Book 4 Chapter - 11

His wrists are so strong that he almost dropped the sword he was holding.

I've been tingling, but Yun Junho has plenty of room to cry over the pain.

There wasn't.

A limited life in the formidable pottery that once again floods his entire body.

This is because he was in a hurry to collect himself.

Yoon Junho wanted to cry.

In the first place, I took the letter of introduction written by Ryu-yeon and went to the place.I wasn't looking for you.

Ryu-Yeon introduced him to me, saying he's the one who can cure his chronic Plum Anaphylaxis.

The figure was so high that he couldn't even raise his head.

When you're at the volcano, you move the tongues of your seniors and juniors.

Salinity that made your ears sting.

Being timid when you find out that the very person Ryu-Yeon introduced you to.

The matchless Yoon Junho was stunned.

It was a shock in itself.

How Ryu-Yeon knew about the peak of the salinity lake.

I wonder if he had enough friendship to ask.

Only, he heard, a hot-tempered, dirty salinity.

So there's a character called a burning dog-chaban.

The story of obediently accepting someone's request...

Because I had never heard of it.

After receiving his hand-written letter, trembling like a crotch tree,

When the salinity level becomes ugly, Yoon Junho is like a pot lid.

I was so scared that I would become a bowl of rock in my fist.

Sixteen men who were lying around before stepping forward to salinity.

When you look at the mix, you can see one aspect of his ruthless personality.

I felt like I was peeping.

Sixteen of them fell down and woke up like a roly poly.

I was hiding and watching.

You're lucky if you don't have a fist.

The salinity that seemed to be coming down was surprisingly mild in accepting him.

It was a frightening and astonishing thing.

In addition, in the name of special reinforcement training with yourself.

It's the people who are being taught these days that everyone in the school knows.

When I found out that he was the famous charlatan,

When I got here, I put my head on the ground and I stood up.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh when he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

I'm at the end of my rope.

To be honest, it would be the right expression to be too much to rejoice.

Since then, it has been a series of hardships and trials day by day.

I didn't dare to bite you once you started it. But the existence of salinity...

It was so huge. From then on, Yun Junho becomes kneading or super dead.

I had to come back to the room.

But underneath that terrible salinity, you're holding on to a certain degree.

It was admirable to see the operatives.

And from that day until this moment, Yoon Junho screamed as hard as he could.

There is.

"Argh! Argh!"

I barely managed to stop the insidiousness of salinity.

It was too early to be relieved.

I don't know what the hell Ryu-Yeon scribbled in the book, but salinity.

The teaching was as harsh as ever. You don't have to be ruthless with your own life.

To a salinity that drastically blows a threatening degree, Yoon Junho said,

I couldn't help but freak out.

This was always the way it was fought with Yeom.

I don't know what you're thinking, but Yeomdo suddenly swung against him.

Of course, it's not easy for Yun Junho to stop the terrible power of salinity.

There wasn't.

Even with a little bit of a situation in his hand, he was fifty steps back to Yoon Junho.

If you hadn't done a p*n*s-free sword that wouldn't have bothered you to open it, you'd already...

I would have had to go through with it before.

"Gasp!"

It's time to quit, but the salinity has swung the whole island in ignorance again.

Besides, something was off the wall this time.

An unusual heat that hits the whole body.

I don't know if the f*cking salt worker is out of his mind, but he's the one who's in the middleMoon Junho, a Japanese apricot sensitivity, has a level that cannot be prevented from dying.

It was sprinkled with pottery. The basic plumage technique that you know, or the inexperienced...

Heterophilic sword, and any other technique you've learned before.

An unstoppable reef.

Only one thing that reminded me once again that he's anaphylactic.

It was only the fantastic sword that made plum blossom swords impossible to practice again.

The threat of life in front of him turned white inside Yoon Junho's head.

Scream burst out of his mouth.

"Wow, aah!

Yun Junho's sword swung furiously. Soon after, the transparent gushing out.

The subtle and fragrant scent of plum blossoms, along with the sword of red light, has been used as a soft coat of arms.

Wrap it around and turn around. Pottery spewed from the salinity, and now there's no trace.

There wasn't.

With the illusion of plum blossoms in full bloom, the blackness of the rose rose and calmed down.

With a blank face in the middle of a soft, plum blossom-flavored soft armour,

Yoon Junho was standing there.

Fortunately, he was alive without dying. I'll lend you my soul on a temporary installment plan.

He's standing there like a renter, looking like he's some kind of freakin' salinity.

I was looking at it with a subtle look.

Salinity is frankly a surprise.

Don't tell me you're such a timid, weak student of the volcano.

Don't tell me you're not aware of yourself.

(Honestly admitting to something else, accidentally) You're the one who opened it up.

I'd never dream of stopping the salt wind, one of the strongholds.

It was a bad thing.

If it wasn't for Ryu-Yeon's powerhouse, I wouldn't accept this weak bastard.

I wouldn't have.

I don't think I should take on such a burden?

Sixteen of the charlatans have already left him with their luggage.

It was almost too much.

But the operations are pretty responsive to teaching.

It was fun.

I don't know where or how I learned it, but I used to train very hard.

It was holding up pretty well, maybe stacked up.

In addition, the rivalry with the Bingkum coincides with his fighting spirit.

There was also a provoking part.

By comparison, this guy, Yoon Junho, was terrible.

Still, you're a student of the volcano, and you're doing plumage.

I couldn't open my nose, and I almost had sinusitis.

Nevertheless, the fact that we're at a pretty high level, the level of sword-wielding.

It was unbelievable.

One of the few volcanic men he laid down, who rose to the brink of a sword's-eye.

There were only two or one.

These guys have been doing a great job as the elders of the volcano.

It was shaped.

But no matter who hears that a timid little boy like him is on the edge of a sword.

It was something to point the finger at as a lie. Plus, the bizarre thing called plum irritation.

What is a disease?

The story of people who can't master martial arts with the five-syllable, seven-syllable, and seven-syllable,

Even if you've heard of it, it's a rash caused by apricot sensitivity that won't allow you to spread your martial arts.

It was the first time I heard a horse in my life.

Ryu-Yeon's book of treatments was funnier.

What do you mean fear of death goes beyond the limits of the body?

To put it simply, you don't know what humans will do if you're on the verge of death.

Don't you mean let's look forward to such a ridiculous ability?

It was such a hopeless remark. But I did what the master told me to do.

To die yoon junho that followed it up with it. That's why Moon Junho and Bim-moo

A blow consisted of fierce herbivores seeking life.

Of course, I didn't expect it to happen overnight, so slowly.He increased the intensity.

Yoon Junho's plum blossom technique, which he can't even do even if he's learned, is a salinity offensive.

It was a very long way off.

About two months have passed, but there has been little progress.

I didn't expect anything special today as usual.

Salinity has driven Yoon Junho to the limit today as well.

Nevertheless, I had some time to think about something else.

In a fight with masters, it's dangerous to look out for one of the non-stage fights.

It's a perfect match, but there was no danger to Salinity because of the difference in skills.

Rather, the danger lies with Yoon Junho.

The salinity that's been thinking about for a while, and it's not going to go easy on you.

It was a moment when life could be in danger if it goes wrong.

Moon Junho, who is on the brink of desperation, seems to have a blank head.

With feeling, I had to do my best to save the body.

And so finally burst out the plum blossoms of fantasy.

The subtle scent of plum blossoms that pierce his nose,

And a plum blossom sword in the form I've never seen before.

In this way, Yoon Junho managed to escape the brink of desperation.

Yumdo only said a word to Yoon Junho, who was mesmerized with a mysterious look.

"Are you sure you're going through a sclerosis?"

Yoon Junho was silent. That's the first time I've ever laid out a sword since the volcanic retreat.

Yoon Junho was just standing there, completely absentminded.

It was not long before Yun Junho finally came to his senses that Shin Ji came to his senses.

But his mind was still confused.

One of his first five senses to return, the sense of smell that surrounds the haze.

I sensed the scent of plum blossoms.

Red bulges all over the skin without seeing nothing.

"Argh!"

The itch caused Yoon Junho to miss the sword.

The sword, which was tantamount to a life of no man, fell to the ground without any resistance.

It was a salinity that let out a sigh at the pathetic appearance of Yoon Junho.

I thought I needed to train again. More severe discipline must be shock therapy.

There seemed to be a lack of shock that went in.

"This time, too, the shock must have been mild.

Maybe next time I'll increase the intensity of the shock."

