新概念英语第一册下载

Looking at his clothes, you could tell he was a congressman.

As soon as the door closed, the attendants removed the blindfold that was blocking the doctor\'s view.

“Whoa.”

At that time, a large person who seemed to be twice the doctor\'s height approached the door.

It was so big and muscular that I couldn\'t help but feel intimidated.

“Is there no sign of the condition improving?”

“.......I’m sorry, but the bleeding won’t stop.”

“Then shouldn’t we stop?”

“I do not know. This is the first time in my 30 years as a doctor that I have seen the phenomenon of bleeding not stopping at the wound site. “At this rate, it won’t last more than a few days.”

-bang!

A large man could not control his anger and stepped on the ground.

Cracks appeared in the stone floor.

“Hi!”

The congressman was frightened by the sight and fell into contemplation.

“Stop it. Haehyung. “Are you scaring me because the congressman did something wrong?”

Someone tried to dissuade such a large man.

It was an old man with a large sword strapped to his back.

The large, muscular man was none other than Samjon Haeak-cheon, one of the four nobles of the blood religion, and the old man who dissuaded him was Seogalma, the master of the Nanmadō.

Despite Seogalma\'s dissuasion, Haeakcheon lifted the lawmaker by the collar and said,

“If you’re a member of the National Assembly, shouldn’t you be saving people’s lives?”

“It’s beyond my capabilities. Rather, seek God’s will in all things.”

“Because that bastard isn’t there, even someone like you...”

-Park!

Seogalma grabbed Haeakcheon’s wrist.

And he shook his head with a sad face.

He said with his eyes that there was no point in pushing the lawmaker.

In response, Haeakcheon roughly threw him away.

-Park!

“Oh my.”

Haeak-cheon urged the lawmaker who took a picture of his butt.

“Get out now. “If I come across you within half an hour, I will tear you to death.”

The white-faced lawmaker hurriedly ran out.

Seogalma looked at the council member running away and glanced somewhere.

Then a shadow moved on the floor and headed towards where the congressman was.

Haeakcheon, who had been filled with anger just a moment ago, erased his face and spoke to Seogalma as if he were disapproving.

“joy! “It’s up to me to play the role of an idiot who can’t control his emotions.”

“Brother Hae is not the right person.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Anyway, let’s go in.”

Haeakcheon shook his head and knocked on the closed door.

A small sound came from inside.

So he opened the door and went in with Seogalma.

In the dark room, a lamp was on, and there was a red-haired woman sitting on the bed with one leg crossed, wearing a thin suit.

She was none other than Baek Hye-hyang.

“this.”

The two people who came inside quickly turned their heads.

This was because Baek Hye-hyang, who was removing her intestines, had a bandage wrapped around her chest.

It might be embarrassing for a woman, but she didn\'t care at all.

“You must have attached someone, right?”

Baek Hye-hyang asked the two nobles who turned their heads.

Seogalma responded to this.

“I attached it. “Maybe that person is also a member of the Wulin Federation.”

They were already convinced that the lawmaker who was running away was a spy.

It was the only way for the Murim Alliance to naturally let in spies.

“I am sure I will die within a few days.”

“......Probably so.”

Seogalma answered bitterly.

Looking at him like that, Baek Hye-hyang snorted and said.

“John Lee looks at me like I’m going to die at any moment.”

“.......Don’t overdo it. Even if Brother Hae’s Jinhyeol Geumche technique controls the movement of blood, doesn’t it prevent the bleeding from stopping?”

Baek Hye-hyang bit her lip at Seo-galma’s words.

- Thick!

I changed the bandage, but my back was already getting a little wet.

Although I continued to improve my Jinhyeolgeum system and improve my health, the bleeding occurred little by little.

“Damn scary sword.”

All of this was because of the sword.

Her back was cut by the deadly sword held by the assassin.

However, the bleeding does not stop at the area where the cut was made.

‘...If you get cut once, you won\'t last a month. If you get cut twice, you won\'t last longer than a day. If you get cut three times, you won\'t last more than a day.\'

That was the legend of the magic sword and the sword of death.

I cut my back once and it really didn\'t stop bleeding.

But she lasted almost a month.

If it weren\'t for Jinhyeol Geumche\'s luck technique, he might have died from not being able to withstand the bleeding.

“Have you found God’s will in all things?”

“.......Not yet.”

Information north of the Yangtze River was cut off, so even Haomun was mobilized to request it, but there was no news yet.

