Book 7 Chapter - 9

There couldn't have been credibility even if he boasted with a serious face. I don't think it will work.

'Hmm... is it a failure of operation...….'

Do you see the situation? It was very comfortable to see her face right in front of you. one's own medicine

It was unlikely that Na-Yerin's sympathy would be displayed by showing a single appearance. Don't look at me with contempt.

I think it's fine but it's in there.

The operation seemed to be a big failure.

"As expected, the advice of the old bachelor was not to be trusted! I shouldn't have trusted you!"

The face of the salinity who was fighting the death of Ryu-Yeon, who doesn't take care of her surroundings, is mercilessly saved.

His eyes flashed with rage.

Even though Ryu-Yeon is in a state of limbo because he's in a blood war with Jisal and herbivores.

The sound of human speech is so clear that it's stuck in my ears!

"Screaming!"

Salinity gave a fitful scream and flared down the hot road.

The face of Hyuk So-woon, who suddenly ended up with a crush, is now someone else's woman.

Jisal's face overlapped with that frozen-to-die bingo. She's a thousand years old.

This is more similar, but now the salinity doesn't seem to show such a thing.

"Boom!"

"You son of a b*tc*, die!"

The mouth of the salinity, which runs against the mighty map of Jishal, bursts into a mountainous rant.

He came. He looked so excited. His eyes turned as red as a blazing sunset. his burning spirit

It meant that the Divine Spirit was displayed in a polarized manner.

Fierce and terrifying heat radiated from his predecessor, burning everything everywhere."Growl!"

Once again, Jisal was surprised by the terrible heat emitted by his opponent.

Rather than reducing the heat surrounding Myeongbu Island, it is getting stronger than it was in the beginning.

The power of the black base, which is the reading season of salinity, was remarkable.

'Was this... this much?'

Even when Salinity fatally wounded his pride decades ago, it was not this hot.

I felt trapped in the middle of a tropical desert. The desert of heat never ends.

Suddenly burning thirst dominated the whole body. It was an irresistible desire.

I want to drink water! d*mn it!'

Sweat was pouring down my whole body like rain. No matter how hard you try, whatever it takes to shovel,

The flesh, which did not fall off even if they shut up, was leaving their bodies today. At this rate, you'll have dozens of muscles.

I thought I'd lose a lot of muscle.

But it was still a long way from Oasis. And on the way to Nokju, it's fierce.

A fearsome, fire-breathing monster was blocking it. Besides, he's very cranky.

There was no such thing as a period of death.

There was no way back. The spirit of a warrior who kills a monster, and the heat of burning his flesh.

Not caring, Jisal swung the line like a pinnacle.

"Chaeng! Boom!"

Even a single blow with all its might was not enough to break the teeth of the red monster.

Salinity of salinity and the list of the earth's flesh are intertwined in one place, rumbling through the ears.

Except for the fight between Mo Yong-hwi and Moyong Hwi, it's the most raucous and colorful.

It was a thrilling match.

"Oh, my God!"

The thin face of Jisal, who gave him the name of the thin face, was already broken.

It's been a long time since his face was like a mask of rain pouring sweat and distorted flesh.

All

Crimson's Seven-scented Swordbase

My arm inflammation ())

Salt ())

The salinity level once again pressed in with relentless pottery. Fireworks like hail

It fell and ravaged the earth.

The flame from the salinity of the redness will stick out like a snake's tongue and wind up the top of the earth.

Ra ravaged his right hand mercilessly. A sizzling sound was heard in my ears.

The flesh on Jishal's face trembled and screamed.

"I'm thirsty!"

Water!

Only the pain of thirst was deepening.

A thousand-year-old sword and Na-Yerin

- Correlation between seducing women and rejuvenation

"What a rat!"

A thousand-year-old is a man whose sword can only escape a child.

I didn't want to think of it as a level thing.

So the thousand-year-old had to kill Ryu-Yeon.

His eyes were filled with blue flesh. He decided to be a little more serious.

Forty-four First Marriage Ghost Prosecution Act

The first second (´) 제일 제일 제일

Spirit of the Ghost ( 귀壓魂壓魂)

His sword slowly moved forward and slowly stretched toward Ryu-yeon. I don't think I've ever been able to do that's all right.

The speed was incomparably slow. But the power of dull speed is terrifying.

I started.

The thousand-year-old sword was worth it when it stretched slower than when it stretched faster. a skinny figure

He was learning a heavy boron, out of place with a thin sword. The power of a sword called a borax.

It refers to a sword technique in which the opponent is pressed with and broken with force. One of the most powerful swords.

All

The ground trembled and shook violently. Intangible pressure flew mercilessly at Ryu-Yeon.

"Boom!"

Once again, the deafening roar hit my ears. Ryu-yeon didn't move a single step this time either.Everything, you didn't have to move.

Where the thousand-year-old sword faced, Na-Yerin stood with the sword pulled out instead of the mouse Ryu-Yeon. I've never seen you before.

Her gaze had been on my mind since. It was good to remove the aftertaste in advance.

Shouting 'Danger!' a sharp sword penetrated her without warning.

"With Chara!"

Sword and sword bumped into one place and let out a scream. Na-Yerin's sword is a thousand-year-old first-marriage ghost test.

It narrowly prevented the ghost attack, which was the first step of a person.

"Whew!"

The watching astronomers let out a sigh of relief and swept their hearts. But the situation is still a bell.

It wasn't decided. It was too early to sigh of relief.

A thousand-year-old sword pressed Na-Yerin into the air. It was a sword that could be called a sword ear.

"Wow, woof!"

The Aegum Okryeong, who stopped by Na-Yerin's island corn, cried with a strong spirit. A white misty sword.

The flag was wrapped around her sword.

She frowned slightly on the beautiful ARMY. I thought I'd let most of my power go, but I still have.

There was a history. I was complaining of a tingling pain in my arm. The sword turns white as if it were frost.

A silver mist rose to protect her.

"What's your name, girl?"

A thousand years old asked with an interesting face. A girl who thinks she's only 20 years old is her true self.

Lynn saved the blow. And the beauty that makes my eyes pop out of my old self'

It was the owner of the mock owner. Had his training been a little low, he might have been enchanted by her beauty.

"Sneak!"

But Ryu-Yeon stood in front of him as if Saddam were no longer allowed.

"You're so cheeky!"

Blood wriggled from the thousand-year-old's forehead. Ryu-Yeon stares at him with a look of derision.

He looked, his mouth was dripping with laughter.

"Aren't you being too mean to meretricious?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't you think it's too late to seduce a woman at that age? You have to think about your age."

"What? What a cheeky little boy!"

Today, the sense of victimization of being bullied by a blue young man caught the world. Damage consciousness

It became a living thing and stretched from inside to outside. Living in a thousand-year-old's body soared.

"The old man's passion for rejuvenation and his valiant efforts may serve as a model for others.

He's also a disgrace if he's angry! It means high and admirable, but to be patient.

I think it will be a better study!"

A blue flame flared from the thousand-year-old presbyopia.

"I've never seen such a cocky man as you in my life before. Of course, that's what I said after I was ready to die.

I'm sure you are, aren't

"If you can kill, it's a good challenge to kill. You're gonna kill me?"

"Of course, why ask again if you know it well?"

Already a thousand-year-old swordplay stretched forward, threatening Ryu-Yeon's life. a thousand-year-old master

The technique of taking the opponent's life as soon as the swordplay of ramen was headed was simple.

"Sometimes, challenging the impossible for rejuvenation is good for developing an enterprising spirit.

It looks much better than seducing a woman."

The fishy smile on Ryu-Yeon's mouth, which has not yet been erased, bothered my eyes. Smiling

I didn't like it enough to twist my opponent to death. The ridicule and contempt of the smile.

He was driving his spirit to the brink of explosion."That was too long. Die!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At the end of his words, a silver line was drawn in the air. It was a terrible speed.

You're so fast that you can't even think of yourself as someone who's been using a bong sword. His true character is

I was confused as to which one.

This is what thrill is, it seemed to show.

"Chaeng!"

However, a thousand-year-old sword swung at once ended in failure. A woman's sword

Because I blocked his sword. Even her black chill lingered in it.

"Are you disturbing me?"

The thousand-year-old glared at Na-Yerin, shining brilliantly. Na-Yerin nods a little and says yes.

He delivered a sign of justice. There was still no emotion in her face. Her

Only the face became deeper and deeper.

Ryu-Yeon hid the new model behind a woman's skirt again.

'Hmmm... to stand in front of me, to stand in front of a thousand-year-old sword instead of me to stand in front of me.

Are you saying you admit you're weak?'

I think that's the story for now, but I don't know if there's any compassion in her mind.

I couldn't guarantee it. There was no sign of any emotional comfort on her face. Any

The idea that Operation Rado might be a failure crossed Ryu-Yeon's mind.

I didn't believe in salinity, either!"

The cause of failure may also lie in trusting someone who should not be trusted. Ryu-yeon is a car

I wanted to reflect on the cause of failure one by one with anger. But a thousand-year-old can't afford it.

He didn't want to give it to a kite.

"It's ugly to hide behind a woman!"

A thousand years old shouted.

"You speak against gender equality!"

Ryu-Yeon retorted vehemently behind the woman's back.

"Why did you stop me?"

Ryu-Yeon asked.

"It is the duty of the strong to protect the weak."

A thousand years old snorted at Na-Yerin's answer.

"It is the duty and right of the strong to bring down the weak without mercy. He's very greedy.

A tempting and charming fruit! I can't say no! LOL!"

"Your values have nothing to do with me."

Her voice was unwaveringly quiet.

"It will soon be relevant. Because you'll soon be the underdog!"

The thousand-year-old's eyes began to glow with a glow between them.

"Crying! Crazy!

The sound of a loud bell echoed through my ears.

Na-Yerin chills and shivers as if a viper was licking his cheeks with a red tongue.

A warning of danger rang a loud alarm in her head. But afterwards,

As a disciple, she could not put a sword into vain.

She took an increasingly cautious stance. There was not a moment of carelessness left in my mind. room

Because a tiny loophole called Sim can cause fatal injury to her.

The blackness on her body was getting colder.

"How come?"

Despite having the upper hand, the thousand-year-old never looked bright. It's like a handful of pollack.

He had a chewing face. His face became more and more like a statue.

"How come it doesn't work?"

His serpent-like torn eyes and strong face were full of questions. He's been confronted by all this time.

I was caught up in a mystery I hadn't seen. His sword was as sharp as a blade emanating from his entire body.has become more and more neurotic. He was on edge while gaining the upper hand.

"My cuteness doesn't work on you, doh?"

"……."

Na-Yerin didn't feel the need to answer the question. He

The more nervous she was, the more advantageous she was. She's still a piece of crap.

He kept a steady posture.

The thousand-year-old's face became more and more serious. Pretending to be talking, he used a subtle cutie.

And that's what it's become to no avail.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you live! I can never let you live. My Biggie

The risk is too great to let you live that doesn't work!"

A thick layer of flesh rose from his whole body. Sharp as a needle in the skin.

It was a living, all flesh and blood turned into a sharp sword and was directed at her.

Hidden behind her skirt, Ryu-yeon is worried about what she's going to do.

It had to be dirty.

A warrior has one bad habit.

"But what is your sword? I'll remember it as a gift to the next world!"

A thousand years old asked with simple curiosity as a swordsman.

The desire to learn about swordsmanship that you've never encountered before is...

It was a basic need for every swordsman.

"Hansang Okryeong Sword!"

She replied in an emotionless voice. The eyes of a thousand years old were wide open.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

From his mouth, the girl's clean ears burst into a painful groin. Creepy

The sound of hitting was bordering on the thymus.

"All right, all right!"

He kept on saying 'good'. You know, when you were just about to kill me, and when you were trying to kill me.

It was a different look.

What I want to do when I encounter a prosecution that is recognized by the public, which has an extremely strong name, is to be angry at the superiority.

That would be the unchanging attitude of a no man. No matter how old he is, he's a thousand years old.

It was the same. Moreover, it was the Han Sang-Ok-ryeong Shingam, the vision sword of Geomuhu Yi Rooftop, the seat of Cheonmu Samsung.

Needless to say. In his heart, frozen like a field in the middle of winter's north wind, oh.

It's been a long time since I've had a surge of determination and interest.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Before that, I'll savor your swordsmanship enough!"

Now, fighting spirit was pushing aside living.

"Kiehhhhhhhhhh!

The thousand-year-old Aegum ghost vomited its ebullience as if it was excited. A chill that's about to overflow at once in a chill.

It was a phenomenon that often occurred when worn. It was also a sound that had not been heard for nearly five years. First marriage song

After this sound, also known as the castle, the other person's body has never been intact.

There wasn't.

"I won't let you off the hook just because you're a girl."

"I'm not the kind of woman who is treated according to the car between a man and a woman. You don't have to cut me some slack because it's gender-different.

No, I've been trained enough to protect my body and destroy the four."

Na-Yerin stays normal with 1,000 of the worst Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap.

There was. It was a great class that didn't suit my age.

"You speak as well as your beautiful face! But your pretty face moves Nobu's heart, too.

is not enough for"

It's been a long time since I lost my libido. Now there's nothing particularly pleasing to him except murder.

Only the blood of Sun-hong in front of his eyes could wriggle his dry sensibility.And if I had to pick one more, it was a fight. Of course, it's a fight that doesn't spatter blood.

It's not increasing.

His goal was to get the name of the sword king by fighting over and over again. In order to do so, we're going to have a postmortem examination.

It was only natural to break the sword.

Na-Yerin's sword ends remained calm and serene like the surface of a windless lake. what

Her sword looked strong enough not to waver in the face of a typhoon. And I feel very cold.

defeated

"Whoa! Let's see!"

A thousand years old was amazed. Indeed, it was worth pulling out the sword one-on-one.

When the thousand-year-old died of a violent death, the grasses between him and her began to dry up one by one.

The space between the two had already become a place of death where neither birds nor insects could live. flesh

A place of death full of righteousness.

The touch of death reached out more and more to her point.

"Boooow!"

The pure white sword emanating from her sword prevented the death of an intangible touch.

It was a defense that relied solely on feeling.

Her sword trembled violently. Terrible pressure came to her on a sword. First time yes

Great pressure to try it on! It was enough pressure to shake the blood, which can only be felt in practice. Master

Since Komhuwa's presence is a practice, Komhu always kept the situation in his hands. Now in the strong lake

One of the few people who could defend her against a sword containing her history.

All

"Ugh!"

Her beautiful ARMY frowned slightly.

It was a shock that vibrated the gut. The moment she confronted the intangible sword he radiated, she was herself.

I wondered if it was a thoughtful idea. His performance was better than expected.

Her visceral warning to her was never a lie.

I can handle it!'

Her jewel-like eyes began to glow with a firm will. Master's honor, Master's honor,

And I couldn't step down just for my father's honor.

"Crying!"

The silver fog emanating from the tip of her sword added to the concentration.

She was now preparing the best herbivores. A visionary who has spent ten years working like a day! Black flag

The sword of the ())! First of all, I had to create an opportunity.

"Huh!"

Supermarriage Ghost Prosecution Act ( 초 초劍) 초 초 초 초 초)

Jcho (()

Soul Collapse ())

A blue sword washed in like pressure. It was the borong sword of the Celestial Monarchy. The one that's as thin as a bend.

The pressure emitted from the sword was unimaginable force.

Na-Yerin also greeted his sentinel in the most measured manner. It was never someone to look down on. that

Her eyes were filled with wonder.

A great deal of information rushed to her all at once. In her eyes, the time of the world is slow.

It started going back.

Because a borax is a martial art to press against an opponent under great pressure, it knows the path of herbivorous food.

It wasn't the kind of martial arts that could be prevented. Just because you know the path to herbivores, if you don't have enough power

Originally, the sword itself breaks down the opponent's defense and hits the opponent.

Because it's a martial art made to do it.

It was impossible to prevent the martial arts of the elite masters, nor to avoid damage. That' sir

So even if you read numbers in advance, you'll have the ability to collect, decipher, and use judged information.It's inescapable.

Her prepared sword shone at its best.

Hansang Okryeong Sword (神神神 한)

The Five-Eui Visionary Victory

The Spirit of the Han Sang-ryong Period

unpretentious

Blackness, like fog and silvery powder, stretches softly and reaches for a thousand years old.

The thousand-year-old, like a master, feels the unpredictable power in it, quiet and subtle.

It was possible.

It is clear that twelve will be allocated head-on. Therefore, it is dangerous to counterattack. thousand

Saldo also heard rumors about how terrible and scary the prosecution was. One of them

There was no mention of seeing the good in the face to face. No matter how weak a child is.

It wouldn't hurt to be careful.

"No way!"

Reason was cold, but hot emotions did not follow reason. A thousand years old, her sword in front of her sword.

I ran into A nuisance raised his head with his friend's pride.

In addition, the preconceived notion of a prosecutor's pupil and still a young girl set fire to his desire to win.

All

The thousand-year-old, as if to face it head-on, breaks the sword of the sword and tarnishes its brilliant reputation.

Then he wanted to drop his high name on the ground.

"Soook!"

It didn't feel right. There was no sound.

It's obviously cut head-on, but the feeling of sword and sword or sword hitting each other...

It wasn't even there.

However, the silver airflow only wrapped his sword like fog.

"So... fooled!"

But it was already too late. His sword was completely captivated by her sword. Like hands

It felt like something was frozen. Her appearance grew blurry in front of his eyes. silver

The intention was to hide the new body in the fog.

"Nonsense!"

The thousand-year-old swung the sword fiercely, as if he had made a cartoon of the mistake earlier.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The wind blew on the son-in-law. Her secret recipe was shaken for a moment by the tremendous pressure of the black wind.

For a moment, her new body, hidden by a silver mist, was revealed. It's an instant, but a thousand years old.

That was enough opportunity for the master of. I've still lost my touch with this level of seduction.

He was not immature.

Crisis!

It was an absolute crisis.

It was certainly a daunting blow to her. It was not an easy sword to deal with. by the way

There was someone who prevented the crisis instead.

Between Na-Yerin and the thousand-year-old there was a puddle.

"You're a great kid!"

The thousand-year-old first marriage sword burst into admiration. Two of those little children who dare to stop their swords.

I never imagined that there would be. It was also a couple of men and women.

It was Ryu-Yeon who blocked his sword head-on.

He's the same kid that was hiding behind a woman's skirt.

It was an unthinkable identity.

"Did he go crazy all of a sudden?'

It was not unreasonable to think this way.

"Well, you deserve to be interested. If you leave it as it is, it will be a source of trouble.….'

A sense of crisis sank his eyes deeper.

"Hahaha! What? It's just that the old man has lost his muscle because he's"

Ryu-Yeon did not hesitate to pour cold water on the heart of a thousand-year-old who was admiring.

"What a rude child! You mean you're that good?"

"Of course, I've never been more honest, fresh, decent, decent, moral and discipline.There's something that doesn't exist because he's the incarnation of the criminal. I don't do stupid things like do what's there and what's not.

Everything."

It was a story that if the Salinity and the Troupe had heard, they would have been amazed and hit the ground.

"I appreciated your confidence. I'll see how much you can take responsibility for what you say.

You don't care, do you?"

A cool sword formed on the thousand-year-old's sword, and his whole body also exudes a force of overwhelming power.

Here comes the double-edged reputation, which was not earned by jest or mahjong or goal-packing. Blood and Bankruptcy

It was a reputation gained by walking along the road of Geomlim. A name that would be made fun of on the tongue of a mere child.

It was his idea that no.

Here the thousand-year-old will have to admit that he ignored Ryu-Yeon too much for being young.

"Let me prove it to you. I don't want to be mistaken for a liar!"

"Do you think you can do it with your skills?"

"Of course, too much!"

Ryu-Yeon replied sternly in a confident voice.

Ryu-Yeon Large Thousand-Year-Old First Wedding Sword

Unlike salinity and death that fight like hell.

Ryu-Yeon's thousand-year-old showdown was quiet.

First of all, these two are characterized by verbal altercation.

It was different from the salt and the earth that wields the sword out of nowhere.

"Well, let's see where your confidence comes from."

Ryu-Yeon answered without hesitation. He was in a position to have no qualms. He looks up to the sky.

He was a person who didn't hesitate to think that he had no shame.

"That's skill, of course."

"You're a little mad!"

The more I faced him, the more unpleasant he was.

"It's not Gwang-oh, it's the truth! The plain truth! The facts of the gist of it!"

Since the child in front of his/her eyes declared his/her sincerity, the thousand-year-old suddenly could not move his/her body recklessly.

There was no problem with his reason. The problem was his instincts.

Oh my god!

The thousand-year-old couldn't move his body carelessly because of the mysterious energy that suddenly came out of nowhere. It's a bar

It was because of the smell of roe. There was a smell of death in that energy. A thousand-year-old instinct is certain.

I warned you of that.

Even a thousand-year-old could do a trick. That was his idea of cuteness. But a thousand years old

I didn't use this technique recklessly for the sake of conductors. It's like fair and square.

It wasn't because of emotion. There was no problem killing even if you didn't My

It was not a technique to overuse due to large ball or heart consumption. Plus it's secretly used by Na-Yerin.

I didn't want to spend it carelessly because I had experienced failure. But Ryu-Yeon's hands...

As soon as he took off his mukryonghwan, he realized that now was the time to write a cute plan.

He began to concentrate his whole body's nerves in the eyes of the messenger, quietly lifting up the whole body's inner strength.

When you bet on a skill like this, the key is how secretly you test it.

It's because it's difficult for an opponent to notice and defend or prepare in advance.

A thousand years old saves a child who gives him an unidentified fear just because he's young.

I didn't mean to give it to you at all.

"Dogs!"

The eyes of a thousand-year-old glowed with a feast. Ryu-Yeon turns his face away even with the eyes of a thousand years old.

Map, didn't even shy away from the gaze.

"What do you see?"

Ryu-yeon threw a word at me. He looked as if he were looking at a fool.

"Uh... how can you be fine?"

The voice of a thousand-year-old trembled with incredible, unacceptable fear. Two people alreadyIna's own method of supermarriage has made the cuteness that was invoked useless. his pride

It was a big scar that hit hard.

A thousand years old could never admit the reality before his eyes. So far, you've got your own cuteness.

No one was caught in the provincial government and kept the wick so straight.

"No way!"

Once again, the thousand-year-old tried to develop a cuteness plan, a technique of supermarriage, by gathering his whole body's strength.