Book 13 Chapter - 5

You think I'm gonna survive this?He who is not chosen by heaven is dead.

Even if you wake up, you can't survive falling off a cliff."

It's not encouraging with comfort or encouragement, but it's hard to keep the fire alive.

Ryu-Yeon mercilessly throws cold water on efforts to rekindle the blaze.

This was resentful.

Frogs that are powerless to throw stones without thinking will gut you.

How to be upgraded!

Tears welled up.

Not only that. The reality was far more harsh than he thought. his private

It seemed that it was not a problem at all, just a rough distance.

Jung-Geum urged me once again.

"What are you doing, man? You're not running fast? Aren't there people waiting behind you?

I told you before.One of us will cross over there and we'll take a ladder.

We have to get somebody down here! If you don't want to do that, turn your foot around and go back."

A cliff before him, not a lie, not a joke, but a reality.

The hills on the other side of the canyon are as far as the moon and stars in the night sky.

I felt as if I were in this world where I was standing on my feet.

It was like a different place in a different world.

At this time, the face of the spirit came into his nervous sister.I don't know if I'm worried.

The color wasn't very good. Come to think of it, it's still her, let alone her honeymoon.

You sent a hawk to a man who didn't you? Once upon a time, he was

The secret plan for the next 30 years is still...

It was in its infancy.

The eyes of the Southern Palace glistened with great determination. He's got a fist.

I clenched my hand.

"Yes, let's stop!"

You must distinguish between recklessness and courage!

Nam Gung-sang turned to Ryu-Yeon without hesitation.

The face of the Southern Palace, which had been coagulated with some sort of determination, stood in the hot water.

The soup melted away.

"Hehehe, Ambassador!"

The Southern Palace is too shiny, like the light that reflects on the lake.

It's rippling, and sometimes it makes people feel sick.

Ed gazed at Ryu-yeon with his eyes.

Is it because he was on the verge of life and death? Judging from this escapade,

I may already have lost my head. She's in really good shape.

I didn't see you.

A self-proclaimed pacifist who prides himself on being full of warmth and affection.

Ryu-Yeon has a two-way relationship by being a coldly disciple and priest.

I haven't been able to throw the b*tc* out coldly.

He just smiled tenderly and said:

"Ghost!"

A voice as soft as the breeze of spring, it's in the heart of the Southern Palace.

It was also a grasshopper that lit up the flame of hope.

"Yes, big brother!"

Tyu-Yeon, patting him hard on the shoulder like a blessing of hope.

Built a cow.

"If you were a descendant of nothing, you'd hear this, right?"

Here Ryu-Yeon breathed for a moment.

Red as if it had eaten a rat that had been exposed to its loose bangs.

Looking at the creepy smile on his lips, the Southern Palace image is his own horse.

The shadow of anxiety cast over the sound grows more densely.

The shadow gradually encroached on the area where the light had been cast.Beyond the walls of light and hope, court thought and joy.

If the net floods and invades the white area where it was sprinkled with grace,

It's done.

Ryu-Yeon spoke slowly and clearly.

"The lion drops his cub from the bayonet to make it stronger!"

At that moment, the Southern Palace renounces everything, humbly accepts everything that exists.

The son turned around quietly. His shoulders are unusually weak today.

It seemed to be drooping.

Hot friendship

"What?"

Once again, asked Nam Gung-sang.

"Give it to me!"

Then Hyun-woon replied.

"What?"

Hyun-woon's expression did not change even though he asked back with a strange face. As if

He was as blunt as a mask.

"What do you want me to ask for?"

In frustration, Namgoong raised his voice once again and asked Hyun-woon.

replied in this meek voice.

"Will!"

As if it's the last friendship he can do, Hyun-woon...

I was acting.

"Will?"

"I'll tell you!"

Hyun-woon said in a blunt voice.

"You don't have to run!"

"Don't believe me!"

"Of course!"

In response, the Southern Palace is my friend's (if you can still call me that).

I put a round letter on my pushed hand. The operatives are out of order.

After hanging out with kites, everyone had a will in their arms.

asked Nam Gung-sang.

"Where did you walk?"

"...."

Hyun-woon exercised his right to remain silent. Hurt a friend's way to the end.

It was an act of unwillingness. But in this case, silence means affirmation.

It meant.

"Are you also on the side of failure?"

The archer's uh? drooped as if he had dislocated. Then Hyun-woon is in vain.

Said with acupuncture.

"Oh, no, supply and demand! People need to be rational rather than emotional.

You know, but there's good news, too!"

"What can be good news under these circumstances?"

Nam Gung-sang replied in a very dull voice.

"Huh! Don't be so disappointed. And, frankly, be happy! Gin Sozer

Mann bet on your success.So if you make it, she'll...

You'll be very pleased!"

"...only?"

Namgung Sang's semi-shaped eyebrows slightly raised. There's no anger in his voice.

