Book 11 Chapter - 11

Cuckuckuckuckuckoo!

The sound of the earth vibrated the air lightly.

Towards the source of the sound, she saw a cloud of dust running from the far mountain to here.

"You must be coming back now."

Ryu-yeon turned his head and looked at the source of his mysteriously beautiful voice. It was Na-Yerin.

"What a weird thing! I can't believe Yerin came first!"

Ryu-Yeon said with a smile of joy. To be honest, he was delighted now.

It's never been like that before.

Na-Yerin then rushed to divert the fire.

"Will he succeed this time?"

Na-Yerin asked in a sorry voice. The marquis were lucky to be able to receive her concerns.

Now it was a group of people who ran furiously towards both Ryu-Yeon and Na-Yerin.

However, dust clouds were divided into two lines.

It started with 16 people, and now it's almost 30 people, one by one.

The speed difference between the skillful and the inexperienced is divided into two groups.

There were 20 of these leading groups, 16 of which were operatives. It was them who were tired of running now.

Those belonging to the leading group flashed past the two like war horses.

A huge ball of wind passed by the two, creating a gale.

The first prize was the Namgoong Award. He saved the face of the mastermind.

It was a statue of Namgung, which has become stronger and stronger without even realizing it.

I don't think he's making much of himself.

"Gasp! Gasp!

Arriving on the verge of collapse, Namgung-san gasped and looked at the incense burner urgently.

"Seo, is it a success?"

Not only the statue of the Namgung, but dozens of sigans that followed, headed for Hyangdae.

The incense was still burning and burning well.

The remaining scents were one, two and a half.

"Wow!"

There was a shout.

I felt like I was going to cry. They have finally won the battle against themselves and against nature and salinity.I felt like I was going to cry because of the emotion.

That much, salinity training was difficult.

"Hmmm……"

Salinity looked at his disciples, who were on the verge of collapsing, mixed with fatigue, joy and joy.

His cheeks were twitching.

"Is he forcing himself to refrain from his joy?" Yeomdo, who looked at Hyangdae and his students alternately, said indifferently.

"Now you're a little faster. I think I've just got out of the way."

It was a harsh remark. Suddenly, it became quiet as if it had poured cold water around it.

"…but I'll give you a compliment. Well done!"

Is this compliment so hard?" He quickly turned his head away.

It was because he felt like he would burst into laughter without any hesitation if he looked any further.

"Wow, you did it! We did it! We did it!"

The operatives embraced each other and celebrated themselves. Now you don't have to beat your heart to burst again.

It was successful in making a round trip to the settlement of the mountain far away even before the three incense poles were burned.

During their journey to the volcano, they had to keep running whenever they saw a mountain from afar.

Strengthening physical strength and improving internal strength were the reasons.

None of the mountains that Salinity chose was easy. It's been a series of failures all along the way.

When he climbed to the top, he exhausted his strength and lacked the strength to the top.

But no renunciation was allowed. The challenge continued. And they were successful in the end.

When the marquis won a bloody battle and sang a high victory song, they were delighted.

There was a man who crept up and disappeared to the far side of the forest.

But no one cared about the fact that he disappeared because no one cared about him.

Except for one person.

Where's he going?"

Ryu-yeon's eyes did not miss the fact. He was Yoon Junho, teased by people around him as a coward.

another reunion

-For the sake of the Seven Sword

"Whoo...…."

Yoon Junho, who came into the forest alone, said everything he had in his heart.

As if to spit out something heavy, he sighed.

It was a habit he hasn't fixed yet. Ryu-yeon, Hyorong, and Jang Song joined forces to fix it.

It seemed that the three-year-old's habit did not go to eighty for nothing.

"I still have a long way to go, a long way to go! I wonder if I'll ever be able to do well." To the honor of the Chunmu Academy, who will not be the one?

Can I do it well so that it doesn't crack, it doesn't stain?"

If Ryu-Yeon had seen it, he would have scolded her for being stuck in a hole.

You can expect much more positive effects from discussing it with someone you can trust.

It was awkward to discuss with others because they were teased and bullied as a coward.

His troubles have deepened these days. When you encountered Marangchae, a green chongchae, in Daehongsan Mountain, and were surrounded by 3,000 green chongnimdos,

He succumbed to fear again.

Because of the tension that constricts the heart and the fear of tearing the lungs, he was unable to properly understand the situation around him.

I couldn't even remember any of the stories Ryu-Yeon and the impossible-to-name coppery jang-han shared.

It was because he lost his composure due to tension, fear, and fear. As such, his senses have become dull and his vision has become narrower.

If an all-out war broke out, he would be dead and probably wallowing in the Great Red Mountains.Yun Junho hated himself for being frightened by fear again.

"Lowering!"

I swung my sword around in frustration. A windstorm swept the forest like the wind.

In fact, he was weak in practice, but his sword was impeccable when practicing.

The sword cut the trees across.

Boom!

Then suddenly something fell from the tree. It was a dark red mass.

"What, what?"

Yoon Junho was startled and pouty.

"Growl!"

A groan came out of the black and red mass. It was a man who dyed his whole body red with blood.

However, he still seemed to have energy to raise his body.

But even one movement to lift up the body seemed extremely difficult to Yun Junho's eyes.

"Oh, no, you!"

Yoon Junho's eyes opened wide. He had seen this surprisingly ordinary-faced middle-aged man whose whole body was dyed red not long ago.

He was Gunja Small Prosecutor's Lee Dong-hak, the owner of the Black Rangchae debt.

"No! All... you!"

Lee Dong-hak's eyes have also grown along with him.

"Who?"

Lee Dong-hak asked back with a voice saying, "Why are you pretending to know when I've never seen him before?"

Yoon Junho was not recognized in his memory because he had so little presence.

And now he was suffering from pain spreading all over his body. It reminds me of Yoon Junho's face.

I couldn't afford to use up my mind.

Yoon Junho felt like the strength of his shoulder was slipping away.

"I'm Yoon Junho from Cheonmu Hakgwan. What happened to the wound?"

"Ah!"

However, Lee could not afford to say hello again.

"Get out of the way!"

cried Lee Dong-hak in an urgent voice.

What's wrong with you?"

It was a silly question in this situation.

Transfer studies have managed to escape from the egregious chase that continues to cling to them and run away all the way here.

All the way to the gun house was blocked. That's why I had no choice but to take a detour, but I was found to be long-term. He looked hard at Yoon Junho.

Yoon Junho recoiled at the strong gaze.

"The scary one is following you. You're gonna have to get out of here. I'll lure him in."

But Yoon Junho did not move.

"You can't fight with that body, can you?"

At a glance, there was too much bleeding. It was a miracle that he was still so energetic.

Maybe it's the power of will.

The body was already a mess not only in the shell but also inside.

"I don't care! Just tell me one news.

The Black Ranch was attacked and killed by an unidentified group."

It was already known. And that's why I've seen the insistence of an exciting idiot rich man.

"I know. I've been framed for him."

Lee Dong-hak became a surprised face, but soon hardened.

He sensed a life approaching him at a rapid pace.

"Anyways, get the hell out of here! They're like envoys to hell! We don't have time!"

Blood spills remained all over Lee's face, making it even more terrible.

His face, gripped by fatigue and pain, was exhausted. There was also a lot of bleeding.

"We can't leave the wounded behind."

Yun Junho protested.

"Don't be so hard on me. It's not your job to handle."

Lee Dong-hak raised his voice. In his eyes, this young man seemed too reckless.

"You can't do that.""You don't look very good, and you look weak, and you're useless."

Do you want to die like a dog?" Get out of here!"

"I can't do that!"

Yoon Junho shouted.

"Oh, my God, you're so stubborn. Hurry up and go!"

The men who followed, sprinkling a thick live, felt nearby. Lee Song-hak hurriedly pulled out his sword and held it in his hand.

"How many more times can I swing this?"

Transfer studies slowly came to want to resign everything. Because I was so tired while being chased.

But his pride was too strong to be in vain like this.

"Go ahead!"

His voice was filled with urgency. Now the living was just around the corner. I didn't even know it was too late.

"No, I'm not a coward."

cried Yun Junho, seizingly. At that moment, the whole body of Yoon Junho was filled with thrill. He shouted to himself.

"Yes, I am not a coward! I'm a student of the Volcano faction and I'm a member of the Cheonmu Academy delegation! I'm strong!

I'm not weak. I'm not a coward!"

Yoon Junho pulled out the sword. The shaking, agitation, and fear in his eyes disappeared, and his fiery will burned.

"Huh, there you are!"

A low voice. A low voice. And with him, five masked men appeared in front of the two.

It was the eighth group of the Twelfth Blood Horse Brigade who had been chasing Lee Dong-hak to this far this point.

"That's it!"

Transfer studies lamented inwardly. There was no power left to endure any longer.

It has been a long time since the power was exhausted to the bottom of the well due to the rough journey of blood coming all the way here.

"Huh?"

The 8th group members frowned lightly when they saw one more person other than their goal.

They looked into each other's eyes and exchanged views. Coordination of opinion took place in the blink of an eye.

In this case, of course, it was murder destruction. Anyone who saw their faces could never be saved.

"Think you were unlucky!"

Snarl!

The five members of the blood horse pulled a do from behind the waist in unison.

It was an ominous province with a black god like death. They posed to hunt for food, holding the province as a reciprocal.

Sweat oopped out of Yoon Junho's hand holding the sword.

"Gasp"

Yoon Junho is freaking out. Their cutting method was beyond normal practice.

Because he's never been in a counter-measure before.

Their scheming was even more unfamiliar. The black walkers' scheming was very vicious and also insidious.

Therefore, it was very difficult to grasp the trajectory.

Hurry up!

A lightning attack from a blood horseman cut his gas long.

However, he quickly ducked back and only cut himself.

However, as the cold chill touched the skin, unconscious fear rose. There seemed to be a lack of performance yet.

But the black man was amazed that his blow with the black ligament missed him.

I definitely thought I cut myself right, but I failed.

He soon came to the conclusion that Yoon Junho was not an ordinary bet.

So I thought I'd take my breath away in a more obvious way.

He winked at his colleague next to him. Then two colleagues signaled that they knew.

As his signal fell again, three people leaped toward Yoon Junho at the same time.

The black god breathed the scent of death out of their hands.

Yoon Junho, who hurriedly used the twenty-four plum-blossom technique to steal the black righteous man's heart.He quickly turned around and scratched his right hand from bottom to top, leading to a black righteous man on the right.

Chaeyoung!

"Gasp!"

Yoon Junho screamed inside. His own sword was blocked by the right black righteous man.

His facade was completely unprotected.

The counterweight of the black righteous man in front of him shone black. Yoon Junho closed his eyes tightly.

Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng!

No matter how long I waited, I couldn't feel the touch of the envoy.

Yoon Junho, who felt death in the closest proximity a little while ago,

He opened his eyes and looked at whether he was in the underworld or in the present world.

The blacks were five sheets away from themselves.

Everyone was clenching their hands, but Yoon Junho couldn't understand why and when they stepped back there.

"Did you have fun?"

It was none other than Ryu-Yeon who appeared in front of Yoon Junho with his voice ringing in his ears. Fallen leaves swirled around his new model.

"Tsk, tsk, it's a long way off. You're so embarrassed by someone who's weaker than you!"

Ryu-Yeon kicked his tongue and said, looking at Yoon Junho, who was showing signs of blood with a cut front.

"What are you doing with the little girls?"

"Oh, no, I...."

Yoon Junho had nothing to say.

"They're out of the blue...…."

It was Yoon Junho, who politely called the murderer who tried to kill him unconsciously, Bun.

"I can tell you're a bad person at a glance without hearing any explanation.

You're putting it on your face. It's typical of a villain in a story."

If it's black on a black island, clothes, and a black mask, what more can I say?

The five members of the Twelve Blood Horsemen exchanged glances. And he nodded as if he had promised.

Ryu-Yeon expressed his willingness to remove it together.

Extinction of murder is their number one course of action.

They are so faithful to their duties and duties that they have committed a falsehood in which they cannot judge their opponent's ability at all.

"Well, then do your best!"

Standing in front of Yoon Junho, Ryu-Yeon carried Lee Song-hak and sat under the shade of a tree on one side.

However, he did not forget the encouragement because he was so considerate.

"Uh." Oh, you're not helping me?"

Ryu-Yeon's sudden action made Yoon Junho's face look sad. He thought Ryu-Yeon would definitely help. They're five, and this is a combination of the non-combatable wounded.

The situation was stark.

"You have to work this out for yourself. Don't worry! I'll bone you if you die.

If you have a will to leave, you can leave it now. I'll take care of it without a fee."

It was such a carefree remark that I felt, "What a nice day today, isn't it?

"Chi, are you friends?"

"Of course, we're friends. So do your best! Do you think my friend should lose a fight with that little piece of shit?"

It was a word that bloomed and had no tears. Ryu-yeon smiled and waved. Yoon Junho wanted to cry but couldn't bring himself to.

He knew the common sense that he could lose momentum if he was looked down on by the enemy.

"Well... but...…."

Ryu-Yeon restrained Yoon Junho, who was about to say something more in tears.

"Junho, why should I take the side of the strong?" "I don't help anyone who fights against someone weaker than you!""Weak." "They're weaker than me." No way!"

Yun Junho couldn't readily understand what Ryu-Yeon said.

"Are you sure you don't have to help that young man?"

It was Yi Song-hak who was carried by Ryu-yeon to the shade of a tree.

"Sure, who do you think will win?"

"Of course those black men win. They're scary people.

I need to help that young man as soon as possible. Otherwise that young man will die soon.

You go and call for reinforcements!"

cried Lee Dong-hak in an urgent voice. But Ryu-Yeon was the east wind.

"Well, shall we make a bet?"

"Bets, in times of crisis like this…What kind of bet?

"That's all the more reason to bet. Now that we're at odds, we have to decide who's right."

There's nothing like a bet to show your trust.

How about ten hermits?" I bet I win enough on my own!"

Oddly enough, Lee Dong-hak couldn't resist this ridiculous and jocular offer.

For some reason, I thought it would be okay to just trust it.

"Joe, that's great!"

"Okay, so it's a bet."

Unexpectedly embroiled in Ryu-Yeon's words, Lee accepted the bet.

He has never been more eager to lose a bet than he is today.

Ten hermits were nothing compared to the value of life.

"I'll bet you on my name. You're definitely stronger than all of them combined!

So don't be afraid! Trust yourself more.

Trust me! As proof I bet you'll win. That's why we have to win! You can do it!"

Ryu-Yeon shouted confidently. It was a cheer of its own.

"Trust yourself" I'm stronger than them" and Ryu-Yeon bets on me!"

This ridiculous situation, which deserves to be angry, rather encouraged him.

Ryu-Yeon, he's seen, was the last person to do anything to lose.

And he's never lost a bet to hand over money.

Then suddenly the dawn of the morning came into my mind.

"Let's never run away from now on, no matter what happens!"

Didn't you swear to the sun rising on the day of the entrance exam in Hwanma-dong? Am I still keeping that vow?"

"I'm not running away! I'm not a coward!"

Yun Junho's sword trembled and began to paint countless plum blossoms.

The plum blossoms, which rose black from the swordplay, stretched straight out toward the twelve-blood members, drawing a red trajectory.

It's not even winter, but plum blossoms filled the whole forest.

It was a seven-tailed sword that was expressed in the sceneries.

Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!

Yoon Junho pulled the sword down, covered in sweat. The arm holding the sword trembled.

My heart was still pounding and I felt like I was going to explode.

"Is this really what I did?"

Looking around, Yoon Junho couldn't believe his eyes.

All five of them were covered in swords and scattered all over the place.

Judging from the sword marks on their bodies, there must have been a trace of the Seven-Ma.

"Seo, don't tell me you're you dead?"

Ryu-Yeon nodded. He didn't seem to mind that he became aiding and abetting the murder.

Yun Junho's face turned pale at Ryu-Yeon's silent answer.

His complexion turned blue. For a man who has lived the world innocently until now, his first murder was a blue spout.It was a bolt of lightning.

"It was a foreseen procedure anyway. If they hadn't died, they'd have their bloody faces in the cold ground.

It would be you who are.

When they attacked you, they must have thought of death. Of course, you didn't get that way because you ignored me.… I was off my guard down."

Ryu-Yeon, who looked at Yoon Junho shaking for a while, firmly stated his thoughts.

"You have to risk your life to take your life. That's Kang Ho's rule!"

Ryu-Yeon knew nothing else but the rules of this absolute proposition.

I didn't care if I didn't know the big deal.

One such trivial truth was more important than such miscellaneous knowledge.

Yoon Junho felt something more strange about the atrocities he committed.

On closer inspection, the cause of the death of the two was not the Seven Swords. One was through the heart.

The other was poisoning.

"What did I do?"

Yun Junho asked in a trembling voice. I couldn't think of anything as if I had to clean my head.

The tremor was still lingering.

"I'll tell you later!"

Ryu-Yeon burst into laughter as he watched the bewildered Yoon Junho.

"There's still a long way to go! You're such a pain in the ass that it takes so much work!"

Finally, Yoon Junho plopped onto the floor. It seemed that more training was still needed to do one's part properly.

"I think I won, don't you?"

Ryu-yeon, who was looking back at Lee Song-hak with a big smile, smiled away. There was no answer from the Department of Transportation.

I hurried up to Lee Dong-hak and looked at his pulse.

Luckily it wasn't dead. Mac was running, albeit tenuous.

Seeing Yoon Junho's victory, the last remaining tension seemed to have eased.

"Oh, my God!"

It was Ryu-Yeon who thought it might take some time to get the money.

"Hmmm... these are the guys who were after transport?"

With unpleasant eyes, Salinity skimmed through the bodies of black doctors.

"They're all dead."

Ryu-Yeon nodded.

"I tried to find out who the last one was, but the last one wasn't usually a terrible one.

He killed his fallen colleague, who was still breathing, and killed himself by biting the poison in his mouth."

It seems that the autographs of the two people that Yoon Junho saw looked like that.

After hearing from Ryu-yeon about the incident, the face of the salinity and the bingam hardened.

It was an area of mind that could not be reached through training, usually to the point of self-determination.

"Maybe they've been trained in hell, including hypnosis."

Ryu-Yeon nodded as the salinity murmured, looking here and there at the masked black people.

"It's strange that it's a reverse capital!"

The reverse waterway of the province was a method that did not work well in the midfield.

Therefore, I was even more curious about their identity. Salinity picked up Do Hana and looked around.

There was no particular sign.

"What a terrible road to live on. How much blood has been swallowed...…."

The surface of the province was not reflected in the moonlight for the surprise attack in the dark and was blackened.

"It's only harmful to be in this world. I don't need any of this.

We have no choice but to break the unpurified province."

Binggum looked at Amdo with cold eyes.

"I think the experts are clear. Not many people use these weapons in these outfits.These are equipment that are made based on practicality for thorough practical use."

Changhong looked at them with sharp eyes like hawks' eyes and spoke in a serene tone.

What I was worried about finally happened. The shadow of darkness appeared.

"Is this the beginning?"

His face has hardened. I could feel the tension spreading silently throughout my body.

"What do we do now?"

Ryu-Yeon pointed to the target wagon where Lee is currently lying.

I did get it, but I couldn't find it.

Once they had picked up the pieces, their party continued on its way.

Lee Dong-hak was still unconscious even though he had been given a life-saving pill.

The bleeding was too severe while fighting off the chase.

In addition, the emergency measures of the wound were insufficient, causing pus to flow out due to the festering of various wounds.

As a result, the fever caused by wounds was severe.

I couldn't just go to the volcano like this. On the way, there was a 12-year chance that the wound would heal and die.

"I can't carry him around like this…Well, I guess we should leave it somewhere.

A safe place that even the black masked men dare not touch.

A place to keep my money safe!"

At this time, it was the only place that came to mind.

"That's the only place I've got."

Everyone nodded at Ryu-Yeon's words.

Lightning Song

Lightning Song

Land of lightning strikes.

It is a seven-letter inscription carved on the boundary stone that has been fought with rain and wind for decades.

"Whispering!"

Changhong whistled lightly.

"Yay! What a magnificent view."

Hyorong burst into exclamation at the magnificent harmony of nature in front of him.

"This is the place called Lightning Song because it looks like the lightning broke the land apart. It's the best."

It was a huge canyon located on the border between Hobuk and Seomseo.

Sharp cliffs, which can only be marveled at the harmony of nature, were fighting a war of nerves facing each other.

And the moderate fog, not enough to have a view through it, moved in the wind like a living creature.

Therefore, the magnificent view of the canyon looked even more mysterious.

The width of the canyon was likely to be less than ten sheets, and the height was impossible to measure.

Above, white energy, which is unknown whether it is fog or cloud, was creating a cloud, making it difficult to estimate the height.

"If I get attacked in a place like this, I can't even cut my bones."

There was not enough mental space for the Namgung statue to enjoy such a natural scenery.

"Get rid of the bad news."

The old school grumbled. He seemed to be an admirer, too. He didn't seem to want to hang out with people who preferred to worry like Namgoongsang. I didn't want the horse to be a seed.

"It's foggy today!"

"Never before has it been so foggy……."

The Binggum raised an eyebrow slightly. I've passed through here a few times, but it's never fogged as thick as today.

I didn't have a good feeling about it. Binggum is starting to get a little nervous.

The salinity of walking down the street carelessly with the expression that there is no worry at all, Lulu Lala, was very disturbing to my eyes.

"Does he live without thinking?"

Even if the children are all happy, the leader must worry. Still, I can't believe we have the same mental age as our children.….

It was pathetic that he seemed to be in a position to take on three times more trouble.

"You idiot!"

If you didn't give me a rip-off of swearing inside, my instincts wouldn't work out.

"At a time like this, you'll have to come to your senses if you get a surprise attack! Maybe it's a blessing to everyone to die...."It was the moment when Bingkum just thought so.

"Ugh!"

It was Rip-han who set off God.

"What's going on?"

Binggum asked in an urgent voice. Now his nerves were so sensitive that he reacted sensitively to the slightest sound.

The pale complexion of the raven was as pale as a poisoned man. Because of this, many cheesy impressions of ordinary people were dead.

"You don't look well. What's the matter?"

Then there was a secret voice that penetrated the Bingkum's ear.

[Never let anyone else know about this]

[Okay!]

Binggum also answered carefully in full voice.

[Oh, I think the fish I ate in the morning is sick]

Rip-han's face was full of embarrassment. He seemed like a man who told even the most tremendous secrets.

Well, he's supposed to be clean and clean, self-conscious about the way he looks.

It was the sort of person who thought.

[What am I...]….]

The nervous bingo's face became blunt again. What a big deal. You're using the whole note?

[Hurry up!]

The procrastination went far back the way it came under the guise of calm.

He apparently didn't want to lose face in front of many inns.

His theory seemed to be that the inn should always be neat in front of it. Maybe a handsome guy like him goes to the back of the fence.