Possessing Nothing Chapter 339
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“Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
The massacre on the floor burst into laughter.
He slowly pulled his hands off the body of the massacre. Lee Seongmin suddenly appeared to see the back of the thunderous open.
“It was quite unbearable!”
The massacre had raised the body by saying so. He does not have eyes and noses. But there was a dent in place. But it also swells up quickly and the wound is filled.
“Almost lost control of the vigor and penetrated the wall of unconsciousness. I think I was quite desperate and desperate. ”
“I promised to do that, but I did not want to lie.”
Haju spat in a cold voice. At that end, the massacre laughed even louder.
“You should have heard everything. Why you died so strong. The death of the Great Goguryeo was for you to be the food of that person. You want to go out for him while you know it? ”
“What does that matter?”
When the question of the massacre was answered,
“It was not even death. If it were so strong that I had to die, it would be rather a happy death! food? Does not matter. Thanks to it, I’ve been through quite a lot of fun things since I died. ”
There was no lie in that statement. Huhu looked at Lee Sung-min once.
“It’s rather good. It is you who is the totality of the anxiety that that fool has. Without you, he will no longer have such a nervous anxiety that he may be one of the end. ”
“Have you forgotten?”
The massacre showed up and laughed.
“You are so overconfident of your own strength. You have seen me in the horses. I still remember your face then. Did you feel fear? ”
Haju did not answer. The massacre took a poignant laugh to the self-conscious loser who kept closing his mouth.
“You should have vanished in the first place. But I survived by the quality of the wisdom! But I did not hate you. You were the strongest in the species called the yoke. ”
Strictly speaking, the massacre is not a gangster. At the end of the end, the executioner of the endless man, who is not human, is a massacre.
“You gave me a way to make you cry, If you had chosen, you would have been able to get out of this world and go to a free place. ”
Huhu heard the ridiculing of the massacre. He was right.
When I first met with the slaughter predilection in the head of Lee Sung-min. For the first time in his lifetime, Hurju was aware of the sense of fear.
Simply facing. One by one, I felt death in all of them.
And the way the massacre showed. That winding road.
The massacre sat at the end and asked if he would come here. By the way, why. At that time, I felt fear just by facing.
The present idiot did not feel fear. Rather, he felt a pleasant feeling of liberation.
At that time, For the first time, Hajoo was conscious of the “outside road”.
Since then, it has not been that Haeju was playing in Lee Sung-min’s mind. He was mentally connected with Lee Sung-min and felt and felt what he saw and felt.
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It has become a diverse and new experience for Huh.
Originally, Haju did not know about the arts. But now the blasphemer knows nothing about peace. I also learned how strong a human being who has learned to work.
Especially, the power of the company that the Lee Sung – min inherited. It did not become the power of the remaining hongju, but the crowd of writers who were engraved in the head of Lee Sung-min was passed on to him.
All that stuff. It is a work that Lee Seong-min learned, a crowd carved in his head. I slowly recalled it, and Huhu approached the massacre.
The massacre broke his head with a sneer.
“You can not change anything.”
Compassion was contained in the voices of the massacre.
“He was such a strong foe, but he could not escape from this world and was killed. It is you who became a toy of destiny only after death without rest. There is no value to you anymore. The former generation became a complete villain, and I am a slaughter predator on the body. ”
He did not stop.
“It is not hard to knock you down. Do you think that man is going to help? Hahaha, no help at all. The consciousness of him was already completely dominated by me. ”
It was as it was said. Lee Seongmin also tried to attack the massacre several times, but the body did not get any power at all.
Many of them are inexperienced. Nothing helped Lee Seongmin.
“Hey.”
Lee Sung-min saw the back of Hajoo. He did not look back.
“I said it last time. Maybe, I might be dead to meet you. ”
At that point, Lee Seong – min curled his fist.
Maybe it is not necessary for Lee to have guilt over this matter.
It was not that Lee Seong-min knew about this, nor did everything that happened to Lee Sung-min happened under the consent of Lee Seong-min.
However, Lee Sung – min felt guilty. Even if I did not know. Even if it happened without his consent.
After all, is not it the responsibility of the same person? After all, I was too weak. Not at all. So destiny was concentrated on Lee Seongmin.
Even if Lee Sung-min, who is such a person, was chosen as a former woman,
“What the hell is that?”
Kuwon.
Haju gave strength and stretched out his foot forward. He stiffened his knees toward the far – off laughing predator.
Right bank, right bank!
There was a whining sound in the whole body of Hajoo. The muscles were swollen and tightened repeatedly.
“I do not regret meeting you. It was quite fun to see what you did in your head. At that time, it was more enjoyable for this elder to travel with you than to die like that and remain so soul. ”
“You do not say unbelievable.”
The massacre took over. In the end, he laughed and nodded his head.
“Is not it something I can not help it? The soul has remained alive, living in that stupid gnome. It is inevitable that old wariness will be reduced. ”
Fri … … Toot.
His muscles were tightened to the limit.
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“Know it. I was glad to meet you. I do not know what fate or shit is like, but the years I have met have been so much more than a lifetime that this old man lived. And… … This elder promised you. I will stop you. ”
No.
Lee’s face was white.
A terrible and fearful feeling came to me.
Now Lee Seong – min was reminded of the death of man – made.
And the death of the spirits. For Lee Seong-min, it was hard to compare the existence of self-assertiveness.
When Lee Seong – min was most insecure and incomplete, it was a forgery to leave Lee Seong – min.
It was also a blasphemy for him to advise me whenever I was in crisis and to come forward to the end.
He was a teacher, a friend, and a father to Lee Sung-min.
Lee Sung-min hastily reached out and tried to catch the assassin. I know that hand gesture is meaningless. I can hardly see myself disappearing completely because of myself.
“Do not be afraid.”
The voice remained in Lee ‘s ear.
Fuck you!
Hajoo sprang out from the ground. Lee Sung-min’s body flew back.
“If I were going to leave, I could leave you behind.”
The whole celestial cry rang.
Bull Reel!
With the enormous roar, the unconscious world shook.
Lee Seong-min, who had been flying back for a while, did not see the image of the assassination.
The big laugh of the massacre and the sound of something bursting and shattering were all she heard.
please.
Lee Sung-min staggered and raised his body.
Do not despair me.
He grabbed his head with both hands. The headache that was always wearing was not felt now.
But a greater fear was causing his body to tremble.
All the new things that I did not know until now were putting pressure on the seers. In the fate of the end, witches betrayed.
As a result, Lee Sung – min, who is not qualified, came back to the past.
Ahhh. So, Mesh said that.
For everything, Mssh had already told me.
Unfriendly self-talk.
There is no coincidence in the world.
The same preferences apply to the Lee family. skill. A convenient preference that makes learning about something very easy. It is because there is a reason for it to exist.
Everything has a reason. There is a reason to return to the past. Although it looks like a well-packed coincidence.
If you come back, you have to prepare. To be the reason that I came back.
Lee Sung-min sat down in his seat.
Oh, yes. Ms. You told me everything at that time.
There is also a reason for the skill of the Lee family. In this world where there is no coincidence, why did I return to the past?
I was a massacre.
Even though I was a poor person in my past life, I had the fate of a massacre.
The consciousness of the massacre was asleep deep in my head. Waiting when it ‘s all the time. And now it is.
The country is a being.
Lee Sung-min staggered and raised his body. Finally, it was a puppet. Nara was a former slaughterer and observer for bringing the end, and was one of the plagues of the end.
I betrayed him because of me, and I took the opportunity to fool everyone. Yes, eventually.
In this world, Lee Seong – min was not the protagonist. He was a discarded saying for the feat.
so.
so I.
I can not do anything like this. I could not do anything to death. Again, I can not do anything. Do you have to see something that might go away?
hate.
Lee sangmin sucked this.
hate. Well, I do not. Of course I hate it. I hated myself for not doing anything.
Even in the death of the sparrow, the death of the bureaucrat. I did not want it, so I inherited the power of sourness. I do not want to be left alone without power.
‘Ah.’
suddenly.
Lee saw that something was held in his hand. Lee Sung-min lifted it. White, white … … It was an awl.
In the past, when you killed the cancer. In the last moments, it was the object that the army held in his hand and tried to pierce him. Mushin had said that he had a white woodpecker that did not know what it was, and said it was Baeka (白 牙), Mystitaine.
Lee Seong-min did not know where this was used. I did not know why at this moment Baeka was held in his own hands.
Is this even fate? So, where is this fucking, shitty destiny? If it is the destiny given to me to awaken by the massacre.
“… … A little… … ”
Lee sangmin sucked this. I did not do calculations. He does not know where the white babies in his hand are used or what they have.
I just had to do something. Because I hated myself so helpless.
“Oh.”
To be honest, the massacre did not think that he was so strong.
It is because he was not the opponent of the massacre, even if he had seen it in the crow.
The power of such a fascination was also surprising, but it was not a blasphemy that made the slaughter predominance worse now.
He saw him being held in the hands of a distant Lee Seong-min. What do you think?
The spirit of massacre has settled. Lee Sung-min was pointing the sharp end of Baek-Ah on his heart.
“stop!”
The massacre shouted. There was no room for that call. I was surprised at the huge cry. When he looked at Lee Seongmin, the massacre was flying across the conscious world with all his might to Lee Seongmin.
“bloke!”
He chuckled and chased the massacre. He grabbed the shoulder of the massacre that had been flying and put it on the ground.
The massacre of the slaughter was harsh and resisting.
“continue!”
Huhu with both hands shook the shoulder of the massacre. I do not know what Lee Seong – min is trying to do. However, as a result of this massive reaction to the massacre, it seemed that what Lee Seongmin wanted to do was difficult for the massacre.
Listening to all those calls.
Lee Sung-min gave power to both hands holding Baek-a.
Through his chest until he pierces his heart and comes out behind him.
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