Suddenly, a scream broke out of Mu Keum-hui's mouth. At the same time, his complexion turned pale and he gripped his head and staggered. Mu Keum-hui fell down with blood spouting from the lacquer. It was just a blink of an eye. The people in the hall were stunned. "Father----!" Mu Hua-yu screamed and ran to Mu Keum-hui. By his side, the sewage column was completely mesmerized. In the eyes of Yeonghojinseong Fortress, a terrifying sight exploded. "Who is it?" "Susutsu..." A person appeared in the hall. He was a middle-aged man with blood-red lyrics. His sparkling eyes were as transparent as glass eggs, but he was a person with a friendly atmosphere throughout the body. asked Young Ho-cheng, wriggling his sword. "Who are you?" said the monk, glaring at him with a transparent eye. "Amitabha Buddha"... Have you ever heard of the name Abibulhyeoljon?" "Abibulhyeoljon!" Yeonghojinseong was astonished. But he soon asked back in a cold voice. "Are you the first of the three great Bulmason of Bulmasa Temple to defeat the success and failure of Gavira in the past?" Abibulhyeoljon nodded with a strange smile around his mouth. "Yes," laughed Young Ho-sung. "Now that I see it, the main character of all the conspiracies was Bulmasa." "Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Abibul-hyeoljon spilled a strange cow instead of an answer. Young Ho-jin asked with a cold look. "May I ask why you killed the Buddha?"" Abbey's immortality gave a creepy smile. "Not only did he divulge the secret, but he also disobeyed the order to gather at Bulmasa. He deserves to die." Young Ho-jin-seong suddenly filed a prosecution. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Everyone has to obey like Gwangpungsa Temple or the White Horse?" 메리트카지노 "Of course. Discontent is impossible." "That's great." After all, the Great Horseman was shaking the pack in the dark." There was nothing more to ask. Yeonghojinseong was finally able to clearly realize the full story of all the events that occurred in the group. In addition, I learned all about the tragedy between Youngho Street, the Moo family, and the Hasuran on the other day. At this time, Abbey glared at him and asked, "Are you a preceptor?" "Yes, I am." Abbey looked down at him and shook her head. "Amitabha Buddha"... It seems that the priest Gafferreuk thinks too highly of you." He murmured to himself. "I'm disappointment!" I can't believe I brought Gwangpungsa Temple and Baekmasung to Bulmasa Temple just because of a little boy." There was a complaint at the mouth of Yeonghojinseong Fortress. This was because the reasoning of Danri Unhyang was right and fell. Abi-Buddhist John cried out, shaking off the edge of victory. "I will give you your head, this father's immortal."" Abigail raised both hands. His twin numbers began to show a subtle glow. A hundred years ago, it was said that the martial arts of Cheonjeolsa Temple and Jecheon Sagong were the best in the world. But not now. It is no match for the martial arts of Bulmasa Temple." The double number of adipose immortals had a deeper blood glow. Until then, Young Hojinseong did not budge. He stood tall and looked down on his father's blood, and his spirit was like a mountain. "Even if you have mastered the martial arts of Jecheon Sagong and Cheonmadaejong, you will not be able to beat me." As soon as he spoke, the new model of the Abyss soared into the air. "Blood Buddha Mara Market!"" Two streams of blood-colored air burst into the air toward Yeonghojinseong Fortress. However, Yeonghojinseong Fortress remained unshakable. "Only the Majol are defaming the name of immortality!" he exclaimed, raising the great Banya.
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