It was full

Hyun-woon looked up to see if he missed the blue sky.

"Oh, what a lovely day.

But unlike Hyun-woon's words, the sky seems to represent the mood of the Southern Palace.

It was full of thick clouds. The shadows cast around them.

"I don't have any money for you."

Nam Gung-sang spoke in a suppressed voice.

"Don't worry, with the original, forgery is always possible. With friends

I'll split up and remember you forever."

You must come back alive to water these bastards.

The court is determined.

"What a lovely friendship to have!""

The old man who was watching Hyun-woon and Nam-gung's exchange of hands turns his head off.

There was a happy smile.

Uh, where are you?

'That can't be true!'

The marquis are screaming silently and looking at a creature.

I looked at the old man with my eyes. Next to that, as if Ryu-Yeon agrees.

He was nodding his head.

That old man was with me!"

Only then did the attention of salinity tilt toward the elderly. their own medicine

An unidentified old man who knows almost some. I don't know what to do. I care.

The old man is very confidently among them, taking advantage of his inability to.

It used to be.

"Well, what about him?"

Only then did Jong Gae-do realize the existence of the old man. SalinityI was at a loss for words to answer.

"Eh, I mean, uh..."

It was when the salinity was gibbering in a cold sweat.

"You look like one of the leading labor and management that came with you this time."

Rather, it was the end that saved him from the predicament. Arurae's side of the crew

The details of the s*x did not appear to have arrived. Salinity answered quickly.

"Well, yes. You can say so. I really do. Hahahaha!"

An unofficial end to the day when a saline sweat is stolen and a sighs of relief.

He bowed his head at the old man. It is certainly a courtesy of its own.

It was a personnel appointment. The old man also nodded slightly.

'Huh?'

I wondered for a moment, but soon forgot about the salinity.

There was a spectacular spectacle in front of my eyes.

will

The Southern Palace knows now that there is nowhere to escape under the window.

The delegation Ko was also informed.

Finally, he is in the ideal state of being bitten in a corner.

"But... but... but...Are you sure you can cross this?"

As expected, I was at a loss.

"I am a watchdog, not your adviser. Apparently a brainless creature.

I don't think so, crouch down and think about it slowly! cheap

I wouldn't say a designated city has to pass in."

"How kind of you!"

"I'm flattered!"

Jong-Gwae's kind words did not help or comfort Nam-Gung-sang.

"But there's one thing that's comfortable about you."

Thanks to Ryu-Yeon, there are quite a few wills that I've written in advance, so I'm going to make a sentence.

Fortunately, I was able to save myself the trouble of struggling to recall.

Nam Gung-sang quietly recited the will in his heart.

Finally, today, I'm going to end my short life here.

If I die here today, the spirit will tell you how much of my death she will be.

Do you want me to be sad for you?Oh, miss you.When I wake up tomorrow morning, you...

Don't be sad when I'm not around. Father, mother!One side after another

Strong, long life, the best free of charge, and the best.

Do it and reign.Crying! Crying!

[Hey, dude, archer!]]

"Yes, yes!"

Surprised by the sound of lightning hitting the ears, the statue of the Southern Palace is exploding with consciousness.

I woke up from my condition and looked around. A voice of bewilderment.

It just popped out.

The prelude was a pretty ridiculous echo.

[What are you doing? Are you trying to live up to your name? One simple thing like this.

But why are you so hesitant? Are you racing with a slob?It's boring to wait.

I'm about to yawn!]

The Namgung statue shrank and shrank at the invincible call of Biryuyeo. I see

I was so upset.

"A simple thing?"

When did the usage of the word "simple" begin?

Lost and so corrupted, so distorted and so damaged!

But the counterargument was unacceptable and there was no time for it.

Once again the prelude hit my ears.

[You fool! You have stairs in front of you, what are you so worried about?]

Your frozen eyes are ornaments? Make sure you close your eyes when you sleep.

You think it depends? Hey, hey, hey...]

The Southern Palace, where Ryu-Yeon's rant or explanation is indistinguishable.

A thunderstorm penetrated the back of the top. It was the size of a nail all of a sudden.

The view is as bright as mine (in fact, it's daylight now).

'I don't care what you do, except by tying a rope!'

Jong-Hae certainly said so.

"Yes, that's what happened!"

Why didn't I think of that until now?'

The statue of the Southern Palace is a dark name, a high monk who has reached the point of deukdo dissolution.

I felt like it.

Why didn't I think of it? And yet, he's got the air of deftness.

You're sober, and you can't even reach the other side at once.That's what I said. The solution was wrong and there was no way the answer could have been right.

However, as the ambassador said, it was difficult but not impossible.

It was well worth the challenge.

A rain of hope falls on a barren land full of despair and abandonment.

The buds of the Ligo container sprouted.

"All right!"

The man, clenched in his fists, began to run vigorously, shining his eyes like a hawk.