.

"And Hwangbo Se-ju and Shin Gong-ju joined. They blame the demon for the disappearance of Hwang Bo-woong and the indictment. This is why small and medium-sized factions are hatching their heads without knowing what's going on."

As soon as Ak Oh-chun opened his eyes, his eyes flashed out of proportion at the age of 70.

"What about Seola?"

"I don't know where he is."

At the words of the General, Ak Oh-chun's mouth was slanted, and evil fortune, the cattle owner, was spoken.

"We need to find Seola."

"It's obvious. Your safety is the most important thing.

The face of the Soga-ju and the commissioner was full of affection.

No wonder he was the late child of Ak-Oh-chun after he was over fifty. Although the oxen were evil spirits and siblings, the age difference reached twenty years. Therefore, the position of the evil tongue within the mountain music was not just a direct line but a symbol. Not long after she was born, the mountain musician was one of the five generations, so she cared as much as a treasure and raised gasoline.

Bad luck fixed his face.

"Can you turn the brushes outside?"

"With the reserve passage, we can send out about 50 Yonghwidae."

Yonghwidae is the third strongest organization in Sega's outer five belt. Unmanned people who used dancheong were better at fighting independently than their real brothers. And because of his profound knowledge of the art of divination, he showed power when he fought in mountains or narrower places than in flat land.

"Send it."

After nodding his head, the secretary wrote down the order on a long plaque. Su-ha, who had been waiting for, accepted the plaque and ran fast. Although gasoline was delivering news, the achievement of meritorious service was extraordinary.

"Father, we have to find Seola first."

Ak Oh-chun's eyes trembled.

For decades, he was taught directly by a bad guy in the wall. I had a hunch that the super-peak had reached a long time ago, and that it was not long before that. One could not shake off her affection for her daughter, whom she had acquired in her later years.

"Mooriman, consistent with the stage."

The secretary-general nodded.

He watched the development of the mountain music most closely for the longest time. Therefore, the credibility of mountain musicians was infinite. However, there was an opponent that he could not ignore.

"Gaju, the Moorim-blind army of the Geukyang-gun brought the empty guests."

If you are a warrior near the top 30 of your blind ranks, you can't ignore it even if it's five generations.

"Even if we put aside the three armies of Cheonpung and the king of Dokrin, we cannot ignore the sword of the Namgoongsei. Big things will happen if they even talk about it."

"If anyone goes over the wall of their own house without permission,"

Ak Oh-chun's eyes narrowed.

Jung-kwang, who was in shape, squeezed between his narrow eyes and sparkled at the moment. It was as if a brain were flowing out of the body.

"Don't let him live."

The commissioner bowed his head and joined hands.

"Then I will do my best to secure your whereabouts."

Bad luck took a breath, recalling her sister, who was about the same age as her daughter.

"Ha, I hope nothing happens to Seola."

"Go in."

Lee Hwon's words blazed his eyes.

"What?"

"It's all made by bad wall-paneers here. Then you will not put the blood of a mountain musician in danger."

"That's why you want me to go through here?"

The vicious rumor was baffled.

Hana Lee Hwon raised her mouth as if it was no big deal.

"It's worth the test. You know what? The moment you pass by, the truth could open up. It could be a reaction to the blood, or it could be an effect of the psychology."

"However,·····"

"You can't just eat free rice until when.”

The evil tongue took a step while looking at the single-wood bridge.

It is a narrow valley with a width of about one page.

Perhaps that's why the wind coming up from below was cooler.

One thing didn't happen until she crossed.

"What is it? Are you really looking into it?"

Talma laughed in vain.

Saekma looked around as if she was trying to remember all the information in an article she had never heard of before.

And Ye Young Young begged.

"Are you sure you won't help? Two people have already died. This grand compromise is easy to help!"

Lee Hwon looked down at Yeh Young-young, who approached her as if she were touching her chest.

"Easy? Help? In this world. Much simpler than that, and there are plenty of people dying from nothing. But why should I take care of those who've been so friendly and lazy? The only reason I showed interest in you was because of the sense of duty I felt to fill in the vacancy. It doesn't have to be a horse. Vima, Honma, Monsoon, Changma, Doma, whatever it is, it doesn't matter if you take anyone and name them. You know why?”

Yeh Young-young couldn't wake up to the flood of language that Lee Hwon poured out in anger.

"It's better to have a sixth-generation monster's tone than the fifth-generation one. So don't be presumptuous in asking for it, but live on your own."

I wanted to say anything harshly.

I was speechless at Lee Hwon's subsequent remarks.

"At least I don't use you guys as bait. Using the weak as bait really sucks."

In places like Gangho's prestigious political faction or the Grand National Party, he used or abandoned someone at least once. It was even more so at the top. Under the current circumstances, Lee Hwon should be grateful for not using himself and the latter as bait.

Yeh Young-young shouted with a fit.

"Okay! Let's make a deal. I'll be the horse."

“······.”

"Let me do it. I'd like to do the scorpion. I'll do my best."

Only then did Lee Hwon beckon to the hair loss.

"Give me the money."

Talma handed over the vouchers she had with Lee Hwon.

"It's 245,000 kittens. Keep the change."

Yeh Young-young was speechless for a huge sum of money.

Lee Hwon set a goal for Ye Young-young.

"Call me 500,000 nyang by the Mid-Autumn Festival."

No matter how much money you make, it's already summer.

It was impossible to double to the centerline.

"I don't need change! And it's impossible."

"Then fill it up with your money. Whatever it is, it's half a million. Instead, we are one."

With Lee Hwon's deep smile, Yeh Young-young narrowed her forehead.

