Volcanic Spirit

84, I'm a moorimist.

It's a long-declared martial arts.

Therefore, Kang Ho heated up in a different way.

Originally, evil enemies and maduran are the targets of fear for the majority of strong-armers. To the extent of being called evil enemy or madura, he was famous for his cruelty in his hands and twisted nature. Therefore, when rumors spread that evil enemies and madu appeared nearby, flies flew in place of guests and guests.

One group achievement was different.

In a word, it was the subject of legal anger professed by the Moorimists. If they were not strong enough, they could attract the forest blindness through snitching, and sometimes they joined forces with the strong men of the raw cotton fields. And if he succeeds in killing one, a great reward awaits. There was a strong possibility of obtaining objects such as tax-saving offences or recruits.

"Ihwon's not that bad. It's the best ever!"

"If we catch him, we can change the course of the Gang.”

"You can engrave your name in the history of the Gangho just by killing it."

Lee Hwon was the best prey of his achievements. As long as you capture it, you will gain the fullest interest of the Shinma. It was safe to kill him. Then you will have a reputation for beating the First Men of the World.

"But it's too quiet, isn't it?

"Would you fight with Lee Hwon right now?"

"That's not it. It's best to slip in when the other guys are relaxed or injured."

"So are the others. Maybe he'll get a glimpse of the opportunity from afar as soon as his track record is revealed."

This kind of atmosphere prevailed.

It has sharp teeth as it looks delicious.

Thus, the area near Daepyeolsan Mountain and Hanamseong Fortress was full of fresh energy, and there was tension as if it would explode on either side.

The reversal of life and the deadline of life.

For a strong man, it was natural to choose the former when he accepted the option of life and death.

On the other hand, the parties who were actually attracted to the public were relaxed.

"Ah! Was there a place like that?"

Yi Hwon started to talk when he saw a simple base near Gwando Island. The devil breathed a breath, touching his sore forehead.

"A large scale, hundreds of simple casts installed around here because of the new dance competition. And there are already six places where we eat and drink from near Mt. Daebyeol. If we keep this up, we won't be able to get out of Mt. Daebyeol today.”

Lee Hwon's main body, which was constantly wriggling, had also been rid of the crane. And I wanted to run to the Chang River right now and take a luxurious boat and go on a cruise. Hana was full of desire to trample on the devil at the top of her psychological state.

"Are you scared? You want to leave Daepyeolsan Mountain as soon?”

"What are you saying?”

The former horse added with a serene look.

"Saekma O'Burney has already spread false information through the Hao Gate that we're out of the Great Mountains. Even the ones that passed by just now didn't recognize us, just talking about public things. So right now, it wouldn't be a bad idea to take a breather here for a while than to leave Daebyeolsan Mountain.”

Lee Hwon grinned at the front.

"Yes! That's what I'm saying."

The demons, and even the warlords, did not believe what Yi Hwon said.

"There are five seats!"

Talma had already entered the base and had finished negotiations with the owner. Looking at the smiling owner, he must have ordered at least five drinks.

The devil looked at the figure and thought.

Talma was an absurd delusion that Lee Hwon's strong desire might have created another soul.

What's in your head that makes you act like a tongue in your mouth?’

The devil last put his butt together.

Yi Hwon had already kept the bottle from his mouth, and the mask seemed to be looking for a goal. The mama was drawing her belly with tea water on the table, with a stream of monstrous laughter to herself.

On the other hand, the electric horse remained calm.

She is a gifted woman, always organizing her thoughts and making plans. If left to the demons, they would not even know when they would arrive at their destination, Hyeongsan.

"Just keep a few things in mind for now."

"Oh, yeah."

an answer not in the slightest sense of sincerity

One of them was familiar with the idea.

"By now, the strike team from the Moorimian Foreign Area should be on the move. And at the same time, we're going to put out our hat-breaking from a non-linear angle."

A blind man is a man with no desire for things.

His hobby is also frugal because he has lived with a sense of boredom throughout his life. Therefore, he showed outstanding ability in taboo paintings, and he showed off his painting skills at this occasion. He painted the faces of the demons himself, so it would have been the same as if they were real.

"You shouldn't be so relaxed from then on."

"What do you say? I'll open the way on my own if you take care of some."

The former horse spoke as if he were asking for a trick.

"Sister, we didn't claim credit to be surrounded. We need to attract as many people as possible to attract Kang Ho's attention. We should avoid staying in one place for a long time until the Moorimists succeed in purifying themselves.”

The mare raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then I'll have to get on the boat!”

The horse's mouth began to wriggle all the way round.

"Are you angry?”

"No way. Anyway, as you said, I've organized our work. First, it draws Kang Ho's attention. Second, find the traces of Cheonryongjeon Hall, which was discovered in Hyeongsan Mountain. Third, wait for the Axial Rage, whose whereabouts are unknown, to approach. But I heard it's been unknown for decades. Will he really come to visit us?"

The devil nodded assuringly.

"He was the most vulnerable survivor of the masterpiece. Zhuge Liang was spiteful for his appearance, bad news, hmm! The Akkan Gorge was full of dawn for the revival of the Sandongak. Namgoong Se-ya was unruly by his unique arrogance, and the entire literary circle had rushed to avenge his death. The independents were in a position to control rather than to be weak. One he was weak. He was more inclined to be led than to lead, and he never expressed his opinion. That's why if he's alive, or if he's hiding his whereabouts on his own, he'll surely come."

"I'd like to discuss it with my big brother.”

"Yes, he doesn't do the job of responsibility. There's no such thing as a pulpit."

The former horse asked, tilting its head.

"Then we've had a lot of opportunities since the formation of the music industry was publicized. Why aren't you coming so far?”

"The weak man can't show up on his own in a crowded place. If you come, I'll take advantage of the late hour and approach you carefully."

At the devil's words, the devil nodded and accepted.

"Yes, he is.”

The electric horse tilted its head for a moment.

It was a far more realistic assessment than what I heard. The mask glanced at the horse's expression and said as if it were evaluating a passing dog.

"It's the bad news of the Wall and the Namgung Chun-woon of the Dragon Sword Zone.”

It was a sudden revelation, but it was just a surprise.

After a long pause, she tilted her head again.

"Namgung Chun-woon."

"Uh, it's a man. And now she's a woman."

The devil raised the spear.

And the blacked-out former horse snored for a long time leaning on the devil's spear.

"She's out of her mind again."

"You must have been tired. He's not half a woman like you, he's a real woman, so he must be worried about his family.”

"Yes, and you are weak with idiots."

Lee Hwon narrowed the middle of his forehead and threw his finger at the front horse.

At the moment when the earth wind blew and stimulated the mana, the forehorse sprang up.

"Oh! I'm now, ······."

The horse chirped and spoke.

"It's not a dream. It's real.

The electric horse blinked for a moment and then sat down.

"By the way, I'm worried about the one with the autopsy."

She changed the subject.

He continued his words staring into the air, apparently without looking at the side of the mama.

"You don't have to worry about that. Now that I've blown their gunpowder, I can't guarantee an all-out war. That would increase the importance of the hostage, the coroner's office. You'll never be able to touch it hastily.”

The electric horse exclaimed at Lee Hwon's words.

"As expected! The deep meaning of the formation..."

The horse-riding cut off the horse.

" "··· 말씀 말씀 말씀 said the manga lover. You're just an idiot who only cares about alcohol.”

And Lee Hwon hit the buttocks of the horse.

"You're a mean bastard."

The former horse smiled at the friendly appearance of the two.

"Not really. The Moorim League has vowed to launch a raid on the Cheongdo Grand Prize. Now that I've been monitoring the Cheongdo Brigades on a blind level, I can't touch my family. It's all thanks to your attention."

Lee Hwon grinned and lifted the glass high.

"Ha ha! Of course the monsters will help!"

All laughed and chatted, emptying their glasses.

Only the devil could speak with his eyes wide open.

'That's what I asked the lord, 부탁·.'··.'.'.'

If you are a moorimist, there is a notion that follows.

It will remind you of a look of a haggard look, a needy life, and a scene of slowly drying up, questioning everything around you.

This was the case with Lee Hwon's public life before his return.

It was much more comfortable and stable compared to other Murim exploits. However, it would not have been enough to shake off anxiety.

However, the achievement after the return was like a play.

Yi Hwon and the demons strolled proudly down the boulevard.

As soon as I entered Hobukseong Fortress after passing through the Sinya area, I could see sharp eyes everywhere. There have already been countless simulations and spread. In addition, rumors spread that Haomun had fled to the New York area, so many fighters had gathered.

The first thing to move was an unknown old man.

When he appeared, a large number of fighters exclaimed.

He seemed to be a famous old master.

"Hey! The morality of Kang Ho has fallen to the ground..."

The solemnity of the face with a wrinkled face did not impress me. He fled with a handful of his sides ripped off at the first blow of the devil's javelin'

"What's his name?"

"I don't know."

"But it's our first public showdown. I should have had a drink or something, ··."."."."."."

Lee Hwon asked, smacking his lips.

"Where's the decent base?"

The mask unfolded the map.

The map that Saekma took out from Hao Mun's report was detailed enough to be used by the military. And all over the map were marked with red dots.

One to three dots each.

In the case of Agyangnu or Deungwanggak, which had long been called Jungwon Jeilru, three dots were marked, and in the case of Juru, who made a name, one dot.

"The one-point base for the Saekma Island is only twenty miles away."

"Really? Let's go!"

Lee Hwon made a quick start.

The mask and the mare followed, and the devil stuck out a spear. The electric horse clung to the javelin as if it were a cicada. And finally, the devil began to run, leaving deep footprints.

"Do, run!"

"Get rid of him!"

The strong men followed the footsteps of the devil and carried out meritorious deeds. The fighters, who had a deep insight into Hana, could not release their firm expressions.

Footprints stamped as if to follow outright.

Is this what you call running away?’

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun