With a thud, he fell forward.

With a thud, he fell forward. At last, the demon of all evil that drove the herd to hell, Mama’s Mahayana Buddha, became a blood clot and died. His dream of becoming the world’s number one forever and taking control of the world had also collapsed like a bubble. The blood of Bulmasa Temple, stained with blood and body, passed by. Younghojinseong Fortress was walking through the bloody smell of the nose and the bodies lying in a row on the floor, tangled here and there. Among them were the sacrifices of a hundred and eight horses, a hundred and eight soldiers, twelve thousand soldiers, and numerous heavyweight masters. However, although it was full of wounds, there were others who survived and looked at the dawn that would come soon. There were several long writers and elders in the old file room, and heroes of the Jungwon Moorim wriggling on the floor. In fact, this war was terrible. They had to make a great sacrifice, regardless of whether they were Pia. 우리카지노 And the sacrifice did not end with them. The wife lost her husband, the husband lost his child, the child lost his teacher, and the teacher lost his disciples. “……” Yeonghojinseong Fortress was walking across the square of Bulmasa Temple. His whole body was stained with blood and his face was as pale as wax. But he could be sure. After the freezing winter, the frozen land will revive. Likewise, a new history will be created in the herd. He believed that their descendants, who remembered the dead, would rise up like phoenixes and re-establish the herd again. “Gallery…” Suddenly, a schoolboy flew in and hugged me like a bird. She was a heavenly maiden, Danri-unhyang. She was in the arms of her soul. Young Ho-jin also hugged her. Hot turbulence crossed between the chest and chest hugging each other. Yeonghojinseong buried his face in the chest of Danri Unhyang. He smelled it. This smell… He thought that this was the smell of life. A great number of heroes surrounded him. Their blood was filled with joy. They were cheering all around him. “Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” His murmur could only be heard by Danri Unhyang. “Woonhyang, sleepy cow…” At the end of the words, he collapsed in the fragrant arms of Danri Unhyang. “Gallery!” cried Danri Unhyang, turning pale, and hastily embraced him. At this time, Jang Hae-soo, a conscientious dog, walked from among the military heroes and examined the pulse of Yeong Hojinseong Fortress. After a while, what came out of his mouth was a loud laugh. “Hahahah! The Tenth Preceptor is not dead. I’m just taking a break. Everyone, don’t worry. He will never die. I’m sure you’re having a good dream.” The heroes smiled at the words. Danri Unhyang was whispering, lip-syncing on the forehead of Yeonghojinseong. “Take a rest, Groom,” Now you can take a rest now. The Heavenly Father will protect you. Perhaps by the time you wake up, you will see the bright sunshine.” Yi Sun-hyang sat on the floor. She put Young Ho-jin’s head on her lap and smiled broadly. “The sun will rise in a little while, gentlemen,” Even the Tenth Preceptor will be awake by then. So why don’t we all watch the sun rise together?” and a wave of emotion spread on the faces of the war heroes. “Hahaha!” Let’s do it!” “Yes! Let’s watch this devil’s temple forever reveal its end in the sun!”” Each of the heroes sat down, shouting a word. The square of Bulmasa Temple, dotted with dead bodies and blood. Until the last darkness had gone, the heroes began to rest. The sun will rise in a little while.