Volcanic Spirit

The Jongnam faction is a well-known faction.

He was always in the old school, and intervened in the great events of the Gangho. He took the middle ground between the Taoist and the secular world, but he even exerted influence on either side. A line of rich people lined up to pay a large sum of money at the word "from the Jongnam faction," and a crowd of fighters gathered to form a friendship.

The owner of Hana Island was a volcanic wave.

Even now that volcanic waves have fallen, the public has mentioned volcanic waves first when discussing the island. As a result, the civil servants of the sect were naturally pressured to jump over volcanic waves.

But what about the danggeum lake?

Jongnampa was firmly established as one of the pillars of the old school, and volcanic waves had declined endlessly. In addition, a few days ago, I even had the humiliation of allowing a foreign enemy to live in my hometown.

I thought it was a golden opportunity.

It is not to welcome the death of a long-time neighbor.

But now it would be enough to naturally extend a helping hand. It was believed that if volcanic waves were created by the power of the sect, the whole world would decide a new owner of the island's western province.

According to the result of the inspection, the clean pipe and the small life span were the vanguard.

After secretly grasping the current situation of volcanic waves, he wanted to return to the main wave and make plans. However, they did not return even after dozens of days.

It has been confirmed that the volcano has entered.

Volcanic waves are captured as if they don't know.

The sect has revised its previous plan.

Before that, if I had left a little bit of mercy as a long-time neighbor, I have now decided to force myself to deal with volcanic waves.

"Answer? Do you want an answer from me now?"

The Cheongjeolgum So-bu laughed in vain.

He was called the Cheongjeolgum because he had Cheongjuk as a priest. His experience and knowledge were considerable through his long career. And most of all, the missing So-yeon-myeong was the maid of honor. Therefore, from the perspective of the Jongnam faction, he is the best person to pressure the volcanic wave.

"How am I supposed to take this, my lord?"

The West Emperor expressed disapproval.

The Cheongjeolgum Sobu was the second of the Seven Swordsmen, which is called the pride of the Jongnam faction. Except for Jinmyeong Samsung, a senior member of the Jongnam faction, he was the strongest and most famous.

'Ha, where did they all go at this time?'

The representative of Gwanyun Volcano, Seo-pyeong, has a strong belief and is unshakable in his thoughts. The representative of Jinbak Volcano, Taegeukgwanju, would not be intimidated by the opponent's threats because of the fiery nature of the fortress. Gaksangdongju, the representative of the small group of mountains called Manryu, was like a wise man, and it was possible to persuade them as a moral person.

One or three people had been emptied of the palace.

The deeper the Taoism, the more influential it was.

Therefore, the book review and the Gaksangdongju are returning to their conduits to sort out their enlightenment for a while. And Taegeukgwaju is going around the conduits to persuade them to join the Volcano Federation.

'Huh, they've already been a great support.’

Seo Hwa-jong was full of virtues and benevolent, so he mingled with everyone. Therefore, if it was a peaceful time or if the volcano continued to rise, it would have been a good writer. However, during the fall of the volcanic wave and the river lake's sewage system, the price was rather weak.

"Long Moon-in, do you smile now?”

Seo Hwa-jong had a different look on her face when she shouted irritatingly.

The moment Lee Hwon, the host of the election, appeared, he felt comfortable.

'No. Now I have to be the center. You shouldn't put any more baggage on the dispatcher.’

It was not enough to save the volcanic waves from the fear, and it even delivered a rare prayer of 10,000,000 won.

Seo Hwa-jong opened his mouth after he winked at Lee Hwon.

"Cheongjeolgum, I have been courteous as a long-standing neighbor of the island province. But I can't stand idly by any longer because I call myself a man of letters but still treat you as a prisoner of war. You must know that the mountain of the volcano runs through Yeosan to Jongnam Mountain! How can you raise your voice in the palace just because your acquaintance has disappeared from the volcano!"

A quiet voice finally rang out.

The widow glared at the bell.

He is well aware that today's work is far-fetched.

However, it is true that the device was missing, and the sect was well aware that it could not back down as it was. And so did the civil servants of the sect who followed Sobu.

As many as twenty people spread their distance little by little.

This is a silent pressure to take the test.

Then the wait-and-see man stepped up.

The branch manager of the Moorim-blind Island West Branch constantly swept down like a man with a mustache and a bug.

"Long writer! It's not something to deal with emotionally. The Elder of the South is gone. Soyeon-myeong, who went missing with her, is the woman of the elder cow. So even a long-term writer, calm down."

I don't know who's on whose side.

While Seo Hwa-jong was laughing in vain, the head of the Seomseo branch used the method that small people like to use. After taking a step back, he pointed to an old man dressed in fancy military uniform.

"You're from the Blind Outer Patrol."

The old man did not mind his behavior in dealing with the eldest man of the volcano, one of the old factions. Rather, he said with a condescending air as if he wanted to be treated with dignity.

This is beyond the fact that the patrol is responsible for the lectures. You seem to have met with Jang a few years ago."

Seo Hwa-jong's lips were silky.

"You're in a different mood than then."

A few years ago, he said he was appointed as the head of the Gangseo party of the Murim Alliance Patrol Group. At the time, Hana was not aware of the situation of the volcano and treated it as a prestigious one. However, after learning about the situation of the volcano, Shenyang Pungno seemed to ignore it outright.

Clack, facing the storm of the Gangho, we have only made the patrol party's mission more painful. By the way, if the elder of the Jongnam faction has disappeared, we should all gather our strength to find him. If the volcanic waves had given up the volcano, it wouldn't matter if the Jongnam or the Seomseo branches had to step up. On the contrary, if the volcanic wave claims to be the owner of the volcano, we should set up a search party to find a burial ground. If you can't afford to set up a search party with a false word, I believe you won't refuse to help."

Though long-winded, he sided with the sect.

Seo Hwa-jong bit his lower lip hard.

It was right to set up a search party if it accepted the situation purely. He should have borrowed his child's hand to find the missing person first. But the moment they were allowed to search, they would be the first ones to search for the pavilions of volcanic waves.

I couldn't open my mouth easily because I knew it.

After a while, Seo Hwa-jong murmured, drooping, loosening his shoulder.

"I see. Strong self-esteem. I didn't know it before, but it was such a powerless argument.”

The So-bu and the chief of the Seomseo branch narrowed the gap.

Because it sounded more like an answer than talking to myself.

Their eyes turned to Lee Hwon, whom they had forgotten for a while.

Lee Hwon mumbled his lips with his index finger out.

"There are 32."

“······.”

"I didn't answer the question whether I wanted to die, so I'll take it as a sign that I want to live."

One of the civil servants of the Jongnam faction approached with his hand on the sword.

"You must be a foreigner, given that you are not dressed in a volcano. Did a man who didn't even have blood on his head go crazy?"

Yi Hwon shook his shoulders as soon as Moon Do of the Jongnam faction reached out to grab his shoulder. At that moment, the knees of the Jongnam faction were bent to the opposite side. As soon as Mundo fell down screaming, all the members of the Jongnam faction pulled out their swords in unison.

Chachachachachachachachakchang!

There was a gentle sound in the roar of the iron.

"Now thirty-one."

"You! How dare you touch the gateways of the sect and be safe?"

Lee Hwon shouted louder as soon as the minster gave a grilling sound.

"Did you think you could survive a dirty trick on the volcano?"

“뭐, 뭐라?”

소부의 두 눈이 찢어질 것처럼 커졌다.

마치 소림의 사자후나 아미의 항마음처럼 귀를 파고들어 혼백을 뒤흔드는 일갈이 아닌가.

섬서지부장은 눈치가 빠른 자였다.

이훤의 무위가 심상치 않고, 서화종이 안도하는 모습을 보자 빠르게 머리가 회전했다.

‘저 자의 말에 장문인이 대답한 거로군. 장문인이 의지할 정도라면 은거기인이 분명하다.’

섬서지부장은 헛기침을 하며 나섰다.

The Moorimists set up branches throughout the midfield.

The location of the Seomseo branch manager stood shoulder to shoulder with the owner of the soundproofing.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding!"

At that moment something flashed from Lee Hwon's hand and flashed through the ear of the chief of the Seomseo branch. The plaque, which proves to be a civil servant of the Jongnam faction, was embedded in the pillar of the Jinmu Palace, and numerous debris scattered.

'What's this?' '··.'.'.'.''

Only then did the Seomseo branch manager feel the blood flowing through his ear.

Lee Hwon narrowed his brows looking at him.

"You're the head of the island branch. You wait. Your sins are the heaviest of all the guys here!"

The Seomseo branch and Jongnam wave are to question volcanic waves.

However, as soon as Lee Hwon appeared, the subject of questioning changed.

"Revenge the priest!"

The Jongnam faction of the Mundos stormed from all sides like autumn locusts.

"If the volcano was so bloody that it didn't dry up, how dare you argue about a sword fight in a safe place?”

Lee Hwon's eyes were full of naturalization.

"In the name of the plum, I won't allow it!"

At the same time, his new model was divided into eight pieces, and he began to hit at random the gateways of the Jongnam faction rushing from all sides.

Puff, puff, puff, puffing!

In the twinkling of his eyes, the widow realized that all the gatekeepers she had brought from the Jongnam faction had fallen. And they all had their right knee bent in a bizarre direction.

"I'll ask you again."

Now, no one could argue with Lee Hwon's question.

"I climbed the volcano and cheated without knowing the subject, so I could die without regret?"

At that time, Shenyang Poongno Sun-tak shook with iron wire spread out.

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

The flesh of the iron fan bounced like a memory, aiming for Lee Hwon.

"You're so violent, you've got a mob in front of you! I'm sure your guy is Samahudo!"

He must have thought that once he was framed and pressured by the name of the Moorimian, everything worked.

Ta da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!

Fist around the bloodline bounces off all of the iron filaments with a history. And as soon as the net was about to carry on the follow-up attack, a red mist came from the left and right, and clung together from the lower jaw. And the purest child had to stamp his feet, grabbed by the collar.

"Turn it off."

As soon as I was grabbed by the collar, my whole body drained out of strength as if I had a bloodshot.

Lee Hwon treated his younger son like a subordinate. Pull it close enough to reach the nose and raise the corners of the mouth.

"You use a fan, too. You, what's your relationship to the precarious bridge?"

The sprout opened its eyes wide.

Dismissal Missionary is one of the six minor members of the Murim League Outer Corps. In addition, he became a powerful figure recently by making a contribution to the destruction of an ant cave in Sanseo Province.

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue.

"쯧, no. Are you high? Are you high on the bridge?"

"Da, of course, the minor notes are high."

"Then you may be hit."

"He, what logic is that?"

Hana had to be scolded by her son, Lee Hwon, who was about the age of her son, with her chin beaten and her eyes loosened. You should worry about your old age in the first place because you were physically shocked while your history was banned.

"Jang Moon-in. Jang Moon-in! Are you just going to watch?"

The chief of the Seomseo branch was shocked to see the leader of the patrol team being beaten. Hana Seo Hwa-jong opened her mouth with a more comfortable expression.

"We owe a great debt to the President of the Republic of Korea, which cannot be repaid. I can't help the great benefactor of the main branch, but I can't help it."

"I'm not going to let this happen from blindness!"

Yi Hwon threw out his net and walked toward the chief of the Seomseo branch.

Every stride showed a clear gap.

Neither the head of Hana's Seoseo branch nor her husband could dare to attack.

"You! Are you the Heavenly Dragon War?"

The chief of the island's library narrowed the gap to an unknown sound.

"What does that mean?"

"Why didn't you watch the external enemy strike the volcano when it wasn't the Temple of Heaven?”

"What the hell is that?"

Bang!

As soon as Yi Hwon stomped, the stone inside Jinmu Palace was crushed.

It must have already been delivered through Jong Cho-hong, the main pillar of the non-preview. The ant cave, a station-top area, was created by mysterious forces to plot some kind of conspiracy, and the shamanists suffered great damage in the process. So I warned the old soldier, who was the blacksmith of plum blossoms, of danger. That's why he tried to discuss a contingency plan with you. But what did you do?"

The chief of the island's warden was speechless.

When asked to discuss contingency plans, he refused first. And called Maehwa Sword to the Seomseo branch. Unfortunately, however, volcanic waves almost died down in the meantime.

"He, it's, it's, it's, it's, uh."

How can we say that it is simply a battle of pride and to insult volcanic waves?

asked Lee Hwon with red eyes.

"Are you the enemy of the volcano?"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun