Chapter 263
“That is also the enemy who killed the most precious friend.”
At that word, I stood tall.
The same thought as mine must have popped into the head of Jeokcheongang next to me.
‘What did you hear?’
I didn’t understand for a moment. The words that came out of the mouth of a young man with an unfamiliar face tangled in his head.
So now… … .
‘Did you kill Goongdo? That guy?’
Memories that are deeply imprinted in the brain come up in front of my eyes and then disappear.
Jonglichu disappeared during the dance, Gingdo gasped on the threshold of death, and the four words he left behind as a will.
‘Jonglichu Amcheon, Nameless, Buljang.’
What the heck have I seen and heard so far?
Where the hell did you go and how did you get there?
I tried to catch a clue, stiff as a stone statue, but before I could think, a dry voice flowed from between Jeokcheongang’s lips.
“You bastard, killed the sword?”
His hoarse voice was wet with patience, anger, and disbelief.
The young man smiled calmly at the appearance of Jeokcheongang and nodded his head.
“Because it is. It was much easier than I thought. When I said that I would explode Jincheonroe (振天雷) into the crowd, they obediently followed me.”
“Jincheonroe? Did you plant explosives?”
“Oh, that? Of course it was a lie.”
“… … what?”
“Why do people lie? Because there are fools who are fooled sometimes.”
Drops of blood dripped from the clenched fists of Jeokcheongang.
“I was not deceived, I was deceived. Because he is such a person.”
“Have you been tricked? what could it be It would be plausible to say that he was trying to prevent an accidental killing, since he is the equivalent of a master of Shaolin Temple.”
“bloke!”
“Don’t say too much. Because I didn’t plan anything so lame. But things took a turn in an unexpected place. Of course there??… Suddenly, the young man’s gaze turned to me.
“Shanseo Jamrong Jin Tae-gyeong. You also contributed.”
It felt like my body stiffened just by looking into their eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because of the hostility against him or because I felt the difference in power that I couldn’t dare to face.
‘Maybe it’s both.’
I bit my lip and glared at the young man.
“What bullshit is that?”
“I had to move the plan a day ahead because you suddenly intervened. Among them, the biggest variable was the ascending sword, Jonglichu, that guy.”
“… … “
This made it clear. Jong-ri-chu was not an accomplice, let alone the real culprit.
“Well, in the end, everything worked out neatly.”
The boy smiled and held out his hand.
Realizing what he wanted, Hansoo hurriedly held out an item.
“The god of Shaolin, the chrysanthemum field.”
“Okay, this is it… … “
His long fingers slowly swept across the softly shining chrysanthemum.
However, the next moment, the young man stared blankly at Hansoo’s face. It was because of his wrinkled hands that hadn’t let go of the chrysanthemum yet.
“You can let go now.”
Hansoo swallowed his saliva and answered.
“Tongue, I have one request for you.”
“Cheong. tell me anything You have worked hard, so you have to listen to me wholeheartedly.”
It’s a strange, bizarre sight.
An old man who is clinging to a young man who is at least the age of his grandson.
Even more so if the old man turned Shaolin Temple into a sea of blood.
‘What the hell is this guy?’ A person whose status within Amcheon is extremely high, or who is older than he looks. There’s a good chance that both are right.
Anyway, Hansoo’s expression brightened when he answered that he was called a young man.
“I-really?”
Blood wine clicked his tongue.
“Did you just buy a trick? He has done his job well, so the reward is right. But how difficult would our Eumgwi sunbaenim take such a long time to ask?”
“It’s not that difficult a request.”
“But is it difficult to do it yourself?”
“… … It’s embarrassing, but it is.”
“Aha, I guessed roughly what it was.”
Blood wine came out and chined towards the Jeokcheongang.
“Please kill those two. this is it now? Is that correct?”
When Hansoo nodded with a lively look, the Blood Juice smiled.
“Hey, is this unexpected? It must have been more sticky than I thought.”
“A guy who has been stuck with me for half his life.
“I will be loyal… Well, that’s good too.”
“Please kill me as brutally as possible. I will help with one hand.”
“Can you do that? If the rightists come soon, it will be a pain in the ass. If you want to finish quickly and leave, seniors will have to shed a few drops of sweat too.”
“then?”
“Senior is the Sanseo Jamryong. I am the king of fire I think it will be over in about a day or two at the latest, right?”
“I am that young man? hahaha! good!”
The conversation between the two of them, who thought of me and Jeokcheongang’s life as if it were something in their pockets, was absurd, and on the other hand, chills ran down my spine.
‘That word… … I mean it.’
Dakyung Il. He asserted that he could kill the King of Fire, Jeokcheongang, in a short time to drink a cup of tea.
Jeokcheongang’s hardened expression was proof that his words were not mere lies.
– If the situation is not good, run away.
He shook his head subtly at the sound of the electric sound that reached his ears for a moment.
It is difficult to expect help from Shaolin Temple as a bloody battle is already taking place from above.
If I step out, Jeokcheongang will inevitably receive a concentrated attack from two superstars.
‘It’s best to hold out until the end here.’
Jeokcheongang knows that too. Still, what I’m saying is… … It is because he is a warm and caring person more than others think.
‘This must be really dangerous this time.’
He licked his parched lips and gripped the white flame tightly. Seeing me like that, Hansoo laughed.
“Laughing bastard. What would that change? Your achievements are quite good, but at that level, even if you wake up from death, you can’t match the old woman.”
“f*ck you.”
I spat out phlegm proudly.
“If you wake up after a good night’s sleep for a few hours here, will you die by my hands?”
“What bullshit is that?”
“If you don’t believe me, try it.”
“How dare you, this blue kid!”
It’s just pitiful. If it weren’t for combat, if time stopped completely instead of slowing down when you logged out, you could use infinite time to get out of this crisis.
But the things I think about now are all personal greed.
Now was the time to face reality, not delusion.
“I’ll freeze you alive.”
that buck that buck damn
I think I finally understand why that sick old man’s nickname is Yin-gwi (陰鬼).
With every step he took, the ground froze and frost settled on the branches.
“It’s a terrible negative cold. However… … “
The Jeokcheon River blocked my way.
“Something like you wouldn’t dare touch the old lady’s apprentice.”
Whoa!
If Hansu’s yin and yang keeper is Iceberg, Jeokcheongang’s yeolyang keeper is the sun.
Assuming that Yeomho and Hansu, who died earlier, were equal in martial arts, Jeokcheongang’s landslide victory was only natural.
However, Hansoo’s expression was relaxed. Because he knows that there is a tiger behind him.
“The Blood Lord has to come forward and give it to you.”
“Ah, sure. We have to start slowly.”
The Blood Juice, which put the Green Jade Buddha in its bosom like a treasure, moved. No, it’s gone.
and the next moment.
Awesome! Took!
The round object bounced off with a creepy sound and stopped at my feet.
White gray hair and a gentle appearance. A carefree smile hung on his lips that he could not erase.
“……!”
“……!”
Jeokcheongang and I opened our eyes at the same time.
Eumgwi Hansoo, a great horsehead with a bad name and a master of transcendence, was decapitated with a single blow.
Unlike us, who were stunned at the hand of an ally we believed in, the main culprit of all of this, Hyeolju, was unconcerned.
“Old dog. That’s why you shouldn’t collect things that don’t have a root.”
Clicking his tongue, he pushed the body of Hansoo, who had become a headless corpse.
Chow. Fountains of blood spurted out from the fallen tree like a dead tree soaked the ground.
“A knife is like a knife. The one who catches it will go as he wields it. How dare you… … “
puck! puck! Cranky!
The forceful kicks tore flesh and shattered bones.
He brushed upward the hair that had been stomped on and crushed by the corpse of Hansoo, whose vitality had already drained.
“There are things you don’t necessarily know how to do. I don’t know what my level is or how far I have to go. Shanxi Sleeping Dragon, don’t you think so too?”
… … me?
What should I say? I hesitated, then answered honestly.
“no. You just look like a crazy bastard.”
A smile spread across his lips as he stared blankly at me for a moment.
“The young man is bold.”
“You’re still a kid, but it seems like you’ve already lost your taste.”
“Thank you for looking after me. I am older than I thought.”
“We must have seen many.”
“Arthur. You’ve lived at least twice as many lives as you’ve ever lived.”
I looked him up and down in disbelief.
An extremely well-proportioned body, about the same eye level as mine.
At most, the face looks like that of a youngster in his early to mid-twenties.
This level cannot be simply described with the word “while”. But Moorim is a place where anything can happen.
“Why, were you surprised that there were so many more than you thought?”
I shook my head.
“no. If what you’re saying is true, I thought you were a bastard not worthy of your age.”
Hahahaha!”
The Blood Lord let out a delightful laugh.
actions, speech. It is frivolous because it is not light. So it feels more dangerous.
Even now, when he was bent over laughing, he couldn’t see a gap.
Jeokcheongang, who was glaring at the smiling guy with his shoulders shaking, suddenly opened his mouth.
“You will regret it.”
”regret?”
The bloody lord stopped laughing and frowned.
“Why do I regret it?”
“If you wanted to end it with certainty, you shouldn’t have killed the demon.”
“It’s a rusty knife anyway, so it’s only natural to dispose of it because it’s no longer useful.”
“A master of transcendence is a rusty sword… … What about the old lady?”
The blood lord stroked his chin and said.
“Hwawang, you deserve to be praised. If the Jeongma Daejeon had continued for one more year, it would probably have become four stars instead of three stars.”
“Looks like the day hasn’t died yet.”
“You are enough to hear the famous sword.”
“What if that famous sword pierced your heart?”
“well… … It’s harder than I look. I don’t think a single drop of blood will bleed.”
“When Hong Dao died, the old lady swore to the sky.”
Jeokcheongang’s eyes sank deeply as he looked at the smiling bloodju.
“Even if the monster is a non-human demon, I will end this revenge.”
“That’s really impressive, though.”
The blood lord, who had a smile on his face, touched the sword wave on his waist.
“I wonder if today, the spirit of Yeolhwamun will be cut off.”
Jeokcheongang asked me without taking his eyes off him.
“That horse, what do you think?”
“I think I will have to circumcise my mouth. From a while ago, only f*ck-like sounds came out all the time.”
The smile disappeared from his face.
“… … I mean, he’s a fun guy.”
that buck The one who took a step towards Jeokcheongang with me? It suddenly opened its mouth.
“By the way, how long is that little mouse over there going to hide?”
Suddenly, a mysterious man came out of the grass in the distance and scratched the back of his head.
“Benefactor. sorry. It’s the first time in my life I’ve been so scared… … .”
It was the first time I had been so happy with the blue sky.
