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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1563


Episode 1563. It’s different from back then. (3)

“Where are you going?”

“⋯⋯water ditch.”

Tang Xiaoxiao’s face turned pale.

“What kind of stupid idea is that person!”

“…He is my father’s enemy. It’s worth it. “I should have looked into it in advance.”

“He’s already dead! “Is it okay to kill a living person for a dead person?”

Tang Soso’s sharp voice rang out.

The person she was talking to sighed in embarrassment. Only then did she realize that she had become so angry that she bit her lip.

“for a moment! What about volcanoes? “What about Baekcheon Sasuk?”

“According to the report that came in a little while ago, it seems that the Namgung family is moving in that direction.”

Tang Soso closed his eyes tightly. I expected that, but it was also an answer I didn’t want to hear. After checking it, it was even more devastating.

‘War.’

Although it is not a perfect power, Namgung and Hwasan collide with Surochae. Tang Soso, who pictured that scene in his head, became desperate.

“Then the medical class we have now is not enough! We need to fill up! “Send in all your reserves!”

“i get it.”

“Dang! “What about the groups in the Tang family?”

“⋯⋯We are continuing the mission because we have not yet received an order to support that side.”

Tang Xiaoxiao clenched his fists.

Of course, it is a very clear and accurate judgment. But why do I feel so mean, contrary to my head?

“⋯⋯Please pass it on to each group. “Support the medical personnel in the group there.”

“Uhm. i get it.”

Even after giving her all the instructions she could right now, her face was still dark. This is ridiculously insufficient.

‘We had to train more medical corps. Why a little faster…’

She bit her lip as she regretted it. And he grabbed her needle in her sleeve.

“I can’t do that. “I’ll go too.”

“Can not be done!”

Then, suddenly, a thunderous voice burst out and grabbed her.

“Have you forgotten? “You are now in charge of all groups’ medical corps!”

“i know. But…”

“noisy! Aren’t they all there? If the person in charge leaves the position arbitrarily and does not give proper instructions, who can trust the superiors? One of your actions can become a huge problem in the world of heaven and earth. and!”

Dangsoso’s uncle. Tang Gok scolded in a firm voice.

“This is destroying everything you worked so hard to build. You must prove that what you insisted on was not just for the comfort of a few people, but for the benefit of Cheon Yu-meng and Kang Hao!”

There is nothing wrong with anything.

Tang Xiaoxiao lowered his head.

My shoulders feel extremely heavy. Until now, there has been no need to worry about this. Because this weight has always been borne by someone else.

“⋯⋯I understand. “I’ll stay here.”

“Well thought out.”

Tang Xiaoso raised his head again.

“Please hurry up and apply instead! hurry!”

“i get it!”

The party moved quickly. Tang Soso caught a glimpse of this and cast his gaze towards the far south. Toward a place so far away that it cannot be seen even from this high mountain hut.

‘Accident… ‘Sasuk, executioners.’

please. Please be safe.

❀ ❀ ❀

Chu Il-gae’s face was pale.

The situation is simple. It couldn’t be any neater than this.

Surochae landed in Gangbuk, the Namgung family rushed there for revenge, and Chu Il-gae and his party went to the vicinity of the Yangtze River to see the situation. Isn’t it too simple?

The problem is…

“Look, Chuil-gae. “How on earth did this happen?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Why are there so many volcanoes here? Why is this getting so big?”

Questions keep pouring in. Chu Il-gae’s face was distorted.

‘How do I know that!’

He looked back with a face stiffened with tension.

‘Hmph!’

My heart is pounding. Behind him, dozens of volcano swordsmen wearing black uniforms were running, kicking the ground.

“Did the higher-ups give orders to support Namgung, Hwasan?”

“Well, I didn’t hear that…”

“Then why is everyone going to the Yangtze River as if it were natural? “Isn’t it right to wait for instructions first?”

The answer I could give here was very obvious.

‘That’s because it’s a volcano.’

In the first place, it was a mistake to think that ‘the’ Volcanic Sect would be quietly waiting for orders from their superiors. When have they ever waited for someone else’s judgment?

“Shouldn’t we stop it now?”

“How do you stop it… “We have some talent when it comes to what Deputy Hwasan Jang Mun decides to do.”

“That…”

The beggar who expressed doubt also kept his mouth shut, as if he had run out of things to say.

Although it is said that four groups from Hwasan gathered together, there are only ten people in each group, including one person from the Tang family who came along for the purpose of opening and receiving medical treatment.

In other words, the number of people from the Huashan Sect here is around 30 at most.

With that kind of power, you’re going to drag everything you have and everything you don’t have and go to confront the landed Surochae? To help the Namgung family?

“Unless you go crazy…”

Chu Il-gae, who had been muttering as if he was lost, closed his mouth again.

Come to think of it, every time I heard about a volcano from afar, I would chuckle and say, ‘Those crazy people.’

But when you find yourself in the position of being caught up in this crazy behavior, it is no laughing matter.

There is one man who stands out among the swordsmen dressed in black uniforms. A man wearing a white uniform. Baekcheon, Jangmundaeri of Hwasan.

It feels completely different from Yoonjong, whom he first saw and admired. However, his presence clearly surpassed that of Yoonjong.

‘Damn… ‘Why should I believe it?’

There’s no way people like that would do crazy things without thinking.

That’s what Chuilgae can trust… No, it was the last bastion that had to be trusted.

As the beggars kept glancing at him, Baekcheon felt their gaze and opened his mouth.

“Is there still a lot of distance left?”

“⋯⋯Death penalty. “We have already passed where we were aiming.”

“Not that street.”

Baeksang’s face became a little more rigid.

“If you are talking about the distance to the place where the Namgung family and the Black Dragon King will collide… it won’t be long now.”

“I get it.”

“Are you really going to keep going, death?”

“I have to go.”

“No, that’s…”

Baeksang starts to say something but closes his mouth.

It was because I knew that spitting out these words would be the same as taking Yoonjong’s side.

However, this ultimately proves that Baeksang also believes that Yoonjong’s words are correct in this situation.

“⋯⋯This is Namgung’s dogma.”

“know.”

Baekcheon nodded lightly and added.

“And you know that our volcano is the one who committed the most arbitrariness so far.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Do you know what I was thinking every time?”

“I do not know.”

“This is what we did, so it is right for us to bear it. It is also natural for us to correct the mistakes we make. Because that was a choice I made. But…”

Baekcheon closed his eyes for a moment and opened them.

“I thought it would be good if someone could understand me without considering right or wrong. “You don’t have to prove there was a reason for that.”

“It’s not me, it’s us, death sentence.”

“okay. It did.”

Baekcheon just glossed over it, as if it was just a slip of the tongue.

“⋯⋯It was us.”

Yoonjong, who was running a little away, glanced at Baekcheon’s profile.

Soon, Yoonjong’s eyes were complex as he looked ahead again.

“Isn’t this when the water pipes will come out soon?”

“huh.”

“Then aren’t we going to fight with them? “Namgungse got caught up in those stupid bastards!”

“maybe.”

“But you keep going even though you clearly know that? “With only 30 people with you?”

“huh.”

“Ugh!”

Jo Geol was so frustrated that she clutched her aching chest.

I couldn’t tell if the reason I was so frustrated right now was because of this situation or because of Yu Yi-seol’s speaking style.

I really missed Yoonjong, who was far ahead of me. He may be a little strange these days, but at least he’s a communicator, right?

“No, is it really okay to do this? If this goes on, all the volcanoes that came out in groups will end up fighting Surochae?”

“well.”

“Oh, no, an accident!”

Jo Geol bit her lip.

Things are getting bigger. If a problem arises, someone may have to take responsibility for this dogmatism.

But whose dogma is this? Is it Baekcheon’s dogma? Or is it Yunjong’s dogma?

At times like this…

As Jo Geol unconsciously tried to turn his head, a voice without pitch and emotion pierced his ears.

“doesn’t exist.”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

“It will come. but.”

Yu Iseol speaks calmly with her gaze fixed forward.

“He was a long way from here, last time I heard from him. “No matter how bad it is, they can’t come faster than us.”

“⋯⋯.”

“And he is your priest.”

Jogeol’s face hardened without me realizing it.

This is because Yu Iseol’s words were told not to rely on Cheongmyeong like a child whenever something happened.

“⋯⋯I was just curious. I’m afraid that damn bastard is going on a rampage to slit the Black Dragon King’s head before we do! “Isn’t he enough of a guy to do that?”

Jo Geol also knows. My words are getting longer. Perhaps it was because of the shame of having my inner feelings revealed.

“You need determination.”

“⋯⋯What resolution are you talking about?”

Yu Iseol did not answer. Who needs it and what kind of determination is needed? Instead, he just pointed forward with his chin.

“Get ready.”

“yes?”

Only then did it come into Jo Geol’s eyes.

Corpses lying everywhere. It was as if it had been cruelly shattered by someone’s strong sword.

“Surochae…!”

It appears that Namgung Dowi has already collided with Surochae.

That means that a fierce battle is already taking place in front of us, with lives at stake.

‘Namgung Sogaju!’

At the moment when Jo Geol’s entire body muscles were tensed, Yu I-seol stood tall on the spot.

“accident?”

Her eyes, endless as an unmoving lake, gazed ahead.

❀ ❀ ❀

“Black Dragon King! Tu, it breaks through!”

Hearing the urgent report, Black Dragon King Jeok Se-gwang let out a bitter laugh.

“Should I say it’s great?”

The swordsmen of Namgung, whose neat white uniforms had suddenly been dyed red, were rushing towards us.

You can feel the young Wondog and his terrible life in his two eyes.

“It’s a version that should be called a demonic religion, let alone a social faction.”

A very low laugh leaked from the Black Dragon King’s lips.

It’s not a bad decision for those stupid Namgoongs. After all, Surochae cannot exist without the Black Dragon King. The moment his head is taken away, he will lose his strength and disintegrate.

So, didn’t Jang Il-so necessarily keep him alive instead of killing him?

“Black Dragon King! First, take shelter…”

Kwaang! The person who was talking next to me was hit by the Black Dragon King’s fist and fell out, spattering blood.

“You idiot! “Are you saying I should run away from those little guys?”

A frenzied spirit overflowed.

“Even though I lost my arm, I’m still a red light! “You won’t die from being bitten by a dog or something!”

The Black Dragon King grabbed the baby bottle tightly.

There is no option to step down.

He has to prove it. To the day-old puppies that came running for his neck, and to his subordinates who were looking at him with somewhat suspicious eyes.

Sapa is just proud of itself. In order for him to become the Black Dragon King, he must prove that he is still strong.

Namgungse’s head would be a not-so-bad tool.

“Open the way. “I will kill them myself…”

The Black Dragon King was about to shout.

“Jeoksegaaaaaaaaaa!”

Lion’s Roar, one step ahead of him, explodes loudly.

When the red light reflexively raised its gaze upward, the figure of a person was seen descending terrifyingly with the blue sky at its back.

A person whose normal face was stained with blood and distorted like a demon.

The swordsman, to whom the word “boy” would no longer be appropriate, flew in like a hawk, aiming for the neck of the Black Dragon King Jeok Se-gwang.

“Haha!”

The Black Dragon King’s scimitar rises upward, and the sword above the Nangungdo plunges downward.

Black pottery and white swordware.

The two spirits, who were extremely similar in their determination to pursue defeat, clashed head-on with their hatred for each other.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The huge explosion that erupted began to run towards the two words ‘Conclusion’.


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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