Chapter 232 His Laughter

My intestines began to rattle loudly.
Seomunwol, Nuheum, Wonsong, and others gathered in the performance halls on both sides of the boulevard, totaling more than two hundred people.
With the exception of a few people from the Zilfeng Clan’s Third Sect, the majority of them were new to the Iron Liu Clan.
But everyone noticed.
The identity of the unwelcome visitor is the White Checkpoint Iron Trail.
More precisely, she recognized the plain clothes he was wearing.
The white mountain pattern in harmony with the black cotton cloth has long symbolized the position of the gatekeeper of the Baekbakgumun.
But Chul Ryuhyeon wasn’t the only one to visit Seomunsega.
Squeal.
Another guest appeared on the back of Cheolryuhyun, who was walking with the reins of a new wind.
“Huh?”
“It’s him, right?”
“What day is it?”
A man of forty lines in a man’s eyes.
On the left chest of his bluish, puffy robe, the word “Chengtian” was nicely placed.
He was an extraordinary man with an extraordinary demeanor, and he was the current Qingcheng Sword Gate’s Qingchul Sword Temple’s Seol Huyong.
One of the most recognized tycoons of the Honam region, Omujeon, appeared in Seomunsegae.
So the chatter was bound to get louder.
Sam Zhao Zhang Niu Hm clenched his fists at the thief’s feet.

Full-throated.
Seo Moonwol replied, his eyes deepening.
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He then turns to Deputy Chief Wonsong and asks him privately.
<Where is the buzz?
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Seo Moonwol nodded and stood up.
.
It was a warning to watch what you do from now on.

A man appeared out of nowhere with the sound of flapping clothing.
“Ha-ha-ha. Welcome.”
A fifty-something swordsman greets you with a beaming smile.
He was a grave and dignified figure.
Dressed in a plain robe with the word “West Gate” and a symbol of the wind, he was the West Gate Seat of the Samun Sega Family’s Household Sunfeng Sword Army.
Seol Huayong was the first to respond, clasping his hands together.
“Preface Gazoo, you’ve been a class act.”
“What do you mean, I should have come to you sooner.”
Xu Wenzhao clapped his hands and bowed deeply.
“Lord Iron Gate, I was secretly contacted by Wengen yesterday and was waiting to see when you would arrive home.”
It was like honoring the presidential boat of the Murim.
And for good reason.
The distribution of ironclad was the best of the era.
Seo Moon-wol, Nuhum, Wonsong, and others secretly exchanged glances.
Open contacted you in advance?
It was only then that they realized the purpose of the iron streak’s visit.
Collaboration.
If you’d like to help us hit the January bridge, please visit…….
It was clear from the circumstances that Seomunwol hadn’t yet figured out the true identity of Mase’s masked figure.
In a stern voice, Seol Hu Yong said.
“Me and Lord Iron Moon are here to discuss the matter of the Moon Demon Sect, so could you please convene a meeting of the leadership first?”
“I see.”
Xu Wenzhu readily accepted, and then ordered his eldest son, Xu Wen’an, and others.
“Send the call to the entire executive team immediately. You, of course, are to attend.”
“Yes, Father.”
The three brothers replied in unison.
“Hoot.
Seo Moonwol laughed at him inwardly.
You’re the heir apparent to the leader of the Moon Moon Cult, and you’re holding a secret tactical meeting here…….
‘It’s dark under the lamp, fools.’
Whether he knew it or not, Chu Liuhui could only remain impassive.
* * *
At nightfall.
A lung in the woods reveals an elderly man inside.
“heh, heh, heh…….”
Leaning against the wall, he breathed harshly, then turned to the old door in front of him and spoke in a raspy voice.
“Ah…… you’re just in time.”
He looked like he’d never been happier.
In-young, standing at the door, walked in.
He was Yomongzi, the paralyzed son of Yin Shang’ah.
“Uh, what’s that?”
Iljia said in a somber tone.
“A large…… suffered severe internal injuries. I didn’t even have time to cry because of the urgency of the situation.”
“Whose workmanship is this?”
“This is …….”
“…….”
A faint glint appeared in Yi Mengzi’s eyes.
After catching his breath, he briefly explained what had happened and then spoke up.
“Does he have any elixirs? We must go and inform our master. He must know that he is capable of…… even the elemental arts of the Moon Demon Lord…….”
Then Yomongzi smiled an odd smile.
“Where are you going?”
“What……?”
“You’re going to die here, in the revelry I’m going to give you.”

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