Book 1 Chapter - 14 (2/2)

It was more of a sword than it could have been.

The name of the sword was a ghost.

”Uh, uh, uh...Oh, my God, look at him! Come on!

Oh, that's not funny.

What a wolf he is! Pretending to be a true master, he's got all sorts of forms.

Now that you've caught them all, there's nothing you can do about them!

Turns out he had dozens of wolves with Biam! ”

Ryu-Yeon momentarily judged the current situation. anymore

I can't watch it because I can't look at all. Then we'll have to get out of this mess.

What do you have to do for yourself now? to the thought that

Set up a reasonable and effective course of action and put it into practice soon.

Decided to chi, put it right in practice.

Ryu-Yeon jumped off a tree with a whimper. He jumps off and lands.

One branch is the palace of the third son of the Namgung Sega, which is now known for its progressive form.

One of the four great factions of the old school, the pillar of Iwamurim,

Amifa is located on Mount Amifa.

The spirits of the previous disciples embraced each other on Mount Amisan's famous peak.

It was right in front of a place lying on the ground somewhere. in front of one's eyes

A king of unemployed men (here) who can be used figuratively as the size of a house.

A jobless man refers to a man who only plays without doing anything.

Baekho was preparing a meal with his mouth wide open.

A flash of timbre from Ryu-Yeon's right sleeve.

He was sucked into the mouth of a white tiger.

A moment of light! A moment of silence!

..............and roar!

”Cure hhhhhooray!”

Is this the end!? would have thought Namgoongsang and the spirit. That's how big it is.

White Tiger with a single roar of horror, desperation, and mountain cry.

Slowly he laid himself on the ground.

King of the mountains, king of the unemployed, reigning in fear of the people and the people of the world.

Baekho became the best wall hanger with the rugs of a rich family, making it expensive.

It was a moment when fate and destiny intersected with fate to be sold.

And two men who escape the fate of being beasts's of beasts.

It was also a moment. But why are you smacking your lips!

”Hey! Come on, come on!

The palace where Ryu-Yeon is hugging the ghost so hard that it's crushed on its toes.

I kicked my top butt with my toes.

”Who... who... oops!”

Surprised, Namgung-san jumped up like a bounce.”Oh, well, I mean, it's... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's...

Fumbling with a face as red as the midsummer sun.

Trying hard to explain the current situation in logical language.

I was looking for a statue of the Southern Palace.But it's hard to get rid of the redness on your face.

I don't think I've come up with a great solution to reality yet.

The redness was the same for the spirits. If it doesn't get red, it's just...

What is strange is the analysis of the current situation. Shame on the Spirit

With a full, reddish face, he struggles to face the Southern Palace.

He brought it up.

”Thank you for saving my life.I'm sorry, Namgoong Sohyeop!”

”Don't mention it! For Ginsozer's sake, it's a matter of course.

That's it! I don't care. I don't care.

I don't.”

”Huh? Of course? What's the obvious thing? Hugging Ryeong until she crushes.

You mean lying on the ground and rolling? Or get Ryeong off the top.

Are you talking about the press?”

”S...Master!”

They shouted at the same time with red faces as if they were about to explode.

”Hey, Ryeong! You don't know what's going on right now.

It's the shape of your beautiful, flowery, 18-year-old life here.

Always a courtesan, cuddling over you and rolling the floor.

He's not a courtesan, he's a hotshot master here! A

Do not turn a blind eye to the truth by mistake of the moment!”

It was Ryu-Yeon who forgot why he called the two.

”Oh, yes, thank you for saving my life! Master!”

”Oh, my God! Oh, my God!Oh, come on! Of course!”

”Thank you for saving me! Master!

Namgung Sang gathered his hands to pledge and express his gratitude.

”Hmmm, uh...Thank you so much! Court lady!”

Ryu-yeon shook his hands and said.

”You must have been in a good mood today! You're still sorry to see your face, aren't you?

I see it!

But don't be so appetizing!

We'll have another chance in the future!The opportunity! The moment! Again!

It's a man who catches you!Hahaha!”

”Master... Master!”

Nam Gung-sang was so surprised that he screamed with a red face.

Next to him, the spirit must be ashamed of itself, with a red face.

He just looked down and was at a loss.

”Well, then...”

With a simple greeting, Ryu-yeon jumps up and down in front of both of them.

Disappeared into the forest.

Only the increasingly distant laughter remained in their ears. .

In a space where there's no one around, facing each other for a while.

The two stood quietly.

The bloodstream that came out of the sleeves on the back of the hand of the male palace.

One flowed down.

”Oh, my. Blood!”

The spirit cried out in surprise.

Namgung-san said, looking at the blood flowing down the back of his hand.

”It's nothing! It's nothing! It just grazed me a little bit!”

I said it like it was nothing!

I guess he wanted to show his strong side to the woman he adored.

”It's not a big deal. Come on, show me your wound!”

The spirit is forced to wear the top of the Southern Palace with its beautiful hands like a corn.

Turned around. ”This is pretty good, but...”

I turned my back reluctantly.

”Oh, my God!”

Short bodyguard! The ghost shouted in surprise when he saw the back of the Namgung statue. Namgoongsang

His back was torn apart by four tiger claws.

Blood continued to flow through the wounds.

It was a wound that occurred earlier when Baekho avoided the second attack.

I can't believe you didn't groan after all this damage! That too

A wound that was caused by trying to protect yourself, the concentric circle of excommunication in the mind of the spirit.

One came into being. The nature of the excommunication is to continue to grow and expand.It's done.

”I can't believe you're okay with this. Take a look!

I'll heal your wound!”

Speaking as if the spirit is out of his mind, and then treating the wound in a modest way.

First, carefully peel off the top of the Southern Palace statue.

Carefully, the gold spear you had, the wound on the back of the Southern Palace.

I started to apply it. The heart of the Southern Palace is somewhere in the kidney.

He didn't seem to be feeling any pain.

Ginger's touch is so smooth.

I finished applying the gold spear medicine, but there was no bandage. Without the bandage, it's a scar.

The spirit agonized because it couldn't wrap it up.

And then he jumped up as if he had made up his mind, and he had his own skirt swollen.

I ripped it.

”Ginger, you're ripping off!”

Surprised, cried Nam Gung-sang.

”It's okay, Namgoongsof has saved my life, and these clothes...

It's going to be a problem!”

What the spirit is wearing right now, on the first day of training, he came here and asked Ryu-Yeon,

Only two pieces of clothing that he was wearing were confiscated and paid for.

It was one of the clothes. I can't believe you made me tear one of your only two clothes.

Nam Gung-sang was at a loss because he was sorry.

”But if Ginger does that, I'm ashamed of myself...”

The Namgoong-sang clouded the backbiting.

The spirit began to bandage the wound of the Southern Palace statue.

The statue of the Southern Palace was a man and the spirit was a woman. Of course, Nam Gung-sang.

Shoulder width and chest circumference were larger than the spirit. A man trained in martial arts.

All the more so. So the spirit wraps up the wounds of the Southern Palace.

When I tried to turn the bandage around, the back and chest of the Southern Palace...

It's like a spirit hugging a statue of the Southern Palace.

The head of the Southern Palace statue was completely blank. knowledgeably

He said he's gone. It's soft and transmitted through the back.

The soft, warm feeling that cannot be expressed in words becomes lightning.

I got stuck in the top of the head of the Southern Palace.

And then I felt like I had to share this moment.

I don't know if you're out of your mind or if you're out of your mind.

Tapping the hand of the spirit that was wrapped around the chest of the Southern Palace to embrace it.

I caught him. The spirit's body flinched for a moment ago. Wrapped in the chest.

The spirit couldn't take it out because he held his hand like this.

He looks like he is hugging the statue of Namgung from behind.

What do you think, the spirits scream with blush?

It was to stay quiet without.

And the silence of the moment.

Surprised if Nam Gung-sang, who was losing his mind, came to his senses.

I burned my hand. I don't know if there's something in your throat.

I sat silently without doing so. Maybe it's because of the sunset.

Both of their faces looked red.

It was a childish response. Maybe because they were both newbies.

The two of them keep each other's words that will always pop out.

It looked like.

I felt like the time was stopped.

Has the stopped time begun to flow?

How long has it been? The first person to talk to was Nam Gung-sang.

Did he decide something? The face of the Southern Palace was no longer red.

Namgung-san rose from his seat and approached the spirit and made a big decision.

He politely extended his right hand and said to the ghost.

”Let's go, then!Sozer!”