Serpentine Lady (1)

 

Even after Mu Jin and Mu Qing escaped to capture Wei Zhihak, the battle in the outer prefecture continued fiercely.

Sitting in the rear, Zhuge Muhuan was pointing back and forth with his fan, calmly examining the battlefield while giving instructions.

'Hmmm· This is definitely more than I expected."

Even as they sent their arms all over the Outer Prefecture and even went to Mujin, Shaolin and the shaman were fighting very well.

Even in the midst of the grueling battle of subduing the members of the Wulin League without killing them.

"Shamans are shamans, but the level of Shaolin is far exceeding expectations."

I felt it once on Jongnam Mountain, but at that time I had the strategic advantage of ambushing the enemy's rear.

But now, even in the midst of a rather unfavorable battle, they were overwhelming the enemy through their individual skills.

Of course, it wasn't without damage.

From the beginning of the battle, Shaolin and Shaman's warriors groaned all over the battlefield after being struck by enemy weapons.

Jar·

“컥····”

It's just that the frequency was less than that of the Murim members.

And now, more than two days after the battle began,

When the number of fallen members exceeded half, the frequency became even greater.

"Spread the noise poles and noise poles to the left and right sides to prevent the members from escaping!"

The momentum had already shifted to the allies, so Zhuge Muhuan gave orders to surround the enemy.

"You despicable bastards!!"

"Even if I go to hell, I won't forget this grudge!!"

Driven by the crisis, the members of the Confederacy let out a shout of evil.

"You Are Deceived!"

"We didn't kill a single one of you!"

Of course, Shaolin and the shamans also shouted in response, but the members of the clan did not believe it easily.

Just then·

The eight-fold band, which had spread throughout the outer prefecture, began to be restored one after another.

He was on his way back from cleaning up the unmanned people of Shincheon who had dug traps all over the prefecture and were harassing the Yang people.

As the number of enemy troops increased, the faces of the members who resisted became deeply frustrated.

"Don't give up, even if you lose your life! We, the Wu Lin Meng, must show that the spirit of the river is alive!"

At that moment, someone yelled at me to break the mood that was about to become stagnant.

The members who were deceived by the hypocrisy thought they were doing the right thing, and they were quickly able to boost their morale.

"Oh, oh my gosh."

And Zhuge Muhuan kept a close eye on the one who had just yelled.

"The author is most likely Ganja."

Even after all the members had been subdued, it was necessary to separate those suspected of being ganja.

And at the moment when the members of the Ganja are about to start resisting again, the cry of the ganja is about to begin.

"Mujin-ah!!"

Mu Yul, who had just joined, shouted somewhere with a sunny face.

When I turned my head towards it, I saw Mu Jin returning to the battlefield with Mu Qing.

"Oh my gosh..."

"The Hawk Blind Lord has been struck..."

He even carried a corpse on his shoulder, which appeared to be a Wulin Mengju.

Of course, it was just an analogy based on the body shape and the lack of clothes. It was hard to make out its face, as it was a corpse with its head completely shattered.

It was a pretty deadly sight.

Even the Ganja of the Divine Heaven were momentarily speechless, unable to stir up the members.

He expected that his master, Wei Jihak, would have escaped safely.

With everyone's eyes focused, Mujin walked like an old gangho.

In other words, his muscles and bones were in a state of parlance, and he was moving his body with only the strength of his inner air.

Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to admit that he wasn't in a good state in the current situation.

"The lord who fooled the political faction and deceived you died at my hands! So stop fighting!"

"Don't be deceived! It must be someone else's corpse! It's a ploy to deceive us!"

One of the Ganja of the Divine Heaven, who had only come to his senses belatedly, cried out, but it was a silent voice.

"Are you saying this is a lie?"

Mu Jin was throbbing all over his body, and he moved to the inner air, pushing forward the black phosphorus armor that remained in Meng Zhu's left hand.

Moving my body with no muscle strain and only my inner air made me feel like I was playing a puppet with my own body.

"Also! If this is a fake corpse, where did you get Meng Zhu's clothes? You succeeded in stealing the Blind Lord's robe and the black linth, but you didn't kill him?"

Anyone with a brain would be able to understand the validity of Mujin's words.

"It doesn't matter if Lord Meng is dead! I will fight to the end for the vengeance of the Lord!"

"They are now dishonoring the corpse of the Lord Mencius!"

Zhuge Muhuan did not miss those who opened their mouths for incitement everywhere.

"Oh... I've never seen them in Meng, and they're very loyal to Mengju. Apparently he is from the same place as Mengju. Draw..."

"Shut up! Didn't you attack the poor Yang people living in the outer prefecture when you only had to attack us!"

The man who had opened his mouth for incitement quickly turned his words around.

This time, the agitation worked, and the members clenched their weapons and tried to get sparks in their eyes.

"Oh no! They saved us!"

Unexpected characters appeared one by one.

They were the people of the Outer Prefecture.

Of course, not everyone made it this far. Few are brave enough to come to the battlefield where life is at stake.

But there were a few brave men who couldn't bear to be falsely accused by those who had saved them.

One of those who bravely stepped forward·

A young fortune teller at a place called the "Dragon Seal Guest Cup" on the other side of the Outer Prefecture shouted at the samurai he stumbled upon.

"Master Yang! You know me, don't you? The Master over there saved me!"

After all, the customers who could be said to be regulars for the merchants living in the outer county were the unmanned people who resided in the Wulin League.

Naturally, most of the people working in the outer county had to be related to at least a few of the members of the Wulin League.

As the testimonies of the people continued, the number of members who tried to resist to the end began to increase one by one.

"I've been deceived by the lord all this time..."

For those who believed that they had been striving for the right thing, it was a disastrous outcome.

But there were also those who could not accept that reality until the end.

"You are being deceived!!"

"Do not try to deceive me with lies!"

Frowning, Mu Jin sent a message to Zhuge Muhuan.

– Aren't they ganja too?

– It may be ganja, but it may not be·

Mu Jin frowned in incomprehension, and Zhuge Muhuan added.

– Not everyone knows how to reflect on themselves· On the contrary, there are those who find it difficult to accept their own sins and turn a blind eye to the truth in front of them until the end.

Mujin understood what he meant, and clicked his tongue lightly.

“쯧·”

"It's no different here or now."

It was a common sight even in modern times.

Mujin was also reminded of the once-famous "situation in which a rapper was asked to reveal the truth about his educational background."

It was also a look that Mujin often saw when he was playing You Tube to survive the Corona period.

There were so many bad people who came from somewhere to slander the exercise method they had taught me.

Or he denounced himself as a weakling.

For such people, even if they were presented with scientific data or papers that they had studied so hard, they would not be able to do so.

"Even if they aren't ganja, they're just going to get in the way later."

After making a judgment so far, Mujin shouted with his inner attack.

"We have no intention of fighting you! If you lay down your weapons and retreat, I will not attack! But those who resist to the end will be defeated, so make your own decision!!"

Some of them made decisions and laid down their weapons faster than Mujin's cry fell, while others laid down their weapons more slowly than they noticed each other.

And by the time about a dozen or so had passed, all but about two or a few had given up the battle.

* * *

It wasn't too difficult to subdue this powerful member who chose to resist until the end.

In the first place, they were fighting in an advantage even when the numbers were smaller, and thanks to the overwhelming difference in numbers, they were able to complete the suppression in no time.

The Shaolin and Shaman's martial arts first imprisoned those they had subdued in the Wulin League.

And one by one, those who had been overwhelmed and stunned in the early and middle stages of the battle began to wake up.

Shaolin and the shaman, together with the members who understood the truth, told them the truth.

Some of them turned away from the truth until the end, like those who were overwhelmed in the end, but the number of those who felt despondent or vain was much greater.

"I can't do that..."

"I was deceived by the lord..."

In the dark atmosphere they create·

A young member who had just realized the truth asked Mu Jin.

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

It was an unexpected and absurd sound, and Mu Jin looked puzzled.

Seeing Mu Jin's expression, Meng Yuan said in an urgent tone.

"Now that we know that we have been deceived by the Lord Meng, we want to make amends! We've gotten in your way, so we'd like to help you in a little bit!"

And as if the young man's words were the catalyst, many of those who had fallen into despair spoke out.

"Let Me Help You!"

"I want to wash away this sin!"

They were the ones who accepted the truth and admitted their guilt.

The testimonies of the people of Yang were the same, and they knew that Shaolin and the shaman had suppressed not a single member of the clan until the end, so there was no doubt about it.

'Is this a phone call?'

I had to work hard to keep them alive and suppress them, but thanks to that, I was able to gain reinforcements.

In the midst of his bewilderment, Mu Jin's face was even more embarrassed as he looked at Zhuge Muhuan, a soldier who was making a judgment.

Zhuge Muhuan had a calm face, as if he had expected this to happen.

* * *

At a time when the Zheng faction was embroiled in a civil war, the Sado Dynasty was defeated by the Nangong Sword Emperor, and the Hyukjin River was seriously injured and was being pushed back by the Nangong Sega to go out of the gate.

Following the Southern Palace, a new dark cloud was coming towards the Sadkai.

The downtown area of Guangzhou, the capital of Guangdong Province,

There is one of the Seven Pillars of the Apostles, called the Sapa Seven Pillars. The Guangdong Jin Street was located.

In the night streets of Gwangju, there were people looking at the walls of the Guangdong Jin Street.

Little by little, people began to gather in the vicinity of Guangdong Jinga.

A young man dressed in a black uniform approached the main gate of the Guangdong Jin Street.

"What a bastard!"

As a member of the Safa Seven Clan, and as the first member of the Sapa Family, the gatekeeper guarding the entrance of the Guangdong Jin Street was quite fierce.

The young man who came to visit the man only opened his mouth in a blunt tone.

"The Ark of the Fighting Room..."

"Fighting room?"

I looked puzzled for a moment. Recently, the gatekeeper's face was filled with dismay as he remembered the name of the sect that was growing in Guangxi Province.

No, the moment you want to be inhabited·

Spatula ·

His face was torn off his neck.

Even after cutting down the gatekeeper, the remaining strength had smashed the huge gate of the Guangdong Jin family behind the gatekeeper in two.

Eeeeeeee

The severed door collapsed, making an unpleasant noise, and the unmanned people of Guangdong Jin Street rushed towards the entrance from all over the place.

But whether or not the enemies flock to you...

The Ark of the Fighting Spirit passed through the collapsed door and entered the interior at a leisurely pace.

"Who are you!!"

"How dare you know where this is!"

The crowd glared at them or not, spraying them with fierce air waves.

Dao Yue Chen opened his mouth, clutching his iconic weapon, the Black Sword.

"As of today, Guangdong Province will be taken over by our Tuxin Bang and Kowloon Bang..."

The moment he declared war on the Muslims of Guangdong Jinga.

"Hit!!"

Hundreds of martial artists climbed over the wall all at once and appeared in Guangdong Town.