Chapter 952

Episode 952. can you buy it?

Shoot ah-!

Where the fight ended, only the sound of rain was loud.

Master Hyeonmun, the head of the Thirty-six Dongin (銅人), glanced at the man who was spread out.

I had to check the condition of the injured coterie first, but for some reason I was worried.

He is the man who single-handedly defeated as many as six out of thirty-six coterie men.

What I felt in the last sword fight was definitely the Namgung family.

‘There are only a handful of masters in the Namgung family who have that level of incompetence...’

I couldn’t check his face due to the heavy rain, but it must be an elder.

No, it must be a senior.

At any rate, if that man was Namgung-cheon, I didn’t want to think about the aftermath.

The other doujinshi also kept glancing at each other as if they were concerned about the last sword attack.

Just as Ambassador Hyeon-moon approached the man, a bolt of lightning cut through the night sky.

flash-.

In an instant, the face of a man covered in blood was revealed.

‘omg!’

Ambassador Hyeon-moon was so shocked that he couldn’t even breathe for a moment.

The person lying dead was Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon, the eldest son of the Sword King Namgung Byeok.

Ambassador Hyeonmun hurriedly placed his fingers on Namgungcheon’s neck.

Under the cold skin, I could feel the weak but vital response.

Reflexively turning his upper body, he shouted at the thirty-six fellows.

“It’s a blue cloud sword! Cover up from the rain and keep no one from coming near!”

The coworkers who were treating the wounded got up quickly and scattered around.

A few people well versed in medicine hurriedly ran.

Someone took off a long robe to cover the blue cloud sword, and another brought out a medicine that was good for internal injuries.

However, Ambassador Hyeon-moon did not receive the drug – which the coterie members hurriedly handed over.

It was because it was too much for a person who was barely breathing.

Ambassador Sunmoon asked with a worried face.

“Can you afford the death penalty?”

“I hope to live...”

Ambassador Hyeon-moon slurred.

To be honest, I don’t know if I can save Namgungcheon even if Hwatana comes.

The 36 members of Shaolin’s face darkened at the conversation between the two.

This is why Shaolin Temple and the Hocheon League are in danger if they incur the wrath of Namcheon Daehyeop.

***

Joining Shaolin Temple turned the tide of battle.

However, for some reason Hocheonmaeng did not move a single step in Wabuho.

Thanks to this, the Nam Maeng was able to rectify the three wrecked units.

around noon.

Confederate garrison.

Members of the entire team who had been searching around Wabu Lake returned to their campsites one by one.

Officially, there were no casualties, but the faces of the members were dark.

“I searched the northern part of Lake Wabu up to the vicinity of the Hocheonmaeng garrison, but nothing was found.”

“It is not even ten li to the east.”

“I searched 20 li to the south, but I can’t find it.”

The report of the members ended in a heavy atmosphere.

The west side is blocked by Lake Wabu, so if it doesn’t exist on three sides, it doesn’t exist.

Namgungjin, the master swordsman who had been listening silently, opened his mouth.

“Bring the second and third generation lords to come.”

“yes.”

The Changcheondae of the Namgung family passed through the campsite like the wind.

After a while, Mo Yongbaek, the immortal sword of the second generation, and the three great lords, Yongho and Paengmuhan, arrived at Namgungjin’s tent.

The expressions of Mo Yongbaek and Paeng Muhan, who suffered great damage from Hocheon Meng’s counterattack, were also not good.

Namgung-jin, who was sitting with a stiff face, opened his mouth.

“Since last night, the fate of Namgungcheon has not been confirmed. I searched around Wabu Lake all morning, but couldn’t find it. I would appreciate it if you could investigate to see if anyone had seen him in the second and third generations.”

Then Paengmuhan said.

“I saw him during the frantic retreat. I don’t know what’s going on, but they’re looking for Lee Dae.”

Namgung-jin stumbled as he took a step forward and looked down at the patient.

“Cheon-ah, Cheonah....”

Namgung-cheon, who is a younger cousin and said to be the best among the latter, was lying down like a doll made of wax.

Namgung-jin hurriedly sat down and put his finger on Namgung-cheon’s carotid artery.

The skin was cold and hard like that of a dead person, but I could feel the fine pulses.

Ambassador Hyeon-moon, who had stepped back, spoke as if explaining.

“It has been like this since last night. I couldn’t even drink water, so I couldn’t use medicine. In the morning, the doctor who was exhausted left his saliva and went home. I will come back in the evening and see you.”

Namgung-jin, who had been examining Namgung-cheon’s body for a long time, asked.

“Can I take Sogaju to Namgung’s family?”

“of course. I’ve said it over and over again, but we didn’t know that the opponent in the fight was Daehyeop, the Blue Cloud Sword.”

“I understand. They say swords don’t have eyes.”

He said he understood, but Namgung-jin’s voice was cold.

Knowing and understanding the situation and revenge were two different things.

If Sogaju dies like this, the Namgung family and the Shaolin Temple will become enemies.

Suddenly, Namcheon Yeonjeokha came to mind.

What would happen if he, who was exceptionally close to Namgung-cheon, found out about this?

It seemed like he knew why Shaolin Temple and Hocheonmaeng didn’t move in Wabu Lake.

It must be that he is afraid of the future of Namcheon and is watching.

Namgung-jin got up quietly and walked out of the tent.

***

Hapbi.

Yeo Kang-Hyeon Seogyeongjang.

Yushicho (5 p.m.).

One of the soldiers of the Namgung family knocked on the door of Seokgyeongjang.

It was Namgung Shindo, a member of Changchundae.

Recognizing the Namgung family’s attire, Sosam led him to the guest hall.

After a while, when Yeon Jeok-ha entered the guest hall, Namgung Sindo jumped up from his seat.

“Namcheon Daehyeop Changcheondae Namgung Shindo.”

“What is Namgung’s family doing?”

“Last night there was a big fight between the Nammaeng and the Hocheonmaeng at Lake Wabu.”

For a moment, Yeonjeokha stopped talking.

“no! It rained so hard all night that you fought?”

“It happened because there was a strong atmosphere to drive Seunggi and push Hocheonmaeng beyond the Huaihe River.”

“So what?”

“At Lake Wabu, the Hocheon League counterattacked and the Southern League suffered a major defeat.”

“I heard it was a winning atmosphere?”

“At Wabu Lake, the Shaolin Temple’s support unit has joined. Sogaju was seriously injured in a fight with thirty-six members of the Shaolin Temple... and is now in a state of near death.”

“...”

Yeonjeokha looked at Namgung Shindo with bewildered eyes.

Namgungcheon wandering between life and death with serious injuries?

I must have been so anxious last night for something like that to happen.

Yeonjeokha, who came to his senses belatedly, asked.

“So where is your brother?”

“As soon as I was in a hurry, I was invited to a clinic in Hogang Village near Lake Wabu. Daeju told me to inform Namcheon Daehyeop, so I came here.”

Yeon Jeok-ha jumped up from his seat.

“Wait a minute. Because your sister needs to know too.”

I rushed out without even hearing the answer of the rivalry.

And maybe half an hour (about 7 minutes) has passed?

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon suddenly appeared in the front yard of the guesthouse.

“Brother Namgung! Come and see me. Please guide me to the clinic in Hogangchon.”

At Yeonjeokha’s call, Namgung Sindo hurriedly went down to the yard.

Soon after, as white clouds rose from under his feet, the nervous Namgung Shindo approached Yeonjeokha’s side.

Pararak-.

The cloud carrying the three people soared into the sky faster than ever before, as if they knew Yeon Jeok-ha’s urgency.

Shindo Namgung felt like he was about to urinate, but he gritted his teeth and endured.

Yeonjeokha said while staring straight ahead with a stiff face.

“I’ll go to Lake Wabu for now. It won’t take long.”