Chapter - 783 Episode 783. Let's have fun. (3)

"I'm done!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"I'm about to cry!"

Hwasan's disciples sobbed and looked at the completed dock ahead.

A dock is just a little river filled with stones, rocks, and dirt, but...…. No, that's why it's a greater place.

"…I thought my back was going to break.”

"Oh, my God…… I've been saying that I can even lay a mountain, but I never thought I'd really open a mountain…"….”

Upon hearing the words, the eyes of the disciples of Hwasan turn to the back.

A small estate adjacent to the dock disappeared entirely and was empty. The soil and stones that formed the mountain were poured into that river.

"…I'm proud of something.”

"Somewhat sad."

The Hwasan disciples, who looked at the dock with slightly complicated and strange expressions, shook their heads in unison.

The sadder thing was that by now the same thing had happened across the river. So there are two docks. Two missing mountains...….

"I think they're almost done, too."

The eyes of the Hwasan disciples turned toward the island. The bridge from the other island is almost in shape. The green forests stuck together and did it. Ships and ships were connected together and huge timber was placed above the deck to form a bridge.

"…is it a human idea to put a wooden bridge on an island?"

If the rocks, soil, and rocks were stuck in the water, where would all the trees there go?

The wood they extracted was well chopped from the hands of the green-rimmed islands (?) and processed into wood to be used to make bridges.

"I heard you've got a lot of pears tied together, but you're as heavy as that."

"It's going to be so strong that I can't even speak.”

"What's the point of being strong? Every single arrow would burn."

"Come on, don't be such a jerk!"

"You son of a b*tc*!"

"Is there a separate battle of Red Cliffs? That's the day the oral battle is held."

“…….”

Everyone who drew the burning ships in their heads trembled. But Gwak Hae snorted at the words.

"You're talking like a dream. Who the hell is that guy?"

"Huh?"

"Is Chung-Myung the one who would let my money and effort burn so easily?"

"First of all, his money didn't go into this, and I think all he's trying to do is snatch his mouth off."

Gwak Hae was speechless and flinched.

"Well, that's not gonna happen anyway. I heard that Danga is going to bring a special medicine and paint the stomach. Any medicine that keeps you from catching fire?"

"…is there such a thing?”

"It's a four-chamber town. What can I do? It's a place where they make iron swords."

"That's true."

Everyone nodded at once, as if the Sichuan Party itself was an Illy.

"So it's all over? We've finished the ship, we've built the dock, we've taken out the boat.”

"The numbers don't seem to be over yet."

"Why?"

"……They haven't found a piece of canvas yet."

“…….”

"You don'

Chung-Myung's eyes are flinched and the numbers flinch.

A cold river trickled down their jaws. Even hell's Asurah can feel sympathy when he looks like a mouse in the water, but this gentleman in front of him was worse than hell's Asurah.

"No, all they do is go into the water and beat them up! It's not even a needle! It's ridiculous that I can't find that big canvas!""Do, sir. I scoured the bottom of the river...….not at all…….”

"I'm telling you! Trust me. I've searched everywhere in the sunken ship, and there really isn't!"

Chung-Myung's eyes began to glisten with anger.

"I couldn't find it?"

"Yes, I do. I did my best, but...….”

Definitely do one's best when one looks at the enemy's snare. I felt like I had drawn my soul to it because I couldn't. I could hardly get out of the water for a few days, and I had no blood on my face because I was scratching the floor, and my cheeks were as thin as a person who starved for nearly a month.

Unfortunately, however, it didn't work for Chung-Myung at all.

"What if I find you?"

"What?"

"What are you going to do if I find you?"

"He, it's....”

"Hey, get out!"

Who are you talking about?

At the sudden remark, the numbers looked around, unaware of the English language. At that moment, Chung-Myung's top wiggled and soon a white ball of cotton popped out of the front.

Tok

When she got off the floor, Baek-ah stood up straight and howled loudly.

"Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Of course, objectively speaking, it wasn't that loud.

"Did you hear that?"

Baek-ah nodded solemnly.

"Go find it."

Stroke!

White Dambi ran at an island speed and jumped into the water.

The sight blinded the eyes of the sight.

What, f*ck.

What did I just see?’

Why would a weasel go into the water? It's not even a seal?

Anyway.

That wasan thing is a human being and a beast and nothing is fine.

But the real surprise happened a little later.

Oh, my god!

Suddenly something black popped out of the water.

"What?"

"Yong?"

"Go, forget it! What's so big about a mussel?"

"But why is the sea squirt out of the water...….Huh?"

Flap! Flap!

The mussel pulled out of the water twisted and flapped. In the background, a white baby tapped a clam ten times bigger than his body and pulled it ashore.

"The owner caught the black fish and...….’

'Pets catch black fish.’

What the hell are those same things...….

It's a question of whether it makes sense or not for that little weasel to catch that big sea squirt.

"No, but this bastard? I told you to pick up the canvas, and you're just going to get your food?

When Chung-Myung shouted back, Baek-ah shook her head in surprise. Then he stuck out his cute front foot and pointed to the water.

"Oh, did you find it?”

Nodding.

"Take the kids and get them."

Nodding.

Baek-ah ran with a throbbing sound and quickly climbed the enemy's body in front of her and sat on her head. Straighten your back and stick out your front foot. It was like a general's spirit.

