Episode 213Washinsangdam (è¥èªåè½) (1)
Yeonhojeong, who came out the back door of the guesthouse, spoke to Prince Moyong.
âItâll be okay since itâs your first time, but from now on you wonât be able to come in person often.â
Mo Yong nodded his head.
âIf Yang Chen likes you so much, heâll give you an eye thatâs hard to shake off.â
âItâs still like that. âI was caught off guard today, but I donât know if this trick will work next time.â
âEven if it works, donât overdo it. Listening to you, it seems that Yang Chen is not an ordinary fox either. âMake sure you donât arouse suspicion with unnecessary actions.â
âIâll keep that in mind.â
âCan communication be done through openness?â
âThat would be the easiest.â
âI understand. âI wish you good luck.â
âYou too had a hard timeâ¦â
That was then.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes caught sight of an alley far northwest from the inn.
And in the middle of that alley, there was not one person covered in black blood.
ââ¦!!â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs expression suddenly changed.
It is an emotion that cannot be suppressed consciously. There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes lit up.
His eyes followed Yeon Ho-jeong.
ââ¦?â
In the dark alley, there were only three swans leaning against the wall.
Mo Yong asked.
âWhy are you doing that?â
ââ¦no.â
Yeon Ho-jeong tried to maintain a calm expression.
A look flashed in Mo Yong-gunâs eyes.
âOhh?â
He saw it for the first time. Yeon Ho-jeong is trying to act to hide his embarrassment.
Of course, he must have acted countless times in his battle with himself. But Iâve never seen such an awkward expression before.
Moyong-gunâs strange eyes. Yeon Ho-jeong realized that he had read her embarrassment.
âShit.â
There was an instantaneous gap. No matter how hard you try to manage your facial expressions, itâs meaningless now.
However, I couldnât openly show my embarrassment.
âThen Iâll leave.â
âOkay, take a look. âPlease contact us immediately once the information is complete.â
âIf you do it, thatâs enough.â
Yeon Ho-jeong took a step. He could feel Moyongâs eyes following his back.
âThere is no choice.â
The other person should not be interested in this area. However, Mo Yong-gun is also not an ordinary person, so he will try to somehow dig into this gap that he has revealed.
Slurp.
Yeonhojeong mingled with the people passing by.
And after a while, his presence disappeared.
The corners of Moyongâs mouth rose.
âItâs a great stealth technique.â
It is not the case that the martial arts were used to kill a presence, nor is the martial arts itself the martial arts of an assassin who specializes in stealth.
He just gradually lost his temper and disappeared into the crowd. It was one of the highest-level stealth techniques that fooled peopleâs cognitive abilities.
âWhere on earth did you learn such tricks? Iâm really curious. âThe same goes for his insight and martial arts skills that are not appropriate for his age.â
Moyong-gun, who was smiling quietly and watching the northwest alley, opened his mouth.
âLead-free.â
A low voice was heard from inside the guest room.
âYes, my lord.â
âYou saw it too, right?â
âThatâs right.â
Muyeon was the best hiding expert in the Moyong family, to be precise, under the command of Moyonggun.
He was a talent that could not be easily used within the Murim Alliance. Because there are so many experts, it is obvious that they will be questioned the moment their existence is discovered.
However, once you come into the world, there will be no other being as powerful as Mu-yeon.
âYeonhojeong, that guy must have noticed your presence too. âItâs just that I didnât say it out loud.â
ââ¦.â
âBut if you move carefully, even the best late-life index in the world will be able to see through your stealth skills.â
Moyong-gunâs eyes, which were full of laughter, suddenly poured out a blue chill.
âIâll chase you.â
Hwiiing.
A gust of wind blew and fluttered Mo Yongâs sleeves.
As soon as his command was given, Prince Moyong realized that Muyeon had disappeared.
Because he also knows of Mu-yeonâs existence, he can sense its presence. However, when he decided to use stealth techniques in an open space like now, there were many times when even he forgot Muyeonâs presence.
No matter how much Yeon Ho-jeong is, he wonât be able to notice Mu-yeonâs following. He had no doubts about it.
âHehehe, after all, people need to breathe in the air of the world once in a while. âYou can experience unexpected fun.â
Prince Moyong smiled and entered the guesthouse.
Now it was time to work hard. Who knows, if you work hard, you might receive an unexpected gift.
âThe weather is nice for once!â
* * *
Slurp.
The gait of the man in black was unique.
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Although it looks ordinary, the tips of both feet crossing each other hit the ground with a unique beat.
It was the step of an expert who could make explosive moves at any time. However, because the gait is so refreshing and the loose robe covers the entire body, no attention is drawn to the gait itself.
If it is gloomy, it has a gloomy appearance. However, in Gangho, warrior warriors dressed like this were very common.
Someone who is unique but at the same time doesnât stand out at all.
âIt was definitely said to be ten miles southwest from here.â
I left the crowded central part of Changsha and entered the outskirts.
There were a lot of people even in the surrounding areas. However, the open scenery and beautiful mountain scenery were more noticeable than the people.
The man in blackâs eyes wavered.
âAlu Mountain!â
Aklu Mountain was not very high. Is that why? It was a mountain that felt somewhat relaxed, yet simple and relaxed.
That simple and leisurely feeling.
The quiet appearance of the Jungwon region and the history of martial arts in one body stirred waves in the hearts of black people.
Sssss.
An unusual energy wavered from his body.
It was a rough and rough wave. Although he was trying hard to suppress it, the unbearable turbulence was fueling his surging murderous intent.
ââ¦â
The man in black gritted his teeth and turned around.
The wild life quickly calmed down. Unable to bear the turbulence of the moment, he cried out for his life, but that only lasted for a moment.
âIâm sorry, father.â
If you were stronger than this.
No, if only I had studied the best secret technique of the sword gate as my father said.
If that were the case, I would have been able to relieve even one tenth of my anger by beheading the heads of his subordinates before I captured the enemy commander.
âMom, please wait a moment. I will definitely kill your enemy and make sure that the path you two go on is not difficult.â
Grumbling.
Suddenly tears flowed from his eyes.
The person who killed his parents and siblings is, so to speak, a Cheolcheonji Marshal.
I promised again and again that I would shed these tears after I killed the man who could not live with the same sky.
But how can a personâs heart be so harsh? When I thought of my dead parents and siblings and realized that I could not come out even though I saw where the person who killed my parents and siblings was hiding, my misery reached its peak.
âBut once I saw it, it was okay.â
He came here deliberately, overcoming the dissuasion of his subordinates.
It was to calm my mind. There may be some who say that is all, but it was something that the man in black could not give up even an inch.
He recalled his fatherâs words.
âYou have to see to know, you have to hear to understand, and you have to feel to learn. Thatâs not just a truth limited to martial arts. âIn the future, when you go out into the world and do what you want to do, you must give priority to what you see and hear with your eyes and ears, and you must do your best to be able to feel what you see and hear in your heart.â
When I think about it now, my fatherâs teachings were all important enough not to be missed.
Intoxicated with his natural talent, he did not practice much of his fatherâs teachings. This is because the pace of development was fast even without having to follow it exactly.
But now he realized.
My fatherâs teachings and my motherâs advice were treasures that could not be replaced by talent or anything else. It was a valuable lesson that any martial artist should always keep in mind and practice, regardless of whether he or she had talent.
âsorry.â
I was following those precious teachings only after I lost my parents.
It was pitiful. And that resentment grew the hatred toward the enemy exponentially.
âI will come back again. The day I return and draw my sword, I will tear down everything you have built up.â
The man in black, who was struggling with this, fell into the eastern outskirts of Jangsa. The intention was to head to where the subordinates were.
How long did it take to walk like that?
It was when I came out of the forest and entered the entrance of a small valley.
ââ¦.â
The man in black stopped walking.
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A bird chirped. The sound of trickling water gave a refreshing feeling.
The cool breeze was enough to calm peopleâs minds. The weather was nice and the scenery was nice.
But the man in black felt it. Intense malice focused on oneself.
I felt a sharp sense of death flowing through the wind, like the sting of a wild beast.
Crash.
The left hand of the man in black grasped the sheath of his belt.
âcome out.â
tweet.
When the spirit of life is strong, the beast reacts first. There is no way the bird is chirping.
But the man in black could tell. Even this bird song is part of a false presentation.
Slurp.
The man in black lowered his posture.
It was a posture that allowed the sword to be thrown down in any direction at any time. Moreover, the stability of the posture was so high that I felt like I could last for several days in that low posture.
At that time, a voice was heard.
âI knew it.â
Sabagsabag.
A look of admiration appeared on the face of the man approaching through the northern bushes.
âThey said he was the greatest genius in the history of Gwicheolgeommun, and I just read How to Survive.â
Kang-ryang, the man in black, asked.
âAre you from Inkryong?â
ââ¦An ink dragon?â
The smiling manâs face instantly turned expressionless.
Kangryang felt eerie at the rapid change.
Was the facial expression before that a mask? It was a sudden change in expression, as if a layer of skin had been torn off.
Facial expressions and eyes whose emotions are difficult to read.
Just from that expression, Kang Ryang could tell that the man was a difficult opponent.
âThe name of the Ink Dragon was only told to those who were allowed to hear it. âAs long as an unauthorized person utters the name of the Ink Dragon, the only thing left is death.â
âdog sound.â
Sreuk.
The expression changed again. He had a smile on his face.
There was no intermediate process in changing facial expressions. It felt like I was conducting a criminal investigation.
Although he was not praying or his eyes were particularly sharp, he was a man who gave off a strange sense of discomfort. It seemed like it wasnât a person at all.
âBut rest assured. âI have no intention of killing you if you kneel obediently.â
Tsutsutsu.
A fierce anticipation rose from Kang Ryangâs body.
I could no longer hear the birds chirping. Instead, people wearing black military uniforms and masks appeared from all over the forest.
All of them wearing sheepâs clothing. The black sheep mask was strangely creepy.
The companyâs black leader said.
âKneel.â
Kangryang bit his lip.
âLet me ask you just one question. âWhere is the traitor, Yong Hwa-myeong?â¦â
âThis is my last suggestion. âKneel.â
There is no room for compromise and no intention to provide information.
Then all thatâs left is a fight.
A vicious murderous spirit emanated from Kang Ryangâs eyes.
âI also offer one last suggestion. Please attack us all at once. âItâs a hassle to go through everything one by one.â
The black manâs eyes glowed with fire.
âKill it.â
Faaagh!
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