Episode 1398. To where you need to be. (3)
Baekcheon’s hands were shaking slightly as he clutched the unconscious shoulder of Cheongmyeong.
Is it alive? Is he breathing?
I was afraid to even check. It seemed like the slight heat flowing through my fingertips would cool down at any moment.
‘Cheongmyeong…’
To him, Cheongmyeong was like Mount Tai.
A mountain that never wavers, never shows weakness in any situation, and that people cannot and should not attempt to understand.
But now, the person who was like a mountain has lost consciousness with injuries that would not be surprising if he stopped breathing right away.
Why do we sometimes forget?
This guy is also human. That they are just people who are hurt, feel pain, and worry just like them.
Baekcheon placed his hand on Cheongmyeong’s stomach and breathed energy into his body.
“wait a moment. I’ll take you to a safe place in no time. “Until then… you just have to hold on until then.”
Baekcheon whispered to Cheongmyeong, who was already unconscious, and pulled him in.
Baekcheon’s gaze, which seemed to be suppressing the growing anger, was directed somewhere other than Cheongmyeong. There, there was Ho Ga-myeong, staring at this place with an expression as if his cold mask had been broken.
The expression on Hu Jiaming’s face was clearly embarrassment.
‘How…’
Clearly, the author had not come to his senses until a moment ago. However, it appeared in an instant as if the space had been torn apart. That too…
Hu Jiaming’s gaze moved slightly downward.
The body of Sibbi, who had collapsed and lost his head, was lying around there. No matter how much he specializes in escorting and assassinating, he is a skilled person with enough skill to be able to put him anywhere in the world at the level of Tenbi.
That person was dealt with with a single sword.
Of course, his nickname is not that great of a warrior, so it may not be that difficult to deceive his attention. Cutting off the head of Sibbi, who is preoccupied elsewhere, with a single blow may not be such a difficult task.
But the problem was that it was impossible with Baekcheon’s inaction, which Hu Jiaming was aware of.
Are you saying that his inaction has risen sharply in that short period of time?
Hu Jiaming faced Baekcheon’s glaring gaze and muttered.
“The volcano guys… they all have a knack for surprising people.”
Even his pseudonym was unclear as to whether the words contained admiration or sarcasm.
‘That doesn’t change anything.’
Hu Jiaming coldly glared at Bai Qian.
Baekcheon’s body was covered with wounds. His blood stains the clothes, soaks them and drips. The wounds suffered by Cheongmyeong were serious, but the wounds suffered by Baekcheon also seemed to be no less serious.
He probably ran without taking care of himself.
Thanks to this, he was able to prevent Cheongmyeong’s head from falling, but with his power, it would be impossible to escape from here with the unconscious Plum Blade Demon in tow.
“Are you willing to die together?”
“⋯⋯.”
“It is reckless to call it loyalty, and foolish to call it agreement.”
It was a remark that provoked Baekcheon, who must have lost his senses after checking Cheongmyeong’s condition.
But surprisingly, Baekcheon did not show even the slightest reaction. He just stared at Hu Jiaming with motionless eyes. Apathetic eyes that don’t even show any trace of emotion. As she stood in front of those eyes, she felt a faint eerieness even in her nickname.
The moment Hu Jiaming opened his mouth, feeling his stomach twist, Baekcheon spoke first.
“⋯⋯die?”
“⋯⋯.”
“who?”
It was a voice devoid of emotion. But underneath that feigned coolness, a terrible anger slowly revealed itself.
“How dare you kill someone like that?”
Hearing that voice, Hu Jiaming had a wry smile on his face. As if it was a relief to see the anger in check.
“Do you think you can come back alive?”
“…I guess it’s too much for me.”
“I know it well…”
“but.”
Baekcheon said as if chewing.
“It’s different for us.”
At that moment, something flew over their heads. The moment Ho Ga-myeong hurriedly raised his head, all the bandits around him quickly surrounded him and protected him.
Sigh!
With a sound like a famous sword cutting through silk, the heads of Maninbangdo, who were close to Baekcheon, rose into the air.
widely.
The person who made two people gohon with one sword and lightly got down checked Cheongmyeong first.
The indifference that always covered her face cracked for an instant. Biting her lip with her distorted face, Yui Seol looked at Cheongmyeong for a moment and then turned her gaze to Baekcheon.
Baekcheon spoke briefly before the question was asked.
“⋯⋯alive.”
I guess that’s what I wanted to ask. Yui Seol faintly nodded her head in response to Baekcheon, who guessed her feelings. Then she slowly turned around and glared at the people who were surrounding them.
One after another, another person fell from above.
Coo!
The strong landing sent dust flying up in all directions. The moment the dust cloud settled, what those present saw was the back of a person wearing a red tunic.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The monk who got down stared at Cheongmyeong without moving as if he were a stone statue. After staring at Cheongmyeong for a long time, he turned his head so slowly that it took his breath away.
I flinch.
The Maninbangdo members who met that gaze hesitated and took a step back without realizing it.
It was a look you could never imagine coming from a monk wearing monk’s robes. The hatred burning within him oppressed everyone.
Wow.
Hyeyeon bit her lower lip.
The anger flowed out like a living thing. Hyeyeon had forgotten that she was a Buddhist, and bright blue veins popped out on her fist.
However, before the anger could burst out, several shadows flew in one after another.
“Cheongmyeongaaaa!”
Jogeol got off and ran toward Cheongmyeong with all his might. His violently outstretched hand stopped right in front of Cheongmyeong.
I couldn’t bear to touch it. No matter how hard I searched, there was no corner without scars.
“Ugh…”
Jo Geol’s hands were shaking without realizing it. It wasn’t because of anger. It was because of the fear that he might lose something he shouldn’t lose.
“Fine, death penalty. Death penalty… “Cheongmyeongga…”
Yunjong, who came right next to him, stared intently at Cheongmyeong’s figure without saying a word. It was as if he wanted to engrave into his eyes every single wound on his body.
“Get out of the way!”
Pushing the two away, Tang Soso ran and clung to Cheongmyeong. Tang Soso, who had several needles stuck like thunderbolts, stretched out his hand behind him and shouted.
“Yo Sang-dan, quick!”
“we are here!”
Dang So-so, who took the bottle held out by Dang-pae, opened the mouth as if breaking it and poured it into Cheong-myeong’s mouth. Then, with trembling hands, he quickly touched several acupuncture points and pushed the medicine into Cheongmyeong’s throat.
“W-here…. Ah… “Here too…”
I was confused about where to start.
There is not a single wound that is not serious, and there is not a single place that is not serious. It was a miracle that he survived with these injuries. In addition, the existing wounds had reappeared and the condition was worst.
Cheongmyeong had survived numerous injuries so far, but this time he was not at the level of such optimism.
“Please, death penalty… please!”
Tears continued to flow from Tang Soso’s eyes.
I thought I would be at the crossroads of life and death, but I never thought it would be to this extent. Just looking at the layers of wounds engraved on her body, I could vividly feel how much pain Cheongmyeong must have suffered.
“Ahh…”
Seol So-baek looked like his soul had almost run away. Shock, sadness, fear, and anger seemed to hit him all at once. His whole body trembled like an aspen.
But no one here tried to comfort or reassure Seol Sobaek.
Because everyone’s attention is focused on Cheongmyeong. There was not a single person who could afford to pay attention to Seol So-baek right now.
“⋯⋯Seal.”
A cold, murderous look overflowed in Nangung Dowi’s eyes. She even contorted her face as if it were her breasts and she bared her teeth.
Anger that can’t be helped. A hatred that seems to burn my body.
Even if they had arrived a little late, Cheongmyeong would have been out of this world. No, maybe he is already a living person and cannot be called a living person.
That’s why I have no choice but to be angry. I can’t help but hate it.
The path of life they walked, which was easier, was supported by the blood and pain of Cheongmyeong.
“Death penalty… “Death penalty, please…”
Tang Soso frantically stopped the bleeding on Cheongmyeong’s wound and applied medicine. It was to the point where I doubted whether proper treatment would be possible if I had to throw away my hands in such a hurry. But Tang Soso’s hands did not stop for a moment.
At that time, Baekcheon’s cool voice was heard in Tang Soso’s ears.
“Can you survive?”
Tang Xiaoxiao’s body visibly flinched. She couldn’t bear to give a confident answer and just tended to Cheongmyeong’s wounds.
“Soso.”
“⋯⋯.”
“Soso!”
In the end, Tang Xiaoxiao glared at Baekcheon with eyes full of resentment. There was venom in her eyes.
But Baekcheon didn’t even move a muscle and picked her up again.
“Answer me.”
“⋯⋯.”
“hurry.”
Tang Xiaoxiao bit his lip until it bled.
“If things continue like this…”
Baekcheon’s eyes suddenly closed at those words.
A hellish silence came. At the end of the silence where no one could open their mouth, Baekcheon’s eyes opened again.
“If you continue like this, you will die…”
“⋯⋯.”
“That means I can live if it doesn’t stay like this. Way?”
Tang Xiaoxiao’s eyes trembled violently for a moment. It was as if Baekcheon pointed out something I hadn’t even thought about.
“Ah, father.”
“father?”
“father! I have to go to the Lord of Tang! “If it’s the Lord of the House!”
“i get it.”
Baekcheon nodded immediately without hesitation.
It will definitely be difficult to get through them and get to Tanggunak. But it was a thousand times easier than watching Cheongmyeong die.
Other people’s thoughts seemed to be no different. As soon as the word ‘party evil’ was heard, everyone was ready to move.
Red sword energy flowed from the tip of Yu Iseol’s sword. It was a sword that conveyed anger more clearly than any other words or facial expressions.
A thick murderous substance poured out from everyone’s bodies. Their firm determination stood tall in their eyes without the slightest wavering.
Baekcheon hugged Cheongmyeong’s shoulder a little tighter.
‘You’ll probably be angry.’
It would be foolish, for sure. But these people here have only one thought.
Even if everyone dies, he will definitely save Cheongmyeong.
‘I will accept as much anger as you want. So… So absolutely… never!’
Baekcheon stood up with Cheongmyeong in his arms and spoke softly. Even at this moment, he was constantly pushing energy into Cheongmyeong.
“You know what you have to do, right?”
There was no answer. It wasn’t even needed in the first place. Action, not meaningless words, is needed now.
At this moment, there was only one thing Baekcheon had to say.
“let’s go.”
Different clans, different origins, different positions.
All of that has now broken down boundaries with one purpose. Those who were fired with a flash of lightning were shot toward the path they were supposed to take.
