Volume 7 Episode 14+
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In a shabby room, two men set two teacups and looked at each other.
Benefits of the galaxy.
After Moyong of Moyong.
The two looked at each other without a word.
The only difference was that Mo Yong-hoo’s eyes were sharper than before.
I still can’t feel even a handful of inner strength in his body, but his gaze resembles that of an experienced warrior who doesn’t match his age.
‘Moyong has fallen.’
A well-known truth.
“Moyong didn’t lose all his strength.”
Lee Rowoon looked at Mo Yong-hoo and finally opened his mouth.
“On what basis do you say that?”
Mo Yonghu’s lips were smiling, but his eyes were cold.
He looked as if he was testing.
“Are you saying those words even after seeing this?”
The head of Moyongga, whose danjeon was abolished.
The abolition of the danjeon is not something that can happen by accident.
Someone or something abolished Mo Yonghu’s Danjeon.
And by looking at the appearance of Mo Yong-se, you should be able to easily infer their downfall.
“Do you think I only have black eyes?”
After Mo Yong.
Before, I pretended not to know anything.
‘This person already knows.’
In Lee Rowoon’s view, Mo Yong-hoo decided that he had his own information, unlike others in the Mo Yong-ga.
Looks, gestures, actions.
‘What is unmanned?’
‘What is an article?’
‘Strong Jaran.’
I learned it from my teachers.
‘You must be able to pay attention to and judge every little thing.’
The common thing in their teaching was insight.
In Lee Rowoon’s eyes, Mo Yong-hoo seemed plausible, but he was hiding something and telling lies.
“Well, if not… .”
Rowoon Lee, who was muttering to himself, raises a teacup and says:
‘Because I’ve known you from the beginning.’
Rowoon Lee already knew a lot and chose Moyong to come here.
“I think it was completely hidden, but he caught his tail in the open.”
“No need to be so surprised.”
“Fortunately, that information reached me first and was discarded before going up the open.”
Lee Rowoon is not the only one with black eyes.
Open.
-derived.
He, who used to be Korea’s open fighter, came into the hands of Rowoon Lee, and was summoned as an open fighter through the Geumgae incident.
And there.
-It has become Chilgyeolgae.
You have succeeded in attracting the attention of openness.
Now, it has succeeded in fully succeeding in the business of gold gold, gaining the trust of openness and growing its influence.
– Contains information about moyongs.
Moyong’s information was sent by him.
“Jincheon, hyeolma, cheonma.”
“And the impact of openness.”
Mo Yong-hoo speaks in a calm voice.
“Is it okay to talk to anyone like that?”
“Nobody.”
Lee Rowoon answers that.
“You, too, are hiding some secrets.”
Moyong after the abolition of Danjeon.
Lee Rowoon moved his hand and threw the teacup.
It was the moment when Mo Yong-hoo was about to break Mo Yong-hoo’s head in the blink of an eye with the sound of cannons being fired.
The teacup is still floating in the air.
This is a realm that would be possible if Hyun-Kyung was unmanned.
It’s because Lee Rowoon threw the teacup using only his physical strength, not his strength.
However, the important thing is that Danjeon was abolished and Mo Yonghu, who had no internal organs, did this.
“Psychokinesis. It’s the magic of the third circle.”
What unfolded in Mo Yong-hoo was definitely magic.
Mo Yong Ha-jin could not control her trembling heart.
The days were nothing special.
There was no new wind blowing in the fallen Moyongga.
‘Blood horse… Heaven… .’
But those in front of it have blown a new wind of such appearances.
It’s hard to bear blood.
How did you do this?
Moyong only managed to maintain a lifeline, but now even that seems to be difficult.
Moyong is a faction.
You can’t stand still when you hear the names of hyeol and cheonma.
‘What do you think? house owner.’
The governor chose a story instead of expelling them or fighting a death row.
“Ha ha… .”
That made Mo Yong Ha-jin’s heart race even more.
Rather than fear.
‘The alternative is… .’
Nice to meet you.
Those eyes and tone of voice when he gave a congratulatory order.
It was just like Gaju Moyonga had been waiting for.
Why does Gaju’s gaze come to mind rather than a blood storm?
A voice was heard in Mo Yong Ha-jin’s ears, who had been immersed in thought.
“The party is over now.”
It was the uninhabited man of Moyonga.
“You’re coming to Moyong with the demon lords!”
A voice close to evil resounds in the room.
“Moyong will never join hands with Ma.”
It was a voice that spoke to Dang Hwa-young.
Minin, who shouted like that, raised his sword with determined eyes.
“San-ah!”
Hajin hastily tried to stop him.
It seemed enough to understand why he was doing that.
These visits are likely to justify themselves to avoid the devastation that Moyonga will experience.
I have no intention of killing those trembling swords.
I’d rather die at their hands.
If things go wrong after that… .’
Moyong was trying to create an excuse to say he fought against him.
“Stupid… .”
How could you do that without permission?
Mo Yong Ha-jin wanted to dry it, but couldn’t.
Mo Yong-san’s sword was already in front of Kang Eun-ha.
No matter how much Moyong has fallen, the skills of those warriors are the real deal.
Even if you’re the leader of the Eunha’s guild, you can’t just dodge the sword you wielded thinking about Donggwijin… .
“You are doing something useless.”
Mo Yong Ha-jin and Mo Yong-san, who wielded a sword, also raised their eyes.
Eunha Kang raised a finger to block the sword with a sword wrapped around it.
Moyong’s warriors are not fakes made.
Real things made through long training.
“I will move on because I know that it is an action that occurred out of the thought of Moyong.”
Kang Eun-ha was a young Jericho and had caught such a sword with her fingers.
Overwhelming skill difference.
The swirling energy from Kang Eun-ha’s body weighs on her son-in-law.
‘It’s huge.’
For a moment, Kang Eun-ha seemed too big.
“But it’s useless.”
Kang Eun-ha’s voice spreads out.
Moyong was crushed, and her party was peaceful.
“The moment He came to you, your destiny was decided.”
Not even a word comes out.
“Be it bad luck or good luck. Accept it humbly.”
Mo Yong-san knelt down and dropped the sword he was holding.
“But I promise.”
Kang Eun-ha’s gentle yet sharp voice continues.
“Moyong must have been lucky enough to rise above his downfall.”
Mo Yong-san and Mo Yong Ha-jin also trembled.
“Why are you tormenting poor children?”
I hear Lee Rowoon’s voice.
There, Rowoon Lee and Yonghu Mo were standing together.
As if nothing had happened before, Eunha Kang shouted at Lee Rowoon like a welcome puppy.
“The story ended well.”
Reactions from Mo Yong-se’s side and Eunha’s side were mixed at Lee Rowoon’s words.
Eunha nodded her head as if she knew that.
Mo Yong-se looked at Mo Yong-hoo with an anxious look.
The feeling of doubt is not good, even if it is not distrust towards the governor.
After Mo Yong-hoo took a step forward, Lee Rowoon and Eunha kept their mouths shut.
“You must be suspicious.”
It’s not the usual mogyeopsal.
“You may be wondering what I was talking about.”
Although he is the head of the household, he shows dignity as he treats the family members warmly and respectfully.
“Don’t doubt it.”
It was a declaration.
“Why did Moyong fall?”
There are stories that only Mo Yong-hoo knows, but there are stories that everyone knows.
“Moyong kept righteousness and harmony. And he paid for it.”
“Let’s go… .”
“I paid the price for my miserable life and ignorance.”
All those who promised to be together under the name of Jeongpa turned their backs.
Moyong kept only the name, and only received support to maintain the world.
No one wants Moyong to get up on his feet.
“Is it necessary to eradicate the horses because it is a truce?”
That’s how I learned it.
“Why did Jeongpa turn away from us?”
Mo Yong Hajin felt like his heart was breaking.
However, I couldn’t fully accept this situation.
In the long history of political factions, the rejection of demons is like brainwashing.
Mo Yong-hoo then smiled.
It was a cold joke.
“I left Moyong too naive.”
They know nothing.
“Jeong and Ma are no longer two.”
“Hai has already deeply embraced the devil, and there is no difference even if Jeong and Ma are one body.”
The eyes that see the good.
“Moyong will stand up. at any cost.”
It was the eyes of a firm determination.
Moyong still couldn’t fully accept the words of Moyonghu.
Everything in the world would have been easier if it had been a change that would have been accomplished with just one speech.
Mo Yong-hoo instead of convincing them.
Started moving forward.
This is followed by Yi-Woon.
As you can see, the galaxy follows.
Nevertheless, Moyong couldn’t move easily.
At last, there was someone who took a step, and it was Hajin Mo.
“Let’s go.”
Mo Yong Ha-jin said in a voice determined to do something.
“Remember what Gaju is in Sega.”
Moyonga’s time has stopped.
“The Gaju is doing anything for Sega, and we are the ones who do everything for that.”
With that, Sega is maintained.
So far, Mo Yong-hoo hasn’t done anything, but if he wants to move.
“I will follow you. If Gaju is moving for the sake of personal achievement, not for Sega, then I have to stop him.”
‘That look.’
When he gave a congratulatory order to them, or when he met Lee Rowoon, his eyes changed like a rock that was hard to believe.
“I will follow.”
As soon as Mo Yong Ha-jin stepped in, the other Mo Yong-ga songs began to move as well.
As soon as Mo Yong-hoo left the guild house, the procession became a huge procession.
After Moyong stopped.
He looks around.
“This is the present form.”
The eyes are pouring from all directions.
Even though it’s the domain of Moyonga, they hide and tread on this land.
“I-!”
Mo Yong-hoo shouted like a lion’s hoo.
“The head of Mo Yong-ga, Mo Yong-hoo declares.”
Mo Yong-hoo’s voice spreads out even though he doesn’t include his inner work.
“Moyonga’s time, frozen because of you, will flow again.”
He stretches out his hands.
I was inspired by that.
The warriors of Mo Yong-ga are startled by the energy that arises from the body of Mo Yong-hu, who had been destroyed by Danjeon.
“Do not step on this land without permission. now… .”
With cold eyes, Mo Yong-hoo slammed his outstretched hand.
There are pillars of fire everywhere.
“You won’t just look.”
That day was recorded as the day when the fallen Moyonga spread its wings of flight.