Volcanic Spirit

Lee Hwon was furious.

The reason why I visited Shandong Province is to give the Red Flag to Talma. But in the process, I found out about the involvement of Cheonnyongjeon, and I endured the annoyance of passing the truth to kill the blue man.

But he's already dead.

When he died in front of the final truth of the Great Battle of Woryeong, the beast was as obvious as a fire.

"Is the old man senile? If you want to hide, you have to stay like that. Why are you crawling out and robbing others of their prey?"

Lee Hwon screamed out of his usual ways.

He has already decided to kill all sixteen sensory apostles under Heaven's Dragon. Among them, Somaman, who manipulated himself before his return, vowed to kill him even more miserably. However, a Buddhist monk with the same face as a cow's was also taken away.

It was natural to be angry.

Lee Hwon lifted the blue man with a gallant air.

It had been a long time since he lost his breath, and the statue was broken as if he had been tortured to death.

"That's what it is, ·······"

Lee Hwon stared at the truth.

The petitioner would have left something before he died, just like any other sensory apostle. And the horse would have been carried by an old monster hiding in the truth.

"I came up as a joke, and I really need to pierce it.”

One thing to do before that.

It was impossible to find a clue to the petitioner.

But isn't it possible for a corpse to vent his anger?

Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

Yi Hwon hit dozens of times holding the blue-collar worker by the collar, and kicked the body, which was crushed like meat, toward the cliff.

Yeh Young-young and the malicious gossip were shocked to see it. In the midfield, especially in Shandong Province, the influence of new study was very great. The lion was insulted in a region where oil prices were high, so I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

"If we go down this way, we'll see the back of the Sandongak, right?”

"Ah! Yes, yes."

The crocodile stammered and nodded.

"Good for you, Saekma, lead the forehorse and the rear jockey down to the Sandongak."

"For what reason?"

"I hear you're coming up from the bottom. Then I'm sure he's protesting at the front gate. If you take the warlords and the backbenchers and join them, Hwang will not be able to move hastily."

The Saekma was filled with admiration.

The more I looked at him, the more he was not just a drinker.

'Perfect!'

On the other hand, the malicious gossip made a grim face.

"I'd better go."

Lee Hwon looked toward the truth with his mouth raised.

"You're coming in with me."

"Excuse me? I think I'd better get back to my parents' house without any trouble."

A vicious rumor waved back.

Lee Hwon smiled and blew a gale.

She went over like a log with a manicure.

"I'm not asking for a favor. Now your crazy old man beat my prey. That is! You are a hostage."

The vicious rumor rolled its eyes and sought a way out.

However, not only Ye Young-young but also the latter players turned their attention. We have seen how Lee Hwon treated the deceased blue-collar worker. If you don't have two lives, you can't rush forward.

"I'll break the truth, so Talma, open the way. You know what to do, don't you?"

The mask grinned and nodded.

When Lee Hwon catches the eyes of the target, he will find something useful.

He stood beside Yeh Young-young after he had sent the mask to the truth.

"Do you know how to handle this?"

Yeh smiled and nodded.

"I'll show you what a horse is. There won't be very little cost to save the evil tongue and the musician from the crisis.”

"Come, I'll finish up here and follow you."

Lee Hwon turned the horse to the end.

Ye Young-young recited the two words "jeon-ma" without a sound.

'I'm going to meet a person who has elevated the mountain musician to one of the five major generations.'

There is no sense of incompatibility.

It doesn't even look dangerous.

Yeh Young-young, no, the Jeon-ma raised the corners of her mouth.

If this was gambling, he seemed to have picked the best card.

"What's the point of playing? Let's go!

The back grounders quickly moved on, led by the front horse and the back horse. He must have wanted to get out of hell for a moment and rest in the mountain music.

"Ha."

The vicious rumor breathed a breath at the sight. Before I knew it, I was able to play tricks on my arms and legs. She shouted in a pointed voice, shaking the dirt off her hips.

"What on earth do you feel wronged about your family?"

"Look what the girl who would have died if it wasn't for me says."

"That's why black-haired beasts don't reap."

The evil tongue bit his lower lip.

Lee Hwon's way of speaking was worse, and his hair was dark like ink. I didn't bring up any more words in one. He is desperate because he has experienced something that is hard to benefit from. In addition, the two have already continued their conversation with new topics, treating them as nonverbal.

"By the way, isn't this guy weird?”

"What?"

"The ant cave and the Jongnam faction alone had a lot of people. But there's no one around for a client. I've been brainwashed, and I can't have escaped."

Lee Hwon tilted his head for a moment and then looked at the truth.

"He was only selling one well.”

"What?"

"Think about it. The other survivors didn't know exactly where they were hiding. But bad news is that he revealed his place of residence by living on his own. But due to the seven-layer technique, the other sensory apostles would have given up. But he didn't give up. This is the only thing I've sold. Then what do you need most?"

The masquerade gave out an exclamation.

"Oh! You brainwashed the realists and scholars rather than the master."

"Yes, you have to pierce it before you can use it. But you never thought that bad news would open the door first and split your head. And there's nothing wrong with the rest, hundreds of people.”

"Well, if you're going in such a vain way, you'll get a blow from your brother."

"I know."

The vicious rumor raged with impatience.

"Are you saying that your grandfather massacred hundreds of uneducated scholars?”

The abrasion narrowed the forehead.

"Look at you talking nonsense to my grandfather."

"What's the point of raising a child like this is why."

It was the moment when the vicious rumor couldn't stand the humiliation and fixed the window.

Lee Hwon pointed to a place of truth.

"Here it is."

Talma also agreed as if she had seen something.

"I think so. Flags from side to side flow up and down from there."

"The midpoint of the flag that flows up and down will be the passage."

The vicious rumor unwittingly loosened the power of the hand that held the spear. According to them, the mystical organization has lifted the truth that has not been solved for years by playing word games.

"What kind of abilities do you have to do to do such a thing?’

She, too, was an unmanned musician before she was a woman. It was impossible for him to understand the words and deeds of those who reached such a high point that he could not even look at.

'Ha, it seems to me that it's just a brain-filled death-till.’

The evil tongue gulped down his saliva.

It's a scene where a great master destroys a great truth.

It's a rare sight that you can't afford to see.

When she focused all her attention, she burst into confusion.

"If you don't open it, I'll destroy it!"

Lee Hwon's loud words confused me for a moment.

What is the meaning of the existence of the truth if it is to be opened by asking to be opened?

But something shocking happened.

The area pointed by Lee Hwon and Talma was opened for a moment.

As if something exists, enough space has been revealed to turn the wind around.

"What did I say, Crack? When you get older, you become attached.”

"When did you do that?"

"You little brat! You've made me gain the military, but you've changed. Just by looking into your eyes, you have to read your mind."

The mask followed Yi Hwon into the inner circle of the true law.

"If I have something to steal from my brother, I'll read you my heart."

The vicious rumor made fun of the two men, who were defenselessly disappearing into the truth as if they were going to the next door.

Is he really alive?’

Ye Young-young took a triumphant step.

He became a warhorse, a warlord.

A dozen or so of her followers were ordained under the name of the Jade Emperor. Therefore, the step was light just to calculate how much profit one would get if he went back to the Cheongdo Brigade after getting off the mountain properly.

But the Saekma snatched at her sleeve.

"It's a hit."

Then, he let go of his sleeves as if he had touched something dirty and wiped them off. A series of fighters appeared passing the corner of the mountain road, each thinking of each other as dirtier. The fighters who moved with proper distance were good at the geography of Taesan.

"We go straight down to Jangwon where the Soryongdaeyeon was held. Samjo and Sajo find out the whereabouts of the latter players through opening and Hao Gate."

It was Yonghwi University, which was dispatched from the mountain band to save the evil tongue.

"It's Yonghwi University."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm open, too."

"I thought you said it was colorless."

"When you become a pigeon, do all the information in your head disappear. Don't be stupid. Wave your hand."

Yeh Young-young had a sulky look on her face, but waved her hand as Saekma said. But waving their hands did not mean that Yonghwidae would find them. Eventually, he threw a stone and caught his eyes before he could join.

"Where's the girl?"

Yonghwi University was fortunate to believe what the latter players said.

Above all, Saekma is a famous temple within the Sandong Bunta, which is open to the public. Therefore, I was shocked to hear the whole story of the incident.

"Hwang Bo-woong! That doggy bastard!"

"Everyone calm down. So you mean you're at the top of Taesan?"

"Yes."

"With a man named Lee Hwon?"

Ye Young-young nodded.

Yonghwi Daeju beckoned the solar and Yi Jojang to send them to normal.

"Look around the truth near Okhwangmyo, and find something that might be a clue. I will take Yeso Sozer and Guan Yu to the Lord."

"Your name!"

Yeh Young-young grabbed the colored horse that followed Yong Hwi-ju.

"Get behind me."

"What are you doing?"

"Because it's time for the Warm Horse to play!"

She arranged the situation of the mountain musician by talking to the dragon god. And when the picture she drew in her head was completed, she smiled a deep smile.

Half a million! I'll make it for you today!’

The inside of the truth was still.

It was an ordinary tree, grass, and road.

'Maybe it's because of that.’

Lee Hwon glanced at the mask and the malicious gossip.

The three had one thing in common.

It is only a difference of degree, but they have been passed down across the Shinma's enlightenment. And the bad news in the wall, which created this truth, was the quickest thing to feel the energy of the Silla Dynasty. As if Yi Hwon had done when he first climbed Nakanbong.

"There's a super-heaven.”

The bad news was different from the usual residence of the master in the story. Only in the story does the stream run, the stream is full of chi-hwa-cho, and Shin-soo is not playing. The vacant lot in front of me was desolate.

"You opened the door for me. How long are you going to hide?”

No answer.

"Your granddaughter is here, so let's come out and talk. Oh! It's not a threat, so don't worry too much."

The mask puffed out its lips.

'It's like a threat no matter how I look at it.’

Lee Hwon straightened his voice.

"Hmm! Old man! The evil grand compromise! I'm very close to him in the volcano. So come out, ······."."

The door opened.

Lee Hwon blurted out his words as he looked inside the house.

"Ah."

It was a young American who looked like Lee Hwon's age who opened the door of Cho-ok. Talma glanced at the inside of the prison and then jabbed at the American youth.

"Where's your master?”

I can't ask you if you're dead, so I'm just saying it around.

Then a vicious rumor blinked and groped.

"Grandpa."

The young man had a funeral and then uttered a dry word as if the whole answer had been split in the drought.

"I'm the bad guy."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun