Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 116
Time flew so fast that the inauguration day of Yoo Shin-woon, the new president of the party, came.
However, Yoo Shin-woon had never appeared anywhere since the Jipbeopdang incident.
Everyone was paying attention to Yoo Shin-woon’s move, which became the core of the storm due to Moorimeng, so his disappearance was being talked about by many people.
There were many people who were scared and talked about returning to Jeolgangseong Fortress.
The white cloud mark of Zhejiang Province No, there was no sign of Yushin-un anywhere now called Baegunsega.
For this reason, it was the internal forces of the Moorim Maeng, including the Red Detention Party and the Cheongangjinin, who were rather anxious. The internal reorganization of the inner temple, which was carried out due to the pressure of the emperor and the gaze of the powerful, was already over.
Naechaldang, which had only ten members, was reversed by a gap between heaven and earth.
A total of 50 martial arts warriors from Yukdang, Childae, and Odan, which are the bones of Moorimeng, were recruited.
After being selected by the head of the Munpa in the old file room and the seven households, the leader ordered that the base index be supported by one party member unconditionally.
Naturally, the transfer to Naechwaldang, called the tomb of Moorimeng, has brought resistance from numerous Moorimeng warriors.
The inner temple hall was renovated even by forcing the noise from the inside to be controlled, but it was embarrassing when Yoo Shin-woon did not show up.
Under such circumstances, the inauguration ceremony of the Nationalist Party was quietly being prepared, expecting that he would appear on the day.
A shabby pavilion where the traces of time are felt as it is because it is not even properly renovated.
The identity of this place was none other than an inn.
It was the only place out of reach among the numerous temples of the Moorim Maeng, which hired and maintained the best carpenters in the Jungwon.
There’s only one place that I can see at my temple.
It was nothing but smoke and mirrors. Due to the insistence of the first internal chaldangism, it had the largest and widest soft armor among the six parties.
However, since there were only ten people in the group, the smokescreen always felt empty, but surprisingly, it was full of people today.
Because of Yoo Shin-woon’s inauguration ceremony, new members of the party and Moorim Maeng warriors who watched the inauguration ceremony were filling the smokescreen.
“Tzu-Tzu, you all look like the defeated soldiers who lost the battle. I feel so bad for him.”
“Poor thing, it seems, forced each unit to support the least powerful soldiers. It’s because they’re lazy to train.”
“Phew, it almost became my turn.”
Onlookers were simultaneously expressing pity and ridicule at the grim expressions of the new members of the party. But then I found a new attraction.
“…but by the way, they’re killing each other in a different way.”
Following the eyes of the onlookers, three groups of young unmanned men were seen.
It was a faction of the old Philebang and the five generations of households were divided into two factions.
They are invisible nerves with two high streets away from a distance before waging. Even though they belonged to the same Moorim Maeng, their eyes are looking at each other contained clear hostility.
A frosty atmosphere is leading as it was at the time.
“Come on! What’s the present head of the family that when a man is coming!”
Someone who didn’t take it anymore of high gender has burst. The appearance was so ordinary without any impressions, but he was a young warrior who stood out in particular for his colorful robes than others.
His name is wimuyeong (韋武英).
Hwasanpa baengnyonggeom as a disciple of (白龍 劍) is a pseudonym, which he has martial rather than maengju damcheongun’s more famous disciples of the third time in the water.
Among the disciples of Damcheon-gun, he, who had not yet received the status of the blind, was expected to be deployed to Hwangryongwi, the best combat unit led by Damcheon-gun, as in the example of the Great and Second Disciples.
Surprisingly, a total of work on the orders of damcheongun be placed in such a party to my car.
Damn it! Teacher, who is even his second childhood in his later years I? I’m only at the sight of my car to go to the party such as free.’
He made himself a mentor, rough let loose a stream of abuse, and to damcheongun. Rum, Rhum, nor is it only your party is.
Or the tails of this situation are wimuyeong bat not her son unlike the death penalty, which best teams like his teacher to get rid of the hyeommyeong wimuyeong anhamu, of the personality known for.
At the time when the atmosphere of the smokescreen was frozen by the words and actions of Wi Moo-young, who is like a mutiny. Young warriors of the same faction who followed him who stood next to Wi Moo-young opened their mouths.
“Isn’t this enough to ignore even the Murimeng and us?”
Chu Jun-Kyung, the world’s best swordsman of Jongnampa, who has a skinny body and sharp eyes reminiscent of Dangrang, uttered his first words.
“Well, if he knew it was too much, he should have said no before he said yes.”
A large dot was embedded next to the nose, and the island of the common wave, Jeonjeonilchang, Govan, responded.
“That was an exaggerated assessment.”
Amifa’s blood-dragging Hae-wol, who is just an ungainly coward and overflows with venom in proportion to her beautiful beauty, ended her speech.
They were the late exponents of the four schools of thought, commonly known as the Volcanic faction.
“It would be a waste of time to wait. I’m going to go back now.”
As soon as Wi Moo-young was about to go down the smokescreen, a low voice was heard from the faction of another old file room.
Not even a moment has passed yet. Do you lack patience so much less patience.”
Wi Moo-young stopped at the words that rebuked him. Then he turned around and stared at the innocent Taoist who opened his mouth.
“…how dare you to talk to me?”
“Are you the only one here who acts like Ah-hae?”
“Try not to talk, Taeguk Geomryong! You’re not the kind of man to talk about!”
When the man’s words reminded me of anger in Wi Moo-young’s eyes, Govan shouted, blocking the front.
“It’s embarrassing to see your flattery.”
“What the heck!”
Taeguk Geomryong Taeil, the second disciple of Hyeonhakdojang, the long writing of the shamanist school, remained as cold as ice without any hesitation.
“… you brat! I’ll have to teach you about Kang Ho’s manners before I leave.”
When Wi Moo-young gently put his hand on his sword wave, Cheongseongpa’s geography and Gonryunpa’s Chung Hyeon, who were watching the situation, quickly stepped up and stopped the two.
“It’s not fair to blush among members of the same alliance!”
“C, everybody, don’t fight.”
Those who are relaxed in the midst of such a flash in the pan.
“Ha-ha! Amitabha, you’ve done it again.”
The only open Gyeongchobang was Deokgwang, called Dangjung of Sorimsa Temple, and lying on the smokescreen and snoring.
“Hey, if you’re going to play a game, I’d like to join you.”
“Shh! Don’t say that, Hoa. If we get involved, things get out of hand.”
When Nam Gung-ho, who was watching the situation at the moment, uttered useless words, Peng Seung-gu raised his index finger and hurriedly spoke.
“I think that fool is always trying to make a fire. Right?
Eonso-so spoke to Mo Yong-mi, who was close to her, but Mo Yong-mi had no answer. The inauguration ceremony is on the verge of uproar.
“Oh, oh? Oh, oh, oh!”
Hwang Bo-dong, who was tearing off the drumsticks, found something and began to groan in surprise. Another person’s belly fluttered with a huge size, and people’s eyes headed in the direction of Hwangbo-dong.
And.
Everyone’s pupils had the same shock as Hwang Bo-dong.
Suddenly a hazy mist was spreading in the air. The fog, which began to spread rapidly, quickly began to cover the entire temple.
Everyone’s eyes, who belatedly grasped the situation, were embarrassed. This could not have happened without any reason to the headquarters of the Gangmeng, protected by all kinds of methods.
“It’s true!”
“Someone broke into the blind…”
The spectator’s last words were drowned out in the mist. Chae! Chaeyoung and Chaeyoung!
Fourteen late leaders from the three factions all drew their own weapons. There was no one who pushed knives at each other in such a serious situation where someone unknown invaded Murimeng.
Flutter! Flutter!
“Argh!”
“Oh my god!”
However, at that time, with the sound of the drum popping, countless screams began to be heard in their ears.
The view was already fogged up, so there was no way to guess the situation except to sense hearing and energy.
However, except for them, the energy of the 50 warriors who were transferred began to disappear quickly. That made one thing clear.
One conclusion was engraved in everyone’s mind.
‘The enemy has invaded. Indeed, the enemy has infiltrated the headquarters of the Moorim Maeng.’
It had never happened since the founding of the Murimeng when everyone was in shock.
Go ahead!
“……”
Suddenly, a fog broke out, and three unknown masked men appeared in front of their eyes.
Pavat! Pavat!
Fourteen post-indexes jumped on them all, needless to say first.
Then the masked man, who appeared to be their head standing in the middle, jumped forward like a lightning bolt.
“Die!”
“You evil!”
The swords of Haewol and Choo Joon-Kyung, who were closest to the masked man, moved like living snakes and aimed for the blood of the masked man. At the same time, Govan’s spear literally pierced like an island.
It was a perfect pass.
Sneakily.
“…….!”
“What is this?”
The masked man annulled all the attacks by just moving one step.
Punch! Punch!
And with a single stroke that stretched out only once to one opponent, they were forced to lie down on the floor of the smokescreen.
Their bodies fall as they are with their eyes left with only the whites.
(Singing “WHAT”)
Three blades of clear inspection flashed on the masked man.
The three who are considered the strongest in each faction.
They were the swords of Wei Mu-young, Tae-il, and Namgoong-ho.
However, even their swords could not reach the masked man at all. What they stabbed was only the remnants of the masked man.
When they realized that they had been completely deceived, the masked capital was falling like a thunderbolt down their necks.
Looking at our allies falling apart again.
‘…no way.’
You didn’t even get past it?’
Due to their poor performance, the faces of the late players, who were belatedly attacking, turned white. But they would rather die than run away.
It was the pride of the literary faction that was more important than their lives. The problem is, unfortunately, they are blocked from even moving immediately. The rushing men were standing in place like a stone statue.
“What is this?”
Looking down, their feet were literally stone.
“…you’ll get hurt if you move.”
Before I knew it, a masked man who occupied the back was talking with a knife to the neck of Eonso-so.
“What?”
Unsoso was taken aback. It was because the voice was so familiar. Then the head of the masked men approached her one by one.
He took off the mask that was hiding his face and revealed mine, uttering a word she had never expected.
“The results of the entrance examination. Everyone is out because of lack of skills.”
