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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1392


Episode 1391 It will be waiting for us. (One)

“A little faster!”

Baekcheon wiped the surroundings without stopping.

Even though it was not a situation where simply moving quickly could be the answer, Baekcheon continued to shout as if the enemy was waiting to stab him in the back.

“more!”

However, the speed of the group did not increase at all.

“Hit it at once!”

Enemies you encounter along the way? Of course, they will also have an impact.

“Sasuk! “The enemy has caught up behind us!”

“Damn it, I’m coming myself!”

Even when you think you’ve shaken it off, it sticks to you again? Of course, it will have a big impact. Because there is nothing you can do about slowing down while engaging in combat. This was especially true for those who were running with the determination not to allow even a single person to fall behind.

But those who knew knew. The reason why the group’s speed rarely increases is that that is definitely not the whole reason.

“done! let’s go!”

Baekcheon, who instantly annihilated the enemy with Namgung Dowi, shouts out in a loud voice. However, instead of kicking the floor, the party leader who heard that voice turned around again.

After nothing. A place we have already passed by.

“What are you doing! Lord Soga.”

“⋯⋯I’m sorry.”

Dangpae grits his teeth and turns his head forward. I feel like I can hear a gurgling sound coming from my throat. As if forcibly breaking away something that cannot be returned.

My eyes keep going back.

Like someone who left behind something they shouldn’t have left behind.

‘Why haven’t you joined yet?’

The closer you get to the Yangtze River and the greater the distance between you and the enemy, the more you feel it. The fact that the distance between them and Cheongmyeong is growing dramatically.

And I feel it.

He wasn’t an idiot either, so he wasn’t someone who didn’t know what it meant that neither the enemy’s main force nor the appearance of Cheongmyeong was visible at all.

They are getting safer.

This hellish journey to Gangnam was finally coming to an end. Now, the Yangtze River is only a short distance away, and as long as you don’t fall prey to the enemy’s attacks in the meantime, you will be able to reach the Yangtze River without any major problems.

But that fact made the party’s defeat even more irritating.

“The Green Forest King.”

“⋯⋯.”

The party member who hit the floor turns his head and looks at Lim So-byeong, who has an expressionless face as if he is wearing iron armor.

“Is there no one blocking your way?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Isn’t it strange? If they had driven us all the way here, they would definitely try to surround us. Isn’t there more than half of the Ten Thousand Ten Forces’ troops left in Yangtze? “What are they doing now?”

“You have a pretty bad temper.”

A grumpy voice came from Lim So-byeong’s mouth. A voice that is strangely incongruous with a serious expression. Therefore, the voice was heard more clearly.

“Why are you asking something you already know? “The reason you want to confirm it through my mouth is because you are not sure, or because you want to make an excuse that you did not know?”

Insulting language worthy of venting one’s anger. However, the party faction simply remained silent. Because he felt that the cool days in those words were not necessarily meant for him.

Lim So-byeong, seeing the party’s reaction, slightly bites his lip.

“Where would it have gone?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Let’s not ask each other the obvious. “There is nothing we can do.”

What the party is feeling right now is a heaviness that is difficult to describe.

But perhaps Lim So-byeong goes beyond heaviness and even feels despair.

The role of the military is to find the best solution within a limited situation. The moment you fail to find the best option, the military becomes even more worthless.

The despair Lim So-byeong was feeling was fully contained in the words that there was nothing he could do.

“⋯⋯It’s true that you went to the dojo.”

“⋯⋯.”

Lim So-byeong’s face showed annoyance. What difference does it make if you say it out loud and confirm it?

After seeing Lim So-byeong’s expression, Dangpae turned his head and looked ahead. In his eyes, he saw Hwasan’s disciples furiously cutting through their enemies.

‘Don’t they know too?’

Why are they heading to the Yangtze River so easily now, and where are the enemies heading?

But how can you fight without looking back?

Even though he doesn’t eat together with the Hwasan Swordsman Association, he keeps feeling like someone is grabbing him from behind, and even though he tries not to, he keeps looking back. What kind of feelings are they holding their swords in?

I can’t even think of guessing it.

“Dang, Lord Soga.”

At that time, someone calls the party flag. When he turned his head, he saw Kwak Hwan-so, who had already come to his side, looking at him with stern eyes.

“Is it true that the Hwasan Sword Association is currently luring the enemies?”

“⋯⋯I’m not sure.”

The party leader could not bear to answer yes.

No matter what the answer is, it will only be a painful answer from Haenam’s perspective. These people are neither shameless nor foolish. These were people who were keenly aware that Cheongmyeong was taking excessive risks.

How can you stick a knife in the face of such people?

“Soon… I’ll probably join you soon. The Cheongmyeong dojo has always been like that. “It is difficult to judge him from the perspective of a criminal.”

The party leader said that and looked away.

Because it was too difficult to continue talking.

“⋯⋯.”

Kwak Hwan-so also seemed to have realized that the party leader was now telling lies. Kwak Hwan-so, who was moving his lips as if he was about to say something, eventually closes his mouth.

“Hurry!”

Baekcheon’s strong voice, heard just in time, erases the thoughts they were having.

“let’s go.”

“yes.”

Now is not the time to slow down the group with these thoughts.

Even if there are concerns or things that disturb you, you have to put them all aside for now and just follow Baekcheon’s instructions.

That must be Cheongmyeong’s will to remain alone in a dangerous place to save them.

‘But…’

Dangpae moves his gaze and slowly looks around.

Even leaving aside the faces of the Hwasan disciples, who could only see their backs, the faces of Namgung Dowi, Hyeyeon, and even the Haenam disciples were extremely stiff.

‘stamp. ‘Is this really what you wanted?’

Maybe everyone here will survive without sacrifice.

But even if they survive, can they accept that survival with pride? Can we truly accept the life gained at the cost of sacrificing those who should not die the most?

If Qingming really thought that way, the party faction would hate Qingming.

If you thought they were people with even the slightest sense of shame, you couldn’t make that judgment. None of them would have wanted to save their lives in exchange for the sacrifice of Cheongmyeong.

‘But why…’

Dangpae bit his lip.

I’m asking, but I know. In the end, you have no choice but to choose.

A way to endanger yourself and a way to endanger others. If those two paths were the only ones left, Qingming would naturally have chosen to put himself in danger.

Because he has always made that choice.

That’s why everyone followed him. That’s why everyone liked him.

But at this moment, the method of following Cheongmyeong was returning with the worst results. As if it was a price he and they would have to pay one day.

So I have no choice but to resent it.

At least I didn’t want this worst ending. No one.

And then.

“Ah…”

A sight that seemed like a lie came into the eyes of the party leader. The end of a road that seemed like it would never end. The end of a wide forest that seemed to last forever.

The land spreads beyond a low ridge. The edge of the land was stained a deep black color, darker than the sky.

Those who understood the identity of the black line stopped in place one by one. As if I couldn’t overcome the turbulence in my body.

A voice uttered as if someone had been possessed flowed quietly between them.

“It’s the Yangtze River.”

Yangtze River.

A huge river that divides the north and south of the central plains. And the place they so desperately wanted to see.

The Yangtze River was now unfolding before their eyes.

My legs feel weak. Even the party leader, who thought that this would not happen, had to calm down for a moment.

How should I express this feeling?

Relief? Feeling exhausted? Or just simple joy?

It would be impossible to define that incredibly complex emotional vortex in one word.

In that deep emotion, Dangpae and the others around him could only tremble.

“Wow.”

At that moment, Lee Ja-yang lowers her head from the front of the party flag.

“⋯⋯Suyang.”

Kwak Hwan-so placed his hand on Lee Ja-yang’s shoulder. Then Miss Iza opened her mouth in a crying voice.

“Honestly…”

A suppressed voice escapes from Lee Ja-yang’s mouth as she forcibly swallows something boiling inside her.

“Alive… I never thought I’d live to see this… “To be honest, I didn’t think about it.”

Those words represented the feelings of all Haenam disciples.

Only ten people.

The number of people who came to rescue them was only ten.

Who would have dared to believe in them and think of breaking through Gangnam? It was the land of Gangnam that I stepped on with the intention of not dying in misery, even if it meant dying.

But after countless sacrifices and enduring a hellish road, we finally reached this place.

Of course, it’s not over yet.

Crossing that river would also be a daunting task. Perhaps, in the process, all the remaining people might have passed away.

But even though I knew that, I couldn’t help but feel the emotion of seeing the Yangtze River with my own eyes.

“⋯⋯Now it’s really just a step forward.”

“yes. execution.”

Lee Ja-yang nodded at Kwak Hwan-so’s words.

“It’s really soon.”

Without mentioning the danger that remained in the river, Kwak Hwan-so and Lee Ja-yang gathered their minds. After hearing those words, Haenam’s disciples also hardened their expressions.

And at the same time, Baekcheon, who had only ever looked ahead, turned his head.

An extremely cold expression. Baekcheon looks at Kwak Hwanso with a stern face as if he were wearing iron armor.

“Kwak Sohyeop.”

“yes. “Mr. Jangmun.”

Kwak Hwan-so faced Baek-cheon directly.

Now, if Baekcheon tells him to jump into the fire, he will do so, and even if he tells him to sacrifice his life, he will do so. Because Baekcheon deserves it.

“That’s the Yangtze River. Just beyond that point is Gangbuk. When we reach Gangbuk, either Cheonwoomaeng or Gupailbang will come to welcome Haenam.”

Kwak Hwan-so’s eyebrows twitch slightly.

It’s not that it’s unpleasant or anything. I was just curious about Baekcheon’s intention in saying this. The Baekcheon he knew was not someone who said obvious things.

“By the grace of the volcano…”

“Small cooperative.”

Baekcheon folded his arms and bowed his head deeply. Kwak Hwan-so flinches at that unexpected example and looks at Baek-cheon.

“This is the only help a volcano can give you.”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

Kwak Hwan-so asked back with a dumbfounded look on his face.

What does this mean all of a sudden?

“The Yangtze River border may not be as strong as we think. Cross the river before daybreak. With that, Haenam will be safe.”

“Now, wait a minute. Assistant Manager Jang Moon. What do you mean by that? Crossing the Yangtze River? “Then what about volcanoes?”

Baek-cheon raises his head and faces Guo Huan-so.

Those eyes.

The moment Kwak Hwan-so saw those unwavering eyes, he knew what Baek-cheon was going to say.

“You are asking the obvious.”

Hwasan’s disciples walk and stand next to Baekcheon. Their eyes were not one inch different from Baekcheon’s eyes.

“We’re going to pick up that stupid bastard.”

“Now, long story…”

“Obviously he too.”

Baekcheon’s voice came out firmly.

“They will be waiting for us.”


The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect

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