Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 68

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Episode 68. Sniffers (3)

Jeong Il-ryong.

Appearing in Gangho at the late age of thirty, he emerged as a master in Sacheon two years later and was immediately invited to the Uicheon League.

In Uicheon Maeng, he was treated with utmost respect, and after that, he went on a winning streak and became an elder of Maeng at the age of mid-40s.

Looking at the history of the Uicheon League, few became elders before fifty. It was a different matter from his skills, and it also meant that his political skills were very good.

He developed his skills step by step like that, and soon, at the age of 60, he became a leader who reigned above all elders.

But he had a feeling that he was too rambunctious. The Uicheon lord immediately saw through his desire to set up the lord as a puppet and become the real power himself.

In the end, Jung Il-ryong had no choice but to become a dog that only listened to the leader’s words due to the naive, wicked, and even skilled operation of the Uicheon leader.

It was because the leader was stealing all kinds of evidence of corruption that he had committed so far.

It was also the reason why the leader let him go until he became a leader. If only Jeong Il-ryong was put on a leash, he could have all the elders under his command.

‘Is that bastard here?’

Seo Liang recalled. The face of the guy who had his right leg blown off with a merciless knife at the end of his life.

The astute old man never did anything to lose. If it was a matter of personal safety, he would sell his grandson and granddaughter out of it.

It was the reason why he did not appear in front of me even when I was chased around seven days and nights, and even when I was arrogantly wounded.

After being mortally wounded in a skirmish with King Biyo, he finally appeared and swung his sword.

‘My leg was cut off by that guy.’

It was as if a knife blade was shooting out of Xu Liang’s eyes as he stared at the letter.

Whoops.

The forest was silent in front of the life that happened unconsciously.

‘Jeong Il-ryong… … !’

A pure white outfit that does not tolerate a single blemish on a dignified physique. A well-groomed beard that is not lacking in the modifier Miyeomgong (美髥公).

I hadn’t seen him many times, but I could clearly remember how many wrinkles he had on his face. She remembered everything, even her greed and distorted expression, which did not go well with her clear eyes.

Ssssss.

The cold life turned into hot madness and burned the body. It seemed that his hair was turning white with anger.

“… … !”

I want to tear it limb from limb and feed it to the dogs.

“… … sir! … … Sir!”

I wanted to run away and catch him right away. In the meantime, he wanted to pour out all the killing methods and torture he had learned.

I wanted to make it into such a mess that people were saying, “Please kill me.”

Chi profit.

Xi Liang’s eyes grew sharper and sharper. It was like looking into the devil’s torn eyes.

Then, a low, dull voice rang out.

“Confucius!”

Seo Liang looked at Ma Dong Pil in surprise.

Ma Dong-pil’s face was white. His forehead was wet with cold sweat, and his shoulders were trembling slightly.

“Why are you… … ?”

In an instant, Xu Liang realized his mistake. Ma Dong-pil was preventing his ignorance from spreading out to kill himself with all his might.

Squeak.

As Seo Liang managed to get his life together, Ma Dong-pil finally let out a sigh of relief.

“sorry. I made a mistake.”

“Hoo-wook. no.”

“Are you okay?”

“of course. Do not worry.”

He said that, but Ma Dong-pil was surprised inside.

‘You’re amazing.’

How could an ant see the claws of a falcon roaming the sky? Even so, Ma Dong-pil thought he knew Seo Liang’s skills to some extent.

‘I was wrong. Such terrifying… … .’

I almost suffered internal injuries just by surrounding the burning flesh with air waves. If that dense life had exploded, I might have really suffered internal injuries.

And another surprise.

‘He hates the righteous army. That’s incredibly.’

It is a feeling that I have not known for the past year. It could be said that it was natural since he was a demon of Shingo, the headquarters of the Demonic Murim, but Confucius-nim’s hatred seemed to go beyond the limit.

“Who else? Any other information?”

“None. I don’t know why, but it’s not a normal thing if you’re a senior. It seems that they are thoroughly controlling information in their own way.”

“I guess so.”

It has been like that since before. The Uicheon Lord, who thought he had gathered some strength, devoted all his energy to acquiring faster and more accurate information than to increase his power.

In Gangbuk, the Uicheon League, in Gangnam, the Chunma Shinkyo.

The information power between the two is unrivaled in their respective fields. If I had to compare them, I could say that Uicheonmaeng was superior in vastness and Cheonma Shinkyo was superior in sophistication.

‘The Uicheon Lord, the old man, aimed at the Heavenly Horse, the General Commander, and the Great Protection Act as my last request.’

In other words, it was judged that if only the Heavenly Demon Goddess was destroyed, he could hold the world in his hands. And that’s what I thought I had built up that much power.

‘But it failed.’

The Uicheon Lord’s trust in King Sal was absolute. He may have sincerely believed that he could assassinate three key figures of the Heavenly Demon Cult.

In fact, even if one of them is removed, the Heavenly Demon Church will be shaken. And the Uicheonmaeng would never have missed the gap in the Cheonma Shinkyo, which would inevitably have a power vacuum.

But it failed.

Xu Liang, who was called the King of Killing, because of his sudden escape.

‘And now, a year later, Jeong Il-ryong came to Gangseo. He certainly wouldn’t have come alone.’

Why? Why did he come to Gangseo?

“Confucius.”

“huh?”

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There was a hint of concern on Ma Dong-pil’s blunt face.

“Are you okay?”

“… … okay.”

Xiliang returned the letter to him.

“When does the convoy leave?”

“They say they’re leaving on the morning of the next day.”

Rest longer than expected and set off. Perhaps he was considerate of the patient he was traveling with.

“i get it. Get some rest too.”

“Ah, yes.”

Seo Liang walked away.

Ma Dong-pil, who was staring at his back, called him again.

“Confucius.”

“why? Anything else to say?”

“no. just… … .”

Ma Dong-pil laughed and lowered his head. Now his smile seemed quite natural.

“It is an honor to see you again.”

Seo Liang also smiled.

“Nice to meet you too.”

It’s nice to see you, but it’s not a situation where you can laugh and talk with the joy.

Back in the carriage, Xi Liang sat by the window without saying a word, lost in thought.

‘Jeong Il-ryong.’

pounding!

My heart beat got stronger. The concentration of blood flowing through his veins seemed much thicker.

‘You’re coming? You?’

My fists trembled. The veins on the back of her hand squirmed as if they were about to burst.

But that’s for a while.

‘… … shit.’

All of a sudden, my pulse went blank.

He touched his forehead helplessly.

‘Like a sick person… … . What does it matter if he’s around here or not? Why does he keep paying attention to him?’

what was my purpose? Are you on the run? Are you free?

As he abandoned his past life, he also abandoned the name Salwang. Even if I was disgusted and angry, there was no reason to catch and kill him now.

Life off the river. Didn’t he want to live comfortably in a town that was still muddy, but had no concept of martial arts?

He is trying to leave the Protestant Church for that splendid dream.

If you only go out of the Protestant Church, there is nothing rough. It is to go to the safe houses that have been prepared throughout the central plains, regain martial arts, and take a pile of money to rise in the public eye.

If that’s the case… … You will be able to live the life of your true self that you have been wishing for for decades.

‘okay. Let’s not forget my purpose. Let’s not abandon my dream.’

Even if you live according to your plan, life is ruined if you do things wrong. If you were swayed by the emotions of a moment, a happy life was the way to go that far.

Let’s not act like fools or ignorant children.

Jung Il-ryong? In other words, even if the Uicheon Lord is in front of you, you should be able to ignore it and pass it by.

Even if he had a big influence on my death, I just have to bury him and go my own way.

ok then Let’s live for my dream as we have done so far. Do you think you’ll regret it later if you run amok now?

‘damn.’

Exciting!

As time passed, my heart beat stronger. I know in my head that this is not the case, but my body reacts first.

‘I want to kill you.’

A reddish light seemed to leak from her tightly closed eyes. When I opened my eyes, it felt as if I would run out alone to where he was.

‘I want to tear it apart and kill it.’

It was as if someone was holding it close to my ear and strongly tempting me.

If you want to laugh, laugh. Cry if you want to cry.

And if you want to kill, kill.

You just have to live as your heart desires.

“Suck!”

Whoa!

Soaring Magi. It seemed as if the dark spirit demon bubbling in his stomach was about to rise up his throat and vomit out into the world.

Juhwa’s eyes shook.

“Confucius?!”

He came in without saying a word, thought about it, and then suddenly smoked an unusual magic. I somehow suppressed it so it didn’t leak out of the carriage, but that was only for a moment.

At that time, Geum-ho, who had been sleeping with a purr, opened his eyes.

Sabaksabak.

Kumho got up quickly and climbed onto Xu Liang’s lap.

Ugh.

At the same time, the demonic energy of Xiliang, which was about to explode, calmed down.

“omg!”

Seo Liang opened his eyes. The red glow that had filled his pupils had disappeared before he knew it.

shiver.

The cold sweat dripping from his forehead proves that he spent a lot of energy for a while.

“Gongja-nim, are you okay?”

Xi Liang did not answer. He didn’t even have the spirit to answer.

His eyes trembled as he looked down at the golden lake.

‘Is it you?’

Kumho licked Seo Liang’s nose with his tongue.

Squeak.

After a while, Magi, who was burning with rage, completely calmed down.

“Whoa.”

He hugged him and stroked him. Geum-ho, who had been making a high-pitched noise, fell asleep again.

“Gongja-nim… … .”

“The State Secretary.”

“yes? Ah yes!”

“How are you feeling? Have you tried luck?”

“Okay, it’s okay. All of them were discharged, even the smallest takgi. It is all thanks to Confucius.”

“Macmoon.”

Coins carefully walked around her wrists.

Xi Liang held her pulse.

“Well, I’m sure it’s all right. With two or three more days of help, I think we’ll be able to get the Woleum Magic Ball back.”

“thank you.”

“Let’s start treatment again while we’re talking.”

Xu Liang’s eyes were slightly bloodshot as he carefully put down the golden tiger.

* * *

Lynne glanced back.

The convoy, which had been constantly moving for the past nine days, had already reached the vicinity of Gangseo.

If the time was urgent, I wouldn’t have been able to afford it.

However, in the middle, the condition of the coin improved greatly, so there was no need to move leisurely. So I was able to cut one day out of a ten-day period.

Yeoni bowed her head to Ma Dongpil.

“You worked hard.”

“There is still a return. Let’s say hello to each other then.”

It’s blunt, but it’s a word that oozes plainness. Lily smiled and looked around.

“It’s a relief that we don’t have many items to take.”

“exactly?”

“yes?”

“… … no.”

There was a subtle worry on Ma Dong-pil’s face.

The fact that there were not many items to take also meant that they were precious. And treasure always attracts flies.

No matter what kind of liver guy would aim for the items of the religion, it was forbidden to be vigilant until the end.

“Anyway, how are the guys sent to the scouting party so procrastinating?”

Yeoni clicked her tongue. The three guards are only those who escort the convoy. The scouting team was, of course, the personnel selected from the convoy.

In fact, it was as if the horse had been sent to scout ahead and clear the way.

“It seems that it takes time because the terrain is the terrain.”

“Still, didn’t you send it two days earlier? They’re not normally procrastinators… … .”

He must have been embarrassed to think that the guards of the Ho Court were watching. Yeon-yi sighed and looked straight ahead.

how long has it been like that

“Um, coming over there… … .”

In an instant, Yuni’s eyes widened.

Paaang!

Ma Dong-pil, who spoke fast, approached the scout who returned in an instant.

“Cool!”

“Are you okay? Look!”

“Four, three chiefs?”

“What happened? Why was the number reduced by half? And this blood… … ?”

“It’s a big deal! A fight broke out at the handover point!”

“fight?! What kind of bastards!”

“I do not know! We, too, are caught in the aftermath and are retreating! One of the great masters among the enemies… … !”

profit.

The door of the rearmost carriage opened.

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