Possessing Nothing Chapter 295
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I was worried that the Iron Maiden would come attacking this place without the owner and myself, but the carriage was still there.
The illustrations were guarded around as the owner ordered, and Scarlet was sitting leisurely on the seaweed and enjoying reading. Lee was a little relieved in his peaceful appearance.
“You, sir.”
Yehwa first noticed the approaching Lord and Lee Sung-min. In that call, Scarlet covered the book he had been spreading.
Then I opened my eyes in a circle and watched the floating black dragon bargaining near the temple.
“What is that?”
“I am a champion.”
In reply to that, Lee Sung-min realized how disrespectful the situation was.
It was only half a day after the warriors and Lee Sung – min walked in and out of the Kron Valley.
During the half-day, the plains of Kron’s small and medium-sized squadron faded and bubbled and they collapsed into a large hill opening with hundreds of openings including the open state. .
“… … Is it possible? ”
Scarlett, who was making a frown, stammers and asks. She was a member of the mage’s guild, but it was not ignorant of the relationship between heroism and friendship.
Scarlett, who had been overtaken by his master, dragged him to this place, was against common sense.
Lee did not answer. I bought it because I did it.
“Nothing is to be done.”
I opened the door of the temple.
He threw the body of the Black Dragon into the carriage and ordered the carriage to leave.
Although he did not announce his destination, Yehwa already knew where to lead the carriage.
It is scheduled to go to Trabia after the purpose at Croon is over.
I met the vampire queen, Jenny Ella, to hear what she saw in the future.
Scarlett seemed a bit uncomfortable, but he did not want to sit on the perch, so he got in a carriage.
At the mouth of the black dragon, and the chin, the blood stains remained intact. Scarlet frowned upon his eyebrow as he watched such a black dragon.
“Not dead, right?”
“I can not kill you.”
That’s what he said, and he sat down opposite the Black Dragon. When Lee Sungmin sat down beside the Black Dragon meeting, the carriage started.
He grabbed his hand and grabbed the wrist of the black dragon.
“Huh!”
In the fierce period of coming on the wrist, the eye of the black dragonfly flashed.
He screamed at him and blew the blood that was blocking his throat. I was sitting on the other side, but I could almost flip the blood of the black dragonfly over my face, but the blood droplet evaporated right in front of my nose.
I saw it and I felt sorry for him. It would have been fun if the face had become a blob.
[Do not you think you can avoid that?]
‘It’s a pretty admirable look, is not it?’
Every time I admit it. If you are enough to wipe the dragon scales with your bare hands, it is enough to get the liquor of this elderly man. If the old man had ever met him, he would have made him a drunkard.]
Anyway, it was the way I liked the oblivion of the warriors.
Lee Seong-min had no choice but to feel a little uncomfortable.
The emotional change of Lee Seong-min is felt to him who is connected with him mentally. The gaggas giggled and laughed.
[young. Is it jealous?
‘Why am I jealous?’
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[I have never said this to you. you are… … Hmm. It’s not like a drunkard, but it’s probably a seed to carry around with. ”
‘Shut up.’
[Why do you want me to be weak and selfish?]
Haju was pounding and Lee Sung-min ignored the words.
In the meantime, the spirit of the Heavy Dragon, breathing while taking a look at the situation.
He tried to say something, but the wounds of the choked heart were intact.
If it were not for the dragon’s strong body, it was a serious wound that the death was confirmed when the treatment was delayed.
He threw an Elixir bottle toward the Heavy Dragon.
“Drink.”
The Heilongjiang had a sickly Elixir disease. The blood flow is not diminished.
However, he knew well because he had already experienced the body.
If you try to escape, or try to destroy the wizards beside you or the wizard beside you.
That action will be overrun or killed before it is completed. In the end, the Heilongjiang abandoned resistance and drank Elixir.
As the wound recovered, he sighed long.
“… … What do you want me to do? ”
“It depends on what you can give.”
I was still taking off my mask. It is because of the resistance of the black dragon talks in mind.
The reason why he did not overpower the Black Dragon ‘s blood pressure, though he could, was to press him mental.
The pressure that you do not mean anything. It worked well. Black Dragonfly fell down his gaze and muttered.
“Tell me what you need.”
“I’m going to do some questions. I hope you’ll answer it honestly. ”
“… … I will not be in a position to tell a lie. ”
“I do not know that. Want to live? ”
The housekeeper throws a cold eye and asks. Black Dragonfly felt nervous and nodded his head.
“I swear to tell the truth.”
Even though he said that he did not change the expression of the company. Lee Seongmin looked carefully at the black dragon bridge.
Although I have heard of Chunwangcheon from the Kwonjang, the position of Kwangjun and the Heilongkong have different standing positions. It seemed to be able to tell more accurately about the truth of the Chuncheon and Chuncheon, which was not known to the Koryo dynasty.
“The purpose of the temple is contradictory.”
The owner of the company opened his mouth.
“In this world we eliminate all mankind except man. It ‘s like an elf, it’ s a human category, but it ‘s the Black Dragon. Not you. How can a human being be a half-human dancer? ”
“… … That’s right. ”
“Why do you follow the purpose of the heaven and earth?”
“What I follow is not the purpose of the heaven and the sky, but the spirit.”
The black dragonfly closed his eyes and answered.
“A hundred years ago. I met Mushin. To be precise, the Masturbation found me. At that time I … … I was after the traces of the dragon except me. ”
“so?”
“The mussen said. There are no more dragons in this world. They had already abandoned this world hundreds of years ago and left for another dimension. ”
At that point, Lee Sung-min and Huhju had no choice but to be surprised. The whereabouts of the dragon were unknown.
However, it was all of the known fact that the dragon suddenly disappeared as a starting point hundreds of years ago.
“Of course I did not believe it. I was fighting Mushin not to bullshit, but … … I was defeated. The loser told me that I was defeated. The dragon has forsaken this world. I realize that I can not live in this world, and they have all moved to another dimension. ”
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The voice of the Black Dragon talks about the memories of that time.
“It was a fallacy for me. I was a half – man dancer and I could not live as a human being, and I wanted to meet another dragon anyway. … … To be honest. I do not want to see my father who left me and my mother again. I knew it was meaningless now. ”
I saw the black dragon, and I saw him. Then he gave me an eye on Lee, Sung – min ‘s armor.
“… … I’m just asking. That armor … … ”
“Scales of the dragon.”
The answer was bought. Then, Lee Seong – min, with a resentful eye, gazed at him.
It was a gaze to mean why you should say bad words. The dragon heart that Lee Seongmin consumed was of the father of Hee – rong Kong, and the scales of.
In the reply of the preparation, the shoulder of the black dragon shook and shook.
From his point of view, Lee Sung – min was the enemy of the abbot, who had eaten his father ‘s heart and dressed with his father’ s leather and scales.
“… … Cre … … ”
When the black dragon showed anger, the owner immediately responded. He lifted his hand and beat the head of the black dragon.
I was bowed to the head of a black dragon with the sound of drowning.
The black dragon was humiliated, but calmed down the anger quietly. In the present situation, holding the hilt was bought.
“… … Anyway … … Everyone. If Mushin follows me, I have sworn that one day I will send me to a world where dragons have moved. ”
“Is that why you are following the martyr?”
“As I am doing now, the martyr also swore to it.”
“Do you think it is possible for the words of the martyr to happen?”
“I think.”
About him, he did not hesitate a bit.
“I admit that you have an overwhelming lack of humility that you can not think of as human … … Mushrooms have a secret besides strength. He knows about the end of the world and is preparing to prepare for the end. ”
When talking about the end. The Black Dragon Rangers looked around. He also knew about the apostle of the end.
Such attitudes of Heilongkong have informed the authors and Lee Sungmin of many facts.
Mushin also knew the apostle of the end, and being prepared for the end meant that he was preparing to confront the end.
“There is no question about ‘end’.”
Lee Sung-min opened his mouth. He has experienced this situation many times. The story about the end is contraindicated. If you do, the apostle of the end cuts off the conversation.
In the arrangement, Abel used the magic of Gryes to stop the Apostle from intervening, but this time there is not Abel to prevent the apostle’s intervention.
“Where is the martyr?”
I asked the owner who was worried about it for a moment. At that end, the Black Dragonfly shook his head.
“I do not know. … … Mussin is … … I left to meet the little cats. But now that I have lost contact, I do not know where Mushin is. ”
“What was the last time you contacted me?”
“The Hewer Mountains.”
Thanks to the oath of truth, he was talking about the facts. The Heweil Mountain Range was also in memory of Lee Sung-min.
The south, the horses, the janas, the horses. Lee Sung – min has solidified his expression by connecting the emerging words. If you are in the Huay … … It is where Yana gained strength as a fugitive.
‘Where there is a witch.’
The contact with Mushin was said to have been broken there.
Mushin left to meet wijejo … … He went to the Huye Mountains.
It means that there was a great show there. I saw the face of Lee Seong-min, who hardened his hard work.
“Have you caught the tsunamuna?”
“I do not know. Mushin did not talk about him. But… … I do not think I can catch it. If Mushin had caught Tocheon, he would not have contacted him at all. ”
“Why are you obsessed with petty horses?”
The employer asked the question with his arms folded. The question prompted me to answer the following questions.
The reason why heaven and earth obsessed about the wisdom performance is that it has a different weight from the problem which has been answered so far.
“of mine… … If I answer this question … … ”
What the Heilongjiang has vowed to tell the truth. So he was able to postpone the answer a little while saying something else.
“The martyr may kill me.”
“Do you know me?”
The owner asked me with a smile.
The black dragon nodded his lower lip.
If you answer, you die by the mussin. He dies because of the oath he keeps refusing to answer. There was no way back. I’d rather … … When the Black Dragon ‘s Corner, who was driven into the corner, The owner said in a laughing voice.
“Will you come to buy?”
“… … what… … ? ”
“If you do not have to follow the spirit, come to buy it. I’ll be able to protect your life. ”
“Now I am betraying the martyr?”
“If you do not have any fuss about being stunned.”
The eyes of the black dragonfly shook.
Migrating to another dimension with other dragons.
That was what Mushin promised to the Heilongjiang. It was not easy to give up. The resident said to the hesitant Mr.
“What are you afraid of? Do you think the Bose will tell Mushin that you told him something you should not do? ”
“… … that… … It’s not a problem. You do not talk to the marsh, or I do not say … … The martyr will notice my betrayal. ”
“Is it that the martial law had a clairvoyance?”
“It’s alike.”
Black Dragon ‘s voice muttered in a gloomy voice.
“… … Shit.”
I had no choice but to choose. Either way, for the Black Dragon, it is only death. Of course he did not want to die. In order not to die? The Black Dragon ‘s Eye looked at the unstable eyes with uneasy eyes.
“… … When you go under. Is it really protecting me? ”
“As long as I can.”
In the answer to the question, the Heavy Dragons spoke again.
“There is a psychic beside the Musan.”
After hearing his breathing, he was referring to her.
“The reason why I am obsessed with the soul mate is because of the psychic. I do not know if the psychic is true, but … … Mushin believes in spiritual words like a stone. ”
“The psychic … … ”
The boss touched his chin. Heedongguk was watching the eyes of the company.
“Toshin Ma.”
It is about why the Chuncheoncheon is obsessed with the cow.
“She is… … It is an absurd existence to borrow the words of spirituality and spirituality. Do you think it makes sense? A human being, a man who has not lived for at least thirty years. It is to trample the existence that has walked on the road called “武” for hundreds of years. ”
I looked at Lee Seong – min who bought it. No, in this case, Lee Seong-min does not apply.
He received not only the training of Denir, but also the training of Mohs, and he reached a certain level thanks to the black heart and the fate of destiny. However, it is not.
“Natural talent? Haha, it does not make any sense. I bought it, I did it, and … … I also. Those who have never considered lacking talent. However, the talent of the small horse is too much. Too absurd. As if someone were to encourage a petty man to be absurd. ”
“… … Is it all that you are obsessed with?
“No way. The absurd talent of a small horse was not enough to focus the attention of the temple. Sochun Ma … … Simply, we needed it. It is not her power, but her existence itself. The psychic said, “Sochema is under the interference of a great law.”
“Rule? That’s what it is. ”
“I do not know. I did not talk about him either, either. but… … I heard it. ”
When I told you so far, the Heilongjiang broke loose with my mind and promised. As long as he spoke about spirit and petty, he was no longer able to return to heaven and earth.
“I can use it to interfere with the law by using Toshinma.”
“… … Rule… … ”
Lee Sung-min muttered with a small voice. The Heilongjiang continued to say.
“Because it is so unidentified, I asked the martyr. What the hell is that? Then the martial arts said. When the time is ready. If you use Toshima, it is possible to interfere with the law. I can interfere with the laws that make up this world, which never change, and I can modify them arbitrarily. ”
“Right.”
The owner, who was listening to all the stories, nodded his head.
“I see why the Mushin has made the ideal of an absurd story of exterminating the world in this world.”
Lee Sung – min also understood the words of Mr.
If it is possible to make arbitrary correction by interfering with the law,
I think that it is possible to modify the rule of existence of people in this world.
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