A deal to live is always a loss.

In the midst of this, she had a headache for finding a way to benefit. As soon as Lee Hwon turns around, everything is decided. So he had to find a way to make up for the loss before he moved on.

"Please take care of them instead."

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth when Yeh Young-young pointed to the latter players.

"Why?"

"It's my money down. If it were to look like this, ········."

Ye Young-young lowered her voice.

Lee Hwon collected the postscripts after hearing her suggestion.

"Stay by my side from now on."

The postscripts pretended to be beggars in that brief span.

Everywhere was a trap, an institution. Arrows and bamboo spears were endless, and even solo dances rose ceaselessly from the ground. So far, it has been brave to be alive, and it has been drenched with a sense of defeat that it cannot reach the summit. Under such circumstances, the Dong-A line came down, and they were ready to bow.

"Thank you! The Great Compromise."

"I will never forget this kindness."

For those who ate only good things and watched only good things, fertility was like hell.

Lee Hwon, however, slipped out his hand and added a word.

"It's nothing to thank me for. Yes, Soser has decided to take you back."

The backbenchers changed the subject of the audit.

"But it's not just words, is it?"

At Lee Hwon's question, the postscripts blinked.

"It is fate that we have met like this, and isn't Taesan originally the residence of the daughter of Taesan-bu County, Mukhawon-gun? And since we're going to Okhwangmyo, let's take this opportunity to form a meeting! Of course the name of the meeting is Okhwanghoe, right? Who's a good spinner?"

The postscripts are not fools.

He recommended Ye Young-young in unison.

"Yes, good. You guys are shameless. Yes, let's call Soser the Warden. You're all going to belong, aren't you?"

"Of course!"

Lee Hwon laid down his voice after receiving the approval of the latter players.

"There is only one rule of the Jade Emperor. The Lord has the right to your life and death. What do you say?"

"That,······"

I banged my finger.

As soon as a stone the size of a fingernail hits a tree, a dozen windows are lowered from the air. The postscripts were stunned to accept the downed window.

"I'll do it. I'll leave everything to you.”

"Yes, Soser, I will do as you wish!"

There was a red glow around Lee Hwon's eyes.

"Okay! You'll have to take responsibility if you say something else later. Did you hear what I just said? Now, there is one taste and one electric horse. So if you hurt the former horse, it's like kicking my bottle. Do you understand?"

"No! How can a man say a roasted word?"

"For the revival of the Sandong River Lake with Yes Soser, ····.".""

Ye Young-young greeted the back of her head without knowing.

Lee Hwon laughed past her.

"Byeol-ho is a gift. You're smart enough to double."

Yeh Young-young gulped down her saliva while looking at Lee Hwon's back.

'I simply thought he liked alcohol and had a strong military power.'

Why does it feel like I've been tested?

And the steam that seemed to pass the test narrowly didn't disappear from my mind. Then came the shouts of the color horse in her ear.

"Brother! That's killing him."

Ye Young-young was shocked to see her cross the bridge.

About a dozen masked men were attacking malicious gossip as they were passing the exam. Instead of helping them, they are only guarding the bridge. Then came a sweet remark from Lee Hwon in her ear.

"It is a martial art that the survivor of the masterpiece delivered with all his might. You can't be dreary just because you're young."

It was a voice that could not feel any urgency.

Even Yeh Young-young seemed to be relieved by a word of enjoying as if she were watching a fire across the river. And the vicious rumor, as Lee Hwon said, passed the difficult situation and slowly launched an offensive.

Pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

It was difficult to kill the first one.

As soon as there was a hole in Hana's passing line, her spear poked through the masked men's bodies like a meteor.

"Da, you!"

The vicious rumor cried Lee Hwon, looking at his hair, which he had combed finely. Hana Lee Hwon said, touching her legs with the cry of a bad rumor falling behind her ears.

"Come to think of it, there's no organ on this bridge.”

Ye Young-young seemed to have goose bumps all over her body for a moment.

Lee Hwon may have noticed that the enemy ambushed across the valley, not only did he know that there was no institution. In the end, it was clear that he had tested himself with a short time of abuse.

"You're about the same age as me. What the hell have you been doing?’

Lee Hwon smiled and pointed across the valley.

"Okhwanghoe! Let's go!

Yeh Young-young got a private organization that could encompass Shandong Province, but she was not at all happy. I have been controlling others all my life, and I can't help feeling like a puppet.

"You said it was a horse. Give me my money."

It was a desiccation, and the steam was doubled.

"Hung! You're the youngest. But I won't allow you to act cute or act your way just because you're the youngest.”

It was a saga, a ridiculous warning.

"Now that it's happened, I'm going to take the gold power of the entire Midlands, not the Shandong Province!’

The resolution was not an impossible one.

"I'll give you a prize for watching the fight hard. Give me the most expensive bottle of liquor!"

And it was a drunken brawl that should be large.

"Don't touch me when I'm drinking!"

As soon as Lee Hwon wielded his palm, a thigh-thick tree broke into pieces and flooded into the front.

Puff, puff, puff, puff!

Hundreds of pieces of wood thrashed the masked men's flesh.

And as soon as I walked a little more, finally the final truth of the Wall Hawonryeong Chilchaejin appeared. The fog was full of bluish energy, like a thunderstorm. He had no choice but to cringe under the cool spirit of a storm.

Hana Lee Hwon breathed hard in a different way.

At the entrance of the truth, the arms and legs of the celibate, who had a face that resembled a cow, were scattered with their limbs cut off.

"Ha, this old man is provoking me, right?”

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun