Chapter 77

Chapter 77. Murok-majo

Ji-Seo Jang Seo-yi, who had left to the screen to find out the whereabouts of the priest at the command of his wife, the swordsman, returned to the midfield after suffering many difficulties after confirming the death of the priest, Mahong Hong.

Upon returning to the midfield, she returned to Qingcheng Mountain without any confuse of heart after the death of the priest.

To tell this bad fact to the teacher and the ambassador who will be waiting in Qingcheng Par as soon as possible.

But it was not the teacher and the death penalty that had been waiting for her to return to Qingcheng Mountain, but two plaques.

Zhang slept on the spot and shed tears of weeping.

Living alone as an orphan, she was introduced to Qingcheng Mountain for her talent.

There she met a family.

Master, and death penalty and priest.

Of course, even a teacher did not always teach.

He was also aware of sweeping his body often with meaningful eyes.

However, it was clear to Ji-Seong Jang-yi that the one-man was a teacher.

The person who cared for him from childhood was a person who had relieved him of dying in the cold winter.

But such a figure, the family died.

Jang Seoi’s sense of loss was hard to say.

Feeling thrown alone in a world full of redness. All things in the world are harmoniously intertwined, but you can’t mix yourself alone.

I felt tears for a few days in vain for that feeling.

No, what are some days.

Lasted for several months.

I did not eat or drink properly. Naturally, as time passed, the bones went in contact.

The elders of the Qingcheng faction feared that they would lose the last remaining successor of the Cheongun Pigeon.

And she tried to comfort her.

But nothing worked.

It was only half a year after she finally got up.

Out of the investigation into which the conspiracy was enslaved, she grabbed her sword.

And the elders of Qingcheng Mountain visited and asked the elders’ dwellings.

“Who murdered my teacher and my brother?”

The elders shook their heads and opened their mouths.

“I only speculate that it is the action of the Cult of Heavenly Demon.”

Kang Goodwill Providence, was the moment when revenge conceived another revenge.

Yunseong left the camp as soon as he woke up.

A huge stone gate opened with dust. The light shines through the open door.

The meteor made a stride out of it.

Where Yun came out was the wall of a stone mountain at the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

Yunseong moved out of the way quickly and out of the hospital. It was a visit that felt so lucky at the time when Cheonma was alive and well.

But there was no luck now.

The only thing that’s filled in the head of Yun is that it’s a place where you can meet Murok-majo.

Someone was waiting for luck when I went out of the hospital.

Cave of Latent Demons had been watching him since the days of the demons, now called his merchant Pyo In Hyo.

He came to Unsung with a new suit, as if he knew that it had entered the practice.

“I was waiting.”

At the words of Sang-hyo, luck nodded. Next was Mok Dae-young.

Yunseong received clothes from Sangin Hyo.

Because of intense training and torch in the body, the clothes I had originally worn had been drenched in sweat for a long time.

Yun Sung said, surrendering quickly with clothes worn by Sangin Hyo.

“Where are you going?”

Sang-hyo asked at the words of the meteor, Mok Dae-young looked at them.

The appearance of luck seemed strange, saying that there is a place to go after going out of the hospital in a hurry.

Fortune told them briefly.

“Maybe we could overturn the patriarchal forces at once.”

Sang-hyo and Mok Dae-young swallowed saliva.

It was two people who knew that luck was not a man to speak.

There is a good reason why such a man rants.

The luck moved quickly.

Sang-hyo and Mok Dae-young asked.

“Where are you heading for?”

Sang-hyo’s expression fluttered in the words of the horse.

Last day, I remembered the memory of going to the ill horse to guide luck.

But why is Yun now going back to the geriatric ward?

“No matter how small the headmaster, it is impossible for him to enter a dent without the principal’s ashes.”

The cloud moved at high speed and nodded. Suddenly, the steps of the meteor were out of Cheonmajibongbong.

“Are you going to go there anyway?”

Mok Dae-young’s horse bited the tail, and luck answered.

“There is someone to meet there.”

“Who should meet?”

Mok Dae-young and Sang In-hyo followed and looked back at the same time, but Unsung did not answer.

I just quietly speeded up the journey to the ill.

This did not mean that he was headed to the geriatric ill without any thought.

‘I’ve confirmed that there’s no green rock in the place last day.’

It was chosen as a place for contact with Murok-majo.

I couldn’t confirm his appearance at the time, but I saw Sang In Hyo conscious of him.

I remembered hearing his tone.

If you go to the place, you will meet the same Murok-majo.

Yun’s steps soon reached the point of gliding.

The meteorite stopped walking in the air. A new type of meteor that ran like a gale stood right on the ground.

The place where he stopped was exactly in front of the horse race. Received a horse, but did not enter there.

Instead, spread the feeling wide.

The meteorites spread out in circles. I felt the beast of flying beasts flying through the trees in a tightly packed energy.

In the meantime, a heterogeneous sense was felt.

A blurry but not upright energy.

However, the check on luck does not slow down.

The meteor’s mouth rose. Sanginhyo arrived at that time.

Mok Dae-young, who had a little less space, arrived one breath later.

It was hard to chase after the minority and grandfather unmanned, was breathing out.

“Herb. Heo. Vain. ”

Unsung stared at Mok Young once and shouted loudly toward the surroundings.

“I know I am here. Is there a number of muro-mazo people waiting in the vicinity of the gypsy? ”

The wind came when the words were over.

The meteor’s hem fluttered at random. But the wind that came was only the wind, there was no answer.

‘Is it Murok-Majo?’

Mine who do not remain in Record.

There are no records, no names, and even the shape hides and lives.

Uninhabited people who secretly help the Protestant hiding in the dark.

They are nothing.

Even the thousand of the Cult of Heavenly Demon could not be called at will.

Those were the words of politics, and they could not answer.

“Did you not appear?”

The luck grinned and asked one more time. Still no change.

Mok Dae-young was now staring at him because he did not know what luck was doing.

Sang-hyo, on the other hand, was watching the behavior of the luck. Unknown to the outside world, he is a member of Murok-majo.

In addition, he was not a normal Muro-Ma-jo, but an officer of Muro-Majo.

It was also the one who had been observing him since the moment of his acquisition of white night spear.

Now, such luck was trying to do something.

This is where Muro Machi is located.

Sang-hyo’s eyes deepened into the temple. I looked at the whole body of the meteor.

At the same time an amazing thing happened.

“If you don’t see it, you have to make it visible.”

Flames arose on the body of the meteor.

Amidst the flames, the feeling of overbearing came out that the mine had to obey.

He bowed his head.

In the midst of the heavens and the earth seemed to have to bow, Sang-hyo Hyo folded back unknowingly.

Mok Dae-young did the same.

At the same time the eyes shrugged.

‘Torch. Is it that the minority has already reached the sanctification? I wouldn’t have finished the sky horse yet. … . ‘

Behind the surprise, barely raised his head, he saw the back of the cloud.

The flames were wrapped around the whole body of luck like clothes. It was reminiscent of the god, 축 (융), which deals with the mythical fire.

But it wasn’t the only surprise.

Sang-hyo’s eyes shudder fine.

A gray light is seen in the image reminding us of the three years.

The gray flame was one of the two symbols of a torch of heaven and earth.

‘It is also clear that the progress made by Murokcheonma was left. It’s one and a half. ‘

I knew why the pontoon was here.

I did not know how I knew the relationship between Murojo and that sanctification.

Just to be clear, now, the small school was trying to call the Murok-majo, who was concealment here.

‘But it won’t work’

Sang-hyo shook his head.

The half-finished torch also has the vice-chief, Order Paik.

If you truly want to meet Murok-majo, you will have to show the complete Murok-san torch if you want to get it.

At that moment, the torch that flowed on the back of the cloud of meteorites changed.

The torch that shook like an extinction came out of the body of the meteor.

At the same time, it was separated like a ghost fire and swam in the air.

A voice full of confidence came out of the mouth of the meteor.

“You won’t be seen anymore.”

It was a voice full of confidence.

In the wake of the meteor, something moved out of place.

Inyoung, who disappeared out of the clouds of the planet, returned after a few days.

It was with several young men.

I could hear the wind breaking, and someone who appeared with me was flying back in the air, falling in front of the planet.

The luck moved his eyes to watch him. He also watched fortune.

There was a sparse beard on my chin. The clown has ascended upwards and has a wide forehead.

Among the high offices of Protestantism he had never seen anything.

Black (Black) made of fine silk caught my eyes. On the cuffs the word nothing was clearly engraved with gold thread.

There is no lack of energy compared to luck.

He was a man capable of withstanding teenagers.

The eyebrows of the meteor wriggled.

It was the other person who first opened his mouth.

“Have you shown the sanctification of Murloc?”

I tremble as if I have altered my voice. Meteor heard that voice and thought that it wasn’t just because of the modulation.

There was no conviction, it was just Intuition.

And it was good to say that.

It was evident that the person in this position was a high figure even inside the Murokmazo.

At that time, a trembling voice was once again heard in the ears of the planet.

“If yes, show me the evidence.”

At that point, the meteor moved his hand instead of nodding.

The gray flames burning in my arms burned. The blazing flames floated on the arm of the meteor for a while and then floated into the air.

A goblin swims in the air.

A flame that is gray with muted light rather than red light.

As soon as the fire appeared, Sang-hyo Hyo was in a seat.

Merchant not only.

Some people bent their knees faster than Sang-hyo. It was a black man right in front of me.

The black man bowed and screamed loudly.

“Morochism’s teenage grandfather knows Murok’s incarnation.”

Everyone was according to Murloc.

“I don’t think this is a good place to talk long stories.”

The black man raised his head and guided the castle. As I walked in, I saw another passage from inside to back.

The black man walked ahead, followed by luck.

After that, Mok Dae-young and Sang-hyo were together.

Yunseong’s gaze turned to Sang-in Hyo.

‘I belonged to Murokmajo.’

Mok Dae-young, who knew nothing, had a fishy expression, but Sang-hyo was different.

The moment you see the torch, Sang-hyo’s breathing was changed.

Yunseong turned his head back to look at the leading black man.

The passageway from inside was not very long. At the end of the road, I went up the stairs.

The black man opened the door.

As I entered, the familiar view spread out. I only came once, but it was definitely a place in memory.

Unfinished traces were felt once again in hand-crafted utensils.

The luck leaned his head.

The black man threw off his clothes and scratched his face with the tip of his finger.

A white coat appeared under the black.

In addition, his face fell off as the fingers moved.