Volcanic Spirit

87, the night before the storm.

The Noryong Islands were as haggard as if ten years were older in a few days.

'They're the ones who are crazy about booze.’

Though tied to his death sentence, Chukyong Nodo, he had no desire to respect him. I just want to be as far away from the devil and the devil as possible.

"If everyone had sacrificed themselves like death penalty, the Heavenly Dragon War wouldn't have been so violent in the first place.’

He had a queer look throughout leading the demons.

Had it not been for a resolution with the Chukyongno, they would have already broken up. The resolution was kept at the expense of the collapse of the Hyungsan faction. Not being swayed by Shinma's deep learning, he wanted to be with her until the day the whole world found stability.

"I'm more angry because I'm a survivor of the masterpiece, not because I'm a monster." The confusion continues because of the deep learning of the Shinma.’

It was regarded as May Dongju.

When the judgment on what Shinma did is completed, the Chukyongnodo will break up with the demons and hide again. As the eyes and ears of the gods covered the whole world, they promised not to remove the sword even at the moment of death.

Thus, the Noryong Islands hastened their steps, imagining where to hide.

'To protect the strong will, with the death penalty,.'·.'.'.'.'.''

Anywhere would have been fine.

That's how he hastened his steps, taking advantage of his longing for the hard labor. The moment I crossed the prose of Hana Hyeongsanpa, I came across an unexpected scene.

"Four, death penalty."

The Noryong Islands blinked as if they could not be trusted.

Hanah Chokno-do did not stop what he was doing despite the emergence of a priest who had been working together for decades.

"Ha!"

The author's master will not make such a noise when he is training. However, whenever the sword was laid, the Chukyongno-do shouted as if he had vented his anger in his heart. In addition, he took off his top as if he had taken off the dignity of a warrior. Sweatdrops rained down over the body, which was pulled tightly over the old ball.

At first glance, it was not a brief training session.

"What are you doing?”

The answer came back from the other side.

"If a tortoise had been hiding in his shell for decades had his head stuck out, wouldn't he have to yawn?”

It was Lee Hwon.

The Noryong archipelago strode along, narrowing its forehead.

"What did you do to the death penalty?"

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead.

If it were the other guy, he would have hit me for a couple of times and then trampled me on his feet to answer back. He was willing to spend his time knowing the relationship between Hanah Chukyongno Island and the Noryong Islands.

"The livestock laborer put down the burden he had been forced to carry."

Then he grinned, pointing at himself.

"Because of me."

"What? You were forced to carry it. "The death penalty is for the justice of the strong and the security of the people."

The Noryong Islands were unable to speak.

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue as if he were pathetic.

"It is your freedom to worry about the justice of Kang Ho and the safety of the royalty. But you shouldn't force it on others."

"What? Of course, Jung-in!"

"Didn't you cry out for the sake of justice and agreement, and you did the chastity and hypocrisy, and you cheated in the dark?"

"No. With such a simple logic, ··."···.""

"Where can we find an agreement with the degree of the Danggeum Gangho? It's just a world of political factions.”

The Noryongdo's face was red-hot.

"Don't touch the ammo! Why do I get mixed blood every time I try to speak?"

Lee Hwon glanced away and bounced his finger.

Then the Noryong Islands could not even speak.

"Look at the face of the chow-foong-no-do. You look happy, don't you? He has now handed over all his luggage to me, and returned to himself fifty years ago. Ah! You said you wanted to come in, too, ···."."."."

Lee Hwon continued, alternating between himself and the face of the hard-working man.

"I refused because I thought I was getting too old.”

The Noryong Islands became furious only after the Chukyongno-do finished training. Looking at Hana's bright face, she disappeared inside as if she had lost her temper.

"Thank you. You don't have to pay this much attention.”

"It was hard for you to say. Now he'll accept your change."

"Hoot, I'm going to share a glass with the priest after a long time.”

Chukyongno Island followed the Noryong Islands and turned around.

"When did I say I wanted to be a demon?"

"Didn't you? I rejected the Noryong Islands in advance because I looked so eager to join them."

"Click, you said it's a freak. You're so unruly."

Laughter continued for a long time after he disappeared.

Hana Lee Hwon opened her eyes thinly with a smile removed.

'If you had your own way, you would never have shared your luggage.’

He recalled the deep learning taught by the Chukyongno.

Like Shinma's deep learning, the method and timing of the training were meaningless.

It was a long shot that could be accepted at that moment if fate was reached. And in that respect, the deep-rooted rancor was familiar enough to act as it was the moment he heard it. This is because Hyeongsanpa's small space view was combined with the celestial view, the intangibles, and the Manmae Manjeon.

'If this happens, it'sir.’

The Simdeok of Silla, which was handed down by the Chukyongno-do, was called "Jinsaengil Line." The meaning of being a line of life is significant even if you count it several times.

Originally, among the eight deep-seated virtues delivered by Shinma, it was regarded as a perforated hemophilia. And I thought that it was completed by adding other deep-seated pieces to the bowl called perforated blood wheel.

He was close to certainty until he met the Axis and Evangelicals.

After learning about Hana's birth line, it changed.

It's as if the destination has the same map no matter what way you go. And the destination that Shinma intended was definitely a birthmark.

What is a true-life front?’

Yi Hwon knocked Samahon down and grabbed the sword he had acquired. If you make up your mind, your blood will rise like a wildfire and realize the deep-rooted evil.

I didn't do one.

No, I couldn't.

The Chukyongno-do has never been in the line of birth for fifty years. And he explained that he was alive because of it, and Lee Hwon thinks the same.

