episode_0087

Choi Lyon was dumbfounded.

This meant that interest in Cheong was disappearing.

Not only is Cheong not the representative of women in the central plains, but does it make sense to say that she is interested in men?

However, I couldn’t give a detailed explanation.

So I have no choice but to just let it be misunderstood.

So Cheong freely misunderstood.

No, martial arts changes one’s sexual orientation.

They say it’s a Heavenly Demon’s Magic, but isn’t it a Magical Art, not a Magical Art?

Shouldn’t the name be changed to Heavenly Demonic Gong?

Or maybe it’s Namshin Magic, or even Indigo Magic.

hmm. is not it?

When I thought about it, it was a world where people became prettier and more sensitive, then duller, and all sorts of things happened just because they learned martial arts.

Isn’t there something that can be controlled by hormones or something like that?

Even so, it really is a complete magic attack.

“Well, I guess that’s the case. But liberation of the Central Plains? The head is the dog, but the Dead Sea is equal to make a horn, what do you want to create? ”

“It is also a problem that will be naturally solved when the Most High completes the divine skill. Do not doubt.”

“Why? Do people suddenly become nice? under! Now that’s it. hmm. That might make sense.”

Cheong’s horse twisted behind him.

When I think about it, I wonder if Cheong also changed after learning Daejeongseonggong.

The supreme petitioner may be in a much more serious condition than Cheong.

So, does that mean you’re not interested in me?

Sexual orientation and goodness have nothing to do with it.

Is it a martial art that makes you a good sodomite?

Instead of being a sodomite, you become good?

Then I wondered why I was even thinking about something like this.

So what?

Whether the dog is good, not, or not with the man, it doesn’t matter.

Then Choi Lyon said.

No, it was almost a pleading tone.

“You just have to endure it a little longer. After you open the Heavenly Magic Chong and the Supreme Being completes the divine action, then he will not hold you back even if you leave.”

“Oh?”

Cheong blinked.

“What is it? Are you just sending it to me?”

“The Future Heavenly Demon does not necessarily place unbelievers under his command. If you are not hostile to Protestantism, you will be merciful.”

Cheong growled.

“Grandpa, do you know that the supreme appealer tried to make me laugh just because he said a word? If you learn something, whether it’s a new skill or a dark magic skill, you’re going to end up with a terrible baby in the world anyway.”

“Go! How dare you say something profane?”

Mr. Bijeonma cut off Cheong’s words.

A purple light shimmered between the old man’s body and the world.

Bicycle Magi.

Unlike the Qing Dynasty’s Jingi, the original owner’s Bijeonmagi had the quality of a magical machine befitting a majestic teenage horseman.

This is because the Rotating Demon Army’s Rotating Demon Army has already completed its final evolution into the Rotating Strong Machine.

Since the Rotten Demon Army appears when he is angry, Cheong was moved to tears at the sight and argued.

“What, are you mad at me now? You said you cursed at martial arts skills? Why is it so shiny that I want to fry it with lightning?”

“Go!!”

“Quick!”

Suddenly, my eyes turned white and a loud scream came out of my own accord.

I couldn’t even tell where I was hit.

It’s like a roar that envelops the entire body in an instant, causing bones and muscles to melt at once.

Fortunately, the pain subsided right away.

But it was a sobering move.

Cheong originally had a habit of bowing down when he encountered a strong man.

The strengths and weaknesses included not only the heights and heights of the realm, but also relationships.

Since Choi Lyon had shown himself to be so soft and weak to Cheong, he was slowly creeping up.

Then, after receiving a blow, I realized that Mr. Jajeonma was actually an expert in Hwagyeong.

He was also a dog expert who could turn Cheong into crispy fried food just by feeling good.

Ah, I’m so lazy.

What did I believe and why did I just change my mind?

Cheong forcibly pulled in the corners of his mouth, reflecting on his past actions.

It was a smile disguised as servility.

“Hehe. Elderly. Why are you so angry? I guess I was just so surprised that my words came out harshly. You know it’s not my intention, right?”

“I, I. sorry. It wasn’t intentional.”

“Ayu, sure. I learned it too, but don’t you know it? Normally, there are times when elderly people feel depressed for a while. I don’t care.”

“No. Honey, that’s not it. This is.”

Rather, Choi Lyong, who had hit him, had a beaten face.

Because Cheong’s smile is unfamiliar.

The smiling face or eyes did not smile, and the narrow, trembling eyes looked towards the gaze, but did not meet with a focus that did not match the forehead or between the eyebrows.

As you grow older, you also gain the wisdom to clearly know what that expression is called.

It was an emotion known in the world as fear.

The old man’s cloudy eyes wandered through another time.

There were eyes that always looked at Choi Lyong.

The saying that a person knows something by looking at it does not come from the essence of Taoist Buddhism or from the evil energy of demonic energy.

Seeing that a person is friendly, their eyes move first, so without even realizing it, they close their tails and keep their gazes glued together, never letting go.

Eyes that tremble when they see something fearful.

When looking at something ugly, the luster has died, the color is colder than the north wind, and the poisonous energy that has returned draws sharp angles, making it look like a dagger.

So, the round thing that the world looks at in a friendly way is called an eye, and when it sees something that is ugly, it is called an eye color.

Choi Lyon learned from experience that there is fear in the process of eyes changing into eye color.

Who would have known that the body that was cooling in my arms would have such a short life? The vivid hatred in those eyes that I could not close even after death.

“Heo Eok.”

Choi Lyon’s complexion turned white.

No, it was so white that it turned blue, and eventually it rolled on the floor, rolled its eyes, and trembled.

Wide-eyed whispers whispered in the old man’s ear.

I hate you. I hate you. I wish I had never been born. Grandpa? Why is this happening all of a sudden? go away. please. please. What? Isn’t there a chance of taking a portrait out of nowhere? The last thing I see of the world shouldn’t be your hideous face. Come on, come to your senses! Grandpa! Grandpa!

Father, you must live a long time.

Because I don’t want to face that face in hell.

And Choi Lyon’s trembling stopped.

“… … That’s it now.”

“Are you okay? Have you come to your senses?”

“No need to make a fuss. It’s because I’m old.”

“Grandpa, you were suddenly ready to leave Hwangcheon-gil, but you couldn’t even make a fuss?”

“I can’t go yet. I must go and see how my Heavenly Demon reigns supreme and the entire central plain is in peace.”

Cheong picked up Choi Lyong, put it back in place, and dragged his legs back to his seat.

And then he swept up the fruit.

Since it seemed like I was done with getting it, I was planning on eating it while I could.

Choi Lyon just smiled bitterly and glared at a corner of the table from a long distance away.

So the table was empty.

Cheong was worried about whether he should finish the meeting or not and whether he should ask him to take him with him or not.

Is the insignificant sister-in-law now number one on pedestal?

No, there is no need for numbers for one-of-a-kind items.

Should we just elevate it to a pedestal?

It was then.

Choi Lyon brought up a story that was not even asked.

“You must have heard that there was a daughter.”

Cheong answered hesitantly.

If it had been before I got hit, I would have scolded that bitch and said she was such a scoundrel to the world.

“What. I heard a rumor that your daughter was a very special person.”

“Yes. She was a treacherous daughter.”

“Uh, if it’s a heavy story, you don’t have to tell it.”

Cheong hurriedly tried to block the voice that contained deep resentment.

Because I don’t like the new wave.

However, Choi Lyon shook his head and spoke freely.

“I was always anxious not to leave Shingyo. I stopped that, and one day, he started to regard my father as the enemy of the world. But, how can Daehobeop’s daughter go to the central plain?”

“Was the elder a great protector?”

“It was like that at one time. Until my daughter stabbed me in the heart and died.”

“Ah.”

madam. It’s getting heavy.

“She committed suicide without even being able to fully bloom at her flowery age. It’s like he considered Abby his enemy until he died.”

Cheong couldn’t even answer and just rolled his eyes.

“If this old man betrays Protestantism now, how will he look on his daughter’s face when he dies? My daughter will immediately criticize me.”

A shadow fell on Choi Lyon’s old face.

“When he was alive, he said he was doing it for Protestantism, but he treated me so badly that I died. Did the heartless father who killed his own daughter even betray his beloved Shinkyo for the sake of a complete stranger when he got older? If you ask me that question, what should I do?”

Cheong just scratched his head.

What Seolga said was both right and wrong.

I was correct that persuading him would not work anyway, but I was wrong that he was a devout Protestant.

Because he was just a poor old pseudo-Protestant who had to be devout for fear that his dead daughter’s death would be in vain.

AC. How can the living defeat the dead?

From the beginning, Choi Lyon’s words were such a rejection.

“I will send you back once the Cheonmachong is finished. Even if you are the Supreme, you won’t be able to treat me carelessly if I stop you. I hope you can just hold on until then.”

Cheong sighed deeply.

“I understand. If the old man says so.”

Of course, it was just lip service.

First of all, I really shouldn’t be able to trust this guy called the Supreme Hosoin.

He was a guy who, once he learned the indigo magic technique, would immediately reach the stage of disembodiment.

What if you suddenly say you want to kill me?

If grandpa tries to stop him then, it will all be in vain.

You can’t risk your life on someone else’s mercy.

Therefore, we must not allow that bastard, who is the most important person, to achieve detachment.

And I can’t even see that.

I’ll have to get rid of the Heavenly Demon Spirit and see his distorted face as a way to show off by interfering with him at a critical time.

And there was a second one too.

Even if I could return safely, it would have been a problem.

In the end, then, the bastard who went from being the Supreme Hosoin to becoming the Demon of the Future will gather all the evil members of the Demonic Cult and attack.

What is my home, the sweet home of the priestess, that I have achieved so much?

Moreover, what if there is a rumor that Seomuncheong gave the indigo magic ball to Cheonma?

It seemed like I wouldn’t be the only one who would be shattered.

I will definitely be crushed by Master.