Book 8 Chapter - 13

I ended my life in vain. But he's the famous man.

You could have died under the Han Sang-ok-ryeong Sword, one of the swordsmen.

It would have been an honor.

Crunch!

The red ice at the end of her sword breaks with a little noise.

Na-Yerin's sword was never bleeding. Because of the sword

This is because it freezes in cold weather that surrounds the entire area.

Others also call it the Jeokhu Ice Roo. Na-Yerin did it.

I was faithfully reproducing it.

In the midst of this confusion, Eun Seol-ran did not scream. Rather

She calmly watched Na-Yerin and Mo Yong-Hwi's movements and responses.

I was watching. It means that your body is capable of protecting itself enough.

It was possible because of confidence.

Then, Eun Seol-ran was hiding her skills and didn't help her yet.

In addition, her actions have taken advantage of Mo Yong-hwi or Na-Yerin's skills.

It also included a significant meaning to gauge. The look in his eyes is...

It was sinking coldly. You're still living in the air.

I wasn't.

And instead of the goods that the pimp in front of the dumpling house in question would sell in his pail,

It was time to take out a poisonous sword full of extreme poison. I'm afraid the poison sword...

It seemed to be a limited non-sale item made for the special purpose of contracting murder.

Ryu-Yeon(飛流連) 등장(登場)

"Wait, before you touch someone else's stuff, you're always like this.

Don't you know the basic common sense that you need to get permission from the owner?"

The assassin, disguised as a peddler, was pulled back.

This is because Ryu-Yeon, who came before I knew it, dragged the back of the assassin.

Of course, Ryu-yeon has taken possession of other people's things.

I meant Na-Yerin, who claims to be.

"Who... who is it?"

White House press secretary White Tanzer stammered in horror. Rockslide

I've been caught in the act of a master of concealment, so now I'm in business.

It was no different from putting down the sign. Of course, this raid was a failure.

The core professionals are almost dead, so we're gonna have to get out of here anyway.

It was also a signboard.

"Well, who could it be?"

The energy from Ryu-Yeon's body contains an unknown sense of pressure.

It made him flummoxed by the presence. Even though he's behind his back, the white anthrax is definitely...

I could feel it. Some kind of homogeneity in front of Salmosa.

It was a blank anthrax. The regret of being blinded by money and taking on unnecessary contracts.

Persimmon flooded in.

"Laughing out loud."

Up! Up!

Ryu-yeon pulled his back once and pulled out the sword.

There was an opportunity to. His sword was short and sharp, like a hitman. In additionally

It was even covered with extreme poison, which could easily kill a person just by grazing.And because of the dark light processing to favor the darkness of darkness,

Silver was as black as pitch black.

If we don't hit the short black vital point, we won't be able to instantly kill our target.

So it's a daily routine in this industry to poison the efficiency of work.

It was a common occurrence.

"Well, I think it's a pretty good product. I can smell the expensive smell."

Once in a blacksmith's shop, years of rolling, years of qualification as a prosecutor.

Ryu-Yeon has the value of a black poisonous sword with a white anthrax at a glance.

I was able to read it. Sadly, his vigilance is the last of his remaining counterattacks.

Even the opportunity was taken away.

"But what do we do? I don't think the sword will be swung any more!"

"I don't...What are you talking about?"

"Oh, my God!"

Ryu-yeon smiled slightly.

Hurry up!

White-Tanger, who was supposed to brandish another poisonous sword, flashed his wrist.

It was cut clean with a flash and separated from the body. That.

It was such a sudden blow to

"Screaming!"

An unlucky assassin who can't chopsticks with his right hand again.

The white anthrax screamed like a tear. Just got on his wrist.

Blood spurted out of the cutting surface and soaked the dazs in red.

"But what else is yours?"

In a chilling tone, Ryu-Yeon raised objections to the passing remarks on the issue.

This was Na-Yerin. She's got eyes that can't guess what Hiroaerak is.

I was looking at Ryu-Yeon.

"Well, what's that?"

Ryu-Yeon shrugged and pretended to be innocent with both hands facing the sky.

Whoo!

As long as Na-Yerin's sword stabs her from the back, stop the dagger.

Eyes are on Ryu-Yeon, but her sixth sense is definitely thirty-six.

I was looking in the direction like I was looking in the palm of my hand. within one's own interval

So bad that she couldn't read the foul killing that came in bouncing black bath water.

It wasn't immature.

Let's go!

Na-Yerin's sword breaks the invader's dagger in half and then his body...

It was a harsh judgment. Coldness that will freeze to the bone forces the body of an assassin.

He invaded and cut off his life support activities.

"You're not an assassin, are you?"

Salinity took over the poor botch whose wrist was cut off by Ryu-Yeon.

He used the prize in a threatening tone. The White House assassin, Baektanzer,

It was ridiculous.

I can't believe we've failed so simply, among the free agents.

But as the leader of the White House, who used to be famous, how ridiculous...

Is it work?

"Hahaha...Well, of course, I'm afraid I'm some kind of assassin.

Would you like to work?"

I purposely tried to look glum. But the salinity is white, white, white anthrax.

I didn't think about releasing my full-body overpowered me.

"Yes, of course, of course! You're not an assassin! Exactly! Back of your waist dance

It's not a black dagger for assassins. The kendo that fell over there isn't yours, is it?"

The poisonous sword pointed to the salinity had a white anthrax wrist intact.

Baektanzer gave a light smile.

"Well, of course, that can't be mine. Hehehe..."

It wasn't stupid and it couldn't have been his. But in the body of salinity,

The rising strange force of force dared not say another word.

"I'm not an assassin. It's not fair that the robber took out my luggage.

I thought Nori was doing self-defense. Believe me!"

The white anthraxer begged, shedding tears.

"Of course, of course! I knew it from the beginning."

Salinity nodded."If you know it, let it go."

White Tanner screamed inside. But there was no sign of letting go.

"By the way...It's all good!"

Salinity continued.

"Yes?"

Backtoner looked at the salinity with a curious face. I felt suspicious for some reason.

"Why are you an assassin in spite of that?"

Tick-tock!

"Screaming!"

Backtoner's wrist is "knocked" by the insidious grip of salinity.

Broken, reed-like, and under the harsh technique of the parietal tachycardia, the whole body's muscles...

Only after the twist did he know that Salinity had already determined him to be an assassin.

You know, you're obviously an assassin, but you've been asking useless questions.

He poured out and circled his words. That is to say, salinity, inwardly

Even though I knew who the White Tanner was, I didn't think I had to.

I wanted to act. It was just a grown-up, childish whining.

Only Baektanzer used the dragon by rolling his hands.

"Screaming!"

Again, the desperate screams of the white anthrax resonated in the sky.

"Why are you here?"

It was not even in the academy, but in the middle of a crowded market.

There was no reason for Ryu-Yeon to be.

"It's a coincidence. Coincidence!"

"Hmmm..."

The attitude of being suspicious was clear.

"Can't you show me a more welcome response? I'm so disappointed.

Between us..."

Ryu-Yeon said slyly with a brazen face.

"What happened between us?"

Na-Yerin received Ryu-Yeon's words in a chilly tone. cold-blooded

It was a horse.

"Oh, I'm too ashamed to say that."

To see Ryu-Yeon suddenly rubbing herself in front of Na-Yerin.

It was hard work, inevitably she had to turn her head first.

"Bye, then!"

Na-Yerin had no more to talk about.

"Wait a minute!"

Ryu-Yeon called Na-Yerin to turn around.

"What's going on?"

Reluctantly Na-Yerin looked back. Ryu-Yeon said.

"But as a helper, as a helper, I deserve to be thanked.

Wouldn't there be?"

He's still trying to talk to me. He's still trying to talk to me.

The face of Naerin, who had been shunned, turned to Ryu-Yeon again.that

Her deep, lake-like eyes gazed at him.

Ryu-Yeon felt a bit burdened by Na-Yerin at a time like this.

"I don't remember being helped."

At this time, a black lump fell from the sky in front of Na-Yerin.

Boom!

Na-Yerin, Mo Yong-hwi, and Eun Seol-ran's eyes simultaneously look at the black lump.

Collected toward. It was a dead body. It's an assassin at a glance.

It was a body that could be clearly identified. Ryu-Yeon is still grinning at it.

I was laughing.

"Then these guys don't..."

Ryu-yeon smiled and nodded.

"The owner of the flash that helped me a while ago..."

Only then did Na-Yerin use a single flash that prevented the twin-eared brothers from going under.

I remembered.

"Of course it was my award."

Then she was saved by Ryu-yeon.

It was a miracle.

"Go, thank you! Is that enough?"

Naerin's thanks were very stiff. Ryu-Yeon is not good enough.

I had no choice but to feel it.

"I've never had such a firm appreciation before. I'm very sad right now."

Ryu-Yeon expressed embarrassment.

Then you hear the beautiful beauty of a woman with a gentle spring breeze.

It tickled Ryu-Yeon's ears.

Thank you for saving me, Confucius. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Do I have to?"

The main character of the voice was Eun Seol-ran, a quartet painting.

"Oh, you're the one who's responsible for the storm of rumors!"

Ryu-Yeon said, taking the roll of the hat.

I've heard so much about Eun-seol-ran at the Aeso Society.I knew for a fact. Fares. She's the reason why the Society is so busy.

I've been busy, meeting a new world.

"Oh, no problem, I'm Eun-Sullan, a quartet.

Thank you once again for your help to the association."

If there's anyone who doesn't like to be greeted with a smile of a beautiful woman,

Must be a nut job, homos*xual or pervert.

Fortunately, Ryu-Yeon wasn't a pervert, so from the bottom of her heart, she...

I was able to rejoice in the thanks.

"What? The Dead Sea is called Dongdo. It's natural to help others when they're in trouble!"

Ryu-yeon smiles all over the place (although I can only see under his nose).

If anyone who knew him heard him, he would have been devastated or devastated.

It was a story that Ryu-Yeon went out for free for others in a drought.

It's because everyone knows that it's as poor as beans.

"Oh, my God, what a reliable thing to say! As a guide to the prestigious Chunmu Academy, I'm not sure what the association is.

You know him!"

"Sure!"

Without a word of mouth, Ryu-Yeon answered, abominably without hesitation.

All of Kang Ho's associates will bite their tongues and die. Watch them.

I thought about the salinity I was looking at. Why did you do this to me? I lost yesterday.

Are you looking at. Salinity, who's become a man who's never seen anything, is now poop.

He looked like he chewed it. Regret flooded in.Whole body chicken flapping.

I'm up.

"Huh? Hey! Hi, Hwi?"

After socializing with the beauties, Ryu-Yeon finally found Mo Yong-Hwi's presence.

I greeted him with pleasure when I found him.

"......."

However, Mo Yong-hwi, who was greeted, was not well at all. I'm glad to see him at all right.

Mo Yong-hwi's complexion shows signs of thawing.

I wasn't.

"He's a bit of a heavyweight."

Ryu-yeon shook his head as if he had no choice. Even when you're with a beautiful woman,

He was a friend who didn't change a thing.

"Oh, is that how it is?"

Eun Seol-ran asked as if she had waited.

"That's how he was born. That bluntness and morbid necrosis are already...

He was declared terminally ill a long time ago. A groundbreaking miracle cure.

It's a common belief that it's impossible to cure for the time being.