Auto Hunting

Red Dragon dong.

The name of the cave where the dragons were crouching was neither a shamanism nor a shamanism dwelling nor a training ground where members cleaned up nothing.

No different than standing.

The Red Dragon Circuit was a giant statue that was both a master and a rich one.

Originally a peasant.

The city of Shanghai was just a small fishing village. The house was built purely to train for nothing, and after many years, the family business changed and it became the home of the Red Dragon Society.

Was it just a hobby?

Or was he the owner of a timeless pioneer?

The Invitational Circuit bought martial arts books from all over the continent in exchange for a substantial amount of assets in his lifetime.

And based on them, he constantly refined his period, which had been evaluated as already somewhat complete at the time.

It is the same for the generations of gypsies, but over time, as the presence and reputation of traditional meetings increases.

The existence value of affirmative action is a tradition, not a practical one, but a symbol for the passage of the gypsum seat.

After all, the Red Dragon period became stronger, and the fewer books we got from the outside helped us.

When did this iron gate start and beyond? At first it was merely a safeguard for keeping the core secrets of the family more thoroughly, but now within this vast Red Dragon Palace, it was the only place new owners could find them to study. It was natural.

All the useful knowledge lies beyond the Iron Gate.

There were several chapters, including the Red Dragon Necromancer, a summary of the books outside the Iron Gate, and the essentials for the Red Dragon Musketeers. That was enough.

At least,

For the Red Dragon Hunters.

...

It didn't take long for many people, including Yang Jingcheon, to gather.

So they too could see.

The image of Yooseong.

Bleeding endlessly in the eyes, nose, mouth, ears. While shouting out a scream that could not be heard by the mouth, blubber-!

Through the bookshelves.

Lots of books opened from the bookshelf and repeatedly dropped to the ground.

“What the hell is that?! ”

“Shouldn't we stop them? The bookshelves are a mess....”

Everyone looked at the scene with a silvery expression. They came to collect Yooseong, whom they thought was‘ in the state ’of the coin mouth, after receiving a request for a lecture.

Of course, there are some experiences with the situation, but this is the first time.

“Father!"

More frightening than anyone.

The latter looked at my father and hung on.

“Do something! St. Bernie…”

Yooseong seemed to have lost his mind.

Without it, what could that behavior be?

In one hand, I held a bunch of scraped paper from my desk. Open the book that was just pulled out. Roll your eyes back and forth through the pages and papers.

“In my eyes. ”

Yang Jingcheon opened her mouth.

“Does it look like he's reading a book? ”

“Yes?”

“Well...”

A zinc expression passed over everyone's face. Yang Jeongcheon did not experience the condition of Yooseong. However, I was just a little more calm and calm.

“Is there any other reason to pull books out of the bookshelf and open them? ”

"Ah, Father! ”

“The lust made my gaze narrow. Look."

Along Yangjeongcheon's head, the year and everyone saw.

“Huh?"

Books that seemed to open up Yooseong and throw him away. In everyone's opinion, it would be normal to be crumpled or torn and unable to use again.

But the books were fine.

There were no torn marks or crumples on the open pages and surfaces, even though they were lying on the floor.

Yang Jingcheon was not the only reason.

Year,

Yooseong's hand, which even the people gathered here did not see properly.

Tata tak-

The finger of Yooseong dancing on the mobile phone crystal like crazy, but the movement was not random.

Tapping is the only area with a keyboard.

What was turned on was an application for translation.

Bloop.

The same is true for paper that seems to be grabbed at random. It was a memorandum written by her hand.

We've outlined several advisory ( ) vocabularies to make it easier to translate.

“That's ridiculous. ”

“Nonsense or not, the guy you call the Long Rain is doing it now. ”

Yang Jeongcheon examined the eyes of Yooseong.

‘You're not reading every page. ’

Besides, I don't read all the books.

Although he seemed to open the book and throw it away, Yooseong was definitely using his hands and eyes every time he opened a page. Once you open a book, it slows down for a moment.

‘Make sure you have the books you need first. ’

If it's not books, get out on the floor.

And if it's the right book, turn the page and start bombarding the book.

That was all Yang Jingcheon could figure out.

As to the question of 'why,' even Yang Jingcheon dared not get caught.

‘Clearly, CE is still running wild inside the body. I keep doing stupid things like Yeon said. ’

But why?

You need to read a book as you go through a crowd like that. That was amazing.

The strength and willingness to read a book while overcoming the pain of the aneurysm without getting stuck in the mouth of a coin. But it's just polarity.

I just want you to stop doing that crazy thing and focus on reading.

‘I don't think so.'

Yang Jingcheon steps forward.

As long as it's not a coin horse anyway, there's no harm in crushing it for a while.

Rather, we must subdue them at the earliest possible hour….

“...... ”

Stop.

Yangjeongcheon's footsteps stopped.

“Father?”

“Lord Baptist?”

The people who were watching his actions tilted their heads.

You can't see it.

I didn't feel it.

“This…”

I just felt Yang Jingcheon.

“… what. ”

It was very temporary, but it was clear.

Purple.

His complexion turned to purple.

“The Shrine of Zixia.”

Now, there was no other reason why the word '32043' entered the name.

Even Yangjeongcheon, who has never actually seen a Zixiang ball, is well known in many books.

The distinctive purple complexion was a trademark of the Zixian ball.

But the side effects, at the same time, were evidence of success.

The autonomy that is currently taking place in the body of Yooseong is somewhat closer to the real autonomous ball.

‘This is... impossible. ’

Using only respiratory and diaphragm to infer a specific neophyseal? It's just a coincidence that a typhoon blows on a pile of scrap metal and the wind blows away.

However,

Everything actually happens.

Yang Jingcheon's gaze was trembling towards the ground.

Maybe you told her she had a narrow vision.

However, he was also tied to common sense and did not understand one thing.

Books deeply exploring Yooseong.

It was all about internal affairs.

From cheap trick-or-treating on the pavement floor even centuries ago, an overview of Qi knowledge.

‘That... jihadi ball. ’

Are you saying that you are restoring by reading books that are not my primary language while enduring the pain of breaking the veins of your body?

‘A little... more tolerable. ’

I didn't see the color of his face, but I felt him.

To wander about the blood in the dream.

A steady route begins to be added to the movement. The sound of people's screams pierces my ears.

“Ahh!”

“Isn't blood purple?! ”

Now is not a moment.

Several books, compiled from the depths of the law, Yooseong was solving the jigsaw puzzle firmly.

The effect was not just to ease the pain.

"My head... is getting better?" ’

Secondary income from the energy of Zixia spreading to every corner of the body.

Tapping and sticking out paper is autohunting. However, it is his responsibility to understand the information in his eyes. When you understand the content of meteors, you hand over the paper for automatic hunting. Glug glug!

The speed at which Auto Hunt moves through the bookshelf is accelerating.

The second change came as if it were nonsensical.

When I ‘hunted' what might help in almost every bookshelf in the Red Dragon Gang.

Shh-

Yooseong's complexion, which seemed to have been purple, almost released the paint, returned to its original state.

“What, you lost your energy? ”

“Weren't you successful in restoring the new aircraft? ”

"Maybe it was temporary. ”

Witnesses,

The Red Dragon Society executives gathered here for a heated debate about the condition of the meteor when they were first summoned.

They realized something like Yang Jingcheon later.

“Even so... he's the self-righteous one." It doesn't make sense to restore it this way. ”

It was the word of the sugar sugar.

Mankind.

Even if all kinds of periods eventually converge on one conclusion, it is a theoretical story.

After all, we cannot create the perfect penis by reference only.

“You're right. ”

“I agree. ”

Almost everyone nods at the druggist's words.

just one person,

“Idiots. ”

With the sound of sighing or sighing, with the exception of the spring springs that move.

“Lord Baptist?”

In everyone's eyes.

Yangjeongcheon stood in front of one point.

Then I looked up at him.

Just now,

To the hunter who hunted all the books of the Red Dragon Orb.

“Congratulations on your accomplishments. ”

“...... It's thanks to Gyeongju, Miss Byeon, and the Red Dragon Society. ”

Put up the button.

Yooseong breathed for hours.

Hours.

It was already time for the dawn to come after the night had passed.

Not Yooseong, not the people who were watching.

I've lost track of time and focused on the situation.

“Have you thought of a name? ”

including the chancellor,

Those who knew Korean tilted their heads to Yangjeongcheon's question.

A name.

What is he talking about?

Isn't it the Self-Substantiation that wants to restore Yooseong? That is, the sunlight comes from a fundamental delusion.

It was a natural delusion because I was obsessed with common sense. As you can see by the color of his face, Yooseong could not restore the self-organs.

No, no, no.

I did not.

"How did you know? ”

“Your face. It's not purple.”

“Ah…”

Yooseong touched his face.

“I learned a lot today. I never thought I'd actually get to see the self-made man. And I knew that the hypothesis that I had only read in books was true.”

Purple complexion.

It is a feature, such as the trademark of the jihadist, mentioned in every book that wrote the existence of the jihadi, but in a few opinions there was such a hypothesis.

“The purple complexion of the new aircraft suggests that Yang's energy is not immediately balanced."

In the spine of the person who understands what that means.

“......!! ”

An intense shudder passes.

You will know if you pay a little attention.

The meteor that inhales and exhales right after the automatic hunting button is put on, is running the new machine.

However, the face of Yooseong is not purple.

That is.

The purple color was the disadvantage of the sacred ball.

And there were no drawbacks to Yooseong's exhaling breathing. Since the beginning, the purpose of exploring many books was not to restore.

I also noticed it during the course of Yooseong.

Since the CE flowed into the blood vessels, not the autonomic foramen.

What's happening in your body is creation, not restoration.

“So, how's it going? ”

Yang Jingcheon's voice was trembling.

I was excited.

Excited experts who have seen miracles in their field.

“I don't think we're going to do this. ”

“…… what? ”

The answer was the sound of footsteps arriving at Red Dragon dong.

"Lord Baptist.”

They were employees waiting outside the communal agreement.

It was the two men who performed the mission according to Yangjeongcheon's voice.

“I brought what you said. ”

One bag at a time.

It was the Red Dragon twins who had been a smoker for some time.

"Lord!”

"What's the matter! ”

Everyone was surprised.

“Father! What is this?! ”

But Yang Jingcheon doesn't seem to hear them screaming.

"I feel fine without it today. ”

I handed over two pairs of workers. His face was smiling.

It's so much fun.

How could I not?

It's been a while since I got my spunk back.

How many?

Those who misunderstood Yangjeongcheon's intentions tried to rush to him. However,

“Don't you dare. ”

The end of the pair is pointed towards them.

Living in the end is obvious.

It means don't come any closer.

Yang Jeongcheon was preaching without even looking at them.

“Yuck!”

“Congregation, Lord!"

Yooseong was also confused.

“I don't know why you're doing this. ”

“I don't know why. You just have to choose. ”

“Do you think I have a reason to fight Parliament? I...”

“A hunter.”

Yang Jeongcheon was very well aware of Yooseong.

That's why I know.

I can't force him to fight.

“Yes. I'm not a hunter, and I don't understand you. But I do know one thing. Every expert wants better tools and skills to be used all the time. ”

“......! ”

I realized Yooseong.

“Come on.”

And Yangjeongcheon admitted that he was right.

“If you beat me, I'll let you go beyond this. ”

The position where Yangjeongcheon is turned.

It was a place that hadn't touched auto hunting or meteors all night.

But it was always Dory, where the mind was always headed.

The Iron Gate of the Red Dragon Zone was behind Yang Jeongcheon's back.

"That's the kind of secret you can buy with gold. What will you make with the history of this meeting? ”

Maybe as much as a battle with Meteor,

Yang Jeongcheon may have been curious about that.

Yang Jingcheon, of course, was going to do his best.

And then...

“Very well.”

It was the same with Yooseong.

“Let's get out of here.”