Chapter 348
Black righteous people standing in line with five. It was not only the number of people in black who numbered in the hundreds that filled the huge pupil.
momentum
The deeply sunken snow and the suffocating force that flowed from them standing like iron towers were eating away at the pupils.
And as long as it embraces them
A human giant stood tall.
“Three monsters (三怪)
Whoops.
As the voice filled with the power of the soul pierced their ears, the people in black shuddered. The three old men in the lead were no exception.
Taking a few steps forward, they shouted, prostrating themselves at the feet of the middle-aged Demon Lord Seocheon, no matter who came first.
“The juniors of Mt. Kiryeon greet the Demon Prince of Seocheon.”
face, body, voice.
The three old men, all remarkably similar, were brothers born of the same litter.
The mother died giving birth to them, the father abandoned the young children, and the three brothers, left behind in the barren land of the Blue Sea, lived in hiding in the vast mountain range to avoid people’s contempt.
One day, forgotten in everyone’s memory, the three brothers returned. Under the name of the Qilian Samgoe (祁連三怪).
“I haven’t seen you in a long time. You can call me Samno now.”
“Oh, no. Demon Lord is here, so how can we?”
Kiryeonsamgoe are demons that once stained Cheonghaeseong with blood. However, in front of the Demon Army of Seocheon, he was nothing more than a gentle sheep.
After swallowing a dry saliva, the Qilian Samgoe opened its mouth at the same time as if it were one person.
“Ha, but don’t do it. I’m sorry, but one arm…
Did you mean this?”
The Demon Lord of the West Heaven looked at his empty sleeve and replied in a dry voice.
“It was paid for with the lives of two people.”
“That word… …
“The two old men of Tang and Ami are no longer from this world.”
The air inside the pupils vibrated violently.
Who are Dokwang and Gyeongcheonshinni? They are giants who left their footprints in Moorim and transcendental masters who enjoyed an era.
but… … They all changed names to one person.
Qilian Samgoe and the black righteous men looked at their leader with awe-inspiring eyes.
“Well, then.”
okay.”
A light flashed in the pupils of the Demon Lord of the West,
“Finally the time has come.”
* * *
Now I’m closing my eyes
Concentrate your mind in the still darkness. At the sound of a voice piercing my ears, someone’s figure appears in the darkness.
A height that is neither big nor small. bright smile
The name of the young man who hid his claws behind the sound is Cheongpung.
“First of all, I’m going to target the benefactor’s shoulder, chest, and stomach in turn with the right of recovery.”
In the darkness, the new type of blue wind created by imagination moved.
fast. Clearing the distance with just one step, the fist of the guy rushing in becomes blurry. Shhh, it seemed as if a strong pongong sound could be heard from somewhere.
“That much is easily avoided. Step back half a step diagonally and take one roll toward your side.”
“I shed my strength with Nanhwasu (亂花手) and water
After running away, I will respond with the Thirty Six Swords of Maehwa.”
“What about herbivores?”
“Under Heaven.”
Cheonhaildan is one of the most powerful plants among the numerous herbaceous plants of the plum tree thirty-six swords.
In the past, even when I was in full swing with Cheongpung, I chose to avoid that instead of blocking it.
“Isn’t that coming out too hard?”
“As much as the opponent is the opponent, we have to do our best.”
“When did you say you were a benefactor?”
“That’s that, and this is this. Hehe. Anyway, it’s one of the world.”
Once in a thousand. It wasn’t too hard to imagine how the attack would come.
In the darkness, the blue wind, which had retreated without hitting while using fire water, puts its hand on the waist and at the same time, a flash of light comes out.
Shoot evil. Along with a chilling sound, the sword spirit gushing out horizontally was right in front of my eyes.
It didn’t take long to think about what to do.
“It bounces. Herbal meal on Hwaryongsinchang. Fire Dragon One Mi (Fire Dragon One Lord)
“Can’t you stop it?”
“When was the last time we competed?”
“Ugh. About a year ago.”
“If it’s short, it’s short, if it’s long, it’s a long [person]. It was long for me. To the point where each day feels like ten years.”
“Think again1. I can’t stop it.”
After a moment of silence, the blue sky answered.
The voice had subsided.
“I was wrong. As a benefactor… I think I can do it.”
“Then let’s continue.”
Cheongpung and I devoted ourselves to non-mu (論武) for a long time.
It’s been more than a year since they competed directly, but it was possible because they knew each other’s martial arts and their level well from Seongra Daeyeon to now.
“Three steps to the left. Plum blossoms are five pieces.”
“Maehwa Five Pumji is a great martial art, but it doesn’t matter if you pay attention to the vital points. Catch up and direct the priesthood of destruction towards the chest.”
In each of the figures drawn by each other, a one-step, one-back battle continues. One hundred, two hundred, soon after, when the number of exchanges exceeded five hundred, Cheongpung suddenly opened his mouth.
“Approaching this treasure with Amhyang-pyo, plum blossom three-reung sword suddenly?
Cheongpung is more vulnerable to close combat than me. Although he learned the excellent Shingonjeolhak of the Hwahwapa, Yeolhwamun is slightly ahead of him when it comes to Janggong, perhaps because the roots of the Munpa lie in sword-gong.
Even so, it comes
eww.
‘Huh, is that so.’ I guessed it to some extent, but it was also a blue wind.
I opened my eyes with a dejected smile. When there was no answer for a long time, Cheongpung, who quietly opened her eyes, asked.
“Benefactor, why?”
“That’s all for today.”
“Ah, why!”
“I’m sorry.”
,,yes?’,
“Let’s compete in person later. Not with swords like this, but with real weapons.”
