Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 142
“Laughing.”
A frivolous laugh rang out. Ersso was the main voice.
I’m jealous of all kinds of delicacies.
In the heavily stacked room, she was chewing with her duck legs in one hand and chicken legs in the other. It was completely different from her usual self.
It was because she was conscious of other people’s eyes under any circumstances and always showed only neat and tidy appearances.
One now, Ersso was devouring her burdensome face, and was wolfing down all the food around her mouth.
Then when she put the bones in an empty bowl, in which she had eaten all the lean meat, something surprising happened.
An instant, a new food appeared in a bowl that was emptied and had only bones left.
The completely unrealistic appearance explained what this place was like.
This space was not a reality. It was a dream in which the hidden desire of Ersso, who was tired and asleep, was expressed.
“It’s so good.” Oh, I’m happy. Eonsoso was in happiness as he lifted the soup of the newly appeared noodles into his throat.
In front of the others, she kept it hidden for her family’s sake, but she was crazy about delicious food.
She, who always lives with hunger, was relieving the fatigue and irritation accumulated in reality by eating as much food as she wanted in her dream.
But it was then.
Kkyuing.
What?
She stopped using chopsticks. There was a sound that I had never heard before somewhere.
Ears, ggyuing.
The faint sound became clearer and clearer.
The sound of the animal’s crying made me feel somehow very sad.
S.A.
Then a corner of the air began to swirl around. When she couldn’t hide her embarrassment.
Something unknown emerged in the vortex.
“…What about that?”
It was a strange outward beast I had never seen in my life.
It had a nose that was long enough to reach the ground, a bear’s body, a cow’s tail, and a sharp tiger’s claws.
Kkyuing.
However, unlike his ferocious appearance, he just sat down on the ground and cried.
“…who beat you up?”
His eyelids were bruised blue.
Just as she was giving away a duck leg out of pity.
Whoo!
A huge vortex appeared again in the air.
And after a while, what appeared in it.
“Gasp!”
It was none other than Yu Shin-woon.
As soon as he showed up, he smacked the beast in the back of its head.
“He’s got to go with me!” Do you want to be beaten more?”
Kkyu, kkyu. To him, the beast was trembling with fear.
When I saw that, I said, “Tsut your tongue.”
Chan Yoo Shin-woon turned his head. Her eyes met and she flinched out.
“Hey, here’s, uh, how do I…?”
“Oh, my God, it’s a piece of cake. You’re not training me to do it. You’re just eating, right?”
“Sorry, I’m sorry!”
Just as she hurriedly apologized, wiping the food on her mouth with her sleeve.
Go ahead!
Suddenly, the delicacies piled up in the room began to disappear.
“What?”
That was not the end. The room where her bed was placed shook like an earthquake, and soon became an endless white space.
At that time, Yoo Shin-woon approached her, pulling out his sword without any sign of surprise.
“I thought I’d come to an understanding now. I mean, I just gave it to a bunch of guys.”
“Well, that’s not it! Now, wait a minute!”
“Answer dance!”
“Wow!”
Without her time to finish her excuse properly, Yoo Shin-woon rushed in and every stroke, or training, began.
Looking at the disastrous appearance, the goblin “Maek,” which was sealed on the ear mask, covered his eyes with his nose. Mac’s powers were twofold.
One was to be able to enter the other person’s “dream” with a medium and change the dream at one’s disposal.
The medium was Yoo Shin-woon’s handiwork to the members of the Inner Chaldang.
Through the first power, Yoo Shin-woon entered the dreams of the Naechaldang members, and made the sweet dreams they were enjoying a nightmare of hell training.
Even if he died, he would come back to life, so Yoo Shin-woon pushed the Naechaldang members hard without putting any circumstances in his hands.
But isn’t this a dream?
The realization of the group could be given, but no matter how much training and training, it would not affect the body of reality.
But at the same time.
The bodies of the Inner Chaldang members, who were sweating in a cold sweat by making up nightmares, were filled with new bets.
It was Mac’s second power.
Mack was able to convey the spirits of the two connected people.
Gwi-myeon-gap was one of the secrets of blood cultivating numerous masters in another future.
They had abused the spirits of their opponents by forcing them all out.
‘Well, a man’s energy, you can give it to him.’
Among the countless energy of the warriors absorbed from Chungui-gak, Yoo Shin-woon selected bets suitable for the members of the Naechaldang and naturally flowed them out.
Since they were sending bets suitable for each school and family, there was no need to worry about things like coin and mouth.
It was as if the Inner Chalmers were undergoing a top class major in relationships they did not even know.
Their achievements were on the rise to a startling level. Good, better than I expected.’ Ryu Shin-woon was satisfied in his heart without showing off.
Everything was going as expected.
but Liu Hsin-un didn’t know it.
This dream training will have an unexpected effect.
Time flew so fast that the date of the competition was approaching.
A minor dance involving 60 latecomers was held three days earlier.
On the third day when the final winner was determined, it was the schedule that ended with the main dance involving Yoo Shin-woon and other elders.
The whole of Nanju seemed to be a big festival.
Numerous people lined up in the grand auditorium, which could accommodate more than 1,000 people specially prepared for today.
“Hmph! You’re going to step on the Sabah’s junk and the late timbers will show you the spirit of the sect!”
“Nonsense! The heroes of the Safaryeon will kick the ass of the hypocrites of the political faction!”
They raised their voices to the audience who came to support the other side, engaging in emotions as if they were fighting.
The shouts and jeers of the audience vibrated the unarmed area in the middle.
On the other hand, tension was prevalent in the waiting rooms of the late indices preparing for participation.
“The moment you disgrace the name of the Amiites, you will pay a reasonable price for your sins.”
“If you fail in the first round, be prepared to kill yourself.”
The leaders of the private gate, which belonged to the late leaders of the affairs, came to the waiting room and put strong pressure on the participants.
It was a matter of pride for them.
However, the faces of the late exponents, who kept their heads down in a row, were dying black under the pressure.
At that moment, the affection of the father and daughter was overflowing in one place.
“Whew, I hope you don’t get hurt.”
Mo Yong-sega’s gaju Mo Yong-myeong said, stroking her daughter Mo Yong-mi’s head.
His expression was full of anxiety. Mo Yong-myung didn’t care if she lost the secret competition.
His focus was solely on her not hurting the rabble of Safa.
That’s right. Mo Yong-myeong was a famous daughter fool in Kang-ho.
‘Aren’t you nervous?’ said Mo softly.
In fact, unlike Mo Yong-mi, who is calm, Mo Yong-myeong seemed to be more nervous.
Mo Yong-mi gave a confident answer.
“I’ve prepared it for today. You don’t have to worry, father.”
However, Mo’s expression did not brighten up in her answer.
He was frowning when he saw his daughter’s hands, which were like delicate hands, were messed up by hard training.
“If I knew this would happen, I would have opposed it more strongly when I sent it to Naechaldang.”
Mo Yong-myung had no desire to send her to the temple. However, he was forced to allow it because of his daughter’s will and his wife’s pressure to keep her in her arms until when.
“Although I am said to be far superior to my peers, teaching martial arts will be better for me with excellent experience…”
After Mo Yong-myeong finished thinking, he looked at Mo Yong-mi’s achievement for a long time and opened his eyes wide.
After a long time of wandering at the peak, she looked at the peak closely. Mo Yong-myung tried to hide his embarrassment and said.
“…but you seem to have improved a lot in recent years”
“Yeah, it just happened to be…”
A strange change occurred in Mo Yong-mi’s expression, which was consistent with no expression for the first time at Mo Yong-myeong’s words. Then, she tilted her head to her daughter, who was suddenly lost in thought.
“What is this discomfort?”
I felt an unknown anxiety and discomfort wriggling in my heart simultaneously.
But it was then.
Mo Yong-mi, who finished thinking, said with a complicated look in her eyes.
“…your father.”
“Huh? What’s wrong with you?”
Mo Yong-myeong replied to Mo Yong-mi’s carefully calling herself.
Then, Mo Yong-mi said something that had no meaning.
“…… what’s the point of repeating the same dream every day?”
Oh, you’re having nightmares under pressure?’
Mo Yong-myeong’s expression darkened at her words.
It was because my daughter seemed to be having nightmares under the pressure of the secret competition.
“The reason I dream over and over again is probably because I care about it unconsciously. If you relax, you won’t be able to sleep anymore
The moment Mo Yong-myung spoke out to reassure her daughter.
“……then the same person comes out over and over again because I care about him.”
“…what, what!”
Mo Yong-mi said something she had never thought of.
Does the same person come out of your dream? And he?
Mo Yong-myung couldn’t hide his perplexed look.
“Who, we need to know who it is!”
After Mo Yong-myeong calmed down as much as possible by pulling up her energy, she tried to ask a question to Mo Yong-mi, who was lost in thought.
screeching
Then the door of the waiting room opened.
When Mo Yong-myeong turned his head, Yoo Shin-woon with a calm expression was sitting.
Yoo Shin-woon used to greet him lightly and turned to Mo Yong-mi.
“My Lord!”
When Mo Yong-mi, who was belatedly confirmed, hurriedly tried to say hello, Yoo Shin-woon raised his hand to stop it.
“Are you the best starter?”
“…yes.”
“Yeah, I’m just here to tell you not to be nervous and do well.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, if you lose, it’s training on the turn.”
“I know.”
Yu Shin-woon smirked at her reaction as if it were not funny. At that time, Mo Yong-myeong turned his head several times to check the faces of his daughter and Yoo Shin-woon.
‘It’s this guy, it’
Seeing Mo Yong Myung’s face flushed like that.
What’s wrong with this old man?’
Shin-woon had no choice but to tilt his head.
