Return of Mount Hua Sect

Be spaced out.

Everything is ambiguous.

What am I doing right now?

Blood rushing through the nose.

Living that makes your skin sting.

All of this is just unfamiliar.

"Brother Master!"

Behind Chung-Myung's back, three beams fly in and lock themselves between the eyes of the Magians who were running toward him.

Crack!

With a gruesome sound, the Magians fell on the spot.

Flop.

Chung-Myung looked at those who fell to the floor with a little blank eyes.

Wiggling Magists' heads turn to the morrow. Soon the light disappears from the eyes.

the fatal shears

Yeah, it's death.

"What are you doing? In the middle of a fight. That's not like you!"

Chung-Myung slowly turned his head and looked back.

Dangbo.

He tilts his head and approaches Chung-Myung.

"……no."

Chung-Myung raised his hand and pressed the middle of his forehead.

I was strangely distracted.

"I don't know, maybe you're a little tired."

Chung-Myung shook off the plum sword, shook off the blood from the sword and pushed it into the sword. Dangbo reaches out with a grin and retrieves the visibility.

"No wonder you're tired. We've been fighting for three whole days."

"Well."

"……You must be very tired, bro. I'm not talking less.

"……."

"Can I get you a pill?"

"There you go."

"Oh, he's doing this again. When others say Danggavision Youngdan, they try to eat it upside down. Don't you believe me? Is it a party song?"

"I believe in the party."

"And what?"

"I don't trust you."

"Ha, you're making me sad again, aren't you? I gave you the dog food last time because I was mistaken."

"I'm all talk and no talk. Just!"

Chung-Myung turned his body around.

"Going back."

"No, let's go with me. Brother."

Dangbo quickly followed Chung-Myung behind.

"Since they've been hurt and killed, will the tide be tilted this way?"

"You should."

Otherwise, there's no reason for all this trouble.

Then suddenly Chung-Myung turned his head to the cold sensation of his arm. Dangbo was putting a gold spear on his arm.

The long cut is covered with a thick gold spear.

"How many times do I have to tell you that if you don't treat your wounds on time, you'll suffer?"

Chung-Myung narrowed the middle of the forehead slightly.

"Leave it alone and it will heal itself."

"Yes, I am. But it gets better faster if you apply medicine. Stay still."

Dangbo tore Chung-Myung's hem off and applied gold paste.

"You can't pay for a non-monetary drug. Thank you very much."

"Whenever you open your mouth, you say that you don't like Danga, and you use Danga products well."

"That's it, that's it. Besides……."

Dangbo's face is a bit bitter.

"I didn't know before, but now I know why the family was so tough. After all, if you don't have powerless, it's nothing. If Danga had a little more power, he wouldn't have run away from Sacheon like this, and many of his six-year-olds wouldn't have lost their lives."

"……."

Suddenly, Chung-Myung narrowed his forehead slightly while watching Dangbo speaking in a heavy voice.

"That's what I think these days. Brother Dosa."

"What are you thinking?"

"I don't blame everything they say, but if I had trusted and supported them, wouldn't the family have become stronger?"Then... then... then we can save one more person...…."

"Don't say useless things. He may have been killed for believing in his power."

"……I guess so."

Dangbo slightly bows his head with a wry look. After a while, the bitterness was washed away from his face when he raised his head again. Instead, there was a playful smile."So when the war is over, I'm going to try to help him a little bit. I'm an elder by name, an adult by name, and I've never taken good care of them."

"I've been playing hardball."

"That's what I'll do, brother...…."

"What?"

"No, I don't. The weather is so...…, uh, it's gloomy. What's wrong with the weather? Uh-huh."

Chung-Myung grinned.

In fact, Chung-Myung is no better than Dangbo, given that he has not done anything for Samun.

All he gave to the private gate was the reputation of plum blossom inspection. He did not raise his disciples properly and did not help his descendants.

I just lived as I wanted, moved as I wanted.

'If the war ends...….'

It should be different then. at that time

"So, brother."

"Huh?"

"Let's make a promise with me. If I die during this war, please watch the Danga kids."

"……what kind of nonsense is that?"

"I'm a dark zone, and I'm more likely to survive than I am. So let's just say you're going to listen to your brother's will, and take care of the kids. I told you I'd give you one. Even if I pay for this...…."

"Go away, go away, if you're going to talk rubbish. I'm going to stab you."

'No, that's not so hard!'

"If you want to raise your own house, do it yourself. Somehow he survived."

"……Ay, you cold-hearted man."

Chung-Myung, who pushed the muttering Dangbo away like a fly, swirled ahead.

"You promised, didn't you?"

"Well."

"I'm giving you a thousand words of encouragement!"

"No, he's not."

"What?"

"Let's get you hit."

"Ha... haha. You must have been seriously injured earlier. Why is my body so...…."

Chung-Myung grinned as he watched Dangbo step down with a whimper.

"Why would a dead man think behind you? It's over after you die."

"Well, that's not the case, though. Even if I die, the rest of them live."

"……."

"I don't know how you feel because you're a master of the world.…."

Dangbo scratched his head.

"There's something like that, that doesn't go away."

Chung-Myung sighed and turned around.

"Don't pass things on to others and do it yourself."

"……."

"Instead."

"What?"

"I'll finish the war. By cutting the throat of that Heavenly Demon."

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"So until then...…."

Chung-Myung chewed it out.

"Survive like hell."

"……Yes."

Dangbo crept up next to Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung, who saw him standing next to him walking, unknowingly stepped on his steps.

And

Dangbo died less than a month later.

* * *

Chung-Myung opened his eyes.

'Huh?'

Chung-Myung jumped to his feet.

"Uh...…."

I feel a sharp pain in my abdomen. When I looked down, there was a white bandage wrapped around my stomach.

I don't think he's dead.'

I'm not the one who's gonna die like that. In the past, when we were fighting a war, we survived a great deal of power stuck in the power strip! This body is more persistent than a cockroach...…. Oh, this is a swear word.

But where am I?'

Chung-Myung, who turned his head, instantly distorted his eyes.

"Huh?"

The disciples of Hawasan, literally sprawling in his eyes, enter.

Baek Cheon, Yoo-Esul, Yoon-jong, Jo-Gol died lying on the floor...….

Oh, you're sleeping like you're dead.

I was surprised.

Chung-Myung glanced at the conditions of the death penalty and grinned.

"Maybe it's because I grew up without it, but I sleep well on the floor."Phew. Those things.

Chung-Myung was about to wake up Yoon-Jeong.

"Leave it alone. I've been awake for three days."

Chung-Myung turned his head away.

Before I knew it, a man stood at the open door.

"Did you wake up?"

"……."

The man who came in slowly and spoke to was Dang Gunnak, who was a singer of the Sacheondang family and had a fling with Chung-Myung.

There was no significant expression on his face.

Chung-Myung turns his head and looks around again.

"Is this Danga?"

"You're right."

"Why would I...…. No, wait, before that! It's been three days?"

"Yes, you've been unconscious for three days."

Chung-Myung's face was distorted.

"Three days?"

No, you got stabbed in the stomach, and you've been out for three days?

'Cause I'm weak.'

Chung-Myung gnashed his teeth.

In the past, the body loses consciousness even though it was a wound that would have been shaken off on the spot and applied medicine.

I thought it was Chung-Myung who was angry.

"Then why are our private servants doing this?"

"I will not leave your side until you open your eyes.I tried to take a break, but he resisted by pulling out his sword. I was so nervous that I thought something would happen, so I put him to sleep with a blood transfusion."

"……."

You've been around for three days?

'That...…'

We can take turns watching. Four of them together?

Oh, those stupid things.

Chung-Myung glared at Dang Gunnak.

"Then you'll move me to a more comfortable place!"

"If I try to move, I try to wake up with a grunt. What do I do?"

"……."

"The death row must be very tight. If the children of the party did that, I'd worry a little less. I'm jealous."

"I envy you..."

Chung-Myung glanced at his death penalty.

"You're stupid."

It's so stupid.

But...

"Hmmm."

Chung-Myung coughed low.

Something unspeakable goes through my heart.

Then, Dang Gunnak strode in and bowed his head towards Chung-Myung.

"I apologize."

"Huh?"

"This is all my fault. I didn't think Dang Paee would commit such a setback."

"……."

"I know that no matter what I say, I will not be excused. I'll do my best to do one thing, so relieve your anger."

"Hmm?"

Dang Gunnak, who raised his head, opened his mouth with a serious face.

"First of all, I accept that this is my defeat."

"……."

"As promised, Sacheon Danga recognizes Chung-Myung of Hawasan as an eternal guest and friend of the party."

"Oh?"

"And if you'd like, I'll give you his neck."

Chung-Myung opened his eyes wide.

"I raised the wrong child. Feel free to do so if that absolves you. If it can restore the honor of the party that has fallen to the ground!"

Dang Gunnak chewed it out.

But his inner self was a little different from what was apparent.

'If we talk this much, we have no choice but to accept it.'

Dang Gunnak sneaks up and looks at Chung-Myung.

'Huh?'

Unfortunately for Dang Gunnak, Chung-Myung's expression is a little...…. No, it was very different.

"……."

Chung-Myung's head is tilted to the side.

"That's all?"

"……Huh?"

"That's all."

"Well, then?"

"Oh, my God."

Chung-Myung looks at Dang Gunnak with incredible eyes. The look in his eyes as if he was seeing something that shouldn't have been there, Yang Gunnak was stunned."What if you put a knife in a man's stomach? A friend? A friend? A friend?

"……."

"And if he did something wrong, the parents should take responsibility! Don't sneak up on him!"

"……."

"Oh, my God, people in the neighborhood. Dangga is like this. Dangga! Oh, my God! This place is prestigious. They're all frozen to death!"

Chung-Myung jumped out of his seat.

"No! Not like this, but I'll have to run out to the church and spread rumors about how well the party is doing. You can tell the beggars. It'll be all over the world in three days."

"Gee, calm down!"

A cold sweat dripped down Dang Gunnak's spine.

When rumors spread that the leader of the Tang family lost in the absence of the Hwasan god dragon, and that the leader of the Tang family even went on a rock strike in the midst of a legitimate evil spirit...The party price of … is over.

Perhaps it's because of memorizing and using poison that people say it's like a "sapa.

"No, no, no. You'll lose your neck. You throw a knife in the middle of the rain, can't you just shave a person's neck?"

"……then I'd have killed him already."

"What?"

"Oh, no. I said something wrong."

Dang Gunnak looked at Chung-Myung, stealing cold sweat from his sleeve.

"What do you want?"

"Don't you know? There's got to be a reward! I'm sorry I stabbed you with a knife, but if you think it's gonna end in one word, why government offices? Why is there a war?"

"Yes, yes. Of course I'll make it up to you. But as a reward...… what should I do...…."

"I'll think about it. What should I do to make a pillar...…, no, can we make a good deal with each other."

"……."

"And!"

Chung-Myung blinked his eyes.

"First of all, I'm not feeling well."

"Huh?"

"Give me a pill from Cheondogdan."

"……wife, paradise?"

"Yes."

"……."

"Now."

"……okay."

Dang Gunnak's face had a devastating effect.

'I got you wrong.'

And Chung-Myung smiled brightly at Dang Gunnak's face.

Dangbo야. Dangbo야.

Be easy. I'll take good care of Danga.

Yes?

Is this what you're looking for?

If it's not fair, you can survive.

LOL.