"Key!"

“…….”

Anyone can tell that was 'Let's go slaves'.

I heard it's the owner and the pet.’

What kind of weasel...….’

"Why don't you go now?"

"Go, here we go!"

"I'm on my way! Now!"

When Chung-Myung ran toward the water as he was about to kick his butt again, his enemies panicked and jumped into the water.

Hyun Jong, who was watching from a distance, groaned and groaned.

'I'm sure it's bothering you.’

It is impossible to bully people as a Taoist, but the problem is that they are numerical. Of course, those who lived by robbing others to make blood tear in their eyes should be punished, so it was ambiguous for Chung-Myung to scold them."Long-Written."

"Hm?"

"I think Chung-Myung is right. We're almost ready, and the numbers don't even show up."

"You're there, aren't you?"

"…not them. I thought a ditch would come in.….”

"It's gonna be hard."

Hyun Jong murmured and sighed.

They also heard the news from Hong Dae Kang.

"It is the head of the Gupa, Shaolin, Shudang, and Namgoongse, the head of the Five Great Sega. What do you mean, Cheongseong?….”

Hyun Jong's face, staring at the river, was frozen.

"I don't think I can feel it because I've heard their names a lot lately, but that's almost half the old file rooms moved."

Hyun Sang said after a moment of silence.

"I don't know what you're trying to say."

"Hyun Sang아. Haven't we seen Shaolin quite often lately?"

"That's right."

"Then have you ever seen them go out to fight?"

Hyun Sang, who was about to say something, shut up.

Only then did Hyun Jong understand what he was trying to say.

'Sorim is on the battlefield.’

The heavy weight of the horse began to weigh on Hyun Sang.

"Sorim and shamans press the Janggang River from above, and Namgung Segawa Cheongseong moves from left to right. This vast river is surrounded by three sides by the attacks of the four clans."

"Long story……."

Hyun Jong shakes his head.

"It's been a hundred years since the war against Mahkyo."

“…….”

"There was a big and small disturbance, but the heads of that old school and the Great Sega had never moved at once."

Hyun Sang nods heavily.

"I can't help but think about the meaning of this."

Hyun Jong stared at the river flowing with a complex gaze.

A full cup will one day spill over. There is no peace that lasts forever.

Not only that, but everyone in Kang-ho was predicting that this boring peace would break one day.

I must pray that it is not now.

A low sigh came out of Hyun Jong's mouth.

"By the way...….”

"What?"

Hyun Jong turned his eyes slightly. His eyes were on Chung-Myung, who was pointing his finger at the river.

"I don't know what you're thinking at all.….”

"What can I do? That's who he is."

"Ugh."

I mean, I can't help it, but...…It was Hyun Jong who couldn't help feeling frustrated Hyun Jong.

* * *

"Chae, Chaeju!"

“…….”

Chaeju of the swirling swirling swirly and Namjeok's cheeks were shaking.

"Chae, Chaeju! I'm losing!"

I can't help but get pushed back.

They were still watercolors that did not even make it to 18 units in Janggangsu. But now it's the reputable shaman that's coming from there, not anywhere else.

The simultaneous influx of shamanist disciples in white radish clothes was like a big wave that hit on a stormy day.

"This…… this…….”

Blood stood in the eyes of the male enemy.

"You f*cking bandits! Why are you attacking us all of a sudden? You didn't even show your nose to the Janggang River!”

"Chaeju! You have to make a decision!"

"For Christ's sake, run! Tell them to split up and run away!"

I haven't made it to the 18th grade yet.But anyway, it is a watercolour that is notorious in the Janggang River. Then he made such a depressing decision. But no one challenged the male enemy's words.

It's not because the male enemy is vicious. It was because everyone knew that no matter how hard they tried, it was impossible to handle a rush of shamans."Retreat! Retreat! d*mn it! Everybody get away!"

It was a moment when the male enemy shouted as hard as he could.

"You're doing something meaningless.”

A low voice came from behind his back.

“…….”

A flinching male enemy turned his head for a moment.

Before I knew it, someone stood behind my back silently. The inspection of the grassroots, dressed in radish clothes with the symbol of shamanism, and hung with a sword in one hand.

"You……."

"You're bound to pay for your sins at any time and eventually. Go away.”

"You're such a dog…….”

Crunch.

One sword. It was only one sword.

A sword wielded like a joke broke the neck of a male enemy.

"Growl……."

The neatly cut man stepped back with his hands clasped on his neck. The bloodline eyes were filled with astonishment.

However, as soon as he heard what the decapitated man said, all suspicions of the male enemy disappeared.

"I'm a shaman's hero."

“…….”

The male enemy's body slowly collapsed.

At least if you ask me who killed you in the underworld, it was my last thought before I lost my breath that I could proudly reveal the name.

Flop.

There was no warmth in the eyes of Heo Do, who had cut down the Chaeju with a sword. He wielded his sword relentlessly and cut down the shivering numbers one by one.

I love you.

After a while, Heo Do-jin, who pushed a sword with no blood left in it into the sword, gave a cold lecture to his disciples.

"Don't kill those who don't resist! We are masters!"

"Yes!"

"But do not show mercy to those who resist! Suffering evil is also something we must bear!"

"Yes!"

With a loud answer, shaman's disciples swept away the numbers. Heo Do-jin's eyes got darker at the sight.