With a short groan, the palaces fell one by one.
Whenever that happened, a cold sweat broke out on Cho Gyeom's forehead.
I couldn't bear to speak ill of my fallen minions to the young ones who probably didn't even live half of them. He can't do anything about the white guy in front of him right now.
"I think that's enough."
Cho Gyeo is flinching a little.
I don't want to admit it, but the difference was obvious. If he hadn't tried to subdue him without injury, Cho Gyeom would have already lost his breath and been cooling down by the wind in the North Sea.
He looked around, blushing with anger and embarrassment. That's all I'm standing for now.
"How dare you touch the warriors in the North Sea?"
"……you touched it first?"
Baek Cheon smiled pleasedly.
There was nothing wrong with Chung-Myung's statement that people swear when they have nothing to say.
Cho Gyeom gnashed his teeth with his eyes open.
"Not a single man will survive in the North Sea! I'll let you die with deep regret!"
"That would be too much for you."
"If you know this in the Ice Palace, you will be fed by the hungry animals of the winter! It's no use regretting it now!"
Baek Cheon's eyes became slightly strange when he heard his threat.
"……Well, I'm not sure I should say this."
"What is it?"
"If you hear that, I can't let you go beautifully."
Before we knew it, Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol sneaked out from side to side and began to surround Cho Gyeo.
"I don't want you to be this uncooperative.”
"I can't even wipe it out."
Cho Gyeo's eyes shook violently.
The midfielders had been pressuring him with a mean smile. The way he came to surround himself seemed to be not a skill he had done once or twice.
Cho Gyeom, who also checked the number of female prosecutors who blocked the back with a creepy face, held her teeth tightly.
And his eyes flashed with firm determination.
Oh, my god!
Just before the siege was complete, he flew like an island war. Jo-Gol tried to stab the sword reflexively, but he couldn't bear to stab Cho Gyeo, who wielded the knife in reverse, regardless of injury.
Cho Gyeom, who beat Jo-Gol, burst into a big laugh and speeded up.
"You will die before you can get out of the North Sea!"
Jo-Gol asked urgently as he saw Cho Gyeoom moving away in an instant.
"Shouldn't you be chasing him?"
But unexpectedly, Baek Cheon just looked at Cho Gyeo, who was moving away with a sour look.
"Oh, no! Not private accommodation, anyone!"
"You have to chase them."
Baek Cheon replies with a sour voice.
"But, well, I don't think it's necessary. It's easy to hold it in until now."
"...You won't kill me, will you?”
"You should hope so."
Baek Cheon kicked his tongue out of pity.
"I'd rather just fall down here.”
In his eyes, it was hard to feel the sorrow from the heart.
Love, love, love and sorrow!
Cho Gyeom made rapid progress along the road covered with snow and ice.
Where are those guys...…!’
It didn't matter that we lost.
The fact that those with such skills have entered the North Sea as a group clearly means that there is a purpose.
In addition, he was with Hanyi Myeong.’
Hanyi Myeong itself is not a problem, but the existence of a young man he protects can be a great affront to the North Sea.If those lieutenants were with Hanyi Myeong for that, they had to take action immediately.
"I'm going to get to the palace as soon as possible.….”
"At the palace?”
"I'll let you know right away...….”
Cho Gyeo's head was broken upward.
But what he saw was something black and dark, not a clear and transparent sky.
'What is this...'
The soles of round fur shoes were stuck in Cho Gyeo's face, which was running at full power.
"Turn it off…."
Cho Gyeo's running posture hardened and crashed.
His body, buried deep in the snow, cramped with poodle poodle twitch.
When he got off the snow field, Chung-Myung covered himself with both hands and shook his teeth.
"Oh! It's so cold, man!"
My body temperature dropped more as I ran through the snowstorm even though it was cold. Chung-Myung glared at Cho Gyeo, who collapsed on the floor with eyes filled with original poison.
"No, but the guy who swung a knife runs away embarrassedly because he's cut?"
"These days, by the way, they don't have a platform. Gangdan! Not when I was, but when I was!"
"…Turn it off."
Cho Gyeom managed to pull himself up with his arms trembling like an aspen tree. Footprints were clearly stamped on his face.
"You, you... you!"
He stared at Chung-Myung with blood in his eyes. However, he was speechless as if he had lost what to say.
The hair was wrapped around the whole body, and seeing the round shape, the sense of crisis and absurdity flooded in at the same time.
You chased me all the way here in that ridiculous way?
I was confident in the new law. Furthermore, running the North Sea's Seollo is different from running on a normal road. So it's normal if you can't follow him under normal new laws.
But this guy couldn't have mastered the new rules of the Bingo.
Cho Gyeom listened, emptying his complicated mind. Anyway, now I had to knock him down and go back to the Bingo as soon as possible.
"You must think I'm funny!"
"Well, it's not that funny."
"Just a little easy?"
Cho Gyeoom's eyes flashed at the remark that smashed his pride.
"I'll fix your troubles!"
"For generations, no one has changed my manners. Give up."
Chung-Myung grinned and stretched his arms back. Then he opened his eyes wide.
"Huh? Where is this...….”
You couldn't wear a sword because you were dressed too thick, right?
I forgot about it.
Chung-Myung looked at Cho Gyeo with a slightly awkward look on his face.
"Well, I'm sorry...…can't we just go get some swords?"
"Will it work?"
Cho Gyeom attacked Chung-Myung without a doubt and struck him hard. The energy flying through the wind was unusual at a glance.
The province, which was wielded with extreme insanity, flooded the top of Chung-Myung's head.
Chung-Myung, who distorted his face, raised his hand as if to stop him from flying.
The sight brought joy to Cho Gyeo.
I can't believe a prosecutor left a sword behind. Where else in the world is this pathetic?
And you're going to stop me with your bare hands when I can't run away right now?
"A fool has no medicine!"
Cho Gyeom's Do was about to split Chung-Myung at one go.Chung-Myung's seemingly fragile hand clashed with his province in Ho Gong. Cho Gyeom had no doubt that his province would quickly break Chung-Myung's hands.
Cho Gyeo's eyes were wide open.
It was an incredible sight. His province was so neatly taken into Chung-Myung's
'Oh, my God.….’
I was so surprised that my heart was about to pop out of my throat. Does it make sense to grab a sword he wielded with his bare hands?
Although he tried to pull the strings with reflexive force, Do in Chung-Myung's hand did not budge as if he had been held by a giant.
His ears, unable to even soothe his surprised heart, heard a voice full of heartache.
"You have to be kind! I said I'd bring some swords, and you want to stop it cheaply?"
Chung-Myung kicked Cho Gyeoom in the groin as it was.
Cho Gyeo's body briefly floated into Ho Gong, how strongly his feet were trapped.
I opened my eyes and...…. No, a desperate scream rang out when I opened my ears.
Cho Gyeom, who fell head over heels to the ground, shivered like a seizure with a bubble in his mouth.
Chung-Myung trudged up with an irritating face and grabbed his ankle, which sounded pathetic to Ho Gong.
"Oh, how can I get there again? Whew, it's cold!"
Long lines began to form over the white snow.
The long line drawn with Cho Gyeoom's body.
"Here he comes."
"…I told you to look. You were bitten by a hound."
"It's not a hunting dog, it's a crazy dog."
At Jo-Gol's words, Hwasan's disciples all nodded in sympathy.
If I had just been beaten up here and fainted, I wouldn't have seen him like that...….
Although he was an enemy, there was no way to suppress compassion and sympathy.
"Oh, it's cold! For real!"
Chung-Myung threw Cho Gyeo, who had dragged along, into the place where the bingalows gathered. A faint body flew away and lay flat.
"No matter how hostile he is, he's a Taoist!’
You have to respect people!
However, it is useless to ask Chung-Myung such questions.
"I didn't catch that one right on time! Huh?"
"I knew you'd catch it."
"Anyway, we're all in it!"
"……You're the one who fell for it, b*tc*."
Baek Cheon shook his head and turned away. Dang-Soso was taking care of injured Hong Yi-myung.
"Are you all right?"
Hong Yi-myeong sighed deeply at Baek Cheon's question and opened his mouth.
"…Thank you for your help."
"Don't mention it. If I help someone today, one day I'll come when I get help."
Hong Yi-myung, who got what he said back, smiled bitterly.
"I didn't expect that 'someday' to come back so soon."
Had it not taken time to do good to Hawasan's disciples and repair the cart for them, Hong would have had to evacuate the child alone and greet the courtiers of the Bingo.
Wouldn't they have been cold bodies and buried in ice in the North Sea?
They were the two who received the greatest rewards in exchange for a small favor.
Baek Cheon asked Dang-Soso secretly.
"How is it?"
"I've had a little internal injury, but it's not that serious. It won't be too much for you to recover after a couple of days.""Well."
Baek Cheon nodded as if he was lucky.
"By the way, old man...….”
Then, he opened his mouth and looked at Hong Yi-myung and Hong Jin-bo alternately. I called him first, but I didn't know how to bring it up.
Baek Cheon was a little hesitant, so Chung-Myung trudged along.
"I think we're in a bit of a mess, but I think you need to explain how this happened."
Chung-Myung's eyes turned to Hong Jin-bo.
"Looking at what they're doing, I think they're after him, not you.”
Then Hong Yi-myung looked up with a serious look on his face. I could feel the deep agony in his eyes.
"…go in for now. Is the wind cold?"
This time, Baek Cheon answered instead of Chung-Myung.
"There's nothing to worry about."
Hong Yi-myung sighs quietly.
"Let's explain everything we've got here. It's something you should know anyway."
Hwasan's disciples nodded.
"But what about these guys?”
Then Jo-Gol nodded at the fallen Mundos of the Ice Palace.
"If I leave it like this, I might wake up and run away. Do you want to move inside?"
"Where do you leave them when the house is small?"
"Then what do you do?"
"What can I do?"
Chung-Myung headed to the side of the house shivering in the cold. Then he took a big, strong guy out of the pile of firewood he had piled up for the winter.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"What are you doing? This...….”
At that time, a warrior of the bingo, which was lying on the floor, came to his senses with a flinch.
"Uh…….Uh…….What the hell……."
Oh, my god!
When he hit the back of the head with firewood, the movement of the twisting bingo island stopped.
"You saw it, didn't you?"
"If you wake up from the side, open the back of your head and faint again. If you open it well, you can put it to sleep.”
Chung-Myung's evil never stopped in the North Sea.