The next time I do it, I'm determined to increase the intensity of the trauma.

It was a salinity that taught the most revered salinity in the world.

It was a good luck and an honor to be a warrior.

But what Yun Junho honestly can't rejoice in is that in the hands of Salinity,

It was because it was so ruthless. This learning inevitably involves suffering.

The deeper, the higher, the better.

But this seemed to be too much. Besides, the teaching is so...

I'm taught that I can't feel the depth and breadth of my life because I'm so ignorant.

It was the candid feelings of the person concerned.

"I wish I could be like a mastermind."

"What?"

Surprised by Yun Junho's whining, Ryu-Yeon's eyes are filled with astonishment.

I looked again today, like a cotton that was washed away by a salinity.

I came back exhausted, fell down on the bed, and Junho said to himself,

It was a horse.

No matter how hard the special training is, it's too early for Yoon Junho to end his life.

It was Ryu-yeon's idea to be too young.

"Huh? Don't look at me like that."

"Why, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yes."

It seems that the silent demonstration of treating himself as a lunatic was unbearable.

It wasn't too much for a weak Yoon Junho.

"Why? Because it's too much for me, who can't even carry out a plum blossom test.

You want to say dream?""No, it can't be."

Ryu-yeon shook his head from side to side vigorously. I meant it.

"Then what?"

"Because your dream is so boring."

Without any hesitation, Ryu-Yeon said as if it were a matter of course.

"Excuse me? But..."

Yoon Junho's eyes were wide open. I don't know if I'm drooping and zooming in on my eyes.

It was hard now. He didn't even know what Ryu-Yeon meant.

I couldn't understand.

"What are you going to do with being such a bunch of bollocks?

That's nothing but a weak third-rate?

You have to be a nice smiley b*tc* like me."

Ryu-Yeon's argument was simple. Help and truth are not far away, but near at hand.

I want to insist. Ryu-Yeon sounds ridiculously absurd.

Sincerely, Yun Junho shook his head.

What do you think?

Ryu-Yeon asked in a subtle tone.

Yun Junho is not sure if he's really talking about himself or not.

I didn't know if you were making fun of me.

"No, I give up on that."

Ryu-Yeon looked at Yoon Junho with pity.

There was a glimmer of regret.

"Why? It's impossible, but it's meaningful to try.

Isn't this body a much more rewarding goal than a fake operation?"

Yun Junho turned a blind eye to Ryu-Yeon's eager consent.

I don't know if he's joking or being serious.

He was a man of no comprehension to himself as an ordinary man.

It's serious.

Yoon Junho was desperate but didn't show up. In the world, you'll find something you don't care about.

Sometimes I have to say something, but sometimes I don't have to say something that's on my mind.

It was because there were a lot.

I've been working with Ryu-Yeon lately, and I've been learning that very hard.

It was Yoon Junho. His choice was outstanding.

'I'm not going to talk.'

He closed his mouth with the right to remain silent.

In fact, not even the strength to wrestle with words remained with him.

Ryu-Yeon couldn't do much to his resistance.

"They're really pathetic."

I'm worried that Yun Junho might follow a little trick.

It was Ryu-Yeon. And the next day Ryu-Yeon found her students pathetic.

I've come to confirm with someone else that they are.

I don't want you to think about it anymore. I want you to think about tomorrow's music class.

It suddenly occurred to me that it would be a more profitable business.

It's one of the few classes I'm taking properly, so don't think too much trouble today.

I just decided to get a good night's sleep.

"Today, we're going to start a more full-fledged music class."

As always, in the lecture room on the third floor of the sound-proofed hall, the Cheonum Seonja Hong Ran...

He looked around at his students and said,

She was going to be talking today about a more practical part of the music department than theory.

"Let me demonstrate first.

Take a good look."

In front of her as she prepares for the coalfield, a flowerpot with a lilies bloomed.

Red eggs, the terns, placed gold on their knees and coalfielded.

She started, and she was not ashamed of Kang-ho's penchant for "The Celibacy."

He was the owner of a mysterious tone. Heavenly, not believed to belong to the human world.

The antecedents flowed from the tip of her elegant fingers.

A beautiful-tone fabric, woven with beautiful tunes, is a giant sound.

It became a net and came over them.

It was a sweet tone that made my eyes close by itself.

The faces of the students who were listening to her notes neatly also kept pace with her pitch.

