Chapter 87: 87
Flop.
Chung-Myung stretched refreshingly as he watched Baek Cheon fall to the ground.
"Oh, I feel like I'm losing my ten-year-old temper."
Baek Cheon was completely unconscious and couldn't move. Chung-Myung smiles at that.
"Ummingling."
I beat it to the ground, but I beat it without hurting myself, so I'll be able to wake up after I faint for a while. It hurts, though, all day long.
"Yes, it's comfortable to beat it up like this!"
I shouldn't have thought about it. It's nothing to do with Chung-Myung whether his Hwajong branch goes well or not.
"……no."
Come to think of it, I can't see Jongnam guys coming to Hawasan to be elated.
"Well, I mean, how about……aaaaaah! Scared me! Argh!
Chung-Myung, who was squatting and agonizing, was surprised and rolled to the side by side. It was because of Yoo-Esul, who squatted next to him and stared at Chung-Myung.
"No, seriously! You're not a ghost!"
We have to do something about that. At this rate, he will die of a heart attack before Hawasan can be revived.
"Give me a heads up! Stuck!"
"I did!"
"When!"
"When I was beating it up."
"……."
Chung-Myung glanced at Baek Cheon, still stretching like a corpse, and turned to Yoo-Esul again.
A gentle smile blooms around his mouth.
"Did you see that?"
"Yes."
"Did you see it all?"
"From a little while ago."
"Hmmm."
"Homicide Extinction?"
"No, it's gone too far."
Do you have to kill me, kill me.
Chung-Myung looked closely at the head of Yoo-Esul.
Then she tilted her head.
"Why?"
"No, I thought I'd forget if I hit the back of my head in moderation. Or amnesia."
"……forgot it."
"Really?"
"Yes, I forgot everything."
It's hard, but it has a survival instinct.
Chung-Myung opened his eyes slightly. Then Yoo-Esul said quietly.
"Tell me the sword instead."
She doesn't know how to give up. Are you a flame wife of fire.….
So far, I've skipped it roughly, but now it's hard to skip it. Moreover, didn't you see Chung-Myung beat Baek Cheon excitedly? Now pretending is not going to work.
Then change the strategy.
Chung-Myung sighed deeply and opened his mouth.
"Why do you want to learn that?"
"……."
Yoo-Esul wince, perhaps because it was an unexpected counterattack. Then I looked at Chung-Myung with a hint of bewilderment. What should I say? Emotions are shown on the face.….
'He can never lie in front of others.'
Yoo-Esul hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth.
"I can't tell you why……."
His hesitating voice smeared his sincerity.
"I must learn the sword."
Chung-Myung still looks at Yoo-Esul.
I don't think it's because plum blossoms are pretty.'
There is a young eagerness in the eyes. There must be a story that Chung-Myung can't guess.
"Do you want to learn?"
Yoo-Esul nods his head.
"Nothing to ask."
"Huh?"
"That's the original sword of Hawasan. If you wait, you'll learn it naturally."
"……It's no longer in Hawaii."
"Whoa?"
You know it's not in Wasan?
Then, it means that Chung-Myung recognized that the sword was a plum blossom sword. Although it's exactly a Chung-Myung variant of plumage.
Chung-Myung nodded.
"Yes, it's not in Wasan right now."
"……."
"But I'll be back soon. When you're ready."
"Ready?"
Chung-Myung looked at Yoo-Esul quietly. Instead of answering her questions, Chung-Myung reaches out his hand and points to the sky.
Soon, Chung-Myung's hands travel smoothly through Ho Gong.
Yoo-Esul tilted his head at first because he did not understand Chung-Myung's gesture, but soon realized that his hands were drawing a sword path and looked at the fingertips with serious eyes."The moon girl sword, isn't it?"
"Yes."
Yoo-Esul is slowly sucked into Chung-Myung's gesture.
It was definitely a bayonet sword.
Yoo-Esul learned the most time and polished for the longest time.
But Chung-Myung's Black Moon Daughter was something different from Yoo-Esul's. Rather than just different movements, there seemed to be a fundamental difference.
When the long, short, long, and short-term gestures were over, Yoo-Esul let out a sigh.
"Did you understand?"
Yoo-Esul shakes his head.
"No, I don't know."
As soon as Chung-Myung tries to say something, Yoo-Esul starts talking first.
"But it's my job to figure it out. I think I know what you mean. You mean you can't learn unless a certain level goes up, right?"
"Right."
"We must first lay the groundwork by grinding what is now."
"You know it well."
Yoo-Esul nods slowly.
"Okay."
Chung-Myung looked at Yoo-Esul with new eyes.
I thought you were blind, but you're smart, too.'
Well, personality and brain are two different things. I think that's possible.
"Yes, but if you tell me what happened today somewhere else, I'll never tell you."
"I won't tell you."
"Good boy."
When Chung-Myung nodded, Yoo-Esul opened his eyes thinly.
"I'm your accident. You're my temper."
"I know, I know. Yeah, that's nice boy.
"……."
You can see Yoo-Esul's hand holding the sword is slightly. Chung-Myung quickly turned around.
"Then I'll see you later, accident. Don't come to me until you're good. 'Cause it's annoying.
"Excuse me…"
Yoo-Esul reached out and tried to catch Chung-Myung, but he trudged down the mountain without waiting.
"Oh, and throw that idiot in the room. If you leave it here, your mouth will turn."
Yoo-Esul sighed at Chung-Myung's voice, which was already heard from afar.
Plum Blossoms.
Chung-Myung smokes plum blossoms at the end of the sword.
It's a sight I've never seen even when I came to Hawaii.
It's just…
Yoo-Esul closed his eyes.
The sword begins to move in her head. The tip of the sword, which was moving smoothly, shook, and soon began to bloom clear plum blossoms.
apricot blossom
And the end of the sword.
And a man holding a sword.
"Father.
– I will surely restore this sword. And one day I'd like to go back to Hawaii and beg for my fault. Seol, come with me. Hwasan is a great place.
And in the end, his sword did not smoke full plum blossoms.
But now there's a plum blossom person in front of her.
"I have to learn."
Somehow.
* * *
Bang!
Chung-Myung stormed in the door of the white plum.
"Gasp!"
"Here it comes!"
And I faced an unexpected out of the blue murder.
"What?"
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong were waiting for him on the first floor, though it was still early in the morning.
"You must have been comfortable with training. Do you see me awake at this hour?"
"No, it was a mess!"
"Huh?"
"Baek Cheon's death penalty is gone, and private servants came to the White House."
What a bunch of weirdos.
Baek Cheon is gone. Why are you coming to the White House? Don't tell me Chung-Myung would have kidnapped him…….
Ah.
I didn't think of that. You could've picked it up and beaten it.
There seems to be a smart student among his students.
"You're doubting me for no reason. It's offensive."
Yoon-jong was delighted by Chung-Myung's words.
"I guess it wasn't about you! Fortunately… …""That's right, isn't it?
"……."
But why do you feel so bad, man? It's no offense!
No, this isn't the point right now!
"You were with Baek Cheon?"
"Yes."
"Seo, don't tell me……It's not what I think it is, is it?"
"What are you thinking?"
Yoon-jong smiled awkwardly.
"I don't think so, but I'm sure you're a thoughtful person, and I'm sure you'll never do that, but maybe you hit a private residence or as you said before, you slashed a bamboo punch……."
"……what's the difference between the two?"
"Face hits have extra points."
Jo-Gol nodded as if to admit it. Chung-Myung shook his hand at Ho Gong.
"Hey, I'm not a kid."
"Oh, no. Yes, Chung-Myung! I believed in this death penalty. No matter how crazy you are, you wouldn't hit a private residence."
"I didn't hit you."
"Yes!"
"I beat him up like a dog."
"Yes, like a dog. Baek Cheon's private life is supposed to be like a dog."…. What?"
Yoon-jong's face shook like an earthquake. It's like a stunt to watch.
"Hit?"
"Yes."
"Who, private residence?"
"No, you're kidding me."
"Don't tell me I'm joking……."
At that moment, Yoon-jong rushed to Chung-Myung, grabbed him by the collar, and waved him.
"Hey, you crazy man! You have to do something crazy! What if I beat you up? I don't know what a sin the annihilation of knights is.…."
"Oh, my God!"
Chung-Myung kicked Yoon-Jeong out.
Having so lightly removed the metabolism, he caressed his neck and frowned.
"Who the f*ck knows? I handled it well so don't worry. Don't you know me?"
"……I do this on my own. On my own."
Yoon-jong lamented deeply.
"Oh, my God, it's oil when you're out of your mind. How can you kill a private residence? There's a law that a person should at least abide by."
"……when did he keep such a thing?"
"Yes."
The truth that Jo-Gol blurted out was lamented by Yoon-Jong's lost face. I'm about to cry thinking about what will happen in the morning.
"What's wrong with the atmosphere? You don't think I can handle that?"
"……so what did they say about the private residence?"
"He asked you to make him stronger."
"Huh?"
To the unexpected answer, Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol look at Chung-Myung with their eyes wide open at the same time.
In fact, Chung-Myung spoke softly, digging his ears out.
"What the heck."
"……."
"……."
The two look at each other and exchange views.
Does that make sense?
'No, if you think about it, it doesn't make any sense. We did, didn't we?'
But it's a private residence.'
'We're on death row, aren't we?'
The widower knows how the widower feels, and they have been similarly beaten, so I could understand how Baek Cheon brought it up.
"Well, what did you say? Did you say you'd do it?"
"No, I just beat him up."
"……defeat?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Chung-Myung shrugs.
"Is there a reason? I just didn't feel so good. I beat him until he got better."
"……."
This moment – jong yoon myung chung, before training hard not to die for he regretted what he did. If I had a chance to go back to the past, I was confident that I would train without sleeping until the moment Chung-Myung came.
That way, I'll be able to punch that crazy guy in the face.
It was Yoon-jong who realized that there was nothing to stop a strong man if he went out of his mind.
"Don't worry about nothing, just go to bed. You'll see when you wake up.""……."
"Sleep."
Chung-Myung trudged upstairs and the remaining Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jeong sighed deeply.
"……Did he really beat him up?"
"There's one thing I realized about Chung-Myung."
"What's that?"
"He talks nonsense, but he doesn't lie."
"……I knew it was good."
A very good one. You punk.
"But the death penalty."
"Huh?"
"Then doesn't that mean that even Baek Cheon's private residence was attacked by Chung-Myung?"
"……."
"Is this real?"
"You said you'd tell a lie, even if you did."
"No, that's incredible. But Baek Cheon is executed."
"It's Chung-Myung."
"……I'm convinced."
Yoon-jong shook his head and looked upstairs at Chung-Myung.
That monster now eats a white porcelain belly.
Where is wasan going. Hwasan은…….
No wonder it was Yoon-Jong who wanted to cry.
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