Book 8 Chapter - 6

He left Cheonmujeon Hall, a place of daily work for Chunmu-Kwanism, which transcends the mood of feeling depressed and subdued.

The back of his head was raucous, his ears itchy, and he seemed to be divided over his words.

It was clear that there would be words that were not good to hear anyway. Mission successful. Mission safely

Even though he did, his face didn't look bright. The cold blue sky and the scorching sun

It raised his eyebrows. An unexpected anger seethed my heart. This is the killer's den.

Maybe it's because I felt that.

"Hyo-bong, I can't believe he died like that.""

He was a child who watched the growth from beginning to end. Earl of that genius that is improving day by day.

Your heart was full of joy!

The first time Hyo-bong's twins broke through their swords and succeeded in a single sword, the sword was pure.

I was pleased with his achievement with my heart. The day when Hyo-bong will one day achieve something that will surpass him.

I'll wait for you with a heart of my own heart. I thought, but... But now there was no filial piety.

"If we find him, whoever he is will be devastated. I'm blind in the name of the sword, Chowol.

It's Se-ha'sae-ha-ha-ha-ha!

He had enough nerve not to care if the whole thing became an enemy. If Heavenly Martyrs

If the coffin was involved, it was ready to face the Chunmu Academy head-on with all its might. living

The existence that used to account for more than half of life's fun has disappeared. A child who loved and cared for like a son.

He died in vain.

Even now, he was barely suppressing his surging life. He's got a lot of patience.

It was a waste of time.

It was then.

"Puck!"

The body of the sword horse reeled back for a moment. His thick, sharp stretch of sword wriggled momentarily. that

The oblique cross wound twitched. A huge object comes flying in and suddenly pours into his body.

It's a bump.

"Oh, you rude!"

Transcendence has burst into a great thirst.

"Oh, my gosh! I'm sorry."

It was still a young boy who had forced himself to throw himself recklessly. The boy's eyes are on his bangs.

It didn't look like it was covered. But judging from the boy's tone, he's not sorry at all.

The bay was clear. The boy was Ryu-Yeon.

"Well, wait a minute?"

Transcendence suddenly realizes one thing, and it's shocking enough for the heart to go on a field trip down his throat.

Then he burst into rage, venting to live generously. And then he was dumbfounded again.

"Uh... how did you get that?'

He deceived his pride in becoming a super-high-ranking player and approached the world. Any

He said he was focusing his nerves elsewhere, but it could never have happened. Don't tell me.

You, the Rain, allow others to invade in a space of life and death, defenselessly.

It could never happen, and it should never have happened. You're not even an actor. You'really.

It was impossible in my dream to give it to me.

"Do I have to eat this?"'His excellence wriggled with life and anger. It was also a reproach and anger against oneself.

How dare you run into the swordsman's shoulder and hit him so hard that his body shakes. That phrase

Carelessness without you was an indefensible thing to behead. On Heukdo Island, you hit yourself.

It can be interpreted as a sign of willingness to launch an attack, so even a slight collision can lead to life and death.

The separation is the reason for the duel.

It's a famous cigar about this, and it's meant to be just the collar. What's a shoulder bump, raw?

There's a famous poem called, "Divided the Dead". The souls of millions of people who died in shoulder strikes.

It was a poem with a very sweet melody as a mourning poem. Shoulder bump, sudden fold on opponent.

The hunch was directly linked to the death of one side, so everyone in Murim had to pay attention.

At least so was the law of Heukdo. Of course, a simple apology can sometimes be done.

It was quite different from the way it was.

Gumma was unable to make an instant decision whether to cut or leave this child alone.

As usual, it would have been uncontroversial, but as an envoy, he is now here at the Chunmu Academy.

Because I'm in a position to be It was not the duty of stillbirth to create unnecessary disputes.

It was impossible to see blood here. It was a pity that it transcended.

'But!'

The eyes of Geomma Chowol flashed. But you can't just let them face you and leave you alone.

There was no.

'One wound won't be a problem.'

Click!

His left thumb slightly pushed the sword up from the sword.

The sword itself, whoever it is, decides to walk, absolutely and irrelevantly.

One way, the act of walking in heaven, as one would depend on it, the act itself.

Life and death are turned upside down and the world is turned upside down, something that's impolite and impolite.

The wall rises once again, and the desire to forgive it is absolutely, absolutely, eye booger.

There wasn't much to pee on, let alone.

Because he felt strongly the need to act to carry out his argument, and the simplest of all-simpleest.

I am determined to engage in public violence, which is part of an effective and indirect way.

Chaeyoung!

With the release of a silver flash, the sword of the sword was pulled out of his search.

Bite!

A frightening sound through the air.

And a ray of flash!

Strong enough to make the hair and hem of a man chasing after Ryu-Yeon flap mercilessly.

A wind blew all over the place. The grass trembled as if it were being pulled out of the ground. hazy dirt

It rose up in a long arc. And... a few strands of hair flew in the air.

"What... what?"

He intended to engrave a half-deep cut across his forehead in exchange for lessons. thread

Blood vessels were cut and blood droplets had to form in the air. It was normal.

It was powerful enough to blow back the hair of a person who fell more than three sheets. It's G쳑

Needless to say Ryu-Yeon's situation. I had to be lucky not to die. That is affection

It was an award.

"Failure, not anyone else, but me."

Today, I have been wondering if transcendence is too much of a shock. His sword is the original.

I failed to carry out the will I had planned. His appearance went to nothing. It's called the mind of the sword.The sword was developed by the sword. A clear, fine sound that blinks fatal to his reputation.

It resonated in the world.

Gently!

There was no situation where blood was embroidered in the air. Instead, only three strands of hair are in the air.

It flew leisurely.

Only then did the haze dust that had risen into the air slowly begin to sink to the floor. Ryu-Yeon's Back

Behind was a semi-circle space, which was clean without a speck of dust. the wind of the sword

It was a masterpiece left behind.

"Well, what is it? What about the eyes?

The eyes of Chowol, which looked directly into Ryu-Yeon's eyes, opened wide. He freaked out. Always cool

He maintained his presence, but he was shaken by the death of Gal Hyo-bong, whom he cherished as his own child in recent years.

There was no such thing as.

"Oh, my God, he told me never to show it to others.""

Ryu-Yeon grumbled. It was a shame that three strands of hair were cut off.

"Well, well, well, f*ck you!"

Transcendence seemed to be quite perturbed. He was not speaking properly at the moment. Who is his

Even though I wasn't grabbing my tongue, I made that illusion happen.

"Hey, you're a white-knuckle cook, aren't you? What kind of eyes do you have?"

The sword horse couldn't resist his anger and set up a vein in his neck. I feel like I'm breaking up more than I am today.

I couldn't erase it. Famous for his cold cold shoulder, he seems to have escaped somewhere else.

It was a weird feeling that you weren't yourself!

It wasn't Ryu-Yeon who was unilaterally beaten and left alone.

"Phew! Don't blame yourself for handing it over. Why don't you tell me, why don'

Are there so many people who blow high swords, provinces, and spears? Whew! Come to think of it, what a tough man.

What a life! What a dreary, honest, delicate future for a smiley b*tc* like me."

Without caring about the condition of the sword's transcendence, Ryu-Yeon's bangs fell back under wind pressure.

I grumbled as I lowered it forward. If you want to blow up a sword, you have to at least ask for their understanding.

That was Ryu-Yeon's theory.

"Hey, you're a weirdo, man-of-the-art tricks."

Once again, transcendence gritted its teeth. Still haven't washed away from the cut in his body.

It remained very thick.

For Ryu-Yeon, it was an injustice.

Slap!

Once again, the sword's hand touched the inspection.

I really meant to cut it this time. The obsession that dominated his mind was bound to be cut down.

will

"Huh!"

But transcendence cuts Ryu-Yeon into the ice-bong movie squad and over ten times as many men.

The determination to offend did not continue. Soon after another young man came into his sight.

He forgot what to say.

Hyorong's face, facing the eyes of Geomma Chowol, was also pale.

"No, why is he here?'

The place where people will be is completely wrong. You're supposed to be training and studying hard at the Skype.

It was not unreasonable for him to be surprised because the child suddenly appeared at the Cheonmu Academy.

"Oh, come on, I've never been briefed.'

I thought that the flow that he did not know might be flowing within Black Heaven and Sky.

He was never a child who would be put into this dangerous task. I don't think it's a good idea to see him on the Black Island.

His status, his status was too great.What the hell is going on?'

The sword horse was very confused.

Bowing!

With a pale complexion like a sheet of paper, Hyorong bowed and greeted politely. Barely.

He was greeted with a clear-minded transcendence. At the moment, you two share one emotion.

I did. I didn't need a word. Hyorong thanked Transcendental for caring about him with all his heart. one's younger brother

He was a man who followed like a master's sword and uncle. And he was still the one who called his uncle.

Tap, tap!

The dark horse's thick hands tapped Hyorong's shoulder with his head down. I don't know why, but it's coming into my heart.

Hyorong could feel the warmth. I felt like tears were gathering in my eyes.

I thought it would take some time to pull myself together.

What's your relationship?

Transcendental asked Hyorong using the whole sound. Hyorong immediately asked about Ryu-yeon's relationship with him.

I could see it was a question. He answered without hesitation.

'He's my friend.'

The eyes of the first moon were young. Then he turned away and looked at Ryu-Yeon. Ryu-Yeon is still...

I was standing there scratching.

"You're lucky!"

Said the swordma when touching Hyorong's shoulder.

"Well... Goodbye. I don't know if I'll see you again next time. I look forward to working with you then."

Ryu-yeon waved happily.

"When we see each other again... No! I look forward to that day."

Geomma left the Chunmu Academy with the words.

It was a woman who wiped away tears secretly from Mo Yong-hwi.

The day I met her, the sky was two sides. She's beautiful.

She was the first to wear it in Mo Yong-hwi's life.

Quartet Silver Sulan

Mo Yong-hwi saw something he shouldn't see that day.

A woman's leak running through a milky white ball.

Mo Yong-hwi is obsessed with the tears

He couldn't quit his job.

A magnificent hall in the depths of the Black Heavenly Blind!

Angel angle!

It is where Galjungcheon, the current center of Heukdo Island and symbol of power, is located.

If you're a Saffine, you'll find it hard to keep an eye on her.

A place full of dignity!

Inside the shelter, a woman is waiting for a giant of Heukdo.

I sat in a rather polite manner. About twenty-five years old?

She was a woman with a flamboyant beauty all over her body like a bud in full bloom.

But the pitch black mourning she was wearing was killing her scent.

Galjungcheon, who was always putting pressure on others in front of her, is also in front of this woman.

I was rejuvenating to create a soft atmosphere.

This alone showed how much Galjungcheon cared about this woman.

Because of the very disturbing and tremendous content that I just heard,

The woman in panic spoke again.

Suspicions were not completely gone in Oh Yeonin's words yet.

"...what if you were to draw and send a girl?"

Her face also had a deep lingering of surprise.

Her face was a shock itself.

"Yes, I beg of you!"

Gal Joong-cheon nodded and answered the girl's question.

In response to Gal Joong-cheon, she said that what she understood.

I was able to confirm the accuracy. It was frankly unbelievable.

In addition, she had recently suffered a heartbreak and remained intact.

The giant of Heukdo opened his mouth again.

"There may be something else involved that is invisible.I don't know what's going on with that kid's death. Besides, obviously

I can't get rid of the feeling that something invisible is working on Baekdo.

That's why I let you go even though I know it's dangerous.

If it were you, you might let your guard down as a girl.

Your brilliant beauty will overshadow your intelligence to some extent.

And..."

Gal Joong-cheon stopped breathing once and went on.

"I believe in you. Your head is fuller than anyone else than anyone else.

I send infinite faith. I'm sorry to put a heavy burden on your thin shoulders."

She bowed her head in emotion.

"It's an honor."

"Please.

The woman shuddered her shoulders.

"Yes, Father! I'm sure I'll be the one who's surrounded by his death.

Let me clarify the dark screen. At the risk of my life...

I swear to his soul in heaven."

"Baby!"

Gal Joong-cheon called the woman in a caring voice like a father.

In the mouth of a man called the Great Man of the Heukdo, such a gentle word...

It was incredible to be able to come out.

"Yes!"

"Don't die! I'll be very sad if you die too."

She curled her head like an apology. It was a voice so caring that tears formed.

"Yes, Father!"

"And, I am so sorry. I never let you get married.

I can't believe you just let him go."

His voice was filled with deep regret.

"No, it's not. Father!"

Tears formed in her eyes.

He couldn't bear all the sorrow that he had in his mind.

In fact, Gal Hyo-bong has already been a nominated fiance since childhood.

But Galhyo bong, who liked to learn nothing more than eating,

I've never treated her as a woman.

Always treated her like a real brother. The relationship between the two is

It was not an engaged couple, but a close brother and sister.

As she grew older, she became more beautiful.

And when her beauty blossomed and reached its zenith,

So when I began to be praised as the Five Great Beauty of Heukdo,

Sadly, Gal Hyo-bong could not see the figure.

Because he was already mad and imprisoned by the Cheonmareu.

For her, Gal Hyo-bong was an ideal man.

And he was also the best man. He had a vague yearning.

How excited he was when he found out he was his fiancé

The poignant emotion of the day will never be met again.

But now he is not.

"Forget about such a heartless fellow! He's gone before his father.

He's an indifferent and ugly guy. I'll find you a good place to get married if this is over safely.

You should meet a good man, not a bad guy."

Gal Joong-cheon's voice was filled with remorse. I had a reliable firstborn son.

He wasn't worried about the next generation. He's smarter than anyone else.

He was the best son of all time. I put all my hopes on my eldest son.

The eldest put a nail in his chest and went to the other world first.

Left with indelible remorse.

"Crying, crying!"

A white water screen blocked her from looking at her.

She quietly swallowed up her sorrow and loneliness.

I could never show my weakness.

She shouted countless times inside.

"You have to smile, you have to laugh! You should always smile brightly and energetically no matter what!

Don't lose yourself by smiling brightly and acting lively!It's the madness of Galhyo-bong, who is now dead.

It was my last request before I fell out.

After the woman stepped down, Gal Joong-cheon said in a quiet voice.

"Are you there?"

Slip!

In a dark space where no one was present, a person appeared and was rejected in front of him.

The best hermit in the dark, called the black-and-white scepter.

That was exactly the title he had.

"Here we are, sir. Please give me your name."

"The kid just left. Hyo-bong is dead. I'm sure you'really sad.

Maybe I made you do something too harsh. That's what they're looking at.

It's gonna turn to the kid. He's always the talk of the town, so there won't be a problem."

"You mean because you're a decoy?"

Gal Joong-cheon's eyebrows wriggled for a while at the word "bait."

"He'll do his part in his own way.

He's got more guns than anyone else, so he's not as fit as you are.

We'll do it without a problem! I look forward to your investigation. I trust you! And..."

Galjungcheon, who took a moment, continued.

"If anything happens to him, I will not be able to forgive you...

Not to mention the other side, of course."

Galjoongcheon was a man who did what he could. I'm making up my mind about this.

People don't know how much he's been troubled.

As such, the determination was great.

"Leave it to me."

He answered vigorously.

"Then I beg you."

The man who will do the best job for this job is a man who is in front of his eyes.

Gal Joong-cheon believed that this was the only person.