It brightened up as if to match.

Ah, indeed, her art of pitch had a surprising side.The more colorful, clear and breezy her gold is, the more she looks.

The color of the lily blossoms in the pot is even more beautiful and the leaves are...

Pureum seemed to be becoming clearer.

Everyone appreciated her sonic art with admiring eyes and ears.

But her clear, breezy tune suddenly changed.

I can't imagine the instrument and the musician making the same sound as before.

A sad tone flowed from Keum-hyun. The piteous, mournful tones.

It instantly penetrated the students' minds and made them feel depressed.

Already, they are influenced by the sound of the asthmatic without even realizing it.

There was.

Every time her tone gets higher and faster, the lilies that bloom in the pot

There has been a noticeable change.

The lily blossoms that boasted the freshness and brightness of life just a moment ago.

It lost its color and faded more and more.

Her penchant for touching the hearts of many with a mournful heart.

It started to speed up and then the sound grew passionate.

Again her jade fingers danced passionately over the gold strings.

"Deading!"

Everyone who was listening shrank. All of a sudden, her abstinence is scary.

That's what I heard it. At the moment, they can't control their bodies.

I was overwhelmed with a strange energy. My heart beats violently for no reason.

My whole body was seething with blood. Breathing began to become steep.

If the condition continues, it could have become dangerous.

Only then does everyone realize what they're in, and they secretly build up their skills.

It started responding to the money that broke into the outside world.

I just couldn't stand it like this. At last in everyone's heart.

When alarm and lightness rose, like a lie, the gold in the air disappeared.

The pressure on them disappeared like a mirage.

"What do you think?"

Smiling and asked the students how they felt.

One student jumped up from his seat and said.

"I'm impressed. Let's see if Kang-ho is a famous master of music.

It was a skill like Hong Ran, the teacher of Cheonum Sunja."

He was Jin Seok-heon, a second-grade student of the sect.

The reason he's taking this class is that women are far better than men.

It was for one reason that there were many.

"Other than admiration and respect for the excellent work of the teacher, who seems to be washing his ears,

I can't think of anything else."

This time, a queen stood up and praised.

Of course, without saying the right thing, the Celibacy of the Celibacy is laudable.

It was a skill.

"Come on, everyone, calm down and look at the pot here."

The hand of the iris pointed to the lily pot that lay before her.

Nature students' eyes were also drawn to it.

"Gasp!"

"Oh, my!"

"Oh, my God!"

"What will it be!"

There was a burst of admiration here and there. There's already a flower plant that gives off a scent.

There was no existence. Only the dried, twisted stem sits in a dreary position.

There was only.

The lily that was in the pot just a moment ago, clearly, was already alive.

Lost its freshness, the flowers fell and dried to the stem.

I can't believe a single lily flower that was still alive in such a short time.

It was an incredible harmony.

"As you can see, the best way to practice music is against plants.

We're practicing.

Plants are more sensitive to sound emotions than they seem to be to the melody of the negative electron.

It definitely feels and responds to the evil and death contained in it.

But one thing to keep in mind is that those who can't play life,

The fact that I don't deserve to play death.

When there's life in the melody of the tester.Plants grow on life and love.

And death will come when death is in the melody.

Use it as a plant before you show your p*n*s.

It doesn't matter what plant it is.

Then everyone can feel their performance clearly."

Obviously, every student in the hall has a power of the negative air through dried, twisted lilies.

I could see it with my eyes.

"Once upon a time, there was a legendary master named Yi Hyang-ryeong.

When his voice echoes with the scent of death, all life in all directions...

There is a legend that he died.

And even a giant tree, in a flash, is an old tree in front of his melody.

He's angry.

Our bodies are made up of water that we can save.

Just as a little rock thrown creates a ripple in a calm lake, the melody of a negative ball.

Form a ripple in our bodies like a thrown stone.

Depending on what form the ripples take, it can make people feel at peace.

It can be painful, it can be mesmerizing, it can be rippling, it can be rippling.

It can also make the inside of the body fluctuate like a lake.

This is the misjudgment and profound logic of the Department of Sound Public Affairs."

Hong-ran, who stopped talking for a while, looked around the hall and continued.

"As you can see in person, I'm testing my sonar as well as a houseplant.

There's nothing good about it.

Because plants are very sound-sensitive unlike what they look like.

I'll stop being the target of music practice.

You should also try to use the plant as a target for practicing your own music.

It doesn't matter what kind of plant it is, not just lily.

The results and achievements of your own study of music.

You'll be able to see it with your eyes.

So, next time, we'll see the difference between the types of musical instruments and the difference in the sound quality.

Let's learn about the full-fledged attack, the gong sound."

The lecture ended with a preview of the lecture next time.

The weather was very good without heavy rain or heavy fog.

The sky was cloudless and the sun was warm.

A peek at the current state of mind of Ryu-Yeon is as follows.

"On a day like this, you're studying, you're training, you're wasting your breath, you're leaving.

It's best to go out and play.'

Next time, I'm going to try to practice the full-fledged diacritic.

After the class, Ryu-yeon chatted with Hyorong and Changhong.

I was walking down the hallway.

There was Mo Yong-hwi next to me, but he's not very sociable and he's extremely fond of words.

The conversation itself was hard work for him. They were on their way to the next classroom.

Ryu-yeon, walking with a long thunderbolt on his back, was chatting with the party.

I didn't have time to care about the people passing by me.

And Ryu-Yeon wasn't the first to get out of the way if he knew.

So when a person hits his or her own money, he or she feels sorry for the other person.

I didn't feel it.

Or rather, the anger of the other person who shocked his precious bribe.

I just raised my head.

How expensive is this?

"Shameless!"

The man who hit the edge of Ryu-Yeon's thunderbolt glared at Ryu-Yeon and said, "I'm sorry.

Ryu-yeon's thunderbolt struck him, causing him to lose balance.

It was almost a fiasco. Even if you're caught in a bribe, you're on the floor.

Struggling to strike a balance, but avoiding a snuffing fiasco.

The wind made me lose face.

Above all, he was very unpleasant. The anger that rose from his heart.A sharp arrow was fired at the suspect.

But this guy, this guy, he's got his head up in a red-handed manner.

You're looking at yourself shamelessly!

Ha Se-in, a self-proclaimed victim, was just stunned.

Ryu-Yeon dares to be his precious private sad-boy as Ryu-Yeon is.

The impious act of a rapacious man that shocked a rapture.

I thought I'd forgive him with a broad heart and stick him in the door, but I'd be the other person.

I felt really bad when I stared at it with evil.

Forward carelessness, for Ryu-Yeon, who believes the buck stops entirely with the other party,

There was nothing to be afraid of.

"What's going on?"

Ryu-Yeon's one more word turned Hasein's stomach on its head.

"Are you asking because you don't know that?"

An ominous light began to shine around Ryu-Yeon's mouth, always smiling.

It was an unpredictably prestigious smile.

Of course I'm asking because I don't know.

Then there must be a fool who asks hard what he knows."

It was a tone of calmness, but it was more uncomfortable for me to it.

It bothered me.

"What? Is that for you to hear?"

Two wicks sprung up on Hasein's forehead. He was harassed by a blue junior.

Because I thought. I didn't feel wrong.

He was so rude to himself as a member of the Blue Dragon Squad and a member of the Guryong Chilbong.

The old man has not seen in recent years. Look up to yourself, admire and respect.

There has never been such rudeness as this, even if it sends admiration and affection for coalition.

"Come to think of it, I've seen a face before."

Ryu-Yeon says he's the victim with a smile still on his face.

The man in front of his eyes who was claiming looked familiar and looked carefully again.

"Oh, come to think of it, I can't win a single one of the rigs.

It's a member of the Blue Dragon Squad or something.

In this case, do I have to say hello to them?"

I was wondering if you'd seen it before the Red Dragon Squad.

He was among the crowd.

There's only one thing Ryu-Yeon doesn't know about, and he's already in the Celestial Academy.

No one knew the Blue Dragon Squad. The slick words of Ryu-Yeon.

Once again, Hasein's father was raised.

"Do you want to die?"

Hasein's whole body sprung out like an awl.

But Ryu-Yeon is as nonchalant as she doesn't feel alive.

I was told.

"Hurrah Long Live and Rumor Man Bokrae is one of my great beliefs."

Hasayne's complexion grew stronger and stronger. Horyong, Changhong, Mo Yonghui, and others watching from the side.

On the contrary, it was more restless.