Book 1 Chapter - 14 (1/2)

Namgungsang, who came to the side of the spirit, carefully asked the ghost.

Suddenly, my suffocating heart is pounding like it's about to explode.

The statue of the Southern Palace felt like it was going to explode.

”The former Master called me... ..and here...”

”Oh, my God, I...I'm here because you called me, too!

But you can't see where he is!important to do

I told you there was a story.

”And that's what he sent me! You can talk to me in person.

It's working!”

Crumbles behind their backs when they're agonizing over allegations.

I heard the sound of the street.

Then, suddenly, a fierce life is surrounding them!

Groups of needle-like livers stimulated both nerves.

The statue of Namgung looked back to confirm the identity of the spirit.

In this fog of life, this behavior is dangerous.

It was an action.

And there it was.

A sign of support! (Symbolic Ji-Se is a dangerous situation in front of a tiger.

It's an expression.It's not that. It's what happened when you were on the back of a tiger.

But to be on the back of that dreadful tiger.

That's how dangerous the situation is. I can't help it.

And when I got off, there was a tiger lunch... in a similar way.

There's a signpost, which represents an uncontrollable presence.

Let's pay attention to usage! )

In front of their eyes, the white man who is supposed to be called the king of unemployed.

A huge presence has emerged.

It's like a giant thing that's going to tear every living thing in the world apart.

A sharp claw, a green-grey, low-class creature that shines lower than himself.

Overwhelming eyes, the divine spirit of the body, covers the earth with a wide shade.

It was a white tiger with a huge body, a length of Mando 1 and a half.

Like the white tiger spewing a white life and overwhelming everything in front of him.

I was staring at both of them. With the eyes of the hunter who discovered the prey...

The two had no choice but to be nervous. And now the king of unemployed is quite...

The tension between the two of them is even greater.

There wasn't.

'Huh?Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Why is this

It's the appearance of an uninvited guest! No, no, no, no, no.

My plan is... I've been working hard on my plans for the night.

Hey, pay for my plan, man!

My time and money! Mental and physical fatigue from the use of the brain!To turn all that into a fire in a second!

This kitty------!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Path of scheduled process due to the emergence of unplanned variables at the moment.

Ryu-Yeon has no choice but to think about how to deal with the changes.

I can't help but think about it.

Let's put aside heresy, let's just sit back and watch.

I came to a conclusion.

Don't tell me your name is Murim's rising star, the rising sun.

It was also true that I felt like I was going to die.

But this time it wasn't just a normal guy. He's bigger than a normal white tiger.

He was two or three times bigger. His body length is as small as 1 sheet and a half! Standing

The length of the kidney is nearly half the length, and the eyes meet when standing in front of it.

He was a big enough guy to hit. I'm telling you, it's really not the right price.

He was like a man walking around, proving everything with his whole body.

Baekho, who was confronting the two, made a tentative decision.

The two men flew in to carry out the protest.

”Crying! Crying!”

Like a protectionist!The term ”maybe” describes a situation like this.

It would have been a coined word. It's really too much of a protection.

It was a well-matched attack. The uncharacteristic cry of ”Dangerous!”

Together, the statue of the Southern Palace came upon the spirit. Of course, this is what the Southern Palace tells the spirits.

I didn't mean to rush the spirits to gulp down my appetite.Of course

At a time like this, I'll try to trick the spirits or when!

Nor did he blow himself up with a grim mind.

At this moment, all I can think about is living in Namgoongsang's head.

It wasn't, usually enough to avoid. Even so.

Apparently, the third son of the Namgoong Sega of Murim. Namgoongsega

It was himself who inherited the tradition, called the best.

The Chosen Guryong, called the Giblet in the Cheonmu Academy.

It was because he was also a person. But here's a thought.

There was a variable that I couldn't even figure out. Their bodies are now normal.

It was that it was not.Which means they're both bodies are special.

I mean, it's under the circumstances. He must have moved to avoid the White Tiger.

The two were forced to pause for a moment. at one's disposal of one's body

It was because I couldn't drive. The reason is, of course, that they're both ankles and...

It was because there was a huge weight of silence on the wrist.

Unusual heavy movement! Besides, I'm still here.

They were two people who could not adjust to the weight and were wandering around.

Besides, the spirit is a woman who is naturally weak in strength. Of course

It's not just the power that controls the motion of silence.

What if I had to start one step behind a man?

It was an inescapable fact.

The wind in the arms of a living flew away, flapping its ears. Bar

Lam's mane leaves a scar on Namgoongsang's cheek, bleeding through it.

The physical physiological action of began to occur. The back of the southern palace top

I was soaked in cold sweat, and goosebumps swept over it.

And then Baekho, wondering if the first attack went to nothing,

As soon as it lands nicely on the ground, it turns around again, like the light.

It was attacked by a man. The instantaneous direction of landing.

It's made up of leaps and bounds, like light after a change of direction.

Smooth connection, maybe a normal person would've never done this attack.

It would have been impossible to avoid. But no matter how constrained the body is.

Even if there were, Namgungsang was not an ordinary person, and now there is a wife.I couldn't just let it go as it is because there are some serious issues. Moment

Judging by the judgment of the deceased, the statue of Namgung was crushed to the ground, adding to the spirit.

This, of course, was implemented by the Southern Palace because it had a wrong mind.

No, it was an act taken to protect the spirits from the white tiger.

At that moment, with the eerie energy that is transmitted through the entrance, lightning-like.

The shock hit the body. The white tiger's claw that ran through his back.

Blood started pouring out of the four claws.

Fortunately, it wasn't a life-threatening wound, but if it were a statue of the Southern Palace,

If someone's body had been any higher, the Southern Palace would have bent over.

If only it had been a little late, the Southern Palace would have now taken the threshold of the underworld.

It would have been going over. The scar is coming, but Namgoong is...

She clenched, her weakness in the spirit of the sorcery.

I couldn't show you that............

Press down??????????................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

At that moment, Nam Gung-sang was able to realize what the current situation was like.

The breath of the spirit came before his nose, and it was flushed with red.

The face of the spirit was right in front of the Namgung statue. Warm to the Spirit

The breath tickled the tip of his nose.

In this present state, the spirit lies underneath the statue of the Southern Palace.

It's very subtle and dangerous, as if you're pressing the spirit from above.

It looked like it.

When I laid the Ginsozer underneath, the old memories ran on horseback around me.

It reminded me of a myriad of things. I'll give you a technical term for this.

Like a back, I remembered hearing somewhere that it was called.

Is it because it's time to die? I'll be right in front of Daeho.

It was a memory that didn't occur to me like that. But at this moment! Even though the white tiger

The fact that he's growling like he's taking his life.

It was good anyway. What I'm feeling right now is somewhat...

Warm unknown warmth and warmth felt through his chest.

A tenderness, and the hotness of the spirit that makes his eyebrows flutter.

It was just a breath. This is the kind of dreamy moment you're talking about.

Wouldn't it have been doing that?

The cheeks of the spirits were painted with light, and his head was bowing.

Shouldn't Namgoong be out of his way?It's a very military thing.

The thought of doing yourself a great deal of damage and psychological damage is...

I couldn't think of a word of goodwill. White as a sheet of paper in my head.

How can I think of such a thing when it's empty? Now you're more of a gin-sozer.

I'll hold you close to my arms and sacrifice my body, mind, and life to the White Tiger.

To save that Aridown Ginger from the touch of death.

I have no choice but to embrace Ginger all the time.

Unless the White Tiger is gone, we'll be hugging him forever.

Only the self-reasonable idea of doing so lingers in the head of the Southern Palace.

There was only. It's a strange way of seeping into your nose.

It's a nice direction, or it's somehow warm through your chest.

A gentle, unidentified, pleasant feeling, right in front of my eyes.

You can see Ginger's eyebrows swaying in Ginger's hot breath.

I kept thinking that it was never because I felt good.

Sword! The first love of Namgungsang was Sword. Nothing at the age of three.

When I was a child, I saw the blue coldness of the sword and the warmth of the sword.

It was stuck in the baby's mind and unforgettable. When I was five years old, I was officially...How glad I was to receive the sword when I was allowed to learn it!

She held her first love, the sword, and continued to smoke.

At the age of ten, his skills began to stand out in the family.

I took intensive inspection classes with the attention of the elderly. And

Lightly pass the entrance examination of the Cheonmu Academy, which is difficult.

He entered the hospital with his brother Nam Gung-jin, who was seven years older than him.

It was the achievement of the three brothers following their older brother Nam Gung-woo, who was three years older than them.

And the best in the year of the Celestial Academy, beating other colleagues.

He becomes a member of the Guryong Chilbong Peak, which has the title of ”Guryong Chilbong.

It's no exaggeration to say that there has been little blockage in his life.

It was.

For him, now a sword appears before his eyes again.

The sword is not in his hands, but he wants to be.

It was a sword—it was too difficult to obtain.

Again this time, the sword is sucking in everything it has.

This sword is so beautiful, so warm, so fascinating.

It was a sword with magic. That sword is more than the one I ever caught when I was five.

It was sharp, much more dangerous. The sword has a scar on his heart.

It was a sword sharp enough to wear, a dangerous sword. I'm just saying, give up.