'Gathering life together and cutting it off at once.'

It was simply a stroke of desperation.

He said, "I can't even think about how far I can cut my hair." He had to give up his life in return for one thing, which was like a double-dealer.

Lee Hwon's mind flashed through the last word of the hard labor.

Wouldn't you be able to cut down even the Divine Horse?

He was convinced that the new horse still existed.

'What the hell are you up to?'

Lee Hwon looked up at the night sky.

Hana The moon and stars were shining, and the dark sky was no different from usual.

The distinction between a horse and a horse; the distinction between a coriander and a sewage

Numerous other relationships were only for humans.

The sky of the political faction and the sky of the devil were no different.

It was the same today.

However, there was a different atmosphere of moonlight from somewhere in Hyeongsan and the moonlight from Cheonsan in Cheonghaeseong Fortress. The moonlight was bleak, smelling blood in some sort of way, and it was as dreary as a mass of demons.

"Are you guys getting into the church without permission?”

A chair carved from black stone was only permitted by the principal of the devil. The principal stared at the man who broke into the churchyard without permission. There is no change in facial expression because his subordinates, who are no different than his own, were already filling the bridge.

That's why he looked down at the traitor with a glaring look.

"You fed me a piece of crap, raised me, and now you have that kind of eyes in front of me?"

The principal snorted and turned his thumb down.

"Just die!"

None of the men who lined up left or right moved.

When the teacher was perplexed, the traitor said a word quietly.

"How can a man who shows his back to a political faction and lives in hiding in the corner of Mount Cheonsan rule over the bridge?"

"Hey! I'm the teacher. Who else can move the bridge? As long as I'm here, ········."

The traitor cut off the master's words and shouted.

"Get down!"

At that moment hundreds of Christians knelt on their own.

There was no hesitation as they have long been immersed in the Gangrim wedding magic.

The principal was fed up with a half-spirited look.

"Huck! You wicked bastard! Do you think you're going to become a leader just because the guards follow you? The position of the leader is decided by the elders. And the elders support me. No matter what you do, ·······."."

As soon as the traitor lightly stamped his foot, a cloud of silence spread like fog. The energy weighed down the premise of the pre-principal as if it had weight. And the sweat began to cloud from the face of the principal who was sitting in the center of the pressure.

"I don't care about the position of the leader."

"Hahaha! Then why would you do this?"

The traitor raised his head.

At first sight, the eyes of the plain-looking old man glistened red like blood.

"I will be a heavenly horse."

It is an eternal truth that the owner of a ship called Magyo is Cheonma, even though it is the principal. And because the devil failed to create the heavenly horse, he was defeated in the Jeongma daejeon, and was pushed out by the change of Cheonsan.

"You mean he's going to be a heavenly horse?"

Wooddduck

As soon as the old man straightened his back, a letter of energy seemed to have increased.

At the same time, the article was a kite.

The old black suit he was wearing was dusted off and scattered.

And soon the white hair and the white whiskers fluttered like corn whiskers, filling the place with black hair like the night sky. After a long drought, the skin, which used to be like diseased farmland, tightened. Soon, his arms and legs, which were as thin as an old tree, grew fat and became as strong as that of a young man.

The eyes of the leader, who witnessed anti-Roh movements in front of his eyes, grew teary.

"The Divine Horse wanted to choose me and be side by side with the Heavenly Horse."

"What? Sinma died 50 years ago. Didn't you say that after you went to the temple yourself?"

After the old man took control of the bridge in the dark, the principal could not get a good picture of the situation in the Gangho. It would have been cut off after the ant cave rather than the affection for Lee Hwon.

The teacher noticed it and let out a murmur.

"I've already taken over the bridge, but it's only now, ."."·.".".".""

"Yes, I will become a true heavenly horse and rule the whole world."

Saralalalalalalalak

From somewhere a black cloth flew around the body of a young man.

"Come! I'll test you to see if you deserve to be a heavenly horse!"

There was a wind of silence centered on the leader.

And he flew into the air like a light, aiming for the young man's neck.

"Can you call a man who has not even accepted the work of a heavenly horse master?"

The young man raised the corners of his mouth and waved his hand lightly.

At that moment the principal's head separated from his body and flew in the air.

The young man turned away, clutching the head of the teacher's hair.

"From now on, I will go with the elders to the great Temple of Heaven."

The prisoners were scattered in all directions and carried out their roles.

Now the Magistrate will shut down all the doors, and save the strength.

And on the day of the birth of the heavenly horse, it was about to explode.

The young man took a step after he broke the black seat of the leader.

The first Su-ha appeared on the way to the senate.

This is Cheongnyongryeong, who led the remnants of Ma Gyo who fled to the Cheonsan Mountain Range south of the Janggang River.

He bowed lightly and followed the young man's footsteps.

The second was Baek Ho-ryeong, who led the heavenly craftsmen who carried the heavy water of Cheongeun. He bowed his head in black as if he had completely forgotten that he was a big man of the shaman.

"Are you here?”

The last is Zhuge Liang, a prefect.

When he beckoned, the senate door opened of itself.

The young man naturally passed his own course and entered the senate.

Zhuge Liang narrowed his forehead by looking at the completely different back of the young man.

'The Divine Spirit said, 'The Divine Heavenly Horse is also the branch of Simdeuk.' So if you are chosen, you will be able to succeed in heaven tomorrow.’

Then a young man handed over a word from afar.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Zhuge Liang opened his eyes wide.

Then he looked up at the night sky with his mouth up.

It was as clean as the sky just before the storm.

"Click, the heavenly conversation is not broken."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun