Book 11 Chapter - 7

Obviously her mouth was smiling. Again, he did something he didn't recognize without knowing it.

"Why does this always happen when I'm with him?"

It was still a homework for her. For a moment, the conversation was cut off and a river of silence flowed between the two.

I think the current situation is very awkward.

Ryu-Yeon felt the need to change the subject as soon as possible. May his wind reach the sky!

"What's wrong with you?" Clear the way!"

It was a beautiful voice as if the beads were rolling. The eyes of the two turned to the epicenter of beauty.

Ryu-Yeon and Na-Yerin looked forward and there was a commotion in the middle of the stretch.

I'm sure I've heard that voice a lot somewhere.

"Who is it?"

"Why are you refusing to have a chat with me for a while?"

"What's wrong with you?" Let me go!"

He shook off the man's hand trying to grab his wrist.

The woman was definitely expressing rejection, but the men did not pretend to hear it, perhaps because she had earwax in her ears.

"What are you pulling back on?" I'm not trying to do anything bad to you. So you don't have to be too vigilant.

We're not bad people!"

It was a cliche used by bad people all the time. One of the men next to me helped.

"We are all descendants of the eight generations, and we will never be together to see the sun.

Why don't you have a little tea and have a little chat?"

The family was not in the women's examination. Something tells me this man is completely mistaken.

"Relieved, I'm not trying to do anything bad!"

It has always been the sound of rapists and felons.

Would the world have been this rough if they had said so?"

"Son of Confucius, please stop. My lady is in trouble."

The woman's horseman stepped forward and tried to stop the men.

"Don't step up to the bottom! How cheeky!"

A young man dressed in white silk shouted at the horseman.

He looked at me like, "How dare you go out of your way!"

It was the eyes of those who didn't learn to respect me.

The horseman's face, which seemed to be embarrassed a little while ago, hardened for a moment and his eyes shone a cold glow."What, what?" How dare you come at me?"

The white man, who was stunned by the horseman's glow, realized his mistake and was furious.

An unknown unpleasantness has constrained his heart.

The horseman tried to step forward, emitting an increasingly cold chill, but the woman's hand blocked him.

The woman shook her head.

The coachman gave a look of protest. But the woman's will was adamant.

Because welcome faces came into her sight.

Na-Yerin's eyebrows were slightly frowned upon.

Several men were so-called "snitches" at a woman.

Looking at the appearance of the men who were squeamish, it seemed that they were not ordinary gangsters.

The expensive-looking dagger on their waist clearly showed that they were Murim.

And the over-the-top silky clothes that wrap their whole body around them, they're pretty good.

I meant to be the child of the family.

"I'm sure they're Murim's children, but they're rude.…."

Na-Yerin raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes." Oh, no!"

Ryu-Yeon was furious when she saw her eyebrows slightly frowned

"The Jade Emperor or the King of the Underworld, I will destroy the first place in a fresh way."

It was unexpected that the time would come for him to fulfill his promise so soon.

Ryu-Yeon apparently intended to carry out the promise in practice.

He strode forward.

"Get rid of your dirty hands. It's a nuisance to you!"

"What's wrong with you?"

It was the lines of the villains who were scabbed in their ears, so I couldn't feel the novelty at all.

What about the "uh" buzzer?

Ryu-Yeon's eyes were wide open (although not visible to others). The surprise was the same for Na-Yerin.

The surprise of the two was even greater because they didn't expect to meet here.

"Oh, my God!"

The woman, the protagonist of the beauty that discovered the two, and the protagonist of the unfortunate current situation, was delighted to find them.

"RYUYEON, Yerin!"

She was a quartet of silver eggs.

One of the basic needs of most men of all ages, East and West, is to flirt with beauty.

No, it's a thoroughly instinctive action.

In particular, the more rough and rough men are, the more serious the symptoms are.

There was no way that a bunch of hoodlums would stand still over their eyes' rolling beauty.

If anyone thought so, it would be a delusion that overestimated the patience of a bunch of bums.

But then I saw some pretty richly dressed potteries surrounding her.

They were probably the final winners of this competition.

"Oh, you cheeky bastard! Don't you even see these bodies in your eyes?"

When their existence was ignored for a long time by ordinary inquiries of regards, they couldn't stand it and shouted.

"No omg.

Knock knock.

Ryu-Yeon's head slowly returned with an unpleasant sound.

It was almost as if the rusted door was ringing.

"What a spoiled muzzle you are you? I need to teach you a little manners."

Ryu-yeon had a big smile on his mouth.

"Does he know who we are and dare you to play around?"

A young man in white silk with colorful embroidery stepped forward with a look of displeasure.

A moment ago, Eun Seol-ran was rude towards the horseman. He was the one who swore.This gang of miscreants had five pages in total.

Looking at that arrogant face, it seemed to be the descendants of the Murimsega.

Ryu-Yeon, who skimmed up and down their faces, replied.

"Looking at his bones, he's confused that the power of his family and background is his own power, even though he doesn't have to brag about it's his own power.

I'm sure it's a bunch of nerds."

But what about it?" This is all Ryu-Yeon had to say.

"You... you son of a b*tc*! That... that insulting remark!"

Five people's faces blushed out of control at Ryu-Yeon's poignant words.

But their bark was nothing more than an east wind in Ryu-Yeon's ear.

"You can't move on!"

"Get down on your knees and apologize until your forehead breaks! Otherwise it won't be fun today."

Five of them let out a cry of anger, no matter what.

"Huh! It must be a world where telling the truth is considered an insult. It's not until the world is this harsh. Tsk tsk tsk."

Ryu-Yeon did not care about the livid fury of the five.

Where is someone's dog barking? That's the attitude.

The nonchalant figure poured oil on the burning anger of the young masters.

But Ryu-Yeon's attitude was that a crazy dog had nothing to do with him, whether he was mad or mad.

"Huh?"

Then, as if he had thought of something, Ryu-yeon's fingers suddenly counted the heads of men.

"By the way…, one, two, three, four, five!"

I wanted to count any more, but I had no head to count. Ryu-yeon's head tilted.

Judging from his mysterious expression, he seemed to have met a difficult problem that he could not solve.

No matter how many times I count, there are only five. If I count to eight, I'll need the other three."

Where are the other three?"

It was Ryu-Yeon, who treated subhuman livestock without hesitation. He most hated the way unqualified people were acting up.

"This... this guy...…."

Finally, five, or five, of the anger exploded.

"We're enough to tear a Neno to death."

Chaeyoung!

"It's a duel!"

The white man standing in the middle shouted, pulling out a sword.

Suddenly a chill came out of Ryu-Yeon's covered eyes.

The young white man was stunned by the sudden cold snap.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

A curious voice burst out of five people at the same time.

"Why are you kidding me?"

A young man of rust tapped the shoulder of the young man Hwang Ui-young next to him and said.

"Hahaha... why did you do that?"

Hwang Ui-young smiled awkwardly and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, what about you?"

The white man next to him tapped him on the back together.

"People are mischievous, hahaha!"

Hwang Ui-young tapped the shoulders of both men at the same time.

Their mouths were smiling incessantly now, but their faces were not smiling but stiff.

A while ago, with Ryu-Yeon's laugh, a sharp example radiated from his entire body.

They were forced to take three steps back from where they were.

But they couldn't figure out why they took three steps back.

"Laughing, laughing!"

Suddenly Ryu-Yeon giggles about what's so funny.

Na-Yerin could intuitively sense that Ryu-Yeon was furious.

Ryu-Yeon always smiles that way when he's really upset.What upsets him, it's said over and over again, but it's a terrible jaeying.

"How dare you pull out a sword! Will you be able to bear the weight on the edge of the sword?"

What about you, resting on the halo of the family halo?"

There was a fishy laugh.

"Ugh……"

The white man was dumbfounded.

"Ryuyeon, stop. It looks like Namgung Sega's mother. It's not good to cause any more quarrels."

Na-Yerin recognized the markings embroidered on the young white man's clothes and dried Ryu-Yeon.

But it was rather counterproductive.

"Poot! Hahaha!"

Unable to resist, Ryu-yeon burst into laughter.

"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk,

Have you heard the name of Namgoongsang?"

At the moment, the young man's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Does it make you feel nervous? The trembling of the sword was evidence that he was still too immature.

"How do you know him?" He is my cousin and one of my most respected."

The young man's name is Namgoongho!

Namgung Sang was the most respected and wanted to resemble his family's peers.

Of course Ryu-Yeon couldn't understand the young man's feelings at all.

Ryu-yeon looked at Namgung Lake in a high-handed manner.

"Lol, it turns out you're a loser. Well, is this a struggle to show the profligacy of the underdog in its own way?"

Being like this at that age was the same story as failing the Cheonmu Academy exam.

There was only one person who appeared when he heard what he didn't want to hear the most.

"I'm going to kill you."

Namgoong-ho rushed in with rage. His sword sprinkled a flash of light. But Ryu-Yeon didn't budge an eyebrow.

Ryu-Yeon was absolutely dumbfounded.

And frankly, it was ridiculous.

"I can't believe you're picking a fight with me.That's a good nerve, but how dare you go at an egg that hasn't hatched yet?"

Three thousand more years of training!"

Ryu-yeon put on a nice smile. What a cutie pie they are! To the point where I want to step on it with my feet!

"Oh, come on to me when the sword, body and mind are playing separately." What a swell."

Nam Gung-ho's performance was hopeless, as Ryu-yeon said he was Hanshin.

But that's not what Ryu-Yeon looks like in the eyes of others.

Ryu-yeon sneaked sideways, avoiding the sword from the Namgung Lake, and walked slightly on his legs.

Then he fell to the ground without a moment to balance.

Namgung Lake had to swallow a handful of sand in his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, how can you be out of control just by crossing your legs...…."

Ryu-Yeon clicked his tongue like it was pathetic. It was pathetic that he was hanging out with me.

"I think it's meant to be, so as a senior in life, I'll teach you a lesson. Kang Ho's bitter lessons and iron rules!"

Ryu-Yeon exclaimed curiously.

"If you're not strong, you're dead! This is Kang Ho's ironclad rule.

Keep in mind that sometimes the family background doesn't even bother you.

If you don't want to experience what it means to scream love in person."

Ryu-Yeon said, looking down at the Namgung Lake, which is sprawling like a frog.

Namgung Lake heated up as if his whole body was burned in shame.

"Yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi!"

Another eight generations indignant at the disappearance of their colleagues were angry that Ryu-yeon'sHe stabbed the sword fair and square while his eyes were turned.

He was also a direct descendant of Zhugezer, one of the eight greats.

He seemed to be the owner of a hairy conscience who didn't care about cowardice.

But you don't have to have eyes to see everything.

People could feel things as much as they could without relying on their eyes depending on whether or not they were trained.

The sound of the wind, the vibration of the air, the cold sea, and all this information that exists in the natural world.

I kindly taught Ryu-yeon which direction the sword flies.

Ryu-Yeon turned slightly and they all tore in vain. It was a very immature sword stroke.

And with a slight slit on the wrist, the zebra shed its sword to shame.

"What is this?" It's not even the basics!"

Ryu-Yeon never forgot to punch him in the stomach while he was dumbfounded. It was only the beginning.

When the two were quickly beaten, the other three rushed in unison without having time to think about saving face.

One with a sword, the other with a road, and the other with a fist.

"What a coward."

Na-Yerin nodded slightly at Eun's words.

Various considerations were being given by a man at this time about how to spread people.

Ryu-Yeon struggled with hands and feet several more times, saying, "How to do it is calm, right, and toothless sprawl."

I started to study accreditation.

When Namgoongho and Jegalmu failed to swing the sword properly and fell helplessly, the young masters were honored, ashamed, and ashamed.

There was no need to worry about the research materials because they ran toward Ryu-Yeon in unison.

"Is this it?"

As Ryu-yeon fiddled with him, the head of Hwang Ui-jin, who fiercely threw out his rival, turned his head.

The human body drew 10,000 characters.

His family recognized his ability as a direct descendant of Noeun Jinju, who was known for his martial arts.

It was nothing but a toy in Ryu-Yeon's hand.

Puck!

Flap!

When Ryu-yeon kicked once, he swung the doe to cut his leg in half.

Paeng Yeon-woo of Ha Buk-fang grabbed his belly and circled in the air.

"Or is it something like this?"

Puck!

Polite Seung-woo, a direct descendant of the polite Sega, put his face on the ground.

"No! This could happen. There's no need to tie thinking to boring prejudices and stereotypes."

Ryu-yeon's hands were busy moving.

Boom boom!

Crunch!

"Argh!"

"Stop! Please...…."

In the meantime, screams continued to burst out.

But Ryu-Yeon showed indifferently closing her ears and concentrating on her job.

Who said that a man who is absorbed in one is beautiful."

That was a very metaphysical attitude. It was a high-level figure that no one dared to accomplish.

I even felt mysterious that people and people could intertwine to create such a strange shape.

I can't believe you're so complicated, you don't break a single piece of human foot and hand.

People were even in awe of the fact that humans could do this.

But Ryu-Yeon didn't seem to be satisfied.

"What shape does it have to be to be true sprawl?" "How can we clearly see the difference between a fall and a fall?

Ryu-Yeon's agony continued.

"It's hard, it's hard!"

Mu-yeon murmured softly, like a meditating monk, preoccupied with esoteric and profound contemplation.

At that time, the so-called Namgungho, who was scattered, felt like crying.He was so unhappy. Today, the misfortune that should have been shared calmly throughout his entire life,

As if they were coming all at once.

The smell of fragrant fruit and Namgoongho lost consciousness as they were thrown into a fruit box.

"What's going on...…"

Namgung-san asked, looking at the huge mess around.

Mo Yong-hwi was also looking at Ryu-yeon's work with a ridiculous expression.

Finding Ryu-Yeon was very simple.

As soon as he came out of the glass, he had to move to the most noisy place.

"What are you doing now…Are you a god?"

Namgung-sang asked with worried eyes. There was nothing to be gained by causing such a commotion.

"Yes, I" was here for a while, working on the rescue.

As always, noble actions that save people's lives seem to be very difficult and cumbersome."

Ryu-Yeon said, pretending to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Excuse me, that little horse...Is it bitter?"

Namgung Sang's hand pointed to Eunseolan and demanded an explanation. He knew exactly who she was.

Just couldn't figure out why she was here.

Ryu-yeon shook his head slowly.

"No, all I've got is eggs lying all over the floor over there."

"Yes." What do you mean...…?"

"Literally, I saved the young lives of today's portraits. Don't you think, Grandpa?"

The place where Ryu-Yeon turned his head suddenly was an old horseman who was just stopping the squirming young masters.

At first, the old man seemed to be taken aback by this unexpected question.

He burst into laughter soon.

"Hahaha, what would a little horseman like a little man know? By the way, thank you for your help, Confucius!"

"Yes." Then let's just say yes."

At Ryu-Yeon's laughable reply, Eun-Sullan looked at him with a strange look.

"What the hell did this old horseman do?"

Namgung Sang-sang was still unable to understand how the current situation was going.

Dozens of white-letter signs danced in his head.

Then a young man burying his face in the fruits of the fruit store over there rose up.

No one knew since when he was stuck there.

His snow-white white robe was dyed in various colors by crushed fruits.

He's barely awake, turning his head around, touching his body.

The joints of my whole body seemed to be sore.

The young man, frowning in hellish pain, looks around.

He found a face he knew and came up with a smile.

To his eyes he would have looked like a savior.

"Tongue, brother!"

His voice calling the statue of the Southern Palace was pitiful, and his face was too flamboyant to be normal.

"No, you're not the second oldest father's number two! How do you look like that?"

Encouraged by Nam Gung-sang's worried questions, Nam Gung-ho pointed his finger at Ryu-yeon and shouted.

I sincerely hope you get revenge.

"So he's...…."

Puck!

Namgoong Lake, who managed to come to his senses in hellish pain, was once again silent on the gentle and appropriate measures of Namgoongsang.

"Don't tell me... you didn't hear me?"

Looking at Ryu-Yeon quickly, he seemed busy talking with Eun Seol-ran with Mo Yong-hwi.Successful"

[What happened?]

At that very moment, Nam Gung-sang was surprised as if he had seen a ghost, a voice that hit his ear.

[Yes] Hahaha, everything's fine. No! Of course, I'm telling you]

Surprised, Namgung-sang made excuses with all his heart.

"Really?"

Only then could the Namgung statue breathe a sigh of relief when the turned head of the ambassador's brother was restored to its original state.

"Phew!"

The rapid action of Namgungsang, who saved his cousin from the crisis of his life, deserves praise.

Of course, Nam Gung Ho couldn't understand.

Mo Yong-hwi and Eun Seol-ran reunite

-Strongest attack on the ground

"Eun Sozer, but how do you get here?"

Mo Yong-hwi asked in a voice full of suspicion.

"Oh, my God, what a coincidence!"

Eun Seol-ran replied with a big smile. Mo Yong-hwi, who asked questions with a straight face, smiled so brightly that he felt embarrassed.

Whenever he sees that smile, Mo Yong-hwi wonders if she is the woman of Heukdo Island.

And he made me reflect on whether he was too narrow to define the entire island as evil.

And crucially, it's hard to find a match for someone of the same age.

The fact was that the committee for recruiting the Chiljeol Prosecutors' Office was also infinitely weak in that smile.

Eun's smile seemed to contain poison that embarrassed Mo Yong-hwi.

"Wow, what a coincidence."

I wanted to shout out, "No way!" but I dared not speak out in front of her smiling and innocent smile.

"What brings you here...…?"

It was the same question, but this time it was also a double question that meant, "Please answer me properly, not joking around."

"I'm on a vacation, so I'm on a trip. When traveling, roads often overlap.

I think that's the perfect opportunity to make friends."

I heard that volcanoes are a good place to visit because there are many famous places to visit."

N'Sullan was still emphasizing "accidental encounters".

"That's right. There's nothing like a trip with a congenial companion."

The old horseman stepped in and said a word.

"Don't tell me...…?"

Mo Yong-hwi had to stutter when he couldn't think of the words to follow. Eun Seol-ran nodded slowly.

"Well, are you sure you want to accompany us?"

Mo Yong-hwi was so embarrassed that he raised his voice.

"Can't you?"

Eun Seol-ran looked at Mo Yong-hwi with tears in her eyes like that of Heuk Yoseok.

One of the most fearsome ultimate techniques in the world was beauty.

In particular, the effect of using this technology by a super-beautiful woman with a silver tongue was simply tremendous.

"Prayon Confucius!"

Mo Yong-hwi's beautiful face turned red like autumn leaves in the pitiful voice that touched his heart.

A model student, an ice cube, or a moyonghwi called a woodcutter, shining like his sparkling deer eyes.

I had no choice but to kneel in my eyes.

Any further refusal was rejected by reason and instinct.

"Seo, do you think I want to go with myself?"

Mo Yong-hwi shook his head with a ridiculous thought that suddenly occurred to him.

"No, let me ask Mr. Roh."

It was the complete defeat of the Chiljeolshin sword, the giraffe of the current Murim.

"Excellent!"

Ryu-Yeon nodded in admiration.

"Good for you! A pretty lady comes to cheer for you."

Mo Yong-hwi was very embarrassed when Salinity spoke with his mouth shut.

"Well, that's a misunderstanding."

The handsome, neat young man was visibly bewildered.

"What kind of misunderstanding?" "What kind of misunderstanding is that when the evidence is standing right in front of you?"Mo Yong-hwi was increasingly embarrassed. It was not as comfortable as standing on a thorny path.

I've never had such an uncomfortable seat in my life.

"What do you want me to do?"

Instead of embarrassed Mo Yong-hwi, Namgung-sang asked Yeomdo. It was a look of opinion, permission and consent.

Yumdo suddenly wanted to punch the statue of Namgoong.

You're pushing yourself to make a decision with your eyes!

In other words, it means, "I don't want to be responsible for this, so please judge and take responsibility for all the responsibilities."

The statue of the Southern Palace, which made it difficult and difficult to make, was very reprehensible.

The committee, which was cheering for the palace, was also dissatisfied.

However, there were too many eyes around him to impose punishment on him.

"Let's see, you punk!" he said with a grudge against Namgoongsang.

So no one would have known that the amount of training required to be performed tomorrow was doubled by this time.

And none of the operatives noticed that.

"So this black island lady, who has a job to do with the volcano, wants to make sure that she doesn't get exposed to the environmental threats around her.

You want to travel with us? "Did I sum it up properly?"

Looking at Mo Yong-hwi, Salinity asked.

"That's right."

Mo Yong-hwi nodded.

"So this lady from Macheongak wants to go to the volcano with us who are going to play a match with the girls from Macheongak, right?"

"You're right."

The faces of Mo Yong-hwi and Nam Gung-sang have hardened a little.

"Are you guys crazy, are you out of your mind, are you talking nonsense?" Do you want me to rip your mouth?"

I'm sure he wouldn't hesitate to say so. Now, however, many variables were at work.

First of all, Eun Seol-ran was beautiful enough to be one of the beauties of Heukdo history.

"But she's still a beauty...…."

There were too many things on my mind to refuse blindly.

Once he was a man, he was obliged to protect beauty in the most male chauvinistic and patriarchal way of thinking.

Salinity made the most rational and rational judgment.

"Well, let's go together. But it doesn't mean that there are two sides of the sky.

Yeah, it's not a big sin, but you don't have to worry about it." And it's so pretty!"

It was a very general and universal theory and reason for its use everywhere, regardless of east and west.

No one would contradict this explanation, which is so logical and reasonable.

"Yes! I allow you to do so."

"Argh, sir!"

Eun Seol-ran ran to and hugged Yum-do. It was an unexpected act that no one expected.

"No, well…, I must…You don't have to do this.…."

Yeomdo's embarrassment, awkwardness, and shyness were unexpected.

But it was a face that I didn't hate. It would be fair to say that he is rather pleased.

"Snob!"

There was a low voice from the women's officers, but no one cared.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it was deliberately ignored.

Thus, the 54-member delegation to Cheonmu Hakgwan increased to 56 by adding Gil and the horseman.

"And that wagon out there is a sozer carriage?"

Binggum's seat was located on the second floor of Sunpyeongru on the railing side with an outside view, so he could see clearly outside.

Unlike the salinity of speaking to Eun-seol-ran recklessly, Binggum, who thought he was dignified, politely used honorifics.Even so, Eun Seol-ran is a representative inspector of the Black Heaven Alliance.

In the first place, it was absurd to treat ordinary officials as if they were doing it.

But it seemed that Binggum himself was the only one who cared about the fact.

"That's a good bacha."

"Thank you."

"And the more I look at her, the more I see her, the more I see her."

"Oh, my God, what's so great about a normal girl like me?" Ho-ho-ho.

Nowadays, the usage of the word "normal" seems to have changed significantly.

Binggum glanced at the elder sitting on the horse's back and said.

"No, never. The owner of a wagon driven by such an extraordinary horseman cannot be ordinary."

That's a lot of language."

At the moment, the horseman's body shrank as if he was nervous, but Binggum seemed to have not noticed it because he was looking at Eun-seol-ran.

"Oh, I'm flattered. Even if a horseman is great, he just has the ability to drive a wagon.

Well, it's hard to get a horseman as good as I am.