Reaper of the Drifting Moon Chapter 633
Nam Shin-woo, who ran to Haegeomji with Hong Ye-seol at the sudden uproar, widened his eyes.
It was because the rich zone he longed to see was right in front of his eyes.
Nam Shin-woo came into the arms of Pung-jon.
Fengjon stroked Nam Xinwu’s hair and smiled.
You didn’t know how much I worried about Nam Shin-woo, who was left alone. Still, I believed that everything would be alright because Pyo-wol was with me, but when I saw her safe and sound, my eyes naturally blushed.
Feng Zun looked at the moon.
“thanks. For taking care of CNU while I was away.”
“I have nothing to do with him because he is such a smart kid.”
“CNU is not like that.”
Feng Zun smiled as if he had been praised.
“Whoa! once inside It’s not something to talk about here.”
At Fengjon’s words, Pyo-wol looked at the non-partisan masters.
The non-partisan guru also heard the conversation between the two and realized that the identity of the visitor was Pungjon.
No matter how much the shaman faction is in the middle of the day, if you are rich, you deserve to come inside.
Taoist priests opened the mountain gate and let Pungjon inside.
The news that Pungjon had arrived soon reached the leadership of the non-partisan faction.
Cheongjin Jinin and the elders waited for Pyowol and Pungjon to arrive at Sangcheong Palace. And after a while, they arrived at Shangcheng Palace.
“I haven’t seen you in a long time. Chongjin Jinin.”
“I wanted to meet you in a good way…”
“That’s right. I am not comfortable with such bad news.”
“How bad is the news?”
“It’s a long story, so please take a seat.”
At Fengjon’s words, Chongjin Jinin and the elders sat down.
Pyowol and Hong Ye-seol also took a spot each.
Then, Feng Zhen opened his mouth.
“Perhaps the only people who know my true name in this place are Pyowol and my disciple. This is the first time I have revealed my true name in public. My true name is Jangangsa.”
Chongjin Jinin frowned as he repeated Pungjon’s name. Because it resembled the name of someone he knew.
Poongjon replied as if to clear Chongjin’s suspicions.
“Cheongmujangju Jang Cheonhwa is my older brother.”
“oh my god!”
“Are you saying that Pungjon was a brother to Cheonmujangju?”
The elders all put on their faces in astonishment.
Regardless of the people’s reaction, Fengjon calmly continued.
“Our brothers were taken in by Gogeomwol Daehyeop, the governor of Shinmalyun. My older brother, who was extremely talented, became a disciple of Gogeomwol Daehyeop, and I was sent to Hanjik.”
The shamanist guru couldn’t even breathe deeply at the shocking words they could not have imagined.
Cheonmujangju Jang Cheonhwa was famous for cutting off the last breath of Shinmayeonju Gogeomwol. Cheonmujang was able to settle down in Gangho thanks to being recognized for his achievements at the time, and as a result, he was able to grow to today’s scale.
“At the time, Gogeomwol Daehyeop thought he might lose the fight against Lee Gwak Daehyeop. In preparation for that time, I asked my brother. If he loses, he wants his older brother to take his breath away…”
“How could he give such an order…”
“It’s because he knows well that Kang-ho is passionate about heroes. If my older brother killed himself and became a hero, I thought that people would not pay much attention to the origin of Cheonmujang, and his prediction came true.”
People cheered at the appearance of the boy hero who killed Goh Geom-wol, a great horse head, and Cheon Mu-jang rapidly grew in power.
Goh Geomwol secretly recruited the defeated warriors of Shin Provision as Cheonmujang and then laundered their identities. But nobody noticed that.
No, there was only one.
He was Lee Gwak, the lord of Gwangmumun.
Even though Lee Kwak knew all the facts, he tolerated Cheonmujang.
Thanks to his patience, Cheonmujang was able to increase the number of people smoothly.
“Why is this Kwak Daehyeop?”
“How could a criminal like us know what was inside? Anyway, so many years have passed, and your brother’s martial arts have reached the realm of heaven. However, in order to repay Lee Gwak Daehyeop, he suppressed his ambition and endured it. However, when Li Guo Daehyeop completely disappeared and became confident in his martial arts, he finally started to move. The beginning of that was the One Swordsman.”
“for a moment! So you’re saying that Jang Cheon-hwa killed Sasuk, the swordsman?”
“oh my god! How is that…”
“It’s not just the one swordsman. Not too long ago, you killed Namgung Yugeom Daehyeop thousands of times.”
Everyone was speechless at the shocking news.
Namgung Yu-geom was a master of the highest rank in the world. When he heard that even such a master was killed by Jang Cheon-hwa, he even felt frightened.
But the true horror has yet to be mentioned.
Jang Angel closed her eyes and said.
“And Gwangmumun’s Yi Cheong Daehyeop also lost his life at his hands.”
“You’re the Primal Cheonjon.”
“Innumerable amounts of money!”
The elders unwittingly let out a groan of terror.
Lee Chung was a warrior who competed for the best place in the world.
The fact that even such an unmanned man lost his life at the hands of Jang Chun-hwa caused extreme fear.
“Is that…really? Did Li Qing Daxi really lose his life to Zhang Tianhua?”
“I saw it with my own eyes. their confrontation.”
“Mmm! Did you just watch Li Qing Daxi die?”
“Chang Cheonhwa is my older brother. No matter how much I hate him, I have wandered the world like the wind, but I cannot harm him with my hands.”
Chongjin Jinin let out a quiet voice.
It is because Poong-jon’s position was also understood.
No matter how much he did something that would be criticized by the world, Zhang Chunhua was his older brother. It wasn’t easy to point a sword at his older brother.
“Even if I joined, things wouldn’t have changed much.”
“You mean he can get the upper hand against two absolute champions?”
“It could be more than that.”
“oh my god!”
The elder who asked the question closed his mouth.
Feng Zun looked at the moon.
Pyowol had kept his head down without saying a single word until now. So I didn’t know what he was thinking.
Feng Zun said cautiously.
“Someone has to stop you.”
“Pyowol! There is only you. The one who can stop the runaway of my brother…”
The gazes of Pungjon and Pyowol met.
After looking at Poongjon’s face for a moment, Pyowol stood up.
“I want to be alone.”
Pyo-wol came out of the Sangcheong Palace.
As the sun went down, the air cooled rapidly.
Because it was a high mountain, the temperature difference was even greater.
Pyo-wol walked through the grounds of the shaman group without saying a word.
Hong Ye-seol was following him.
Hong Ye-seol kept his mouth shut so as not to interfere with Pyo-wol’s thoughts.
‘Lee Cheong! Did it go like that after all?’
My meeting with him is still unforgettable.
Perhaps he had already foreseen his future. So I didn’t even know that he said that to Pyowol.
A deep sigh escaped his lips.
Zhang Wu-geuk raised his glass.
Jang Ho-yeon was sitting in front of him.
A glass was placed in front of Jang Ho-yeon, but he did not touch it.
There was a strange silence between the two.
Jang Ho-yeon was the first to break the silence and speak.
“So you mean that Gwangmumun’s Lee Chung Daehyeop passed away?”
“Who has him?”
“Yes. My father moved.”
In response to Jang Moo-geuk’s answer, Jang Ho-yeon let out a quiet voice.
A look of bewilderment was evident on his face.
Although the fight between the Geumcheonhoe and the Eunryeonhoe was called the Ganghodaejeon, there was a tacit agreement here.
It was that the munpa who had the hegemony in the past did not participate.
That was the special point of this strong war.
The leaders were also young fighters, and most of the fighters participating were also young.
Of course, among them there were Roh Kang-ho and the Munpa who broke the tacit rules and participated. However, they only participated secretly, and those who were most active were young warriors.
Moreover, those leading this war were young warriors like Mu-geuk Jang and Geom-han Lee.
The part that Jang Ho-yeon feels proud of is that young warriors form the main axis and wage war.
Since it was a war between young warriors over the hegemony of the next generation, only those with iron plates on their faces could not openly participate.
That is why the pride of the young warriors was great.
Among them, Jang Moo-geuk and Jang Ho-yeon were the ones with the greatest pride.
Each was the successor of Cheonmujang and Ugeom Lodge, but they took pride in receiving little support from the main camp. In reality, we secretly receive a lot of support, but anyway, we take pride in it because there is very little outwardly revealed.
However, their pride was shattered when Chang Chun-hwa intervened in earnest.
Right now, only a few people knew about it, but soon rumors will spread throughout Kang-ho.
Rumor has it that Jang Cheon-hwa killed Lee Chung.
At that moment, everything that Zhang Mu-geuk and Jang Ho-yeon had built so far will collapse and the order will be reorganized around Jang Chun-hwa.
It was absolutely not what the two of them wanted.
Jang Ho-yeon couldn’t hold back his anger and hit the table with his fist.
He said as he glared at Jang Wu-geuk.
“Are you planning to stay like this?”
“What if I’m not alone?”
“At this rate, all the glory will go to your father. Is that still good?”
“You have to be alone.”
“You don’t know him. So you can say that.”
“What is it?”
“He is not a person who moves lightly, but once he moves, he is a person who needs to dominate everything to be freed. Now that he has moved, we no longer have a chance.”
Jang Ho-yeon widened her eyes in surprise.
It is because Zhang Wu-geuk read the subtle fear contained in his calm voice.
Zhang Wu-geuk was the strongest warrior he knew. It was hard to believe that Zhang Wu-geuk was jealous of and afraid of his father, Zhang Chun-hwa.
“I should have ended this war before my father moved…”
Wuji Zhang clenched his fists.
The tendons protruding from the back of his hand wriggled as if they were going to burst at any moment.
As long as Chang Chun-hwa moved, the initiative passed to him.
Jang Ho-yeon asked.
“Then are you planning on just being dragged away like this?”
“For the time being…but I will definitely take back all supremacy with my own hands.”
Zhang Wu-geuk’s pride would not allow him to bow down to Zhang Tian-hua just because he was his son.
“Are you going to talk to yourself?”
“If you can seize the hegemony of the world, you can endure that level of humiliation.”
“Okay. If that’s what you mean, then I’ll trust you and follow you too.”
Zhang Wu-geuk nodded and raised his glass.
Jang Ho-yeon also held a glass and held it forward.
The two of them clinked glasses and inhaled at once.
It was then.
A voice interrupted their conversation.
A man appeared like a ghost.
A middle-aged man in a red bloody coat.
He was such a man with an expressionless face and cold eyes, exuding an ominous atmosphere.
Jang Ho-yeon jumped up and shouted.
“What kind of guy are you?”
A face I had never seen before entered the residence without permission.
If I didn’t like the answer, I was going to slaughter at once.
At that time, Jang Ho-yeon raised his hand to stop him.
“He’s the one who came to see me.”
“What’s going on with the enemy?”
Zhang Wu-geuk glared at the man.
The man’s name was Daeju of the Jeokmyeodae, the bodyguard of the enemy’s marriage, Jang Cheonhwa.
The enemy slightly lowered his head and said.
“I have come to convey the command of the Lord.”
“yes! I will give you all the support, so I’m telling you to destroy the federation right now.”
“You mean right now?”
“Yes! Right now.”