Return of Mount Hua Sect MTL - Chapter 921

The volcano’s prose is full of people.

“Oh, don’t push me!”

“No, this guy? You’ve stepped in and you’re blaming others!”

“I’ve been in line since early this morning!”

“Early in the morning? Dawn in the morning? I’ve been waiting here since last night for the night dew! You came late at night and you’re pretending to be quick! This isn’t going to work!”

“Well, that can’t be true! Where are you bluffing……!”

When the two tried to pick on each other, the people standing next to them tore them apart and stopped them.

“Are these guys crazy? Where is this place?”

“Here’s a volcano, a volcano! Is there a chance you’ll be struck by lightning?”

“If you kick us out of the cliff for us, I’ll push you out of the cliff!”

Yoon Jong, who saw the scene while sweeping the smoke field, murmured with a blank face.

“Walk.”

“Yes, death penalty.”

“Why are they all so crowded? What’s all that stuff?”

“No, what should I do if I don’t know that you’re going to be a writer in the future? Aren’t they here to show their faces when they heard that the volcano had unleashed its veil?”

“…Like that?”

“Not much……No, there’s a lot.”

Cho-geol coughed in vain as he saw people lining up beyond the prose to the point where there was no end.

“It’s not that surprising to me, if you look at it. There were many visitors to the volcano before Bongmun.”

“That’s true.”

“But it’s only natural that people I haven’t seen in three years are stopping by to say hello. In addition, the volcano’s position has risen more than before.”

Even before Bongmun, he had almost occupied the position of the representative gate of the island. In addition, the position was almost solidified by preventing the invasion of the Sapa.

As public opinion is that it would not be easy to reverse the situation even if Jong-nam unravels the feud, all the influential people on the island were impatient to reach the volcano.

Even outsiders who are trying to line up with Chun Woo-mineng are flocking to the city, so it was clear that the line would increase more day by day rather than decrease.

“What a world it is…….”

Jo-geol giggled and laughed at Yoon-jong shaking his head.

“I don’t know anyone else, but I need to get used to the death penalty. If you become a writer later, you’ll have to deal with them.”

“…….”

Yunjong looked at the people who had gathered in the prose with a tired face.

All of them? All of them?

“No, no. I guess it’s not that bad. At this rate, the death penalty may line up almost to the entrance of the volcano by the time it becomes a lengthy writer.”

“Come on, don’t tell me that…….”

“Well, you sound comfortable. That’s also a minimum.”

“Minimum, minimum?”

“Of course, isn’t it at least two or three decades later when the death penalty rises to the position of a long writer? The writer is still correct, and Sasuk is still alive with his eyes wide open.”

“…It’s a bit weird to me. Anyway.”

“What do you think will happen to him in those thirty years?”

“…….”

It’s not a volcano, it’s Cheongmyeong?

“I can’t believe what happened to Cheongmyeong. Thirty years from now…….”

Yoon Jong closed his mouth.

“Not long ago, it was a volcanic neologism, but now it’s Hwasam Geomhyeop, about 30 years later…”It’ll be like the plague of the first plum.”

“…You have to laugh with me when I’m joking, but it doesn’t sound like a joke.

“I’m not kidding.”

“…….”

“The death penalty would have to be a pain in the ass to take him and be a long storyteller.”

Jo-geol giggled and laughed. Yoon Jong seriously considered whether to hand over the long-running position to Cho Geol for the first time being.”……It must be hard for you, too.”

It was then.

“Volcano bird! Oh! Oh! Oh! No, the volcano’s black! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Someone jumped over the volcano’s prose like a bolt from the blue and shouted out loud.

“…I’ll have to deal with such men.”

“I know.”

They jumped over the prose and shook their heads together after checking Hong Dae-gwang.

“A plum blossom?”

“He, I told you so!”

Hong Dae-gwang gulped down the water Hyun-young had prepared and said, “I’m thirsty.”

“The Southern Palace Sega has taken over Maehwa Island! Our cute Chun-ri claims literally flew a thousand miles and told us!”

“…I think that’s animal cruelty.”

It’s a pigeon, but if your wings are blue and you’re bored, you’re flying a thousand li. Poor thing.

Cheongmyeong stared at the blue pigeon picking its collar from the shoulder of Hong Dae-gwang.

What’s that for, a thousand miles back and forth? If it were Baek-ah, she would have eaten two wild boars and lay down on her stomach and had a drink.

That’s true… That’s true. Come to think of it, it’s very useful…….

“Oh, no!”

Hong Dae-kwang was surprised and grabbed the Cheon-ri claim on his shoulder with both hands.

“What?”

“Are you paying attention to our Heavenly Claims? It’s a creature of openness! No way!”

“No, don’t be so petty. Good things are shared.”

“No, you can’t!”

“Tsk. The opening has become harsh. It wasn’t like that in the old days.”

“When the hell did you talk about?”

“There’s something like that.”

Right. It wasn’t like that back then.

Even if he was hiding alcohol in his arms, he politely offered it with both hands to eat it when he ran into me, and even if he said it was okay, he had to give it to me. These days….

“No, that’s enough.”

Then Hyun-young stopped the situation and asked again.

“The Southern Palace Sega drove out its enemies and occupied Maehwa Island?”

“Yes, it is, Elder. Open disciples who confirmed it in Janggang flew the Cheonli claim. It’s the first hot news from the headquarters to send us.”

“Well, Namgung Sega…….”

Hyun-young looked back at Hyun-jong with a look of disgust.

“Things seem to be going badly, long storyteller.

“…I see. Don’t tell me Namgung Sega…….”

While Hyun-jong and Hyun-young were talking, Hong Dae-gwang glanced at Cheongmyeong with new eyes.

What the hell is he doing?’

I’m really dumbfounded by what’s happening like this.

Even before this happened, Cheongmyeong visited him and asked about the movement of Namgung Sega. When no one, even open, could think of the variable Namgoongse, he was sitting on this distant island and watching what would happen in that Janggang River alone.

Is this possible just because you’re smart?

I was confident that I knew enough about Cheongmyeong now, but the more he knew, the harder it was to predict.

“Hey, Red Bun Ta-ju.”

“Yes, Jang Moon-in.”

Hong Dae-gwang quickly came to his senses and looked at Hyun-jong. It’s not polite to think about something else in front of a long writer of a literary group, especially a long writer of a volcano.

“What does Open think about this? I don’t think Sapaeryun will stay still.”

“In fact, openness is also paying keen attention to the movement of the intestines.”

Hong Dae Kwang swallowed his dry saliva.

“But it’s hard to predict what’s going to happen. As you know, there’s a lot of variables.….”If there is a general war, it is not as difficult to predict the flow. Even if the number of people participating in the war increases, there are only a few who move the army.

But the War of the Powers runs its course.

Since the individuality of each clique is so strong and each clique forms an independent power, the command does not work well. Therefore, a completely different trend is created than the idea of the person who devised the war.

As soon as Namgung Sega, who had been dead for three years, heard the news, he would run to the Janggang River and beat up his enemies.…. No, almost everyone didn’t even think of it?

“That’s why the opening also asked for the volcano’s opinion.”

“Our opinion?”

“Yes.”

Hong Dae-gwang’s eyes turned to the side by side.

Hyunjong, who didn’t miss the look, smiled bitterly. If it’s information, why would anyone ask for the opinion of the volcano?

‘He’s a clean guy.’

Perhaps the new Cheongmyeong, who he did not know, said something to Hong Dae-kwang to find out the situation in the Janggang. I’m sure that’s the right thing to say.

“Cheongmyeong.”

“What?”

“How do you think that love affair will come out?”

“That’s what it is……..”

Cheongmyeong shrugged calmly.

“I’m sure it’s a matter of place and place.”

“Well, that’s true.”

That’s so right, but it’s useless.

“But it doesn’t really matter.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Cheongmyeong grinned and said.

“In fact, Sapaeryon is a constant. It’s too obvious how they’re going to come out now.”

“And?”

“The variables are rather those bastards. Shaved head and malko.”

“Hey, Malcolm……”.”

Of course, baldness refers to Shaolin, and Malko refers to a shaman.

“Let’s see how Malko will turn out.”

Cheongmyeong giggled.

“No matter how many times I have sealed the gate, I don’t think I’m covering my ears, but I’m sure I’ll get angry when I hear that Namgoong Sega is beating Sapa.”

“…I’m sure you are.”

Those who want to restore their honor more than anyone else are shamanists. No matter how much Namgoong Sega has been humiliated by the tragedy of Janggang, can the humiliation and anger be compared to shamanism?

“If I were you, I would have broken the gate and run to the Changgang River right now.I mean, it’s a long story short.”

Cheongmyeong scratched his cheek.

Heo Do-jin’s thoughts are so predictable that it is rather difficult to predict.

“And more importantly than that, I’m bald.….”

“Ugh.”

Hye-yeon, who was sitting in the corner, made a groan.

However, Cheongmyeong ignored Hye-yeon’s response and opened his mouth.

“It’s going to be very different depending on how he comes out.”

“How do you think it’s gonna turn out?”

“…what I think?”

“Yes, your thoughts.”

“If I may say so…….”

Cheongmyeong had a strange look on his face.

“I think I know.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t want that to happen as much as I can. If a person has the least sense of shame, he won’t. But I think it’s because he’s shameless.”

“He, what do you mean by that?”

“It’s hard to explain, so if I’m right, maybe by now…….”

It was then.

“Long story short!”

Gulp!

Unam rushed through the door. My face was a little tired.

“What’s going on?”

Hyunjong, who felt something unusual had happened, asked. Unam opened her mouth with a puzzled face.

but

“Now!”

“……Huh?”

Before Unam’s words could flow out, someone spoke out first. Everyone’s eyes went to Cheongmyeong, who opened their mouths.”In prose.”

“…….”

“Sorim’s chief is here.”

“…….”

“Right?”

Woon-am nodded more bewilderedly than he did with a face that seemed to have encountered a ghost.

“Oh, how did you know? He ran as soon as he saw me.”

“Huh.”

Cheongmyeong grinned and looked up at the ceiling.

“Well, that’s a shame. I’d rather be a d*mn beggar. A rotten bald brat. I’m a rich middle man, but I can’t.”

“…….”

Hye-yeon’s hair in the corner turned red like plum blossoms.