Volcanic Spirit

*

Lee Hwon blinked at an incomprehensible situation.

Cheongchurim and the party were simply dusty.

It wasn't a metaphor, it really was.

As soon as the mama unfolded the intangible sword, it would disappear without a trace, and if the devil pulled out the spear, he could count the maximum number of holes that could be drilled into the body. It will smell blood at best. It will stay for a while and then scatter.

The class was simply different.

No matter what she does, she looks cute. It would have been even more so for old masters who were over a hundred years old like the devil and the devil. There is no reason to make problems and drag on time.

[What's wrong with him?]

Yi Hwon confirmed that the devil also had a similar look to the mama, and asked Talma. However, he is showing strange eyes as he is less likely to do so than they are.

[He must have liked how he looked.]

That can't be true!

However, the level was different, so there was no need to worry.

It would be safe to leave after getting rid of them.

So Yi Hwon watched the situation.

To be honest, I was getting tired of watching the fixed scenery.

"What do you mean, you're in?"

As soon as Cheongchurim asked, the mama was told as if she had waited.

"You're a tough guy. We're putting our feet in the strong lake a little bit, and it won't hurt our pride to just give in. So if you show me the art of small council, I'd be happy to leave you."

The act of asking for military service itself was rude enough, and was enough to be a bone of contention.

Cheongchurim expressed caution.

At that time, however, she gave out her hairpin as if it were tempting.

"I've asked you a favor, so I'd like to give it to So-hyeop. I think it's going to look good on the Sozer over there."

Not only Cheongchu-rim and Jang Yak-ran, but everyone in the room was exclaimed.

Lee Hwon knew where the hairpin came from.

Didn't you go under the table, through the Talma's hand, to the Myoma? However, the tombstone overlaid a clean jade with thin gold in the shape of a phoenix. That's not a masterpiece, but a jewel that only the royal family would use.

[When did you steal that again?]

[Coupling] [Coupling]

[Wouldn't be an officer suddenly coming in?]

The mask raised one eyebrow.

[I'm on the horse.]

On the other hand, Cheongchurim glanced at Jang Yak-ran and then spat out the sound of herring.

Jang Yak-ran has already been unable to take her eyes off the jade woman.

"What bet would you like to make?"

The mama skillfully continued the situation.

"We're on our way for good things, so should we be offended? Hmm, what would be good?"

I would have already decided.

Hana hesitated for a moment and then continued, pointing out the window.

"Now that we're at Yujeongru, why don't we bet on willows? If Sohyeop throws chopsticks here and drops the leaves of the willow tree, we'll win! It's a simple bet. How do you feel?"

The chungchurim looked at the willow tree.

The distance from the willow trees along the window where he stood and along the lake was only three sheets. It was not difficult to make a leaf fly as well as rain. It was simply a solution to build up each other's self-esteem, as the mama said.

"I'll talk to the party for a moment."

Hana This is a strong lake.

That's why he wants to talk to his party about whether there is a trick.

The mama smiled and nodded gladly.

"Go ahead. Let's have another drink in the meantime."

asked Lee Hwon while they were drinking together.

"What's wrong with you?"

The mama raised the corners of her mouth.

"Growing sprouts,······"

The devil was spoken like a soul companion.

"I'll step on you as I go back."

Lee Hwon leaned against the back with a grin.

Now I could understand their innermost thoughts.

No Kang-ho, who is in a normal condition, would have been annoyed to mix words with his grandchildren, as well as to the quality of his catch.

But they're not normal.

Though she was a handsome young man and a beautiful woman, she was as good as an old monster inside. Therefore, if you look closely, it has an atmosphere that doesn't match age.

the rich beauty of a mare

The twisted handsomeness of the devil.

In the end, the two faced real youth and were irritated.

It is no wonder that they have dedicated their lives to their families, and after that, they have been hiding for fifty years for the sake of Shinma's deep learning.

Lee Hwon grinned and added words.

"That's a good word. I'll use it later."

He faced such situations before and after his return. Kang Ho decides big things through consultation, but doesn't his real life move with money and power? That is why I fought with Kang Ho's backbenchers.

The exhilaration and the relief disappeared a long time ago.

Now that he was lazy, he tried to send them away like a flyer. Hana and the Devil had no experience like this. So it wouldn't be bad to relax and play in this way.

'How can I watch you play?'

Come to think of it, I have only stepped on the growing sprouts and never looked at them leisurely.

Lee Hwon relaxed his glass.

After a while, the chungchurim returned.

"If you're simply throwing chopsticks and dropping willow leaves, I'll give it a try."

The mama raised her hand and backed away.

"You can use all of this. I'll just watch."

"One is enough."

The chungchurim pulled chopsticks out of the spoonbasket.

Then I just looked at the direction and threw it away.

Sorim's inner workings were also famous for his naivety in Gangho. Therefore, the inner workings of Cheongchurim, a famous folktale of Jangpyeongmun, were superior to their peers.

Hush!

The chopsticks flew swiftly toward the willow.

But the moment you try to get the branches right, you're barely moving away.

"Uh!"

Cheongchurim opened his eyes wide as if he could not believe it.

The direction changed due to the timely wind.

He unconsciously looked back at the long column in his agitation.

Jang Yak-ran, who has already been obsessed with Okbi-nyeo, openly expressed disappointment. However, the mama smiled and pushed the spoonbasket toward the chungchurim.

"You'll get it right away."

Cheongchurim took a deep breath after expressing gratitude.

It started half as a joke, but now Jang Pyeong-mun's honor and Jeong-in's favor are at stake. He aimed precisely at the idea of throwing memorization, and soon the chopsticks flew like light.

Crying liquid!

Somehow the wind blew again.

As these chopsticks were thrown with the utmost effort, the breeze would not have been considered. But this time again, he was barely able to get rid of the branches. The branches drooped like whiskers, and the leaves were dense. Therefore, it is natural to be hit even if you throw it roughly. Therefore, Cheongchu-rim's face, which failed one after another, turned red.

"Crrrrrrrrr! I just got some dust in my eye, ·····."."

Jang Yak-ran said, with her eyes glaring.

"Cheong So-hyeop, you seem to have a different mind."

It was a remark that was conscious of the mystery.

In order to hold back their laughter, they had to think of sad thoughts. As long as the mama uses an intangible sword, no one can guarantee that it will be achieved unless the chief of Sorim comes.

"Hmm! I'll do it right!"

Cheongchurim came back, but it was a failure to throw chopsticks.

Most people fall without going to the willow tree at all of course. In the meantime, the postscripts, who were wary, stepped up. They were also in favor of Jang Yak-ran, and would have wanted to look good in front of the mama that naturally scattered the bases.

"You don't seem to be feeling well, Mr. I'll give it a try."

A man who writes long and powerful laws in a manifesto failed. In the end, even those who had mastered memorization came forward, but they failed to drop any leaves, as if there were any sluices between the well-heeled and willow trees.

"Ho ho ho ho, I wanted to yield, but I couldn't help it."

When the mama tried hard to make a sad face, the faces of Cheongchurim and his party turned red. Shame soon became a sense of shame, and furthermore turned into anger. Aren't they the little ones who have lived without a lack of such things?

There can't be an experience of being humiliated in front of someone.

The chungchurim puffed up its lips as if it were to hurl curses at once.

Then the devil caught the eye with a false cough.

"Chem."

It meant that it was time for him to enjoy his mama since he had enjoyed it enough. In this case, they are like friends for decades.

"Should I give it a try?"

Then he hit the table without stopping anyone.

Tung

At the moment of a light blow, the spoonbills rose.

The devil grabbed a chopstick with his thumb and index finger and touched the back of the scattering chopstick as if he were drilling a hole with a needle.

Papapapapapapat!

At that moment, nearly twenty chopsticks flew off with their tails, as if connected. Chopsticks stuck in the body of the willow tree clearly created the word evil.

He grinned and shrugged.

"I think we won the bet."

Cheng Chu-rim opened her eyes wide and instinctively groped at her waist.

"Who are you?"

But I can't hold anything in my hands that I felt about my waist.

"Uh! My sword."

The whole collection and sword disappeared.

It was not only a matter of Cheongchurim but also of all the post-basement figures who were together. At that moment, a dozen soldiers rolled around in the middle of the conduit.

lolalalalalalalak

Talma glanced at the sudden appearance of the Sgt.

"If you don't hurry up, who's gonna take it?"

The postscripts hurriedly disappeared down the stairs.

Cheongchurim stared at the demons with fierce eyes.

"Who are you people? Identify yourself!"

Lee Hwon raised his glass and said a toast.

"For every six-star monster."

The chungchurim shouted, breathing hard.

"You dazzled us with your magic! We'll see. Today's work won't just go away!"

Bang!

The devil's spear trembled on the post.

Then the ears of the chungchurim stopped flapping and went back to their places. As soon as the devil opened his hand again, the window stuck in the pillar was pulled out and returned to the master.

This time, the opposite ear of the chungchurim was scattered.

"I am an evil. Come visit me anytime."

At the devil's wonderful word, the chungchurim got fed up and quickly disappeared under the stairs.

"Hahahahaha! It was fun."

"Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho! It's been a while

"We're pretty good together."

"I know. But why did you only write your name on the tree earlier?"

*

The Namgoong Sega had finished all the maintenance as if the blood scare had not occurred just days ago. In addition, Chilgong, Ogi, and envoys attended the banquet held in Naewon, Changcheonseong Fortress.

This is to inform the Moorim League of the robustness of the Namgung Sega.

The banquet was noisy as the heads of the Namgoong Sega and Jegumbaekga, who were not related to this incident, and the Wimmongdae dispatched from the Moorim Alliance gathered.

"Haha! Nice to meet you. It's been a long time no see?"

Namgoonghyuk, the owner of the house, continued to look at the entrance of the banquet hall while entertaining VIPs.

'You said you wouldn't be late!

He called me a monster, but everything from beginning to end is unruly.

'My father seems to have become strange by hanging out with some crazy kites.'

He took a breath and turned around.

And soon his eyes grew as big as a tear.

"No! When did you crawl in?"

Not only Yi Hwon and Talma, but also demons and Chungha greedily covet food and alcohol as if they had starved for days. Even the devil and Chungha had their hair sticking out as if they had fallen, and their clothes were dirty with dust.

Maybe it's because Namgoong Hyuk's voice was a little loud.

Some people followed Namgung Hyuk's gaze.

Cheongchurim, who attended as the representative of Jang Pyeong-mun, pointed his finger at the ghost and shouted.

"That's them! It's clearly a remnant of Sima Odo, given the word "monkey."

The situation does not make sense in common sense.

Even if the remnants of Sama Oedo Island are correct, it would be impossible to enter the inner city of Changcheonseong Fortress. Thus, the senior members of the Wimudae demanded an explanation from Namgoonghyeok.

"Hmm. They're ·········. They're ···."."."."."."

The postmortem stood next to Namgoonghyuk and smiled and spoke to him.

"They're the noblemen who stopped this blood scare."

"You're a nobleman? They say it's a demon."

Cheongchurim was intimidated when the postmortem appeared.

The postmortem shook his head.

"Devil, devil, and mama."

The forest blind leaders expressed their expectations when they saw the last man.

"And he is the author of the Manmaejeon, the official of the Culinary tract, and besides Yi Hwon, the head of the demon, with a new universal sword called the sword."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! I finally see the greatest master."

The lords did not show disapproval of the term "monkey."

Lee Hwon's sexuality and deeds had already been widely known through the past few incidents. That's why only those who wish to do so are left. Most of all, as long as there was a lot of fighting, there would be no one who could attack him as Samahudo.

"Wait a minute."

The Moorimian bayonet stepped out against the leaders.

He has been carrying a cooking official ever since he arrived at Namgoong Sega.

The bayonet joined hands after approaching with light steps.

"I really wanted to meet the owner."

The devil and the devil were wary.

Lee Hwon squinted his eyes as he looked up at the patrol.

'That's a weirdo.

It's not a favorable impression, but I didn't want to be hostile. However, it was strange to me that I could not feel the energy of Cheonryongjeon.

"I'm Tae-wi Ju, the leader of the general patrol division of the Muslim League."

Lee Hwon said with a grin.

"Energy?"

"What? What do you mean?"

"Did you take the Socheon-lien from the Moorim League to the Tien-ryong-jeon bastards?"

Not only Namgoonghyuk but also Moorim-blind lords opened their eyes wide at the sudden questioning.

On the other hand, Tae-wi scratched his back of the head and laughed.

"Yes, I did."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun