Volcanic Spirit

*

"Pungbaekjeon."

"It's a bowel movement."

Pungbaekjeon was dried up, and Jangtong was chubby.

The two were the three great disciples dispatched by the Federation.

Sima Chung and Pao Dae-woong, who had met Lee Hwon, could not be picked. Instead, they seemed to have selected those who could depend on each sect.

Yongho Gwanju is Jin Bakjong, and Yu Geonpyeong is Gwangnyeongjong.

Pungbaekjeon Hall was the giraffe of Gwan Yunjong, which was chosen by Seo Pyeong himself, and Jangtong was as bright as the good impression. Above all, Pungbaekjeon Hall was the branch manager of Haomun before his birth. That's why I became a guide.

"I'll do it."

Pungbaekjeon volunteered to take care of Yi Hwon because Jangtong was the guide. Lee Hwon's moves were originally taken over by Bok Woo-jeon.

"No, I'd rather do it myself, who is used to it.

Bokujeon had even been given a secret mission by a long-term civil servant of the Jongnam faction. The journey to Namgung Sega takes twenty days to Dalpo, even if it is short. In the meantime, the goal was to strengthen the friendship with Lee Hwon.

However, Pungbaekjeon did not release the chest containing the liquor jars.

He could not forget the encounter with Seo Hwa-jong the day before he left the volcano.

The commissioned officer did not belong to the league, but is in the volcano.

How can you not understand what's inside your mind when you say a short word?

The civil servants of the Jongnam faction, who Lee Hwon took to scold him, acted as if they were the government officials of the commissioners. The mountain's blinds, who were supposed to be close to Yi Hwon, treated him as if he were on a cloud. The Pungbaekjeon Hall wanted to narrow the distance between the two ships.

"I will serve the late governor of the volcano as a leader. Above all, the Guan Ju was an adviser to Bon Maeng."

The match between the two men was also closely watched.

"Well, since you haven't used any of your licences now, shouldn't I, who serves as the chief of staff for the job?"

"Lowering yourself to Sosa is rather a disgrace to the dignity of an official. I just want to be a little help as a person who lives in awe of the princess."

"Soso! The owner gave it to me."

"Huh, how come the servant of the sect is so interested in the affairs of the volcano?"

"Are you saying that this is how we divide the rent between the same federations?"

Poongbaekjeon and Bokwoojeon stared at each other, holding each other's arms.

The sword was about to be drawn to determine its superiority.

"Hmm! I'm not the commissioner of the commission."

Jo Gi-gyul took up the position and helped out with the battle of good fortune.

Can we lose just because it's Yoo Geon-pyeong?

"It's a small thing, but I once gave the owner a very, very small!

There was a typical process of child fights turning into adult fights.

"Hey! A double war."

Lee Hwon's one word led to speculation.

"Double war?"

Asked by Yongho Gwanju, he pointed to Bokujeon and Pungbaekjeon.

"Let's call it Ssangjeon from now on, as both names have jeon in them. It's all of them anyway.

It's the same volcanic archipelago.

At Lee Hwon's words, Yong Ho Gwan-ju burst into laughter.

"Good for you guys! As soon as I came out in Kangho, I got a new nickname. Why don't you take this opportunity to form a brotherhood?"

Bokujeon and Pungbaekjeon were not enough, but Lee Hwon's words could not be ignored. On the other hand, Chang Ki-kyul has a firm expression on her face. I've felt it while hanging out with Lee Hwon so far, but smiling was the most dangerous.

'I should have considered it when there was no princess.'

The attempt to control the initiative has led to too much pressure.

Lee Hwon asked Yong Ho Gwanju.

"Which one would taste better, Jong Nam's or Kwan Yun Jong's?"

The Dragon King shrugged.

"Drinking is always delicious. There's only a small change depending on where you drink it."

He smiled slightly with his thumb and index finger open, then continued his words pointing beyond the hill.

"If you cross that, you'll see a quiet lake. If it's a pavilion there, it's a beautiful place, so let's have a drink."

"Kkeut! Then I can't refuse."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder.

The device was silenced.

'Oh! You picked the right one from the league.'

Then came the electrician.

[That's good in front of Namgoong Sega.]

The party could not raise its head when the coroner said a prickly word.

"Shouldn't you go all the way to Wonsanpyeong before sunset?"

Lee Hwon and Yong Ho-ju were also relaxed despite Chae Geun of Namgoong.

"You should also enjoy the scenery on this occasion. Can't you just live as a narrow-minded collaborator?"

"The governor is right. Can you live on rice?"

Yi Hwon raised the corners of his mouth with a chirp in the words of Yong Ho-ju.

'I'd rather take it easy until Talma returns from Shandong Province.'

*

The Sandong River seemed to have passed a typhoon.

There are about three literary sects that claim to be defeated in Shandong Province.

They were Hwangbo Sega, Shin Hak-bu, and a mountain musician.

None of them went back to normal.

The owner of Hwangbo Sega became a man of evil, and the owner of a cow's family was missing. Even the blood death of Hwangbo Se-ga has left most of the mid-tier factions of the Shandong River losing their successors. In the meantime, three South Koreans had been killed.

Therefore, the second eldest son is in a situation where he can recover the fallen family.

The second, however, has brought a huge amount of money from somewhere, and has accelerated the restoration of tax prices with mysterious forces on their backs. Therefore, Hwang Bo-se had no choice but to be wary of the surrounding waves.

The same was true of the new study.

The father and his wife conspired with Hwangbo Se-ju, who killed his son, and half had to listen. The eyes of Confucian scholars who regard honor and honor as their lives cannot be favorable. Therefore, he had already been banned from going outside after the gate was opened.

"Sandongseong Fortress was eaten by a mountain musician."

"How can you reign when you have a beacon?"

"You weren't active before, but now you can. So as soon as you unlock the gate, the Sandonggangho will fall into the hands of the musician."

The mountain musician, who was the center of the storm, did not respond, even though the horsers talked about it every day.

"Are you done?"

Yeh Young-young grinned at the demon coming out of the hall.

The mood seemed to change whenever a woman, who was shivering and beautiful, smiled brightly. The Hana Devil's body is a bad thing that has been around for nearly a hundred years. Fifty years ago, he tried to revive Sega, and fifty years later, he lived in seclusion for Sega. He could not be excited to see Ye Young-young, who is his granddaughter's age.

"Oh, it's almost over now.

The devil was in a state of anti-aging beyond perversion.

As a result, Ye looked like her age, but the color and skin texture of her eyes were unrivaled. Even Lee Hwon looked like a porter when he stood beside the devil.

"Well done. Would you like a cup of tea if you have time?"

"No thanks. It's not gonna work if you just fix the kids' blood pressure. I'm busy at one o'clock because I have to spread the truth within the rent."

Ye Young-young exclaimed with exclamations.

It is not enough for a handsome man to have the dignity of ascension, so he knows the truth.

'That's cool.

The Cheongdo Brigade is controlling Hwangbo Sega in the dark by investing in Saekma. When the project was completed, the Cheongdo Grand Prize was to become one of the most popular subjects in the central region. But still the thirst for bravery has not been filled.

No matter how much money you have.

The money that he could not keep was not his own.

'Anyway, the formation and the mask will be carried away for the rest of your life because of the weight of the horse. So if you marry the devil, the future of the top will be very prosperous."

Ye Young-young wiggled her fingers and blushed.

Last night, the devil's body that was climbing the back did not leave my mind.

Then the devil asked in passing.

"My hobby told me to make money. Is it possible?"

Ye Young-young smiled back as the devil seemed worried about her.

"I'm doing it. My boss prides himself on being the best in the midfield."

While he was expressing his merits, an unexpected word came to him.

Isn't the devil smiling and reaching out his hand?

"Then lend me some money. I think it's going to cost a lot more than I thought to fix the rent."

"Ah. Yes."

Yeh Young-young released her ex-pang and handed over thirty silver-nyang vouchers. The devil laughed with his back against the sun, as if a halo was shining.

"Ah."

Her gaze clung tenaciously until the devil was completely gone.

"What are you doing?"

Sandongak's Cheonam Ilhwa ( 천) evil theory was once called Sandong Ssanghwa, along with Buyong Jihui and Yeyeongyeong. Didn't the former make a name for itself, while the latter made a name for itself. So the vicious rumor came today without changing a sweaty uniform.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Young-young came to her senses belatedly and breathed a breath.

"Sister, I think our youngest is so handsome."

Compared to her hobby, mask, and sex horse, her character was also bright, and above all, her passion shook her heart. No, no woman would have escaped the devil's charm. Ye Young-young looked at the evil tongue as if she were seeking sympathy as a woman, not as a warrior.

"You think so, too?"

However, there was a cold wind blowing like a man in the North Sea Ice Palace.

"Get lost. Don't talk to me."

Yeh Young-young poked her lips when the vicious rumor disappeared with an impression.

"You're not after the devil, are you?"

The devil accompanied the bad luck of the mountain musician.

The age of the housekeeper Ak Oh-chun was over seventy years old, and it was time for bad luck to come to the fore. Also, Ak Oh-chun will not be able to fully accept the newly established old palace brickwork. That's why I tried to take the burden off the young bad luck.

"The defense against mountain musicians is now over."

Bad luck tilted its head.

"I don't know. I've heard that the alternative is to keep foreigners away and alert."

He used honorifics to demons who looked ten years younger than him. I didn't know before the procedure, but now I can. If time had passed, all the gasoline would have suffered from madness or fallen into the mouth of a coin. Then the destruction of Sega would be a foregone conclusion, and even the old glory would have been tarnished.

"This is not for an enemy that is obvious. Our real enemy is the Heavenly Dragon War. They were after the wall, and the taste spread through the Shinma's heart, so they're going for the world more openly. This is the truth for that."

"Can I handle this?"

The devil looked at the bad luck and said,

"I'm collecting the ingredients now, so wait a little longer. When you're all set, you're going to play a great game and boost your skills."

"Huuu, it seems like the strongest team I've known has disappeared since Shinma's military exploits spread."

"The Divine One is not simply a military achievement. It could be something that humans should not have been allowed to do, as the word "human sclerosis" means. Hana Kang-ho has begun to change, and now no one can stop him. So you have to be more obedient than anyone else so that you can reign in the changed river."

"I'll only believe in brain work."

Brain attack was a demon-calling epithet within the household.

The devil frowned as he tried to turn around.

"Somebody's here."

"Are you an intruder?"

"It's a familiar energy. Probably, a mask."

As expected, the mask appeared outside about two hundred pages.

It is a shocking situation for bad luck.

Two hundred pages were so far that the criminal could not even see it. However, it was hard to accept it as a category of military merit if it could detect a person who has not yet appeared.

"You don't look good in the air. Sing me the scorpion. I'm afraid we'll have to meet in a hurry."

Bad luck bent down in a more polite manner.

"Yes."

The devil spit out his saliva after facing the mask.

"Ha, there was only one reason why I carved the red sky flag on the cliff. They thought the Duke of Hongcheon was a shell, and when he got his body, it was just to celebrate. But now that I see it now, I think the real deep-seated piece I got from the masterpiece is Hong Chun-gi."

The mask raised the corners of the mouth.

"You got a handsome face instead."

The devil answered back with a inwardly satisfied look.

"That's true. What's going on alone, by the way?"

The mask delivered Yi Hwon's message, and the devil drooped.

"I'm in trouble right now. Time must be running out, when should I leave?"

"Nahle."

The devil opened his eyes wide.

"It's more relaxing than I thought."

"I didn't go to Mt. Mudang. As soon as I stopped by Hao Gate, there was a message from Jong Cho-hong. He's not completely cured, but he's back to Maeng. That's why I came straight here."

"Okay, we have plenty of time to put the devil into action."

Just in time, the electric pole came in.

She had even dressed up at the devil's call.

I frowned when I saw that there was a hair loss.

"The look on your poop-chewing face, did you try to get a demon?"

"Shut up."

"What about money?"

"Huh! Big brother will prepare and give you."

"Half of that is my money?"

"That's the money you stole anyway.

"So you won't give it to me?"

The devil raised his mouth, listening to the malnourished conversation between the horse and the horse. Unlike their young selves, they are the words and actions that would suit their age. In fact, he was most comfortable talking to Lee Hwon.

As if they were about the same age.

'Huh?

He looked down at his wrinkled hands.

'If I had, wouldn't he have?'

Anti-aging was the end of the transfer he could think of. So far, Lee Hwon's words and actions have been recalled. However, the more I thought about it, the more surprising I was.

'I just didn't know because I was covered by alcohol.

I was amazed at the fact that he crossed the world alone and destroyed all the animals and animals of the Cheonnyongjeon Hall.

One moment later, I narrowed my forehead.

"Quiet."

A smile came as the mask and the electric horse naturally silenced.

"Hoot, there's another visitor."

"Is anyone coming?"

Instead of answering, the devil squinted his eyes and drooped.

"It's similar to the energy of a man who was trying to break up the Great Wall."

"Then it's the Heavenly Dragon War of Heaven! Distance?"

The devil set fire to the question of the mask.

Then I put up tea and started to make tea.

"A cup of tea will get you there."

The former horse asked with a puzzled look.

"Can I just relax like this?"

The devil shone his eyes.

"I am God inside the mountain music."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun