Volcanic Spirit

Lee Hwon fell asleep, stroking his chin.

"You're young?"

Horsagans argued that they could do everything if they were masters of absolute intelligence. You can turn the river over at one stroke, and cut the mountain at one stroke. He said that the hair could turn black, sparkle new teeth and make the skin firm.

One reality was different.

It was impossible to turn the river upside down, to cut the mountain.

It would also be possible to delay aging a little bit or look younger than their peers. There was one thing that was missing, and it wasn't enough to disappear. In other words, it was impossible for a person who passed the age of seventy to have a new tooth on the spot where the yellow tooth was pulled out.

Isn't it against the laws of nature?

But I'm young.

Usually described as rejuvenation, but the degree was different.

Kang Ho called it anti-Roh Huan-dong.

"You must be over a hundred years old, ·."····"

The horse's eyes were wide open and the end of the horse was blurred.

"Ah."

The vicious rumor only exclaimed at the sight of a grandfather who had a better skin than himself, and who looked neat.

"Hoot, you're going to live and see."

On the other hand, Lee Hwon looked up and down at the bad news with his curious eyes. The vicious rumor felt a strange sense of incompatibility in Lee Hwon's speech. He seems to be talking as if he's seen something greater.

So was the bad news of the wall.

"Just because you opened the door doesn't mean you're welcome.”

Only his appearance was about twenty years old, and his voice showed all traces of time. When I opened my eyes thinly, the entire vacant lot was as cool as a cold ground.

Hana Lee Hwon didn't care.

"I don't want to be welcomed in such a dreary place."

Bad news squinted his eyes.

I felt a sense of homogeneity from the time they appeared.

It feels like a natural flow of Shinma's military exploits. However, Lee Hwon was ambiguous, although he clearly felt that he had a hair loss and bad words.

"Seola, come this way.”

Bad news beckoned a bad tongue.

However, as soon as she was about to step forward, Lee Hwon's hand wrapped around her shoulder. That alone made my whole body lethargic and my legs were shaking.

"You can't go like that."

"What are you doing? "The body of a woman, ·······."

The bad news did not bring the matter to an end.

As soon as Lee Hwon shook his hand, his spirits scattered like the wind.

"I don't see her as a woman. It's a very precious thing. Ah! How many times have I saved you while you were coming all the way? You tell me."

The crocodile stared at Lee Hwon, shaking around his eyes.

He was angry at the fact that he truly regarded himself as an object. I couldn't get angry because it was true that I saved one.

"If you tell me what the petitioner said, I'll let you go."

Bad news narrowed Lee Hwon's proposal.

When I told him that it was a group outside the truth, he gave a low-pitched exclamation.

"What are you going to do on your own?"

"To kill all those bastards."

"Can you do it?"

"Try it?”

The bad news shook his hand at the evil tongue instead of the answer.

At that moment the energy that had been squeezing her dispersed like fog, and hurried to the side of the bad news. Bad news sent back a bad rumor and still spoke in a scratching voice.

"I'd rather go to the forest blind."

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead.

The words left by the petitioner were clear, not bad news in the context.

The words of self-destructing spirit came to mind at the Soryongdaeyeon. At that time, when asked whether they had stolen Socheon-lik from the Jongnam faction, they mentioned the Moorim-blindness."

I said that delivering the Socheon mine was Hwangbo Se, the military, and the forest blind.’

Lee Hwon laughed.

"These bastards are rats. Where there are people, they never stop."

"I've known for a long time that someone was after me. At first, I thought they were other friends, but they weren't. Was there someone else I didn't know?"

You said the old ginger was spicy.

Bad news conveyed everything he wanted to say without using any exact terms. If Lee Hwon didn't know what was going on after the war, he would have wondered what he meant. In fact, the vicious rumor only tilted its head and did not even hint at doubt.

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"It would be a headache to know. Do you have the ability?"

The eyes of the bad news turned cold.

"Try it."

Lee Hwon stepped forward with his arms stretched out.

"Okay."

There was no courtesy or respect in dealing with bad news. Hana Lee Hwon had no intention of being polite about bad news not only now but also in the future.

Look at the current situation.

'It's a promise not to convey the enlightenment of the gods.'

In the first place, the survivors of the song said they made an intensive commitment, but they did not believe that it would be kept. A political faction cannot have all been clean, fair, pursuing a cause, and having a sense of consultation.

'It's just that the manga guy was special.’

Before his return, Lee Hwon once talked about political factions while drinking alcohol. He is a hypocrite who is only hiding his true nature in order to seek a good opportunity someday."

See the result after all.

Someone overheard secretly, and made Cheonnyongjeon.

Someone made and sprayed the fat before he died.

Someone raised the world from the beginning.

"The remaining ones are Hyeongsanpa's Chukyongno Island, Jegal Sega's Jegal Sag and Namgoong Sega's Namgoong Cheonwoon."’

I didn't think they would have lived in seclusion with the enlightenment of Shinma. We cannot rule out the possibility that he may have joined the Battle of Cheonryong and that he may be doing more.

However, given the appearance of the bad news, he seemed to have lost his consciousness right after breaking up with the song.

"So don't expect me to treat you as a senior!"

As soon as Lee Hwon gritted his teeth, the redness spread like wildfire. And when he opened his closed eyes, the glow flashed, and soon the new model scattered like fog.

The opponent is the master of Shinma's enlightenment.

The idea of being above the manga-drunk led to the maximum amount of perforated hemophilia from the beginning.

Pavat!

The fog seemed to scatter in all directions, but for a moment it clung together beside the bad news. A blood vessel in the form of a fist was inserted into the temple of the bad news. Hana's bad news blocked Lee Hwon's fist with the back of his hand without even clenched his fist.

Quaqam!

The wave caused by the collision of the flag spread out like a concentric circle.

"Hummy! Shit!"

Talma instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and flew away. At that moment a great wave of air banged trees and stones, and the sandstorm rose as high as it reached the sky.

There was no damage to Lee Hwon.

Just as he knew from the start that he couldn't finish with a single blow, he used his bouncing power to scatter his hands.

Puffing, puffing, puffing!

The two continued their box office fight at a distance that was close enough to the nose. They attacked each other by using their knees and heads as well as their elbows and shoulders.

'You bastard! I'm sure he's on the verge of death.’

'What the hell is this guy? The old-fashioned brickwork disperses.’

Lee Hwon's weakness was minor when discussing superiority in connecting the offense and defense. With the mysteriousness of Hana's perforated helix, it was possible to deal with a master who was higher than himself. Above all, the achievement of the perforated blood wheelbarrow was only an arm's length, and the opponent's bravery would have been completed.

That's why Yi Hwon would not let his spirit slip away.

'I can grow up, and this is it for you!’

Gwa-deu-deu-deu-deu-deu!

A strong flag formed on the fist.

Lee Hwon punched at the face of the bad news rather than the Tan River.

Zeng

Unlike so far, bad news has been pushed back for the first time.

Bad news couldn't get his expression off his face with the chill of both hands. He seemed to have no idea that he would be pushed aside even though he instinctively recognized the crisis and blocked it with both hands.

"Whoo."

Lee Hwon said, twirling his fist.

"Until when are you going to deal with this empty hand? Sandongak is famous for its spear. Or did you just throw away your roots because you wanted to be strong?"

"Laughing! You cheeky bastard! There's no need to use weapons on a guy who can't even reveal his roots!"

"Ah! Kind of like the noble pride of Chung Fain?"

"Shut up! This fist is enough to deal with a frivolous fellow like you!"

Bad news clenched his fists and narrowed his forehead.

Yi Hwon's hands were flashing with Palwang and Mugeuk overlaid.

"You! Ee!"

The bad news was fed up and clapped hands.

Quasik!

At that moment the window of the super-heaven shattered and the window of silence flew to the light. It was the act of holding things up in a coordinated manner, as if flying a flag. However, he must have never heard of such an unseen object, breaking it down to the window.

Crying liquid!

But Lee Hwon was aiming for the moment the window flew in.

"You coward!"

Bad news shook his hands and shot a long wind.

Each time an invisible wave of flags spread, a tree as thick as a man's waist was shattered. But the spear was stuck in the ground, unlike the one that flew beautifully.

"So if you're a pet, you should carry it around!"

Whenever Lee Hwon made a mockery, the face of the bad news turned red. If he had been a widow and controlled his mind for a lifetime, he would not have been happy about such a thing. However, he lived a life faithful to his desires even before the end of the song. Since he has never been ignored by anyone so far, Lee Hwon's every word has been thrown into my bones.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The bad news eventually grabbed the javelin.

Then he raised the window as if he were lifting the earth.

Argh!

A crescent-shaped steel flag was inserted into the space.

It is a kind of coal steel.

However, it was a meaningless show of strength if it did not fit. And unlike the bad news that he has been hiding in the real world, Lee Hwon has been fighting a lot before his return.

The strong, the weak, and the stronger.

He was adept at fighting everyone.

"Oh, no! You dodged!"

As soon as Lee Hwon escaped the coal river in a frivolous manner, a new form of bad news came to the fore. His quick stabbing of a dozen spears, swinging in the air, and crushing with a spear were simultaneous. Lee Hwon, however, was behind the bad news by avoiding the attack with his head only.

'It's strong. But it's not like a manga.

The manga-chug was a strong man even before he absorbed Shinma's enlightenment.

It would be no exaggeration to say that he is one of the best masters in the world, if we exclude those who are related to Shinma. The growth of bad news, which had been driven by desire from the beginning, was not worth comparing with his acquisition of Shinma's martial arts.

"You frivolous bastard!"

"Hung! I'm a body. Hana, you are frivolous!"

Lee Hwon's new style was scattered eight times in a moment, and as soon as each of them unfolded, the leaves of the fine tree scattered as if they had been swept away by the rain and wind.

Love, love, love!

While Lee Hwon's remnants were on the offensive, the real body punched him.

The bad news snorted and closed his fist with a spear.

a distance of five inches

An ordinary person would have died under the influence of the gwon-pung.

Hana's basic ability is higher than Lee Hwon's.

"If you hit the pole as it is!"

The end of the window will be the same, splitting the top of Lee Hwon's head.

There was one thing that the bad news did not know.

It's a function of Palwang.

The moment the fist was blocked by the javelin, a golden wave clung together at the fingertips and stretched forward. Palhwang, which stretched out in the form of a cooperative sword, tore the earlobe of the bad news.

Argh!

Bad news was speechless in the shock of allowing distance than the pain of torn earlobes.

"No, how could this happen?"

"God's realization makes no sense. Anything else?"

Lee Hwon's calm words narrowed the gap between his eyes.

He spat out a jangtan ceremony and a word.

"How come?"

If Yi Hwon had a will to kill, the end of Palhwang would have been toward his neck, not his earlobe. Bad news lowered the end of the window, and asked back in a feeble voice.

"Why did you asked."

Lee Hwon shrugged and giggled.

"I don't think even the Seven Wonders sound bad.”

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun