Book 7 Chapter - 7

He seemed to have achieved convincing results in his own way.

"You've endured this terrible training with a sick body."

Everyone looked at Mo Yong-hwi, who fell asleep with admiration.

And even more surprising was Yoon Junho. His achievement this time was almost a miracle.

Because among the last four, I didn't get in, but I'm the longest-serving one.

It was him, Tin.

It was a frightening experience. His grit and perseverance had to be acknowledged. Yoon Junho is surprisingly

It was disciplined.

"When did you grow up like that?"

Even the salinity that watched the beginning and the end with both eyes wide open is incredibly rapid progressive.

The curious salinity asked Yoon Junho, who had barely come to his senses.

"Yes! I got better and better as I did what my grandfather taught me!"

"What kind of grandfather?"

"Yes, he was a strange, meat-loving old man in a broken uniform. Something tells me you're on a volcano.

It reminded me of Master Shin Tae. Of course, Master Tae likes meat.

No, he enjoys reproduction."

"Tell me more!"

Salinity rushed.

"So...."

That was a few days ago.

That day, Yun Junho decided to go deep in the mountains and open a plum blossom search for the first time in a long time.

I've been through harsh training at the Cheonmu Academy and hard training at the camp.

I felt like my body was overflowing with energy. I had a hunch it was gonna work out this time.

All

Yun Junho took the formulation of the Plum Blossom Screening with a serious face. The red sword in his sword.

It stretched out.

"Plum Blossom Road!""

"Plum salt!"

"Plum Blossoms!"

"Every flowerpot!"

As the red sword sprayed dark light, plum petals began to bloom one by one in the air. And sword dance

The higher the , the darker the plum blossoms in proportion. His face turns very funny.

It was, and now it's the limit.

"Argh!"

Finally, Yun Junho dropped the sword he was holding. His whole body is hives.

It wasn't.

It was a great development just by holding a series of sacho ceremonies. The subtle plum blossom scent and Yun Junho's eyes...

I had to frown.

"Hahahaha! Oh, my God!"

It was at that time that laughter came from behind.

"Hahaha, what a funny kid! You're so old that you have a scented knife. And urticaria...…."

Yoon Junho looked back, still hives still lingering. red spots on the face

It was a bit funny because it remained colorful with this rash.

Behind his back, he was apparently wearing worn-out clothes that were once called robes.

An old man stood.

"Who is the deceased?"

Yoon Junho asked politely. It wasn't a rude question like anyone else.

"What do you mean, the deceased? What an odd kid you are, by the way. At that age, the unique scoliosis of volcanic waves.

It's amazing to have such a strong scent at such a young age.Your achievement is mine.You're as good as anyone you've ever been to!"

"Who would you say?"

"Huhuh! It's called the Yuhwan Circle, and it's called the Plum Blossom Screening, right? as much as I do

Who's crazy about Ina's sword! He's my brother!"

Yoon Junho almost went blind. The eyeballs almost popped out of control.

"Tae... do you mean Master Tae?"

Yoon Junho's eyes were wide open. Taesabu Plum Screening Yuhwan Sword, the highest distribution of volcanic waves.

The caller appeared in front of my eyes. Besides, that outfit is worn out and worn out, but it's a shameless one.

The costume was clear.

Then the story is...…. I've heard the story of Master Taesang's love.

I was there.

'I have a sister who's mad at swords and has grown old... The name is....'

Yoon Junho asked carefully.

"Ho, is your name...…."

"Huh? You haven't told him yet? Others call me the Sword. It's not a very famous name!"

Although I insist that I am not famous, it was a name that Yoon Junho has been hard of hearing.

"I'm sorry I didn't recognize John."

Yoon Junho urgently took the lead. If it's the same distribution as Master Tae's Plum Screening voucher,

This is because he is the owner of a distribution that is too far to look at.

"Dear! Don't you know that excessive courtesy is rather proportionate? I'm here to say hello to you're welcome.

I feel itchy and itchy. More than that, I'm curious about your guy's story."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, what do you mean? Your clumsy-looking plum-blossom sword that doesn't suit the sclerosis.

That's what I's done."

Nodosa's eyes were full of excitement.

"Well... so you've been bullied for that?"

"Yes!"

Yoon Junho replied with a glum face. I felt sullen when I remembered the past. At present, of course.

It wasn't meant to be an outcast.

"Follow the king... a longing echo."

It seems that the current prosecutor did not have any experience of bullying.

"Have you ever had that experience?"

Yoon Junho was surprised. He is the chief of the Eight Swords of Wudang and a member of the Cheonhao Prosecutors' Office.

The confession that he had experienced bullying was a fresh shock to him.

The prosecutor said with a nod.

"That's what happened! People who stand out around you are always kept in check."

The gift or ability of a prefect was superior to that of his peers at the time.

The only person who showed up was his metabolism, politeness.

And in any society, there were only two ways for the exceptional to walk. respected by others

Either you're envied, or you're bullied, and you're being checked and bullied.

In the former case, politeness was respected and admired by others, and the prefectural sword became the latter case.

I was bullied. The man who did the best for him was more than that, the metabolic politeness.

All he had to do was get jealous of him, so he was selfless.

I was able to treat you comfortably.

"Those idiots who can't accept the fact that there's something better than themselves in this world.

In this case, the talented and the energetic will naturally be isolated! Those who are weak.

I can't stand the threat to myself. Because they always look down on the weaker than themselves.

Because I've been trampling. They're afraid of retribution! They're the ones who set this world up for themselves.

They think that those who are stronger than themselves will crush themselves. That's whyYou're cringing in horror. That's what happens to the social phenomenon of bullying."

"Then I..."

Yoon Junho's words did not continue until the end because the prosecutor cut them off at once.

"Then what kind of people do you think they are that bully and bully people who are weaker than you? Hey!

Why do you ask such a natural question?"

Yoon Junho put on a puzzled look and said he didn't understand at all now.

represented as

"Of course they're immature and immature. Selfishness that only cares about oneself.

A bunch of nerds who don't even know what reverse intelligence is! Not even worth the company.

Idiot and nerd without, and also premature babies. In short, you have no concept! oneself

A foolish, foolish, immature mind that doesn't even know how what's being done will affect its surroundings.

If you see people like that, laugh quietly! And if you don't like it more, you're gonna rip your ass and fire it.

It would be nice to hit him hard enough to fly. But boy! Just remember this one thing! others are immature

Phil, you're gonna be a bunch of nerds, and you're gonna be a part of that bunch of nerds.

The point is, there isn't!"

"Yes……."

Moon Junho sealed his mouth and nodded his head in silence at the dagger's long-wind.

"Naturally, the less stupid, the more stupid, the less stupid, the better for the world."

"Yes, sir!"

"What a senior! Call me Master! It sounds good, doesn't it?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Do, Sa, Nim!"

The prefectural prosecutor emphasized each word.

"Yes... Yes! Do... Master!"

Not without any qualms, but Yun Junho couldn't resist.

"The law of the world is cold, stern, and fair, and he who belittles others will someday have all its uses.

You're going to get somebody. If you don't get it in this life, even in the next life."

Junho thought he was a radical grandpa for some reason. But he was right on and off.

It was a remark that touched the heart of the late Yoon Junho.

"Originally, when you're stronger than this, you can't keep up with them,

It's supposed to fall off. I'll tell you a few ways."

The prosecutor said with both eyes shining. He looked like a child who caught an interesting playground.

It's been almost 20 days already.

After hearing the whole story, I said Yeomdo.

"Oh, so the old man taught me a lot of things. Get out of who you are.

You're telling me not to tell anyone about what I taught you?"

"Yes!"

"In a word, it's Kiyeon!"

The salinity burst into admiration. Where the f*ck is this jerk going to get a hold of himself without even though he didn't even know.

It was like Yoon Junho that he didn't even realize that he had earned it.

"Is that a delay?"

As expected, he was oblivious.

"Then did you think Kiyeon was anything?"

"I've either eaten the young altar of a 10,000-year-old creature somewhere, or fallen off a cliff and left behind by the dead of the national convention.

I thought it would be a delay to get or get……."

"Just like that!"

Immediately the salinity fist flew to Yoon Junho's head.

"Kiyeon, do you think it's something special? If you meet a strange relationship and you benefit yourself, that's what happens.

It's a kite."

Holding on to the bump sticking out over his head, Yoon Junho gazed his eyes wide open. Protect

It was a perfect look for the beholder to look foolish."Did I get a delay?'

But there was no one to answer for him. He doesn't even know if he's strong or weak.

It was Yoon Junho.

When my colleagues work their guts and minds to carve out a new frontier in infinite patience,

Where and what was Ryu-yeon doing? When he gets a sense of accomplishment in exchange for the sweat that others shed,

What have you been doing? Others are basking in joy in a wave of poignant emotion.

Where and what was Ryu-yeon doing at the time?

"Yum yum!"

Then Ryu-Yeon went to bed and was still awake. Although nature without a blanket

I fell asleep inside, but the dawn chanseul was no big deal for Ryu-Yeon. He's in a pile of snow.

He was the owner of a splendid record of three days' sleep at the site. Worried about the dawn dew and the chill of the earth.

To do so was an example of his persistent vitality and adaptability.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

When the scorching morning sun began to tickle his face, Ryu-Yeon finally opened his eyes. His behavior

I alone was overflowing with relaxation.

"Rumbling"

As soon as I woke up, I fiercely informed that the navel clock was meal time. This watch is good for everything else.

But the problem was that it was too accurate.

"Staring!"

When Ryu-yeon winked, the fruit fell from the tree. It was an apple that looked delicious. crow

It was a cheeky apology to fall off without any reason even though it didn't fly. Still blue

The fact that it is not red, although it is full of energy, did not interfere with eating.

"Well, shall we have fish for breakfast?"

Fruit was just a pre-meal warm-up.

The tree where Ryu-Yeon is located, about fifteen sheets away from them, separated from a nearby valley.

There was a kite made of stagnant water.

To eat fish dishes, you must first have fish. Fishing is the job of catching fish.

It takes a lot of labor. But there was no fishing rod anywhere in his body going fishing.

Furthermore, he lay idle, still leaning against the trunk.

All Ryu-yeon did was stare at the deep blue kite. He's settled down here.

This year has been a part of the reason why.

What is he thinking now?

For a long time Ryu-Yeon spent only looking at the lake. I'm trying to dissect a kite.

It was that kind of spirit.

"Huh!"

Then, surprisingly, a change occurred in the kite. There may be something wrong. The world is crazy.

How can this happen if you don't go berserk. It was unbelievable.

There was a ripple in the middle of the kite, and then the stagnant water spins around, and then the giant whirlpool...

Then a fish sprang out into the middle of a spiraling whirlpool.

It was as if a lake had thrown it out.

As the fish floated on the surface of the water, Ryu-yeon lifted a left finger and moved lightly.

The brain spirit slowly moved and delivered a freshly picked fish in front of his eyes. It's a new one.

A bowl of instant freshwater sashimi quickly came to fruition as the sod of my right hand glared over the fish.

All

"Of course! Thank you for the meal."

With all the kids down, we're gonna have a quick plate of sashimi to finish our breakfast.Ryu-Yeon thought he was a very nice ambassador, too.

Ryu-Yeon's hands began to play chopsticks brilliantly.

The sashimi was as fresh as a whistle.

Galhyo Peak's unstable gold.

Students at Cheonmu Academy will be trained for specialized short-term intensive reinforcement.

What's wrong with a double eyelid when you're working your way out?

He was very troubled, so he couldn't care less about anything else.

This unexpected situation has greatly changed their plans. Planed Impersonation

The important move was not reliable. Furthermore, it reveals that it is a defective product.

He lost and turned into a nuisance that caused serious trouble.

"He's dead again."

"Again?"

The thousand-year-old's face was distorted mercilessly. The man's complexion as he approached to report fell into the ink.

It was as dark as the man who came out. He noticed that his superior was extremely offended. At a time like this, he's...

I always feel life threatened at the same time. Like this, vicious, murder, three meals a day.

The role of delivering news under the person who did was rarely a good position. Life in a trifle.

It wasn't something I could do easily if I didn't have the courage to hang. He'll take pride in his work.

It was about the size.

It was already the seventh of its kind. It hurts the feelings of the boss being briefed.

There was no argument that it was terribly bad news. One good news, especially recently.

His life had already been offered, and now he's counting on the day of the memorial service.

I was in the middle of it. His five intestines had long been burned to ashes because of nervousness and tension.

Lee Chil-ho, a member of the first marriage sword squad, was trembling in his heart was trembling. Every time I report something like this, it's from a thousand years old.

It was not once or twice that the neck cooled down because of the spouting livelihood. I'm just saying it's offensive.

For one pure, ignorant, clear reason, you can cut down the water in front of you by the size of a rolling pin.

These were the world and the world.

The fear and fear in front of them were not a figure of perfection. It's just natural as a creature.

Reaction only! It was absurd to nitpick about physiological phenomena.

"I've never seen a man so much work since he mastered the secret art. Why are you so persistent...

…. I'm afraid I'll be on the rampage if you don't repeat the tactics from time to time.…. A-ing!

The thousand-year-old grumbled and put on a disapproving look. Fortunately, the 27th's...

They say they have no intention of blowing their necks out for the time being.

"If it weren't for a bloodbath!"

A thousand years old chewed it out. Jigal nodded as if he agreed.

"I can't do that! We have no right to disobey the authority of blood-crumbs!"

"Oh, I know! One of those rat-like bastards came to us with a grin.

Who would've thought you'd bring blood into something?"

If it wasn't for that, I'd kick your ass right now. I don't care about military charges.

It's a horse.

But… I dared not disobey the free authority of blood imprisonment. Order under the authority of blood imprisonment.

Now that someone has come down, he had to obey by all means.

"Is that the only way?"

It's a very unpleasant way to rely on the energy of medicine, but the spleen spleen.

I thought I had no choice but to write. Rather than leave it as it is and make it a pain in the ass,I got better. There was an unidentified guy walking around. We're going to keep them under siege.

It was almost impossible to Sooner or later, even the independents may notice.

"What a shame!"

Finally, he put his hand in his arms. I've got a weak pack in my hand. Suddenly, it'suddenly.

I thought it was, but the thousand-year-old suppressed the feeling. But this patience, after all, is worth three days.

It was nothing more than a haha.

Three days later!

The thousand-year-old had to shed tears of sorrow because of the Divine Spirit, which was blown into the air. Ten years

I worked hard on it. They didn't earn as much as they invested.

Hyo-bong ended up running wild. The Divine Spirit, which he loved, will act as a catalyst.

It was something that he didn't think of.

It was that evening when it was over the hump in the martial arts. The statue of the Southern Palace answers the question he holds.

I went to Ryu-Yeon for an answer. In order to calm myself down by complaining about what I've been up to.

It was because.

By the way, if you expect the answer or advice to come from Ryu-yeon, it's obvious.

No one can deny that it is clear that it is a mistake of the Southern Palace.

"Cowardly bastards!"

Nam Gung-sang was constantly complaining about what was so frustrating in front of Ryu-yeon. second

He looked like he couldn't hide his harmony.

"Why, because there are so many enemies?"

"Yes!"

"So it's absurd?"

"Yes, it's too cowardly. The majority are trying to take down the minority! You... cowardly bastards!"

"Are you a fool?"

Fool!

It was the final conclusion Ryu-yeon reached about the Southern Palace.

"So what are you gonna do?"

"What do you mean? You have no choice but to fight, Ambassador!"

"But why are you asking me? The results are already set in stone, but I don't have to ask myself.

Do you need confirmation of your decision?"

"……."

Namgung-san was speechless and could not answer. Ryu-yeon is in the heart of the Southern Palace, whose mouth is sealed.

I hit a nail in the coffin.

"This world is like a cute little fabric of absurdity and absurdity. In addition

It's normal for bad guys to hit a few. In fact, the general has a large number of troops during the war.

That's the degree of pathology. That's the right general. War is won or lost first.

Evil is last!

But that doesn't mean you're gonna give up here? On the face of it, the opponent has more power than you do.

Just for one reason? Can you kneel in front of them and bow your head? That's the kind of lowdown you've done.

Surrender is a good way if you can do it without hesitation! Will you?"

Ryu-Yeon retorted the question relentlessly. The Namgoong statue is an eerie man whose heart is slashed with a sword.

It was a good feeling.

"Oh, no! I'll fight to the end. Even if I die."

"Puck!"

"Cough!"

Ryu-Yeon's fist exploded on the face of the Southern Palace, which was burning with passion. Clumsy

The statue of Enamgung accepted his fist completely. The price of acceptance is to shake your teeth.

It was a tingling pain, a pain.

With a silly look, the Southern Palace looked at Ryu-Yeon with an inexplicable view.

"You fool, the purpose of the fight is to ultimately crush the enemy without mercy and to make it possible for him to survive.

It's just an excuse for the weak!"

It was such a radical opinion that I thought it was radical.

"Fake Monarchy, the E.R. Sword Dragon, the Southern Palace Award!"

"Yes!"

At Ryu-Yeon's call, Nam Gung-sang answered, tensely.

"Stay alive!"

"Yes!"

"That's all I have to say! No matter how loud you shout that the world is unreasonable, it's a reality.You can't change something. To break that absurdity, to rise, to survive, to yourself.

It's up to you. There is bound to be a loophole in any absurdity. That irrationality, irrationality, whatever the impact,

It's not strong enough not to collapse! Ask yourself how to survive. Ask your own will.

Ra! The salt management will show you the way. Never ask for my help! This is your ordeal.

It's not my ordeal!"

The statue of Namgoong lowered his head. I couldn't help but be brutally cold-hearted, but the current.

Kite was a natural attitude.

"Yes!"

Nam Gung-sang replied in a downcast voice.

"Ghost, the stars are bright!"

"I see."

What's a star when it's so serious? His mind was full of mixed feelings. Can't afford to look at the stars

The same was not left.

"It's like a silver lining in silk."

"I see."

Why does this talk about value measurement, money. Suddenly he is confused.

I'm getting tired.

"Think of Young!""

At Ryu-yeon's words, Nam Gung-sang trembled as if he had been struck by lightning. This was the decisive blow.

"It's good to cling to one value to live. According to Lim's friend, the bandit's nickname,

There's no fool in the world who dies first over a woman he likes! more than that

Do you know who the idiot is?"

"I don't know."

"That's a guy who couldn't protect a single woman he loved. That's the strength of a man.

You have to raise him!"

"Yes, Ambassador!"

Namgungsang's body trembled with the feeling of an arrow hitting his heart.

"Is there a woman who deserves the death penalty?"

Ryu-Yeon smiled broadly.

"Well... I don't care if I have or not! I'm not weak enough to put a woman in my life and death.

'Cause!'

Are you saying you have or you don't?

"Why?"

"Because I'm not going to die anyway."

Nam Gung-sang thought it was a great pride, a sky-high pride of a self-esteem clown.

It turned out that Ryu-Yeon's face was calm and relaxed.

Looking at his face, I had a strange feeling that everything would work out. The statue of the Southern Palace is the head.

I looked up at the stars in the night sky. It was a subtle beauty that seemed to be mesmerized.

I felt like I was looking at the sea of stars. Hope rose in his heart, too, in the image of the Southern Palace. As much as the first time

He was not pessimistic.

"I'm going to be busy again from tomorrow."

"Yes!"

I never forgot the beauty of the stars that day. If you look around the world, it's really uncooperative.

There's a lot of lee. They constantly disturb our vision. What are we in a world like this?

Do we have to do this?

Even the deep sea of stars like the abyss did not leave him an answer.

An in-depth study of how to attract women's attention.

"Whoa!"

Ryu-yeon sighed with a troubled face.

"Phew!"

He looked at the moon and the stars alternately as if he had great worries.

"What do you want me to do?"

"What do you mean?"

It was uncomfortable to watch his untimely serious face salivating. It's totally out of character.

Because it was.

I'd rather have my eyes pulled out than watch Ryu-Yeon suffer.

It was a salinity that even had a high level of radical thoughts. If you have any concerns, listen to them quickly and solve them quickly.It was rather comfortable to be around.

If you do something that doesn't make sense again, you will be the only one who fails.

"What can I do to make my relationship with a woman more advanced?"

"Yeah?"

As soon as I listened to Ryu-Yeon, my shoulders were full of strength. Why do you look so distressed?

I didn't know it was just a question of how to date.

It was a strong salinity that felt like it was lost for nothing.

'I was worried about this guy because I was crazy...….'

It was an obvious mistake of his own. Even a human being who doesn't need to worry about others.

He forgot for a moment that there are sometimes people who are dumbfounded.

When it comes to dating, it was a mistake to ask Yeomdo, who was in the middle of a blank paper, or an empty pot of drought, about dating.

C. People have specialties that have developed their own specialties. When you think about it like this, it's like...

For Doe, dating was the most vulnerable area.

"Well, why don't we provoke sympathy?"

It was an attempt to tell the uncertainty of knowledge that was picked up one day on a subject of uncertainty.

"Pity? What's that?"

Ryu-Yeon asked back with a strange look on his face that he had never seen before.

"What do you mean? The pitiful heart of the weak is the foot of compassion.

I can!"

"Do you actually have that feeling?"

"Yeah?"

Salinity looked at Ryu-Yeon with a face containing a strong claim that what is that nonsense?

"Wasn't the weak just laughing at you?"

He looked very surprised. Salinity looks at Ryu-Yeon in a daze.

I did

"Is that true?'

It was a matter that should be considered at least once.

"I'm sure that's what the master said to me……."

Still, Ryu-Yeon couldn't get rid of his puzzled look.

"Hmmm… evokes sympathy……. What should I do?"

"First of all, we have to be weak!"

The salinity replied bluntly.

"It's a tough spell!"

The need to weaken seemed to be a very difficult spell for him.

"What kind of concept is weak?"

Ryu-Yeon asked seriously.

"Well, that's a tough question to answer."

I can't tell you exactly what it feels like, because the salinity is far from weak.

It was.

Like a Buddhist monk who caught the topic of conversation, the two fell into agony.