It’s too bad that the result is only produced through a non-sword. So, it meant that we should try our best to fight each other later.
Cheongpung is as innocent as a child, and he is by no means a fool, so even if he said this much, it would be understandable… … .
“Why are you clashing arms? Aren’t you clashing?”
no. Maybe he’s just an idiot.
Blue wind to me who regrets my hasty judgment
this begged
“I’m bored, benefactor. Can’t we just carry on?”
?? Ah, the Qing Dynasty. Did you hear that?”
“yes?”
I looked at the blue wind and parted my lips.
“I heard that there is a former imperial master at Sacheondangmun.”
“Imperial host, yo?”
“They say you’re good at cooking. Especially all fruits.”
“Hup.”
In an instant, the blue wind, whose eyes became hazy, shook its head violently.
“Oh, no, I have to protect my enemy grandfather with my benefactor.”
“are you okay. I’ll stay here anyway… … :
“Then I’ll be back!”
“… … uh, yes.”
nettle liquid
What is it, a bullet new law?
As the blue wind disappeared at the speed of light, I looked around.
The dreary chill and stench coexist
space to do. It is an underground prison in which he has not taken a single step since the treatment began.
“It’s only been four days.”
The monologue flowed like a sigh.
Time in the underground prison passed more slowly than expected. It was not because it was a place where there was no sunlight, but rather because of the nervousness and tension that only those waiting for it felt.
Maybe that’s why, I feel like my blood is drying up every day.
“I should have just been in front of the treatment room.”
Even after speaking, he shook his head. Even if I wander around the door of the blood treatment room anyway, there’s nothing I can do.
Hearing the sound from inside with his five senses, already sensitive to the point of being sensitive, he could not stand it, and it was almost certain that he would walk away from the underground prison.
like right now
‘Anyway, being left alone is so quiet.’
When the blue wind that had stuck like a gum ticket for the past three days disappeared, I felt empty for some reason.
Under the order of the party leader, even the elderly in the palace were imprisoned
Now that access has become impossible, I am now completely alone.
‘No, if you think about it, I’m not alone.’
I’m not talking about Shinui and Mungyeong, who are immersed in the treatment of Jeokcheongang.
Dozens of prisoners are locked in an underground prison and are waiting to die. They are my roommates.
‘I’m not a very good roommate.’
Not the ones who don’t flush the bathroom and bring their girlfriends from time to time.
No matter how confined I was, there was no way I would enjoy being in the same space with those guys.
What’s more annoying… … .
Deng, Dee Deeeng.
‘It means I have to feed them.’
I cringed at the familiar sound of a bell.
Now that the old man in the palace is away, someone has to take care of the prisoner’s life and food, and that’s me.
The bell that just rang is eating outside
It was a signal to tell the time.
‘It’s better because it’s once a day.’
Still, annoying is annoying. I sighed and moved on.
In a corner of the Prison Prison, an old wooden barrel and food mixed in it were waiting for me.
It flowed through a hole connected to the ground, and it was safe to say that it was a homemade jjamtong because it was a good word.
‘Seeing that no one is there, it must be time to feed them.’
Three days ago, there was a reason Dangsa-dok used the word food.
Sichuan Party Gate treated the prisoners here like dogs and pigs.
No, rather a dog or a pig. At least for the livestock, there won’t be a surprise event where the old man in the palace holds out various instruments of torture while smiling eeriely.
“Cutcha.”
With the heart of a zookeeper, I wandered around the prison with a canister.
Beyond the thick bars sat prisoners whose limbs were restrained by steel chains, and all I had to do was open the door, scoop a full scoop with a long ladle, and serve it in an old bowl placed in front of them.
Every time that happened, the prisoners, who had been lethargic due to the long imprisonment and torture, would talk with their eyes sparkling.
“It’s a face I haven’t seen before:
“I’ve been seeing you for three days, what bullshit are you talking about?”
“Release me. If you do, I will teach you martial arts that will spread the world.”
“Looking at you stuck here, it looks like a martial art that the world can ignore.”
“bloke… … If you just leave this place, I will tear you to death myself.”
“Oh, that’s great. I’ll have to pass it on to the old man in the palace.”
“Just that please!”
There was no end to all kinds of appeasement. There was also a man who offered to pass on his martial arts, and a middle-aged beautiful woman who once sucked the spirit of a direct descendant of the party with the method of Chaeyang Boeum (採陽補陰) seduced him.
“Aye. Won’t you come closer? I will show you the heavens.”
“Crown Asuka. Old man Uehara.”
“… … huh?”
“Continents are still far away compared to island nations. Stop talking nonsense and eat something.”
“Hey, hey! Hey, grow up, you bastard!”
I let go of my angry shouts and moved toward the final prison cell.
Located in the most remote and shady place, there was a monster with scattered hair.
‘He’s the most docile old man in this prison.’
At the same time, he is also the most dangerous person. The severed limb muscles and restraints that were several times heavier and stronger than those of other prisoners were proof of this.
Less so Tung.
He stared blankly at the bowl of unidentified food and suddenly opened his mouth.
“They talked about the old lady.”
I paused for a moment.
Not because I had heard his voice for the first time in three days, but because I couldn’t understand what he was saying.
“A story about you, when am I?”
“Three days ago. Didn’t the palace do that?”
go to palace? palace old man?
After searching for a while, I looked at the old man with new eyes.
“Ah, then I wonder if you urinated on the Kunlunpa board… … .”
“okay. Nobu is the heavenly power horse
“You were the Kunlunpa street urinator.”
The old man’s eyelids trembled.
巨Gin Moorim
