CH 119

Kang Ho Haeng (1)

Five more guests came over two days.

Of these, three were bang, and the other two carried secret supplies.

; The Iron Mountain Godfather

; Zema sewing method

"Surprising. It's the feast of death of monk Yanggu during the reign of King Cheolsan."

King Cheonsan the Great is a man who uses a large godfather, and it is the first time he has seen Dangjin Railroad in person, but he has heard of his fame.

He is known as a bandit mainly active in Daesan, and it is a famous incident that he slaughtered 20 Mamon tribes passing through Daesan alone.

Yanggu is a famous successor who always occupies a place in the top 100 masters, and his Jinsan season is an anti-horse horse.

It would have been better if he had obtained Jangbeop as a secret weapon, but somehow he was carrying a weapon called Jemabongbeop.

The other three had no loot, but they weren't even those with poor skills.

Burglar funeral, Yanghwachang Myungsu, and Yoshinnyeo Cheongyo are all top masters.

Moreover, Myeong-soo and Cheong-yo were not even able to point out Suho even though they both ran into each other at the same time.

When the five climax masters and one supreme master master savagely died at the hands of Suho, the atmosphere of the Mun clan became as quiet as a mouse.

The siege ship retreated too far, and it is true that the warriors who stood guard were just watching from afar rather than surrounded.

A wolf is sitting in the middle of a flock of sheep who have completely lost their fighting spirit.

The wolf is now... .

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I hadn't killed one pigeon, wouldn't there have been another one?

At Suho's bruise, Dang Jin-cheol's mouth came out.

"Common sense that is very common in Moorim . no. done."

"Why don't you talk?"

"I don't think it's something to say in front of a master of nonsensical skills. Now, no matter how things go, I will only believe in Daehyeop."

Although there are many peak gourds in Moorim, five or dozens of them at a time, one of the highest peak gourds, died in the same place on the same day.

If the words don't spread, it's a strange event.

'You have earned a reputation.'

The problem is that it's notorious.

"Oh, I'll have to wait four more days, but I'm bored."

His strength, which had been steadily rising recently due to fortune-telling, has hardly risen since reaching 300.

I do it every now and then, but since the figures are stagnant, I lose interest quickly.

This is not a world where there is nothing to do other than physical training and animal watching like the unknown planet.

"The master's enemy, come out and take my sword!"

Suho, who was lying on the Daecheongmaru, reflexively woke up at the sound of a loud voice outside the gate.

"Ugh? Did you send more Jeonseo-gu after that?"

"No."

I opened my eyes and watched.

Of course, it could have been sent from another place or personally hired masters, but this case is different.

"Probably a disciple of one of the seniors who went first."

"Why is he?"

"Aren't you here to take revenge?"

Do I even have to explain this very common sense thing?

"Wow, you came to fight me."

Suho smiled and opened the door.

"Are you Park Soo-ho?"

okay!

The opponent, like most of the Moorim people, forgot the name of the common name and rushed forward.

"Master's enemy!"

As soon as he saw Suho, he ran to him and extended his sword.

Kaang! oh shit

As Suho pulled out the cries and accepted it, the surrounding air quickly froze and the torn swords flowed.

"Are you from Binggung?"

"I will rip your limbs apart to appease your master's spirit!"

"Yeah, see."

Shuah! Kang!

The swordsmanship was fierce, but it was inferior to the skill of the guardian.

Whoops!

profit!

The opponent who was stabbed in the shoulder did not lose his spirit, prepared for Dongguijin, and drew his sword to aim at Suho's side, but Suho's left hand grabbed the sword.

Tsutsuk!

My skin tingles at the cold energy I feel in my hands. All the masters of Binggung seemed to have a chill in their history.

"They are weird kids."

Snow leopards with snow-white fur and black spots came to mind. All the animals injured by their claws exhaled a cold enough to get frostbite like poison.

'I miss them because I can't even see them.'

I lost interest in fighting more swords because of my friends in the world over there.

Whoops!

Gokseong shrugged his shoulders and dug further, kneeling his opponent.

"Who's got someone to avenge you?"

"Wow, my priests will never forgive you!"

"It's nice to hear."

????????

The guard's sword ripped off the shoulder and pierced the opponent's heart.

"Ugh."

Looking at the resentful eyes, Suho pulled out his sword. I searched through the arms of the man who had become a corpse, but there was nothing.

"It's crazy."

Suho, who was about to turn around, saw the sword still emitting a chill and grabbed it.

; Han Bing Sword

There is a legend that it was made by processing a hanok, but the material is unknown.

Those who have not mastered the ice ball cannot handle it.

"It's a cool sword."

Suho puts a sword in his inventory that makes his hands numb as he cools himself off.

Considering his nephew and his subordinates on Earth, the pay was good, but these artifacts were not bad either.

The things of the earth are useless on the planet of the nine thousand, but on the contrary, the treasures of the planet of the nine thousand are still treasures even if they are taken to earth.

"This is also a treasure."

Suho even pulled out the necklace and ring before the body hardened. The performance of the ring was good enough that the swordsman could put it on and bear with it.

; Snowy Ring

A ring said to be used by the legendary snow maiden.

You can put a chill in your strength.

Five.

Suho put the ring on his finger and put the necklace in his inventory.

It's a cold change in internal strength.

I'm going to play with this today.

Suho was just about to enter the gate again, and in the distance, the Mun family scrambled among the samurai and scruffy men ran up to him.

"Stand up!"

"I have come to avenge the great revenge!"

The three brother-in-laws of King Cheolsan the Great came rushing in.

"It's fun."

After killing six, they came to seek revenge one after another, so there seemed to be no time to be bored for a while.

"After all, civilized people are different."

If it were a beast, even if their parents were hunted, they would have left. Even if they cry sadly and promise the future, they won't run away like a moth.

He does not hesitate to fight a battle he is likely to lose, and he cannot but acknowledge his poison and courage.

Suho was polite and killed the enemies one by one.

*Moon's office is in Gaju.

Eight days have passed since Mun Ju-san, the son and owner of a small household, took care of all internal affairs in place of Jong-gil Moon, who was lying on the bed.

"How are these guys doing?"

"The little guy and the big guy spend all day in the Daecheongmaru or in the yard."

In fact, there is no need to report any further.

Because I got the same report an hour ago.

Still, it's because I'm anxious to hear it again.

"The sound of hammering is still heard in the workshop, and the young man from the Tang family has not been able to hear anything since he entered the dormitory."

"Aren't there any other guests?"

Yes.

Six masters were invited.

They all passed away, and their pupils, younger brothers, and their families came to seek revenge, but they ended up being married.

" ."

Forty-four people died.

There is only one climax and seventeen culminations. The rest are all top-notch.

Yesterday, six of the best masters who came down from Binggung worked together, but after a devastating defeat, there are no more contenders.

That is what the enemy is.

You have to pay it back, but if you don't have the strength yet, be patient.

The opponent's strength has already been proven and people know.

That's the reputation.

'The man who has taken over the Mun family is slaughtering all the masters in the area.'

Rumors spread his reputation, and rumors made him even more famous.

"Soga-lord. It cannot be left alone any longer."

"What did you mean?"

Moon Ju-san's eyes are bright red, staring at the general.

last eight days. I have never slept comfortably.

"My father hasn't even managed to wear a coin yet, and the invited masters are dying one after another, so what should I do?"

"Soga-lord. In times like these, we need to come up with measures that are urgent."

That viper-like bastard doesn't want to sit down and leave. What's more urgent?

The general handed over the letter he had been carrying.

"I have sent you a letter of protest from the Joshua faction."

What?

"It is about compensating for the cost of life for the goddess Cheong-yo."

The protests don't end there.

There was also news that several protest envoys had departed from Cheonghomun, where Yang Hwa-chang Myeong-soo was a master.

"Hey, these guys ."

The sects who did not send their masters for revenge began to shift the blame elsewhere.

From their point of view, everyone has to take responsibility, and the Moon clan is more lenient than Park Soo-ho.

Mun Jong-gil fell into a coma and did not know when he would wake up, the masters died helplessly, and his prestige was greatly diminished by this incident.

"The biggest problem is the family head."

"That, whoa ."

Hwang has already lost the pretense.

They are monitoring the situation closely. To prevent the spark of Park Soo-ho from splashing on them for nothing.

"Soga-lord. The warriors are agitating. We definitely need to come up with a countermeasure."

" ."

Moon Ju-san felt his father's vacancy anew. Dozens or hundreds of Sega. Gasols attached to the village are all waiting and watching their decision.

"Let's wait."

Yes?

"Preserve the power of the two swordsmen and watch over him."

"However, if no action is taken, the status of the Moon clan will deteriorate ."

"Let's avoid showers."

okay. this is rain

No, it's a typhoon.

It is an irresistible disaster, so we just wait for it to pass.

To comfort the damage and resent the disaster that could not be resolved directly, there was nothing he could do but offer a ritual to the sky as a weak human.

"Let the Moorim League know."

"Are you requesting assistance?"

What number will you get if you ask now?

I just want revenge for you.

"A demon has appeared."

" Yes, the small owner."

Thinking it was a good plan, the general resigned.

* After three more days passed after the continuous revenge procession was cut off, Jang Soon-pil came out to the deathbed.

It can be said that it takes a long time to make a bido the size of a palm, but it is a set of 12 bido made by processing meteorite.

this! Oh oh!

The animal shapes of the zodiac engraved on each of the short swords were so cool that I would have dared to express them if it hadn't been for Cheon Sword Yajang.

"Stop admiring it and let's go."

"No, how can you be so gloomy after looking at this work? These pictures are all different, but how is it that they feel the same? Also Sigh.

From weight distribution to length, everything is the same. After repeated admiration, Dang Jin-cheol swept over Jang Soon-pil.

"I will cherish and cherish myself so as not to undermine Janggong's reputation."

"The thing has found its owner."

Suho stepped out before the story got longer.

"Would you like to rest?"

no. It is already too late."

okay. Let's go right away."

As Suho walked towards the gate, Dang Jin-cheol shook his head. Jang Soon-pil's wretched goal is so precarious that anyone can see that he is about to collapse.

"Daehyup, don't do that, get a wagon and go."

"Where is the carriage?"

"Isn't there a wagon in this big Sega?"

"Um, fine. Let's stop by the proof of history first.

"Yes, I will get the horses and the carriages."

Then, suddenly, as if he had made a big decision, Wang Il stepped forward with a stern face.

"I know where I am."

Huh?

Yes, the price of the Moon family is already over.

After all, if you live as a slave and die, you should choose the master well.

At the age of 15, King Wang made a big decision.

"I will guide you to the stable."

"Yes."

" ?"

"Go ahead."

Yeah.

What? is this all

He didn't realize his need to this extent.

Wang Il advertised himself more actively.

"I drive a wagon with incredible skill."

okay?

"Please take me."

Suho tilted his head at the king's request.

What is this guy trying to join himself on the way to pick the head of the Moorim Maengju?

Good.

Keep it up! I will do my best to meet you."

Wang-il, who cheered as if he was holding a golden rope, bowed his head deeply.

"I will serve you with all my heart."

OK.

A road that marks the beginning of a full-fledged revenge.

I got one more load.