Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 95

If you lose to these bastards, you lose everything. (4)

Cheongmyeong climbed the mountain and looked around Yeonsin.

'No?'

Cheongmyeong, who was very nervous about whether Uiseol might catch up again, let out a deep sigh.

“Ha…what are you doing?”

It's a blueprint where there's nothing in the world to be afraid of. In the past, when it was called Plum Blossom Zone, there were people who were afraid of him, but no one was afraid of him.

Wasn't even Shaolin's long-distance man reluctant to meet him?

To say that such clarity is now in a situation where a little girl is shy and avoids it.

"What kind of words do you have to deal with?"

I think I'd like to break the head and wrap it with a rope and throw it on the cliff, but it's an accident, can't you just cut it?

huh?

What is a hundred thousand?

"That bastard jumped on the ground first."

What is the difference between an arguing teacher and a troublesome accident?

Anyway, thanks to you, for the first time in my life… … . No, it was the first time he had avoided people even after he died.

“How am I going to avoid people this morning?”

It was the moment when Cheong-myeong, who took a deep breath, was about to run to the mountain.

'Yes?'

I feel something popular.

"Hey! Hey! I thought I was going to do this! Trick the ghost, trick me... Huh?"

Qingming tilted his head.

The feeling I feel is different from that of Yui Seol. Yoo Yi-seol boasts a fantastic sense of non-existence, which feels blurry even when the heavenly clarity is set up.

So, Qingming also missed her foot several times.

However, the feeling I am feeling right now is too strong and clear to be Yui Seol’s. and… … .

"two people?"

Not even one.

Cheongmyeong, who narrowed her brow slightly, began to move to the direction she felt a sense of urgency.

To see two people meeting separately in this deep mountain at dawn. This one smells like conspiracy.

'I'll have to check what kind of trick it is.'

Chengming's eyes began to twinkle.

clove liquid.

His feet cut through the wind and began to move vigorously. Qingming, who had almost reached the place where he could feel the feeling, killed Ki-cheok and quietly assimilated himself with the surroundings.

And slowly, slowly, he leaned forward and slightly tilted his head.

'Huh?'

Qingming narrowed his eyes. But no matter how much I looked back, the people I saw in front of me did not change.

One was someone who knew Qingming well.

hundred thousand.

It is not strange that a hundred thousand are here. After all, this is a volcanic realm.

But it was strange to have a person standing on the other side of the hundred thousand, but it was so strange.

'Why are you here?'

Jin Geum-ryong.

Jin Geum-ryong, the great brother of Jong-nam's second disciple, stands in opposition to Baek Cheon with a strange expression.

'Why are the two of them meeting separately at this time?'

Something smells like conspiracy.

Cheongmyung slowly moved forward and listened to him.

"You seem to be doing well."

Jin Geum-ryong smiles brightly and speaks to Baek-cheon. But when he heard this, Baekcheon's face was distorted, unable to hide his displeasure.

"You look relaxed."

"Isn't there any reason for that? Dongryong-ah."

"Fuck!"

Jin Geum-ryong and Baek Cheon's gazes turn to one side at the same time.

'Ah, Mr.'

Qingming held his breath desperately.

The sense of the word Dongryong made it unbearable for Qingming.

The two tilt their heads and look at each other again. He probably thought of it as the sound of a beast.

Baekcheon contorted his face.

"Do not call me by that name. I am a hundred thousand."

"I don't mean to throw away the name my parents gave me. No matter what anyone says, you are Jindongryong."

'Turn it off.'

Qingming grabbed the floor.

'Gosh. i die Dongryong. Baekcheon's original name is Dongryong. Oh, I'm going to rip my stomach apart.'

Qingming's body convulsed.

Baekcheon's face turned red as if it was about to explode.

"Because it's a hundred thousand!"

"I got it, Dongryong-ah."

Wow, that bastard is feeding really well.

I hate it so much that even my face is blushing, but I keep fighting Dongryong in front of me. I have a really bad personality.

Whether or not he knew the evaluation of such clarity, Jin Geum-ryong continued the conversation with a smile on his face.

"Isn't it a bad thing to live in a volcano? You have a pretty good face?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I just wanted to see you."

A smile grows on Jin Geum-ryong's lips.

“What kind of life is that of an ugly little brother who ran away from home to beat this older brother and went into a volcano?”

"You would have checked this years ago?"

"I'm a person who never gets tired of kicking a defeated dog no matter how many times."

Baek Cheon's face is distorted.

Jin Geum-ryong is such a person. He is supremely merciless towards those who think he is weaker than him. He usually disguises himself with his gentleness, but a rotten, rotten inside is hidden inside.

How long have you been bullied by that Jin Geum-ryong?

"How about it? If you pray right now on your knees, I can accept you as my last son."

"Don't bullshit."

Baekcheon looked straight at Jin Geumryong and said:

"I am the second disciple of Hwasan, and I am Baekcheon, the great type.

'Five?'

Qingming looked at the two with twinkling eyes.

So let's see

To sum up, are these two brothers? One is a golden dragon and one is a dragon dragon.

'… … I really want to see who Abby is.'

The enemy of this torn stomach muscle must be avenged. What on earth were you thinking of naming children like that! So don't let the kid run away!

Baek Chen said with a growl.

“And anyway, even if I say I’m empty, you’ll smile and ignore these words. Because you’re just that kind of person.”

"Haha. It's weird being a brother. He doesn't know me very well even though he's been away for so long."

Jin Geum-ryong, who had been smiling for a long time, suddenly changed color and looked at Baekcheon with cold eyes.

"You made the wrong choice."

“……”

"If you wanted to defeat me, you should have entered the clan. Then there would have been even a slight possibility. But, not a chongnam, but a volcano? You're going to enter this collapsing clan and defeat me? Ha ha ha. The dog will laugh!"

Baekcheon bit his lip.

"Don't ignore volcanoes."

"Huh?"

"Yeah. You're right. The reason I put my enemies in the volcano in the first place is because they hit me. I thought I was going to lead and defeat the volcano they hated the most, the older brother who ignored me and looked down on me."

"It's too stupid to even call it a chit-chat. I have to say it's like you."

Ignoring the constant pouring of rustling, Baekcheon said firmly.

"At first, I was obviously a childish kid. But now, I really like the volcano. Living as the great disciple of the volcano, Baekcheon, is the most rewarding thing."

'Hey hoo?'

Cheongmyeong looked at Baekcheon with eyes that were about to die.

'There was such a thing.'

He said that he must be strong, and there must have been a reason. In addition, Cheong-myeong was subtly moved by Baek-cheon's remarks.

'Oh, it's all gone... … .'

"You feel it's rewarding to live as a disciple of this crumbling sect? In this ruined sect? How has your mind gone?"

is that kid

No, that's what Chungmyeong originally meant, but hearing that bastard say it makes you mad again?

Just spout out!

"okay."

Baek Cheon answered firmly.

"It may seem strange, but I came to know this too. I'm not happy just because I'm naughty in a good school, in good food, in good clothes. Because I was able to set goals. The volcano is the place that gave me goals, and moreover, it is the place that wrapped me up with love!"

"Affection?"

Jin Geum-ryong said like a crane.

"You seem to have seen less of reality when you talk like that. I'll tell you. You're already over. As a result of this pathetic choice, you will spend the rest of your life being humiliated as a third-rate samurai. And here I am the servant. I'll be watching him become a long-time writer."

"Whatever it is. I'm just living my life."

"I'm going to live a life like garbage. Well, it's going to be fun to watch."

Jin Geum-ryong said with a sly smile.

"But it's not in my temper to watch for a long time. Without waiting, I'll let you know tomorrow. How foolish it was to choose a volcano rather than a genus."

And Jin Geum-ryong, who tilted his head as if he was thinking about something, put a smirk on his lips.

"No, no. Maybe it was a good choice. Could there be a better combination of a fallen clan and an idiot?"

"I don't mind insulting me. But don't bring your mouth to the volcano. I'll tear your mouth apart."

"...a guy like you?"

Jin Geum-ryong stared at Baekcheon. Hundreds of thousands of people shudder at the soaring life.

Jin Geum-ryong, who had been staring at Baekcheon for a while, suddenly died and smiled.

"No need to rush. You'll find out when the day comes. Neither you nor Hwasan will be able to set your face on the river again after tomorrow. I'll make that happen."

Jin Geum-ryong glanced at Baekcheon and turned around. Then he went down the mountain without looking back.

Baek Cheon, who looked at Jin Geum-ryong's back, sighed deeply.

'Can I make it?'

Jin Geum-ryong is a do-it-yourselfer. Aside from his personality, his skills are so great that Baekcheon cannot even dare to follow him.

Baek Cheon bit his lip.

'Don't be shaken.'

I am a hundred thousand of volcanoes. And one day he will become a writer of the volcano and make the glory of the volcano bloom again.

The moment Baek Cheon, who had been muttering as if a promise to himself, was determined to turn around.

"Wow, look at something special."

"Wow! Shiba! Surprise!"

The terrified Baekcheon fell to the floor without realizing it, pouring out double bathing. He was so shocked that his heart was about to burst out of his throat.

I barely came to my senses, and when I looked up, I saw Qingming nodded with a happy face.

"You, you... why are you here?"

“Comrade…. huh. Do, do, Dongryong-ah.”

Baek Cheon's face distorted to the fullest as he spoke while forcing himself to hold back the laughter that leaked out of Cheong-Myeong.

"...Did you hear everything?"

"Ugh, Dongryong-ah. I was amazed at this sandal quality. That young mind that thinks of volcanoes."

As Qingming nodded his head, Baek Cheon sighed.

"He's like a ghost. He didn't even feel a presence."

"What is normal?"

"...I haven't done anything wrong, but please don't tell other people. There will be some who don't like it."

"Don't worry, Sasuk. This chungmyeong! With a heavy mouth, it's a pity if it's the last thing in the world."

“……”

Doesn't that mean the mouth is crazy cheap?

Baek Cheon wrapped his head around him, thinking he was caught by this guy.

No one knew about this except for Jang Mun-in and a few elders. But at least... … .

"Hmm. So Sa-sook is Jin Geum-ryong's younger brother?"

"Even though it's her sister, she's not very friendly. She's different from her mother in the first place..."

Baekcheon sighed and tried to continue talking.

"Since I was little..."

"Ah, okay."

"Yes?"

"I don't have to listen to such trivial stories. It's obvious. I was born as the eldest or the youngest, so I was hit by a talented older brother, so I wasn't treated well, so I ran away from home and came to the volcano. Isn't it?"

"...don't make other people's lives so simple."

But that's correct.

"Well done."

"Yeah. So... huh?"

Baekcheon raises his head.

"Good job. Come to the volcano."

Cheongmyung made a slightly different expression from before. It wasn't the smile that always scratched a person's temper. It was a very gentle smile.

And a heavy voice came out of his mouth.

"No matter where you are from, whatever your story, Sasuk is a disciple of the volcano, as long as you have found it on your own feet.

Baek Cheon didn't say anything.

That's not what this little guy is talking about. But strangely, the moment he hears those words, his heart sinks at ease.

"Proof. When?"

"When?"

Cheongmyung chuckles.

"Today."

Qingming turned his head.

Soon, the sun will rise announcing the Hwajong branch.

"Let's run wild somewhere. Sasuk."

It was hard to hear in the eyes of Cheong-Min.