She was gradually weakening.

Just by looking at his pale face, everyone could tell that it would be difficult to hold out for that long.

Baek Hye-hyang spoke to the dark-faced Haeak-cheon.

“Sajon, no, Samjon. “I’m going to the ambush tomorrow as scheduled.”

“It\'s not possible!”

Haeakcheon frowned and spoke firmly.

With her physical condition, just surviving the Jinhyeol Geumche with energy was too much.

If you overdo it and the bleeding gets worse, the worst outcome will happen.

Lee Jon Seogalma also euphemistically dissuaded him.

“It\'s not possible. Now that the leader has disappeared, if something goes wrong with the assistant leader...”

I couldn’t bear to continue my conversation.

The blood religion was now in a state of crisis.

In such times, the person who would be the center had to be safe.

“Damn it!”

Haeakcheon could not hold back his anger.

Even if the assassin had not suddenly intervened, a situation like this would not have happened.

Rather, he would have completely recovered the area south of the Yangtze River, starting with the killing of the shaman\'s Taegeuk swordsman, Jongseon Jinin.

Baek Hye-hyang spoke to the two nobles.

“What if there is Mu Sang-do, the leader of the five branches of the martial arts federation, the advance guard?”

“That’s...”

The two people fell silent at her words.

Although this is just an assumption, it is assumed that Musang will join alone as a starter.

If that happens, the power of the advance team will be doubled.

It would be great for inaction, but it would also be great for fraud.

“This is a civil war. If I don\'t go out now that he\'s gone, who will raise the morale of the school? Is this John? Or is it the Trinity?”

“........”

It was an undeniable fact.

Baek Hye-hyang, tightly bandaged, stood up and said.

“Anyway, they think I’m in critical condition. “In this situation, we have to show that we are in good health in order to increase the morale of our allies and lower their morale.”

“Vice pontoon leader...”

-Shoot! Pop!

Baek Hye-hyang stretched out her hand and sucked up the replica blood demon sword with empty water and spoke in a voice full of determination.

“Tomorrow I will also participate in the war.”

* * *

Early morning on the day of the decisive battle.

Baek Hye-hyang, who had been lying face down, turned around and lay down.

I avoided lying down because of the bleeding, but my heart was beating so hard that it was difficult to lie down.

No matter how confident she was, she couldn\'t help feeling extremely nervous.

The weight pressing down on my shoulders was too great.

‘......Damn it.\'

A curse suddenly came out.

Tomorrow the battlefield could become a grave.

To be honest, I\'m not afraid of dying at all.

-die! Someone like you is useless to anyone! I mean, die!

-I don\'t have any high expectations from you, a girl.

The words spoken by dead ghosts echoing in my head were annoying.

These are words that have oppressed me my whole life.

‘shut up.\'

By sacrificing countless church members, we may be able to save even a little bit of our lives.

But if that happens, ultimately everything he wanted to prove will be in vain.

Those years of running while gritting my teeth.

It becomes meaningless.

‘It\'s more shameful to die without doing anything.\'

To the bitch who strangled him.

Even to that guy who didn\'t think of himself as a child.

I don\'t want to receive that kind of shame.

Baek Hye-hyang looked up at the ceiling and stretched out her hand.

‘The bed is not my tomb.\'

I clenched my fists.

The wound on my back was throbbing, but that didn\'t matter.

If something goes wrong, what\'s worse than death?

Just as I was gathering my thoughts, someone\'s image suddenly appeared in my mind.

‘Damn you.\'

Even when I gave up my seat, he disappeared and irritated me.

It\'s a feeling I\'ve felt for the first time.

The feeling of missing someone.

It may be of no use now.

‘It wouldn\'t be a loss if I could see it when I die.\'

The corners of Baek Hye-hyang’s mouth rose.

* * *

The entire force of the five branches of the Murim Federation, numbering seven thousand people, is advancing past Hoenghyeon.

The headquarters of the blood religion is Yeongsan, which is like a natural fortress due to the numerous mountain ranges.

Many sectarian warriors were crossing those mountain ranges.

It would be easier if there were a lot of people and they moved to the bottom of the mountain road, but if there was a hidden ambush, they could be taken by surprise, so they chose an unreasonable route.

The person leading them at the forefront was the current martial leader, Musangdo Jeongcheon.

The martial arts people were full of morale.

The life of the leader of the blood religion was in danger, and even Yu Dangang, the supreme blood swordsman, died.

On the other hand, they are led by Musangdo, who is said to be one of the five among the thirteen superhumans.

The victory belonged to the political faction.

“hmm.”

Musangdo Jeongcheon has a long beard, reminiscent of a gwanunjang.

He looked at the mountains covered in fog.

They said they were forced to cross other places, but the mountain range they would soon have to pass through was steep and high on both sides, so it seemed difficult for those with weak martial skills to climb it.

‘It must be that place.\'

Mu-sang-do Jeong-cheon was confident.

They say that the entire power of the blood religion is lying in ambush there.

Jeong Cheon stopped and raised his hand to command.

“Raise your shield. “Archers, prepare for a counterattack.”

Even for the Murim people, it was similar to a military war until they directly encountered each other.

At Jeong Cheon\'s command, the martial artists of the Jeong faction quietly raised their shields.

And those with bows stuck to the side of those with shields.

“We will advance slowly.”

As they slowly moved forward, Musangdo Jeongcheon launched a new weapon towards the mountain range on the left.

At least one side was trying to prevent a surprise attack with their own hands.

‘As expected.\'

As I got closer, I felt numerous presences.

This was the starting point of the second political war that took place in more than twenty years.

And he intended to put an end to the war from this point on.

-Papa papa!

While climbing the mountain range, he stepped into the air.

It was the empty space step, which is called the highest peak of light work.

As Wusangdo Jeongcheon stepped into the air and jumped to a completely unexpected place, he saw numerous blood cultists lying in ambush.

“Ha!”

Now that the enemy has been discovered, is there any need to hesitate?

He lifted up the Bodo Muildo and raised it to the ten-star power level.

And he tried to fly a symbolic flag that made the air tremble.

It was that moment.

“Cluck! Gratuitous too!”

As he was about to strike down the sword wrapped in anticipatory energy that appeared with a sharp cry, someone rushed towards him.

The large man wearing leopard print was none other than Haeakcheon.

His entire body was stained red and steam was exhaling from his body. He looked like an evil spirit from hell.

“A strange device?”

For a moment, Mu-sang and Jeong-cheon could not hide their doubts.

The monster he knew was a transcendent expert, but when he saw the momentum coming, he had clearly crossed the wall and reached the realm of superhumans.

‘You hid your power.\'

I had predicted to some extent that there would be a hidden card.

But I didn\'t mind at all.

Anyway, I was proud that the gap between me and him who had just crossed the wall was like heaven and earth.

“Let’s compete!”

‘That\'s funny. Cut it all at once! Even a free loss!\'

It was the moment when he was about to perform his best technique, Mu-sang Paedo.

In addition to the mysterious monster Haeakcheon, someone else was rushing towards him from the left.

A demon mask and a red-stained sword.

‘Blood Demon?\'

Something unexpected happened.

According to spies, Blood Demon was clearly not in good condition to the point where his life was at risk.

But it turned out to be unexpected.

Jeongcheon, the free sword that was about to attack Haeakcheon, changed the direction of the sword and spun around.

- Whirring!

Since it was empty space, this was the only way to deal with both at the same time.

-Chaechaechaechaechae!

The three experts faced off in the air above the mountain range.

As their blades clashed, a strong sound of the sound spread out in all directions.

Although Haeakcheon\'s entire body was in a state of Diamond Buddha due to the secret technique of Jinhyeolgeumcheon, Jeokhyeolgeumshin, his skin became hot every time he was touched by the way of Immortal Jeongcheon.

‘Sharp.\'

He was said to be the best thief in the current martial arts world.

The sharpness shown in each schematic was truly unrivaled.

-Papapapap! Car window!

In an instant, they landed at the top of the mountain range after competing for about ten seconds in the air.

The flight time was on a completely different level from that of ordinary experts.

The blood cultists left their seats in a circle and surrounded the three masters so that they could join forces at any time.

Seeing this, Musangdo Jeongcheon smiled leisurely.

“I guess you made some preparations? “Blood cult leader.”

Baek Hye-hyang, who was wearing a demon mask, smiled and responded in a modulated voice.

“You’re not afraid. “You can’t believe you rushed into the enemy camp alone.”

“This is enough for the leader alone.”

Arrogant tone.

Nevertheless, no one took this lightly.

He was one of the five among the thirteen adepts and had reached the highest level.

The intimidation he was giving off was enough to make the hearts of those who were weak in martial arts tremble.

Jeong Cheon, the free-spirited Tao, said to Baek Hye-hyang, aiming at the Tao.

“Blood cult leader. “I think you’re overdoing it.”

“swarm?”

“This leader already knows that you are a woman and that the wounds suffered by the murderer have not healed.”

“joy!”

Baek Hye-hyang snorted at his words.

I leaked fake information anyway, but I expected that it would be revealed that she was a woman after taking the pulse.

It did not matter whether the religious leader was a woman or a man because it was not considered important.

Baek Hye-hyang took off her evil spirit mask.

Her face was revealed along with her flowing red hair.

“.......Amazing. “I can’t believe she was such a young woman.”

Mu-sang-do Jeong-cheon let out a small exclamation.

I had no idea that the leader of a blood cult, whose gender and face were hidden, was such a young and beautiful woman.

‘The eyes look quite fierce, though.\'

The review ended here.

Regardless of whether he was a man or a woman, he was the leader of a blood cult.

Killing her on this spot could be considered a real victory for the political faction.

‘...Clearly the injury has not healed.\'

What I am certain of is that his martial arts skills were weaker than the rumors.

It feels like nothing more than doing chin-ups against the wall.

That alone makes him a top expert in martial arts, but at this level, it wasn\'t necessarily difficult even for Lee Dae-il.

“Do you want to talk at length? You two, come on.”

Musangdo Jeongcheon leisurely motioned for him to come with one hand.

Baek Hye-hyang sighed and smiled.

“I’m sorry, but this is not a situation to save face.”

Among the blood cultists, unusual people walked out.

They were related to the rest of the nobles.

There were quite a few excellent masters in the five branches of the martial arts league, but the odds of victory would change if only the leader and supreme beast lord, Musangdo Jeongman, was killed.

Mu-sang-do Jeong-cheon muttered as he looked at them approaching.

“It’s the same here anyway.”

If the leader and top executives of the blood religion were killed, the situation would be over.

And if the first one is the head of a blood cult, the morale of all of them can be broken at once.

There was nothing to drag on.

‘Mucheon Tao Kyung!\'

It was an absolute masterpiece that he could proudly say was the best in the free martial arts method he boasted about.

-Pot!

In an instant, his new form disappeared.

No one noticed him moving.

Before he could react, his divine form and degree were already reaching Baek Hye-hyang.

The only person who noticed this was Haeakcheon.

“this guy!!”

Haeakcheon managed to reach forward and swing his fist.

However, Jeong Cheon, who cleverly avoided this by stepping on a step, rushed his sword towards Baek Hye-hyang\'s neck.

“Tsk!”

Thanks to Haeakcheon, the path was twisted for just a moment, and Baek Hye-hyang noticed it.

Accordingly, the third type of the Hyeolcheondaera sword, Gyeongwonmuhyeol (勁原武血), was deployed.

The purpose was to focus energy on the tip of the sword and create a penetrating force to ward off Jeongcheon\'s sword.

But

- car windows!

The moment when the sword and the sword collide.

‘ah!\'

The replica blood demon sword was completely broken.

Although it was an imitation, it belonged to a treasured sword, but it was so vainly broken.

But there was no time to be surprised.

The Dao of Jeongcheon, which had shattered the replica blood demon sword, was drawing towards her neck.

‘It can be avoided.\'

As it collided with the sword, the speed of the sword decreased.

Baek Hye-hyang urgently tried to twist her body, but said,

‘Ugh!\'

I felt a tearing pain in my back where it touched the sword.

I was barely able to control it, but the wound area burst open due to the inner gyeong digging into Jeongcheon\'s sword.

‘Is this the end?\'

For a split second, time seems to slow down.

As I was about to die, all sorts of things came to mind.

I\'m not afraid.

It was something he had prepared for, and Mu-sang-do Jeong-cheon\'s inaction was beyond his imagination.

But something is disappointing.

Will I ever be able to see him when I die?

Then it happened.

-Chaaeaeaeaeang!

The sword of Mu-sang and Jeong-cheon flying towards her neck was blocked by the red-stained sword.

-Chrrrrrrrr!

Jeong Cheon’s new form was instantly pushed back about five steps.

‘!!!\'

Baek Hye-hyang’s eyes trembled.

Flowing red hair just like her own, reflected in her red pupils.

She was staring at this and started screaming because she was so moved.

“Where are you going? Come back now!”

? Hanzhongwolya