Ice Demon King (8)
‘Is it this guy?’
An unwavering expression, and prayer.
However, the hat ship was greatly surprised.
‘This person is the pinnacle of contemporary martial arts, called the black and white martial arts emperor.’
There are those who go beyond that with force, but the person whose influence is so great that it goes beyond the best of his time and is discussed as the best of all times and all times is said to be Black and White Muje.
That’s how great Yeonhojeong’s reputation was. In fact, even before entering the continent, I could occasionally hear the four letters of the star sign, Black and White Untitled.
‘I heard you’re young.’
I didn’t know the exact age. What she paid attention to was the achievements and influence of the master known as the Black and White Emperor, not his age.
Still, I knew he was young. But I didn’t expect her to be this young. He seems to be around 30 at most, but I never thought he would show off such outstanding prayer skills.
‘different.’
Tall and slim physique.
Although it is not white by Bingung standards, the skin is very smooth and elastic. It was a presence that anyone could not help but be fascinated by, including the mystical prayer that only those who had achieved the highest level could show.
However, Mojaseon was able to see the true nature of the vicious power lurking beyond the mysterious prayer.
‘It’s so different from what I vaguely thought.’
The martial arts of the North Sea and the martial arts of this continent were similar yet different.
However, when you reach the highest level, you will see many similarities even among those who have practiced completely different types of martial arts.
Mojaseon could not find anything in common with Yeonhojeong.
‘If there’s one thing that’s certain… … .’
In the puffy sleeves, the hat line’s Seomseom corn was tightly held.
‘This man is also a warrior.’
Warriors were not just warriors.
He is a hero who survived after fighting countless battles.
The level achieved was amazing, but what was even more surprising was the warrior’s prayer hidden in that mysterious prayer. I couldn’t tell what kind of life this young man, who seemed to be around 30 now, had led, showing such creepy composure.
“I thought this was someone I would never see again in my life, but somehow we met in this way and got to see him.”
Why?
Mojaseon thought that Yeonhojeong’s voice was very nice to hear.
Yeonhojeong walks to the riverside, step by step, with her back to him. The black dragon rider that was hanging from his waist as he walked made a clanking sound.
“You wanted to see me?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s tone of voice was without hesitation. Even though he was much older than me, he didn’t have an engineering degree or anything like that.
In fact, if you count his past lives, he also lived until the twilight of his life, but he didn’t make such remarks in a childish way because of his age.
This was a case in point.
Yeon Ho-jeong knew that his level would not be inferior to that of his opponent at all.
A faint smile appeared on Mojaseon’s face.
It was a clumsy smile like that of Ugungju Moungbaek. So the sincerity felt stronger.
“Did you already know about me?”
“The moment you entered the central plain, all kinds of intelligence groups were watching you.”
Yeon Ho-jeong still did not look back at the hat line.
Looking at the river sloshing under a sky full of darkness gave me quite a special feeling.
“Impressive. It’s a martial art that has a similar system to ours, but is completely different. It may not mean much since we have entered that stage, but if your men and my men fight, I will see some blood.”
“Are you expecting a fight in advance?”
“I have no hobby of treating someone with a smile and then getting stabbed.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice was firm yet easy to listen to. Even though it was a very tense situation, even Kang Ryang felt that Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice had changed a little.
Although the words were harsh, the voice was comfortable and did not make the atmosphere tense. It was a mysterious ability.
Mojaseon, who was quietly looking at Yeonhojeong, took a step forward.
It was then.
Slurp.
The Black Dragon Master appeared.
The voice was comfortable and the atmosphere was not bad. But because of that one action, I could no longer hear the sound of the rushing river.
Hatsun asked bluntly.
“What does it mean?”
Phew.
A cold feeling rose from Mojaseon’s body.
It didn’t really radiate energy. The moment her opponent drew her weapon, she felt nervous, and that nervousness naturally unleashed her temperament.
Slurp.
Gangryang and Doryongdan naturally withdrew to the outside of the ten chapters.
Their withdrawn posture was comfortable yet provocative. He was in a position where he could draw his sword at any time the moment his name fell.
We came here together laughing, but as soon as the name of the lord of the castle falls, any personal relationship becomes as bad as burnt paper. They were prepared to attack the hat ship at any time.
After looking around Gangryang and Doryongdan, Mojaseon turned his gaze back to Yeonhojeong.
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong spoke.
“He died once.”
“… … ?”
“The moment you turn your head, you have already died to me once.”
“I know you have no intention of killing.”
“Even if you don’t have the intention to kill, if you have to, you will kill.”
Even though we have never seen each other before, we have such a bloody conversation even though it is our first meeting.
Rather, it was a much more rigid position than during the time of Shinhwa cult leader Ki Cheon-woong. For those who know Yeon Ho-jeong, the current situation will be difficult to understand.
Hatsun’s eyes deepened.
“So, do you want to fight?”
“Depending on the answer, it could be so.”
“It’s an interesting situation. There was something I wanted to ask you when I met you. But it seems you were like that too.”
“Someone once said that life is fun because it is full of unexpected fun.”
It was after half an hour that Mo Seon, who had been silently watching Yeon Ho-jeong, spoke again.
“Coming here, I tried drinking tea from the continent. “It was a bit exotic and strong, but it was drinkable in its own way.”
“… … .”
“If we don’t have any regrets about each other, can we be treated to a nice cup of tea?”
“You seem confident, right?”
“Ask what you want to ask.”
Yeon Ho-jeong asked directly.
“Why is your last name called Mo?”
“… … .”
“I know your last name is different.”
A look of puzzlement appeared on Kang Ryang’s face.
Your last name is different? So does that mean Mojaseon is not Mr. Mo?
Mojaseon spoke in his unique, stern voice.
“All high-ranking blood relatives in the Bingung Palace use the surname Mo.”
“The question is whether you are blood relatives.”
It was an unusual remark.
“Or does Binggung use the expression ‘blood relatives’ even if they are not related by blood?”
“Yes.”
Answer confidently.
Yeon Ho-jeong was quite surprised by Mo Seon’s honest remarks.
‘I know.’
The moment I asked him what his last name was, Mojaseon guessed it. That the other person knows his identity.
Nevertheless, I did not turn around and answered confidently and truthfully.
“What was your last name before becoming a blood relative?”
“I can not know.”
“Are you avoiding the answer?”
“That’s because I truly don’t know. However, I would also like to ask you one question. “Does my answer mean that much to you?”
“It’s not just me.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s comfortable voice became sticky.
The smell of blood began to emanate from the pleasant voice. For an instant, it seemed like the person had changed.
“It could mean a lot not only to me, but to everyone who lives here in Jungwon. “If you didn’t come here just to play with me, you wouldn’t know what it means.”
“… … .”
“We are now fighting an unprecedented enemy. “If an all-out war breaks out against them, an incalculable number of lives will be lost.”
“I guess so.”
“We are living with so many lives on our backs. “If the owner of an organization did not know that we had no choice but to stand on edge, then you are not qualified to lead the Ice Palace.”
Hatsun’s eyes narrowed.
A bitter look passes by her eyes.
“okay. “In the first place, I had no intention of becoming a palace lord.”
“It’s none of my business what the story is. “I answered your question, so don’t avoid the answer this time.”
“… … .”
“What is your original last name?”
“My answer is the same. Truly we cannot know. “I didn’t properly inherit my last name.”
Wooooow.
A subtle golden energy stirred around Yeonhojeong’s black dragon head.
It is a question and answer dance. There is no need for further arguing. Yeon Ho-jeong was truly prepared to blow Moja-seon’s head off.
At that time, Hatsun opened her mouth.
“But if you really want to bring up the last name… … “Some people might think of him as Mr. Cheon.”
Kang Ryang’s eyes sparkled.
Mr. Cheon.
Having heard about Shinmarim and Gwanghyeolgyo from Yeon Ho-jeong, he knew the secret story behind the Cheon family name.
Phew.
The yellow dragon energy that hovered over the Black Dragon Head became quiet.
“Explain in detail.”
“It’s just a thing of the past. “It’s not something I want to say in a place where everyone can hear.”
“… … .”
“What you wanted to know was what my last name was before I used the surname Mo?”
“Don’t just skim the surface of the content just because the question was like that.”
Yeon Ho-jeong continued speaking with a stern expression.
“I am asking whether you are a member of the Gwanghyeolgyo or not.”
One piece of information was written in the letter handed over by Hwa Jin-cheon.
There is a high possibility that the palace lord of the time, a woman called the Ice Demon King, is the illegitimate daughter of a former Gwangblood cult leader.
The nickname “Ice Demon King” was also a nickname created due to his cruel hands, which were not typical of Ice Palace people. It is said that everyone was afraid of her because of her quickness of hand and her firmness, which were significantly different from those of her previous Binggung lords.
However, after her reign was stabilized, her particularly sharp and resolute reign was recognized by many people in Bingungung.
North Sea Horse.
It was a real nickname given to her during the terrifying purge of Mojaseon.
Hatsun’s eyes deepened.
“I have never thought of myself as a crazy person.”
“… … .”
“But it is also true that the blood of a crazy demon runs in my blood.”
“According to a reliable intelligence group, I heard that he went to the Ice Palace around his mid-teens and practiced martial arts under their protection.”
“protect? “It must be breeding.”
For the first time, I felt strong emotions in her blunt voice.
It was anger.
Even though she was over 50 and approaching 60, her anger was vivid. Her anger was hot and lively, as if she was dealing with something that had just happened.
Yeon Ho-jeong asked inwardly.
‘Is it true?’
Who is the question addressed to?
Surprisingly, the answer to that question was heard.
‘It’s true.’
The anger shown by the hat line was even transparent. I felt intense anger towards Binggung.
However, the side that Yeon Ho-jeong was paying attention to was the Gwanghyeol side.
Hatseon’s statement that the blood of a crazy evil spirit was circulating was filled with as much disgust as the anger he felt immediately afterward.
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.
“I heard that the reason he came here with his men was not because he was afraid of death, but because he did not want to live a life of humiliation.”
“… … .”
“It’s something that can’t be said easily without knowing them properly. “You had no choice but to know a lot about light blood.”
Hatsun didn’t answer.
“Answer one last thing.”
Yeon Ho-jeong aimed the black dragon’s head at Moja-seon’s neck.
“Show me proof that you are not a bloodthirsty limb. If the evidence is confirmed, the Black Emperor will welcome you as an honored guest, even if the Murim Alliance does not know.”
