Volcanic Spirit

As soon as Jong Cho-hong saw the elders of the newspaper who surrounded the woman, he passed by Yi Hwon. One Lee Hwon snatched such a bellflower's sleeve.

"Brother, let go. That kid is a white cow. There seems to be a misunderstanding."

"Stay calm."

"What?"

Lee Hwon squinted his eyes and looked around the hall.

"She's bleeding, but it's just a cut in the blood. He wasn't even fatally wounded. It's just white clothes that stand out. Judging from the stability of the law, there is still plenty of room to spare. Rather, he seems to have mercy in his hands because he's reluctant."

Jong Cho-hong tried to shake off his sleeves.

"So you have to dry it quickly.”

As long as Lee Hwon is holding one, it is almost impossible for Jongcho Hong to move. Rather, I was disgusted by Lee Hwon's sincere remark as if I had been struck by lightning.

"It's because the moment you step out, that child is about to die."

"Ah!"

It was only then that Jong Cho-hong seemed to have come to his senses.

a lioness, a daughter, and an astronomer

It is the first time that the three have reconciled their relationship.

Therefore, his intervention to reveal the truth was tantamount to confessing that he violated the law of the independents. And a woman named Baek So-ri will not see the crisis of the bell-bark, who considers herself as a blood relative.

"Brother."

Yi Hwon released his sleeves only after Jong Cho-hong relaxed his strength.

"You'd better not be here. Go home. Go do what you're good at."

It meant to investigate the death of the astronomer.

After seeing the white cow and Yi Hwon alternately, Chong Chohong breathed a breath.

"Please. And the affection in your hands..."

Lee Hwon grinned.

"I don't want to meet you as an enemy."

Jong Cho-hong looked at the white cow for a long time, backing away. Then he reached the entrance of the cave, turned around, and quickly disappeared to Jaseobong.

"By the way, where else did this bastard go?”

It was difficult to detect a mask that had already disappeared unless the blood vessels were maximized.

Hana will also be doing what she is best at.

Lee Hwon turned his shoulders and looked inside the room where the fight was taking place.

Where should I fall to maximize the effect?’

The Wudang faction was the symbolic break of Doga.

Just as the sound of the fire does not change, the shaman has not lost his original intention for a long time. Not only volcanoes, Jongnam, but also Cheongseong have broken down the boundaries of the inner world. Amifah forgot about the days when she was rearing her children, and went all over the river.

Only the sound of Hana and the shaman were always the same.

If there was no big crisis in Kang Ho, he would not easily pull out the sword.

His mere presence overwhelmed his opponent.

There were two norms in which the sugar shaman was the most important at home and abroad.

The first is Kang Ho-haeng.

Without the permission of the Elders and the Elders, it was impossible for the Mundo of the Wudang faction to descend.

The second is marriage.

This was a bylaw that could not be changed even by a long-term writer.

Only to gain enlightenment through earnestness in the composition is the orientation of the independents.

Therefore, Jeokamja, a great disciple of the shamanism, was angry to the very end.

Yu Seon-gum Muamja was the youngest of the great disciples and took the love of the dead. The enemy also cared for him like his brother. However, he secretly married and gave birth to a daughter, so he even took out the rank of a private investigator. The sense of betrayal when I heard the news was beyond description.

"Yes! You've ruined my father's life, and you've been greedy to destroy his astronomical lessons!”

The enemy blacksmith gave a gag.

"What are you doing? Don't think of me as a woman! A half of the history, evil, and bloodless of the unarmed, who betrayed everyone. Don't put your heart in your hands!"

Three out of a dozen Ewha students were missing.

Ten people tried to subdue him, but the white bull's hard work was quite good. So the seven disciples, who were missing three, formed a portrait in the form of a ladle.

"It's a big bang in the North!"

A middle-aged man with a clean impression aimed at the bottom with his face facing forward. Northern Duchon Gangjin, which was created by a monster called Wudang's "Zhongshijo," operates as a core force. Having mastered the same psychology and lived together for a long time, there is no harm in the transfer of history. Furthermore, when the head was pouring out of the front, the pupil of the tail, which is called the handle, moved freely and aimed for the opponent's rear.

The result quickly appeared.

"Huh!"

The white cow, who had been avoiding the attack of the shaman's disciples with a firm look, breathed rough breath. The Northern Duchon Gangjin, which they perform, is so complete that even Cheongamjin, called Mudang Ssangseon, raised its thumb. Even the supreme master was like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, and even if he was ahead of the absolute horizon, he could not escape easily.

"Keep your knees down and do your sins now!"

Cheong Ryo-ja, the head of the Northern Duchon Riverjin, shouted.

Hana Baekso constantly teased her feet and tried to find a gap.

'He's the problem even if he's out of the checkup.’

She looked at the red-cancer with her eyes glaring beyond the examination. I don't know why I was framed, but if I were caught, I wouldn't be able to see a good thing.

One her hand still existed in the sleeve.

In his childhood, he blamed the Wudang faction, but he awakened it by listening to the voice of the Astronomical Jin. How much Jong Cho-hong loves the Wudang faction, who cared for the astronomer, the armpit, and himself as if he were blood. Knowing that, he couldn't spread his spray on them who were trying to kill him.

Argh!

Then the cheongyoza's sword brushed past the right arm of the white cow.

Judging from the amount of blood splashing, it's not just the skin cut.

It was the biggest injury ever.

'It's a matter of security, '··.'··.''

Bo neuroscience is a generic term for prosthetics, new laws, and new techniques.

Therefore, the lower half of the body was required to be trained when the lower body was trained. But the key to the law is balance. It is a new movement by balancing the upper and lower body. That is why the injury to the upper body meant that balance would collapse.

There's no way the petitioner will miss it.

"The girl's strength is starting to go down! Push harder!"

As soon as he showed off his fierce inspection, Myung Ryo-ja, the tail of the Northern Duchon Gangjin, made a surprise attack.

"I got you!"

At that moment, however, black phosphorus fell like thunder in the air.

Quaqam!

Lee Hwon is looking for the best spot to appear.

The mask popped out from between the rocks.

"Brother, there's someone."

"What are you talking about?"

"They're making a fuss, so I've been trying to look at the place of the astronomer.”

Of course, if you had anything worth the money, you would have been willing to put it in your arms.

"On my way to my place, I noticed a sign of the hidden."

"Where is it?”

The mask pointed to the middle of the opposite cliff.

His stretched finger drew a line from the middle jaw and headed for the hall. That's because three black-clad people were thunderstruck after heavy noise in the middle of the chin.

Lee Hwon gave a sigh of relief with his lips cuddled up.

"This is a funny thing going on a long way.”

"You smell, don'

I agreed to the question of Talma.

"Yes, I do. The smell of babies to beat to death."

The three black men covered themselves from head to toe with black from toe. However, his identity could not be inferred from his strange sword.

"Stop it!"

"Forge!"

Three students who had fallen behind joined.

However, the black people's military exploits have reached their zenith.

As soon as the enemy blacked out the sword and rushed at it, their position changed. It is to attract the enemy in the first place and secure a retreat.

"Let's avoid."

The two stood aside from the entrance.

And as expected, the change began.

The sword of the Negroes filled with blood.

The process of thrusting out the sword, grinding it, was as shady and sticky as ever. At first glance, it was not a political faction, but rather a military coup of Samahoreo.

"Blood bone search of a blood-aging old man! Was the old monster still alive?”

The enemy quickly noticed the enemy's military exploits, as if boasting of the insight of the shamanic elders. The black man kicked his tongue and shouted to the white cow, who showed his vigilance.

"Your father is on my agenda! Follow me."

Then he began to run, scattering the strong flag.

"Don't run directly into the blood marrow blade! Aim for the body."

The blood wall flashed as soon as the black man swung the sword around like a shield. That alone made the Ewha students gasping for breathless.

And the black man ran through it.

"I'll put you back in the coffin!"

At that moment, however, a black man who was staying behind a blood-stained old man ran like a beacon and faced a sword with a black man.

Tutertung!

The enemy archers opened their eyes.

Aside from the momentum felt in the inspection, the opponent moved as if he knew the swordsmanship of the independents. I was shocked to see him combing easily even when I opened the temple.

"Who are you?"

One black man gave a wink instead of answering, and the slender black man who was leading the white cow rushed in.

The enemy was quickly put on the defensive against two black men.

"Now!"

The blood-stained old man rushed like lightning and struck a sword.

At the moment when the tip of the sword shook violently, the enemy had to give his shoulder.

"큭!"

"Hung! Finally, Mudang Malko kneels before me!"

The enemy archer staggered and knelt on one knee.

However, a black man dissuaded the old blood.

"I have to leave now."

The blood-thirsty old monster ran out, only kicking his tongue for a moment, leaving his past rancor behind quickly. The white cow left Pungcheon-dong with three people in a mess, and disappeared in a moment.

"Four hundred!"

"Don't be frivolous. I've stopped the blood, so I just need a little rest. Swordsmen go far away and chase the enemy. Never deal with it. I'm not your match. And the other three go straight up to the main mountain and report. The advent of a blood-age old man who disappeared twenty years ago would never be a coincidence!”

The Negroes had to run until they could not see the Jasovong before they stopped. The mountain range of Wudangsan Mountain was hundreds of miles away and even Jegal of Yongjungsan Mountain. So at this point, you must have thought that you had turned away the pursuit group.

The white cow looked at the three men, one step away.

It is said to be a brother-in-law and a brother-in-law, but I have never heard of it. That's why he didn't let my guard down. So the tip of the foot turned back and turned outward so that he could run away at any time.

The blood-age old man disheveled his mask.

"It belonged to Samahoredo, but your father and I were strengthened by friendship beyond Jeongma. And this is the first time I've met you, but I have something to do with your fatherMoreover."

Men and women revealed their true colors.

The old man had gray hair under his ears, but his skin was so firm that it was hard to tell his age.

"I'm from the inferno."

The blood-age old man gave out an exclamation.

"As expected! Anyone in the shaman's family would count the Mujinbangju Non-Eunggeomhyeop. That's why you were skilled in the swordsmanship of the independents."

Mujinbangju didn't seem to like it when it mingled with the saffin blood-aging old monster. So he turned his head slightly and pointed to a woman with long hair.

"This is my bet. She is also a descendant of the shaman and has been greatly helped by the death penalty."

The woman breathed out a sigh with a pensive face.

Then, without hesitation, approached and held both hands of the white cow.

"When Muam Death Penalty died, I cried for three days and nights. But when I heard you were there, I came running right away. Fortunately, you passed the critical moment safely. What a relief."

The white cow was bewildered to see the woman crying with her hand in her hand in hand in hand in hand. One quickly lifted his face. Because the woman's expression was too true to doubt. Looking at his haggard yet deep-seated face, he felt like he was about to cry.

"Let's wet our throats for a moment and then leave. As you may be, it's burdensome for us to keep mixing the sword with the shaman."

The white cow nodded.

It occurred to me that she had already dissuaded her when she tried to wield a sword at an enemy.

"Yes, I will."

The four took a break for a while.

When the woman winked at the inexhaustible ark, he looked under the tree with a cough. In the meantime, he was wary of his surroundings. While the woman was looking at the wound of the white cow, Mujinbangju took out a cage containing the precursors.

"What is it?"

The woman shrugged lightly at the question of the white cow.

"How long can you not run away? I found people to help me. If the precursors tell them the news, they'll come to meet us."

"Oh! That's a relief."

The woman stroked her head when the white cow looked relieved.

"Don't worry. Everything will be back in place."

Mujinbangju wrote a letter and hung it on the bridge of the precursors.

Then he flew the precursors vigorously.

Dropping food!

Hana Jeonseo-gu flapped its wings in the air without even a single page flying away. So far, Lee Hwon, who has followed them without anyone knowing, has moved.

"헙!"

And before the four men could even react, they shot up like thunder. After fishing the precursors in the air, he naturally descended and looked at the four faces.

Lee Hwon said with a grin.

"Hoot, so if you follow this guy, you'll see the Temple of Heaven.”

An inexhaustible ark and a blood-stained old monster shouted, pulling out the sword.

"What is he?"

Hana Lee Hwon gritted her teeth, looking at the woman seen between the two.

"It wasn't a smiling man, it was a crying woman.”

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun