“Oh!” The pale, hardened face of the cold salt turned to the wind of Chupungwoosa Baengli. The Baengli style was solidified in its original position. When I saw it, my cold eyes filled with tears. He was touching the floor with his hand, and his ten fingers, surprisingly, dug deep into the hard stone floor. His fingers were filled with blood. However, he looked a little painless. Judging from this, he knew how great his anger and sorrow were, but remained. In fact, Chupungusa Baekri-pung was in a position to walk the opposite path, divided into regular affairs. However, over the past 50 years, the companionship has formed a stronger friendship than blood. At this time, the god of bicycle also said to Yeonghojinseong, “Ju Hwa-ryeong.” “You are… Come here… “Yes, sir,” laughed Ju Hwa-ryeong mildly in pain. “Here… sit down,” said Young Ho-jin, kneeling before him. Zhu Hua-ryeong took a small bottle out of her arms with her trembling hands. It was a blue jade bottle only about the size of a thumb. “This is… The Yeongcheon oil we got from Mayugok is strong… As I said before, it made miracles possible. There is still about half a bottle left.” There was a lonely smile around Juhwaryeong’s mouth. “This is… For us, it’s already… “It’s useless,” he said to Young Ho-seong. “Drink this.” “Four?” Young Ho-jin was very surprised. When he hesitated, Ju Hwa-ryeong urged him. “Come on… I don’t have time. I don’t want to thank you… You don’t have to show it. “It’s just an exchange.” “But…” “Quickly…” “If you do it, everything will go to waste.” There was a little anxiety on Ju’s face. Yeonghojinseong sighed quietly and received his own disease. When I opened the lid, a clean scent spread through the stone chamber. He drank all the oil in it at once. A cool and refreshing energy entered his stomach on his neck and immediately delivered a fresh shock to his whole body. But it was just then. Young Ho-jin felt the blood behind his back. At the same time, the solemn voice of the white horse soldier’s cold salt caught his ear. “Collect your whole body experience in your Danjeon.” “Ah! How did this happen?” Young Hojinseong couldn’t help but follow what he said while sighing inward. Then the bicycle god, who was sitting in front of him, struggled to get up and approach him. Zhu Hua-ryeong glanced at the cold salt first. Although it was brief, his pupils contained literally ten million words. However, he closed his eyes gently and put his palm on the white blood above Young Ho-jin’s head. The bicycle god soon began to steam around Ju Hwa-ryeong’s body. He was trying to draw all the last remaining energy throughout the body and inject it into the body of Yeonghojinseong Fortress. 퍼스트카지노 “Sacrificing the Sacrificer. He was trying to make a difference at the expense of himself. Heat currents such as prawns descended from Yeonghojinseong Fortress and joined the Bonshinjingi, which gathered in Danjeon. The energy joined the spiritual energy of Yeongcheon Petroleum, and gradually began to pour out his predecessor, 365. Young Ho-jin-seong gradually fell into a trance, feeling as if his body had fallen into a hot furnace. How long has it been in that state? He woke up after experiencing a few sparks in his body. “Well!” exclaimed his mouth. It was because my body had changed a lot from before.