Book 8 Chapter - 2

It was, the cyst couldn't remember the intermediate process. Because if the spirit finds out,

He himself was fascinated by Na-Yerin's sword dance.

I couldn't even think about it. Of course, never let the spirits know.

It was a top secret.

When Na-Yerin's sword dance was over with the final sound of the sword, the Southern Palace image was like...

I felt as if I had wandered through a dream. Still in his heart is a dream.

The remains of the ship remained vaguely.

It was at this time that I discovered that Ryu-Yeon's face was full of fat.

Then Ryu-Yeon expressed dissatisfaction with Na-Yerin's sword dance.

It becomes a story.

"What the hell do you have to do with the sword dance to be beautiful and mysterious?You're saying there's a rough patch?'

It's hard to understand in general human thoughts.

So the Namgoong statue was fearless and thoughtless.

Done.

What have you been complaining about since a while ago?"

Namgoongsang was too straightforward, saying "oh, it was too straightforward.

But it was after the ship had already left.

"I don't like it!"

Ryu-yeon said in a sulky voice.

"No, what? Don't tell me it's that beautiful and mysterious sword dance of Nassauzer?"

Finally, Ryu-Yeon fed the male court lady a rock.

"No way, you idiot!"

He said, "Don't ask me anything ridiculous." Then direct to sword dance.

It becomes a story that there are no complaints.

"Then what the hell are you complaining about?"

Namgung-san still held his tingling forehead and made a sad face. Always.

Dealing with unpredictable humans is in many ways incredibly tiring.

It was.

"I don't like it!"

Still, Ryu-yeon's swollen cheeks show no sign of sinking.

It was.

"I mean, what the hell is that complaint about?"

Nam Gung-sang was heartbroken.

"You're so beautiful!"

Ryu-Yeon's answer was just that.

"Where on earth could that be a reason to be angry? Blossom Twisted

Isn't it a legitimate expression of emotion for not being straight?"

It was so uncharacteristic of Ryu-yeon to suggest that it was a reason.

"But it's so beautiful that I don't want to share it with you!"

It was still a sulky voice.

"Yes?"

The face of Nam Gung-sang, who heard Ryu-Yeon expressing his glum face, is mysterious.

It's distorted to do.

"Don't you usually say it's a waste to watch alone in this alone?"

"No, why not? Why the absurdity of me sharing the beauty of mine with others.

I have to go through something, right?"

The bottom line is that I never want to share the joy of sharing twice or three times the joy.

It was a story that Na-Yerin's beauty entertains the eyes of others.

The thread is not acceptable. But before that, there's one thing to bet on.

It was here.

"But it doesn't belong to the Ambassador yet!"

Na-Yerin Na-Yerin being a man's is hundreds of astronomy.

Thousands of men, not just coffins, will blow up their anger.

It was a miracle.

"It's just up in the air! It's already scheduled!"

Ryu-yeon replied with a sulky face. I'm afraid he's Na-Yerin.

He seemed to want to claim exclusive rights to Tae.

"There's nothing more difficult than the heart of a beautiful woman."

When Nam Gung-sang started dating ghosts, he dared to talk about relationships between men and women.

I pretended to know.

"Don't you know that impossibility exists to make it possible? her mouth

Maybe I'm the only one in the world who knows the tenderness and sweetness of alcohol.

I think so."

"Yeah?"

The eyes of the Southern Palace opened wide.

"What are you so surprised about?"

"The... the... Is what you just said true?"

"Then you're free enough for me to have a joke with you.

Is it?"

"But how? How could you do that? How could you do that?

You were able to do it?"

The courtesan's mouth poked like a carp.

"Why are you so surprised when you kissed a ghost?"

Namgung-san's face turned red at the moment.

"It's--it's not the same thing!"

I wanted to argue for differentiation somehow. But his ideas and philosophy.

This didn't seem to work at all.

"Same! You can kiss the ghost however you want, and I can't.Where in the world is the unreasonable law that runs to the extreme of? What do you mean different?

What's the difference?"

"Well, it's definitely different, though."

Unfortunately, however, Namgoong's Malbalo is always Ryu-Yeon's opponent.

I couldn't. Namgoonsang was still Ryu-yeon's meal.

"The one who always takes a step ahead of the other will eventually be the final winner.

It's the law."

The way he speaks with the smile of a victor is like a worn-out professional.

It was the way he spoke.

'I think the topic is a little off the mark.…'

Nam Gung-sang sighed unknowingly.

"Hooo! Not only the Bingbong Film Guard, but also the former male officers in the Cheonmu Academy.

If you become a public figure, a target, a life-seeker, you have nothing to say.

Yo."

Why so many men were holding grudges against the ambassador.

The court was still naive enough not to know. Actually

Namgoong should know enough about this area to be friends with an idiot.

There wasn't a rat.

"You're the first one to lick!"

Where in the world is that ridiculous source of confidence based?

Go? Still an inexplicable man in common sense.

"Where did you apply your saliva here, I think that's more of a problem.

But... ..."

Namgoong-sang murmured quietly to himself. Enough for now

He's going overboard, and if he speaks up, he'll be craved by his ambassador.

Because I didn't want to do anything.

From afar, the one who looks at Ryu-Yeon's childish behavior.

He was Moyong Hwi, a member of the Lunar New Year's Movement.

His eyes were full of deep skepticism. The sort of thing you're looking at right now.

The kite's appearance is seriously different from the last one.

It looked like there was a gap.

What the hell is this author?'

Moyong Hwi recalled the incredible thing he saw that day. Raw fish

Just by going bad, I get a handful of sweat in my hands.

What is his true self? What you show now and what you show that day.

Which of the things is his true self? I don't know if I'll ever...

Is it not a dream to see me?'

Moyong Hwi, Baek Muyong, and 16 people will go around Mt. Mudang.

Ever since I came, I've had to promise to ask questions from people everywhere.

He shut up as if he had done so and exercised his right to remain silent. Everyone's heart is always the same.

It was the same.

I don't want to be a liar!'

This was their common desire. That's why they want to talk.

I couldn't say anything. As soon as you say it, you'll find yourself full of braggadoes, lies.

He knew too well that it would be a price to pay.

How did you manage to send back that dreaded iron-barred stiletto?'

'I respect you so much. How did you defeat the Iron Bimada?

Do you want me?'

"Have they gone back in good shape? They annihilate the enemy.

I've heard you've never flown a rider before.'

A myriad of questions pouring in incessantly. But a little to answer.

Even the lumps did not exist.

"What was the law of war?"

What kind of tactics.....!'

"What was your main use of martial arts?"

What do you mean by martial arts?…!'

"What kind of martial arts were useful to them?"

What a bum...!'

And

"What the hell happened that day?"

"Teach me!" "Teach me!" "Teach me! Teach me!"

But I never wanted to be branded a liar.

Because of the port, the question of flooding from heaven and earth during the rainy season.

Despite the flood, Moyong Hwi was forced to shut up. sick and tired ofHe blew his earholes even though they hurt by the sound.

"Whoo..."

A deep sigh came out of my mouth.

The day's events, the day's scenes, and the day's gods.

Above... and the unforgettable recklessness of the day!

Still, the day's work was as clear as the snow.

A video of a man in his head like a fireman. For the time being, or for the rest of my life.

It was clear that I would not forget. The bookshelf of memories that passed through his head.

It began to unfold again.

Diary per thousand ()))

-Battle against Steel Bimards

Broken name!

There is also an old saying that it takes two to tango.

Unfortunately, the laws of partnership exist in the world.

Under the so-called exchange rules, conversations cannot take place alone.

Diary competition ()))

"Get out of the way!"

The Minister of State said.

"I'm coming out myself."

Finally, the award goes to the bottom of the list.

I accept that it is not a matter of level.

Anyone who can communicate alone is probably absolutely insane or schizophrenic.

It would be a good thing to keep a distance from a relationship because it is obvious that you are a multi-person.

For a long time now, fearlessly, to a boy who interrupted the black grass of the bayonet.

The Minister of State decided to bring it up first. Otherwise, there will be this endless silence.

I had an ominous feeling that I would be deceived. And finally, the award goes to Ryu-yeon for the first time.

I took a step.

"What the hell is your purpose?'

Asked the deputy commander of the steel-angle scaffolding unit. If you kill someone, you have to kill them. that

Otherwise, one side of the back of the head must be itchy.

"He's just a ubiquitous distraction."

On the question of purpose, Ryu-Yeon replaced the answer with an answer to who he was.

Ryu-Yeon may not be much of a deal, but the listener was a big deal.

"Disrupter?"

"No, don't you know? Professionally disturbing what others do, critical to their purpose of action.

So-called professionals who play a damaging role."

"Do you want to die?"

The Minister of State exuded a deep livelihood.

Since serving as vice president of the Iron Angled Bimadae, I've never seen a man with a stick sticking out of his belly like this before.

It was a furious job. But the truth is that the boy's death is already tentatively named.

Because of this, his threat is actually meaningless. A change in the fact that a boy is about to die anyway.

Because there isn't.

"It's called "beautiful boy dawn," but death is not scheduled until about 300 years later. Settle down

Wouldn't beauty, beauty of saving, bring even death to its knees?"

The face of the majesty, hearing his gruesome voice, distorted mercilessly.You're such a weirdo.

It was my first time.

"You're saying you want to die so badly! If it's your wish, I'll kill you! Don't you dare, my iron-legged horse.

I admire your courage and spirit for blocking your career path, but I can personally praise you for your recklessness.

You don't have it!'

"For the first time today, I've learned that calculated execution can be described as reckless!"

Ryu-Yeon was never mindful of his own death. The smell of death everywhere in his body.

It wasn't coming out of the air.

"So you thought you'd get away with getting in our way?"

"Why don't we go back?"

A simple word that popped up. What's the big deal about blocking a career path was a lukewarm response. that

But those of you who hear this kind of sickening reaction will be given a heat from the depths of your heart, and you'll be given a headache.It turns upside down to the point where there is steam.

"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

"Stop!"

The man who snatches the madman as if he were about to rush in, the ironclad who has remained silent.

It was a geolpung-huk-heong-hak in Dae-ju.

No matter how free he was, he did not dare to violate the authority of Old Heaven. His

Belief in the Old Testament was almost a fanatic. It was clear what the Old Testament wanted to develop.

The Minister of State again looked at Ryu-yeon and said.

"Little boy?"

"Where's the boy?"

Ryu-Yeon is off the hook. One of the stomach's eyebrows twitched for a moment.

But no more time could be wasted bickering. That's because the archbishop's asceticism is so...

Because it's one of the things I hate.

"Hey, young man!"

Reluctantly, he chose to negotiate. I was going to kill him right after the compromise.

"What's wrong?"

Only then did Ryu-Yeon reply. Living slowly rose from the heart of the majesty. Giving

He was a nasty piece of work without.

"Do you have a preference? I'm honored to be the first reckless fool to block the path of the Iron Bands alone.

Remember as a special guest to celebrate your selection, after your stupidity, stupidity and recklessness.

I'll give you a long and I'll pay you back."

"No, I don't think so!"

"What do you have?

"Yes, I don't! Even if I don't have one, I don't have any inconvenience in my life, do I have to"

But a class that is absurd enough for a commission with a general idea.

It couldn't help but be a door. Ryu-Yeon says he's pretending to be surprised, which is not surprising.

I got it.

A brief silence sank gently between them.

"Are you sure you don't have one? Really? Really? I'm not kidding. Really, really?"

The Minister of State asked back with laughter and bewilderment. As usual, a question.

Without it, he would have crushed it under the hooves.

"Yes, I'm not kidding, I really don't have it."

In fact, it wasn't absent. The precious nickname of "Taengsudae" wandering around the Cheonmuhakgwan.

There were, but it had not yet been leaked into Ryu-Yeon's ears.

It was thanks to the manipulation team and salinity around them voluntarily blocked the information. And Ryu-yeon's

There was no one big enough to farm with Ryu-Yeon's penchant.

I'm sure you're aware of how devastating the return of blood can be.

It was.

"You don't have it, do you?"

The lips of the majesty staggered more and more and more, and the ridicule around the mouth deepened as well.

"Yes, I don't!"

Now it was troublesome to even answer. I don't know if you're gonna be so persistent.

Is it necessary? In his view, Murimans are sometimes a bunch of red tape.

There was a tendency to err on the side of caution. In his view, it was nothing short of a waste. But

That did not mean that the ostentatiousness was worthless to others.

"What a strange way to live. I can't believe I'm experiencing this amazing thing.

You mean the world should be judged once it's lived?"

The Minister of State for what stimulates him so much burst into dismay.

"It's amazing that the little boy who interrupted the railroad tracks of our iron-angle scaffolding didn't have a single special name.

I'm speechless!"

If you've been given a special name or name for anything sloppy in Moorin, it's kind of surrounding.It means that it has been recognized. So if you haven't got a name yet, you're gonna have to go somewhere.

It was bound to be rated as a third rate. If you're a top-notch, you'll never be an invincible corpse, but you'll never be an invincible body.

Because I have even one star. Even the bandit boss has a unique nine.

The fact that you didn't get a name in this world, that you failed to make a name, that is.

It was the same story.

However, that common sense did not prevail even with Ryu-Yeon. Always mean to the laws of the world.

However, it is because there is a child called exception.

"I guess these days, you can only get recognition for your skills with a very good name, right?I didn't know. Your naming skills.

You want to disprove of this incompetence?"

Ryu-yeon said with a smirk and a smile. He looked down on me.

"Do you want to die?"

The impatient deputy owner was angry once again. You've been under orders to kill him.

It was also himself who was caught up in Ryu-Yeon's horse-rattling. But the

It's cheap that he doesn't recognize it at all right now.

I'm a low-key man who's trying to figure out how to cook this cocky bastard.

There was a dignified voice of sound.

"Free!"

Cheolgak Bima University's major, Jilpungmookheunguchunhak, called him once again.

"Yes, sir!"

The battalion ball, who quickly corrected his posture, answered with a straight posture.

The archdiocese of Cheolgak Bima University has always been in awe of him.

"We've got a long way to go, and we've lost too much time"

The voice was quiet, but the order contained in it was clear. For what it's worth to refuse that order.

His liver is not swollen.

"Bring it on!"

The minister of state, who had taken a military salute, turned his head again and looked at Ryu-yeon.

"I'd like to tell you to go get some more milk from your mother, but we've still got our ironclad horses.

There is no example of a man who has blocked the course of a great cause alive. You are no exception."

"You didn't return to your kind warning, so I'm afraid this is a bargain."

Ryu-Yeon put on a wistful look on his face as much as he could.

"Would Nonem go back?"

Ryu-yeon shook his head from side to side. Then he spoke in a low voice.

"Then I won't have it in my hands anymore."

It's the ultimate in rain.

Consular decision

Absolute mental defense nihilations.

Invocation.

Ryu-yeon's hidden eyes began to glow golden. In Ryu-Yeon's golden eyes,

Now there was not a grain of emotion, no trace of it. The weapon of destruction and slaughter.

It's sifted.

Another factor in the consular mind, originally made with mental discipline for the effect of one-point maximum mental concentration.

There was a trick of eggplant. It's the confusion of trauma and external psychosis.

That was the role of the shield to protect the spirits.

Once triggered, the mercy or compassion system is completely paralyzed. Two in the blood.

There is no fear, and no guilt. The mind is wrapped in an iron wall.

Chuck!

The Minister of State raised his hand high.

Sticking. Sticking.

Two Musa Vichachaechanges escorting the commander's guard to signal that their hands were lifted into the sky.

Slowly came forward with the iron armour. Now, as soon as the official hand is down, they're stuck in horses.

I'm going to drive. Their hands were already clasped with pitch-black silvery windows. Hundreds of people

It was a blood-eating weapon.

It was then.Took! Took!

The sound of something heavy falling on the ground! And the long lengthening voice that followed.

"Oh, my... Cool!"

Ryu-Yeon, stretching his legs in a relaxed manner, came into the eyes of the martial arts. His

His voice is like the cheers of a man who's been tied down for 20 years, and if you listen carefully,

He also seemed to be the glorious winner of the six-month war on constipation.

The Minister of State had no choice but to temporarily suspend lowering the hand that had been lifted at that appearance.

Chubby!

Ryu-Yeon tried a light jump in place.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

The joints of the whole body were loud and pleasant. You're too light. Right now.

I felt like I was going to end the bondage of the earth and fly up to the sky.

"Long time no see!"

It's been a long time since I released two dragonflies that were stuck to my legs like water ghosts at the same time.

The suppressed teeth of the whole body were activated and ran amok. The energy of the whole body that has been suppressed.

Luck was activated and ran amok in my body. It was hard to control the surging urge. Legs

I didn't want to stay in place. I felt like a hawk who broke the chain.

Ryu-Yeon managed to control the energy in her running body. And I drooped my arms.

Ryu-Yeon, who stretched his arms and relaxed all over his body, was nature itself.

"Come on in anytime!"

Ryu-yeon said in a confident voice.

"You cheeky bastard!"

I didn't want to wait any longer, either.

His hand went down vigorously.

It was a death sentence.

From the front, the right side of Ryu-Yeon, the javelin jogger, grab the reins in his left hand and the spear in his right hand.

On the other hand, Bichang Juigwang, who was standing on the left side of Ryu-yeon, grabbed the reins with his right hand, and the spear with his left hand.

I heard, because it's easier to push and attack.

At the same time as the hand of the official fell, their words bounced off as fast as arrows.

They'll charge both sides of Ryu-Yeon at the same time, and when the jogger cuts Ryu-Yeon's waist,

Jugwang didn't miss the moment and intended to cut his throat.

They've always acted together, escorting the Minister of State, and they're unhappy twins, so they can't help but look at each other's eyes.

I was able to fully confirm the death. It's not just once or twice.

But their intentions never came true. I can't imagine anything happening in front of them.

It was unfolded.

Why do they ignore the ground in front of their eyes when they're speeding up their pace by spurring their own hearts?

I couldn't tell if it was coming at a speed that I ignored.

And a loud sound echoed through the dry, desolate earth.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Crack!

"Huh!"

At the moment, the Minister of State caused the first wind. At the same time his eyes were torn open.

The two horses that were running forward without any problems suddenly seemed to be a promise.

Fold something in half. Of course, the body of the horse that couldn't withstand the speed of the horse was leaning forward.

It circled the air thanks to the force that had not disappeared.

The two horses rolled around the earth, creating hazy dust at the same time as if they were promises. a human being

The sight of horses spinning forward on their heads was spectacular.

It was never a daily stunt."Oh, my God."

So frightened that the Minister stuttered his words. His appearance was ridiculous.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! You must have tripped over a stone! You should've been careful!"

As if he were really worried, Ryu-Yeon spoke with a mixture of exaggerated gestures. Listening side

You can't help but feel abominable, instead of feeling grateful for the concerns and concerns of the other person.

It wasn't in.

"Shut up! What a freezing stone!"

There's no way an ironclad would fall down like a rock! I don't know what's going on.

It was obvious that was a gimmick. The problem was that I couldn't notice the other person's trick.

Furthermore, the pervading binoculars scattered on the floor were no longer considering moving. Their throats are

It was wrong in a strange way. Already they have stopped breathing.

The owner of these horses, Peculiar Twin Traps, who showed such a wonderful feat, rolled the wrong way on the ground, and his neck bone...

It broke down and became famous. A very ridiculous and futile end for a master.

I couldn't help but notice that the armor they were wearing was too heavy to interfere with their behavior.

It's a door.

"What kind of a wild goose chase did you make?"

Umusang shouted his head off. It's as if you're dreaming in broad daylight.

It was.

"Well, what do you mean "foolish"? I have no idea what I'm gonna do."

The Minister of State could not erase the feeling that he was fooling around. Smiling Ryu-Yeon's side.

Crushed the statue and a deep sweet impulse dominated his soul.

What Non-Yeon did was not much. Just two horses that came forward without people knowing.

It was just loosely wrapped around the front leg. Nothing would've happened if I'd stayed still, but the horse would have run.

As we started, the enchanting brainchild tightened and sealed off the forefoot of the armour, the force that came running.