Episode 227. Myodu-eung (猫頭鷹),
boom.
A sound loud enough to shake the entire Gyeongwonjeon Hall rang out.
Han Ibi’s mahojang collided with the middle-aged man’s mahojang.
At the same time, a middle-aged man flies backwards.
I could read his intentions regarding the current ridiculous situation from his expression.
Kudangtangtang.
With a loud noise, his body broke the objects and fell to the floor.
“Hey…”
A middle-aged man stands up and adjusts his posture again.
A small trickle of blood was flowing from the man’s mouth.
At that time, Tak Bu-yong raised his sword and took a stance.
Han Ibi, who was watching the scene with a relaxed expression, said.
“Let me guess what you’re thinking.”
He took a step forward and continued speaking.
“At that time, I let my guard down and lost by a small margin… If two experts work together, we can easily win. “Is this calculation correct?”
At that moment, Tak Buyong displayed Taegeuk Swordsmanship and persecuted Han Ibi.
Han Yi-bi avoided it using the mysterious doctrine of the sixty-four trigrams and raised her sword and spoke.
“But there was nothing I could do about his vicious and cowardly nature, so just in case, I had to give him a cup of poisoned tea to calm him down. “If this story had gone as planned, it would have been a perfect revenge story.”
At that moment, Zhuo Buyong was struck like a gale with the first attack of Taijihui Sword.
For a moment, Han Ibi unfolded her blanket and laid down as if she would fall backwards… but
then she bounced her waist up as if she were a jiangshi and kicked Tak Bu-yong’s shin with the new technique of Nampa Cheontu.
“Hahaha, but I guess I was just playing around all this time?”
However, Takbuyong is also a masterpiece.
He narrowly avoided it by improvising his legs and swung the Taegeuk sword again, stabbing Han Ibi.
Then Han Ibi spoke while defending using the martial arts technique.
“Where did you hide the real Baek Dae-hyeop? Tsk tsk… I’m stupid for asking. “The two people would have already joined forces to kill him, so he wouldn’t exist in this world.”
At that moment, the middle-aged man also rushed towards me with poisonous energy fluttering in his palms.
Even though the poison did not work, there was no change in the fact that it was a powerful attack.
Han Ibi never neglected it and used the charm of Nampa Cheontu with her left hand to push it diagonally without hitting it and let it go.
Then the man tilted his body and lost his balance.
Ebi Han said.
“You who killed Baek Young-chun… I guess you didn’t try to reveal yourself as much as possible. “You never know if there might be someone with a good eye for attention.”
Tak Buyong shouted, waving his fake beard that had fallen off halfway.
“Are you going to keep talking nonsense without fighting?”
Whoop, whoop, whoop.
Swords poured in with the force of cutting everything in sight.
Han Ibi continued speaking as she swept it up using the Cheongpung Sword Technique.
“But there was a place where I had no choice but to appear. “It is the coronation ceremony of the new emperor.”
The double sword approach strikes again.
Han Yi-bi jumped up to avoid the sword’s body, and then, using the trick of Cheon Geun-chu, stepped on the sword again and slashed it down, and continued speaking.
“I was so bored that day, I was surprised while looking at the customers. Because it reminded me of someone who seemed unfamiliar, but also very familiar. Do you understand?”
At that moment, the middle-aged man’s surprise poisonous weapon flew towards Han Ibi.
Sigh!
Finally, the man’s poison struck Han Ibi’s back.
Han E-bi looks like she was in great shock.
He looked back with a very pained expression, and then…
he suddenly disappeared.
Cheonseonggung Cheonjuryun.
The middle-aged man instantly felt a weight on his shoulder.
Han Ibi riding on her torso in a wooden horse-like position.
“no!”
Tak Buyong was startled and tried to jump to the other side, but Han Ibi had already started moving…
Han Ibi tightened her legs around the middle-aged man’s neck, stretched her body’s center of gravity backwards, and flew into the air. .
A middle-aged man who has no choice but to follow.
At the same time, Han Ibi mercilessly turned the middle-aged man’s head with a herbivore of ‘Myo Do-eung (猫頭鷹)’, a Nampa fighting game.
Crunchy.
A middle-aged man whose neck was turned 180 degrees as if he were an owl.
Han Ibi could be seen jumping up and landing on the shoulder of the man, who was collapsing in such a horrible manner, as if it were a sinking sailboat.
Tak Buyong cried out and ran to the fallen middle-aged man.
“Jongyong (從龍)!”
Han Ibi said with a stiff expression.
“His name was Jongyong. In that case, it would be Ji Jong-yong (池從龍). “He is the child of Hongpaemun Geogon Munju’s younger sister.”
Tak Buyong was sobbing as he held on to the fallen man’s body.
At that time, Han Ibi said with an expression as if she had remembered something.
“really! There’s something strange. Why… is his last name Ji? Is it because his mother, Elder Jioyeon (池五淵), gave birth to a child without being married? Or is it because your godfather is your brother Geogon?”
At that moment, Tak Buyong opened his evil eyes and spat out harshly.
“I wouldn’t mind tearing this guy to death! “This…”
But Han Ibi continues talking as if nothing has happened.
“Not everyone. All of this started because Tak Bu-yong, who had become a leading member of the political faction, could not use your last name. “Am I wrong?”
Tak Bu-yong was lying down on Ji Jong-yong’s body, trembling.
Ebi Han said.
“The Qingcheng sect’s long-running Bok Yongjeon thought that our master had been raped by Master Song, so he urgently made him take medicine… and that became a problem… Master Bok became incapable of bearing children. “Did you know that?”
Suddenly, Zhuo Buyong had a blank expression.
Ebi Han said.
“Of course you couldn’t have known. “He was an ugly husband who kept spilling his seed behind his back.”
He said, taking a step towards Tak Buyong.
“So, you couldn’t help but focus all your attention on the only son you had with Futsarang. “From that perspective, I don’t know how fortunate it is for you that Hongpaemun’s sexual ethics are free.”
Tak Buyong took a step closer and said.
“This… you fucking bastard…”
Han Ibi said with an even darker expression.
“How affectionate even the name is. Jongin (從龍). Even though we can’t merge, doesn’t that mean we will follow Tak Buyong forever? And it happened just like that. “I ended up like this while helping my father, whom I respect.”
It was then.
Zhuo Buyong suddenly went on the offensive and attacked with his nine palace swords.
However, Han Ibi said, shaking them off one by one with the magic magic method.
“I said it clearly earlier. “I’m not saying I’ve been playing around all this time.”
Then Tak Buyong cried out, as if he sensed that he was no longer a match.
“Are you really going to do this? “Are you going to let this Tak Buyong, who worked so hard to become your dog, die miserably?”
Who on earth are you talking to?
Am I yelling into the air?
But surprisingly, I heard an answer right away in the darkness.
“Of course not.”
Hiss.
At the same time, a shuriken was seen flying at incredible speed.
The target is Tak Buyong’s nape.
Han Ibi instantly shook off the Bonwangdo and launched a queen bee towards the shuriken.
earth.
With a loud sound, the queen bee threw away the shuriken… and
under Hanibi’s control, it changed direction again and continued…
phuuk.
The sharp body of the Fengwangdao was already lodged in Zhuo Buyong’s heart.
Ebi Han said.
“joy. “Master, I can’t let someone else take my revenge.”
Wow.
Han Ibi controls the Bongwangdo again and retrieves the queen bee.
I’m crying.
Tak Buyong vomits a handful of blood due to the impact.
He was glaring in disbelief at the dark direction from which the voice came.
A voice in the darkness said.
“You’re not doing anything right. It was pretty good at first…”
At that moment, a shadow appeared within the radius of the lantern.
“Everything useful these days has been done by the idiots of our Zhong family.”
Yes.
Surprisingly, the identity of the person hiding in the dark was the current emperor, Emperor Jingde.
Tak Buyong muttered with a shocked face.
“So… you’re saying you raised this guy…”
Emperor Jingde said with a smile.
“then. You became so lazy at some point. Even becoming a member of the Shaman faction was so difficult. “How about not training and focusing on hitting on women?”
Emperor Jingde grinned once more and continued.
“Now, the back wave of the Yangtze River pushes away the front wave… Haven’t you heard this a lot? I’m sorry, but you are now a piece of junk. “If it becomes waste, it has to be disposed of.”
Zhuo Buyong glares at Emperor Jingde with sharp eyes.
But he had already exhausted his strength and fell to his knees.
Like him, Takbuyong holds on without falling.
But soon…
his labored breathing gradually stopped.
Tak Buyong died on his knees with his eyes wide open.
It was then.
Tiriring.
[Player Zhuo Bu-yong (level 68) was killed by player Zhong Li-mae (level 71).]
Han Yi-bi could not help but believe her own eyes.
Tiriring.
[You can acquire one of the opponent’s main skills by winning a match between players. Would you like to check the opponent’s skills available now? (Yes/No)]
[Advice 1: If you do not select a skill within 3 minutes after the death of the opponent player, your rights will expire.]
[Advice 2: When absorbing the opponent player’s skill Adjustments are made according to the level of the player.]
Although there was no situation, Han Ibi quickly chose ‘Yes’.
[Shaman faction’s Taegeuk sword method]
[Shaman faction’s Nine Palace swords]
[Shaman faction’s Taegeukhyegeom (太極慧劍)]
[Shaman faction Jeunjong (梯雲縱)]
….
Han Ibi thought nothing more. I quickly chose Taegeuk Sword Technique.
There was no time…
tiriring.
[The player’s level has increased from 71 to 72.]
At that time, Emperor Jingde spoke.
“Did you choose well?”
Han Ibi said with a stern expression.
“As expected of you…”
Emperor Jingde nodded and smiled.
“okay. that’s right. New player. “He is also a player who has been around for quite some time.”
Han Ibi was completely shocked.
Why have I never suspected anything until now?
Emperor Jingde said.
“I guess he’s quite a hot-blooded boy and a very loyal person. “I took a hit.”
Han Ibi asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Tak Buyong and I are first-generation players. I can’t even remember when I came here. Although Tak Buyong was petty and lazy, he still followed me well. Still… I tried to absorb it at the last moment, but I never imagined that it would be taken away by you.”
“Are you saying that on top of the bad guy running, I am an even worse guy?”
Then Emperor Jingde laughed and said.
“If I had to use a metaphor, it would be like that.”
Ebi Han said.
“Go back.”
“what?”
“Let’s go back together. Let’s join forces and go back together.”
Emperor Jingde laughed again and said.
“You’re still a good and humble young man. “It was almost obvious what his social life would have been like.”
Han Ibi feels like she is being stabbed somehow.
At that time, Emperor Jingde changed his expression and said:
“You still haven’t noticed? We can never go back together. The owner of this damn world won’t let that happen. “What is your ultimate goal?”
Ebi Han said.
“It’s about getting rid of the evil spirit and returning.”
Emperor Jingde shook his head weakly and said.
“I am different. My goal is to remove the plinth. But I’m not interested. “I’m tired of looking for who it is… but this world is a paradise for those in power.”
Emperor Jingde made a nervous expression and continued.
“Rather than go back to being the poor son of someone on basic welfare, I would rather live here as an emperor. At least it’s fairer here than where we used to live. This is where sweat pays off. “If you take care of yourself, money, power, women… everything will be yours!”
Han Ibi said with a sour expression.
“Well, it’s a touching story. “I like the story that monarchy is better than democracy because it’s fresh.”
“Tsk tsk. There is no need to be sarcastic. You too, would do well to think differently. I needed a partner to replace Tak Bu-yong, who just happened to be dead. So what do you think?”
(Continued in the next part)
