Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 45: Ferocious Flame

　　 There are floods in the world, although they are not comparable to dragons, they can also be used for rain.

　　 If you gather together, you will turn into thunder, and your breath will turn into a dark cloud.

　　 "Wow!" The wind was blowing in the air, and the dust on the ground spread into fog and filled the air. The dark clouds are moving, accumulating, and the dark night, where you can't see your fingers, is deeper.

　　 "Boom!" A thick thunder and lightning fell from the sky, cutting through the sky, and also illuminating the night.

　　 Chen Guhong was walking, floating, taking one foot at a time, his pace was slow but his speed was surprisingly fast. He held the Kunwu sword in his left hand, held it in front of his chest, his fingers were very white and snow-white, and his right hand dropped naturally and was hidden in the cuff.

　　 The wide cuffs are tumbling, the clothes are hunting, and the black hair is flying. His expression was indifferent, as if there was no fluctuation in the dry well, he had just killed someone, and his whole body was filled with a faint smell of blood.

　　Under the shining of lightning, his face showed a little darkness, in this world, like a **** of murder.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The raindrops fell, small at first, and soon became a pouring rain. It fell on Chen Guhong, wet his clothes, and penetrated into his skin.

　　 Although Chen Guhong was drenched in the soup, it also dropped the dust in the sky, making the sky pure again and the air very fresh.

　　 The summer rain comes quickly, and it goes quickly.

　　 Soon it rained and the sky cleared, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the bright moon and stars in the sky. The stars are shining, very charming.

　　 And Chen Guhong also went to the outside of the manor, stepped forward slowly, and gently pressed the upper brass door knocker.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 The crisp knock on the door started the night.

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　　The concierge in the manor is called Lao Qi. The reason why Lao Qi is called Lao Qi is because he is seventh, and he is old, so it is called Lao Qi. He has been a porter in this manor for 25 years.

　　 is a small concierge, but his master is also a big man.

　　 There are a lot of people who favor the master, and he can also eat a lot of oil and water underneath. At the same time, he also met many big people, Hongru, officials, and sons.

　　 This night, Lao Qi slept in the room, but was awakened by the thunderstorm just now.

　　 "It's really annoying." Old Qi grumbled and rolled over on the bed.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 At this time, there was a knock on the door.

　　 "Damn, it's so late. Who is the bastard?" Old Qi felt angry and got up very upset, determined that if it was a beggar or a homeless man, it would be a beating.

　　 "Squeak!"

　　 opened the door, but Lao Qi was shocked and suddenly lost his voice. I saw a scholar standing outside the door, all wet, drops of water fell on the ground along his clothes and quickly wet a large piece of marble under his feet.

　　 The scholar does not feel cold or uncomfortable, his look is like marble, he is not half moved, his sword is on his chest, he is extremely murderous.

　　 "What's the matter with the son?" Old Qi was three points weaker when he saw it, and bowed very politely.

　　 "My name is Chen Guhong, I am looking for Wu Xiude." Chen Guhong said. As Chen Guhong spoke, the temperature in the air seemed to drop a little.

　　Lao Qi had a lot of knowledge, and immediately knew that the person who came was unkind.

　　 "Guru" and swallowed a mouthful of smear. Then he bowed and saluted: "Please wait a while, the younger one will report immediately." After all, the old Qi didn't even close the door, and immediately went to the backyard to find Wu Xiude.

　　"Master, Master."

　　 Soon the master came to the outside of Wu Xiude's bedroom, gently squeezed the door, and called twice.

　　 Inside the house, Wu Xiude didn't sleep at all. After he got the information from Brother Kun, he immediately set out to deal with Chen Guhong. Although the light was turned off at this moment, he was sitting on the bed thinking.

　　 "What's the matter?" Wu Xiude asked with a frown, he was very upset at the moment.

　　 "Master, there is a person calling himself Chen Guhong looking outside the door." Old Qi heard the master's irritability and lowered his voice. But he didn't know that his voice fell in Wu Xiude's ears, but it was tantamount to thunder, and even the thunder became louder.

　　"He actually got it?"

　　 Wu Xiude clenched his fists, his fingers turned white because of too much force, and his heart was extremely shaken.

　　 "Huh!" Wu Xiude exhaled, barely suppressing the shock in his heart. Then he got up and lit the lamp, and said to Lao Qi outside the door: "Please come in and serve tea."

　　 "Yes." Old Qi replied and turned back.

　　 "The ones who come are not good, and those who are good don't. There must be something wrong on Akun's side." Wu Xiude was silent for a while, his face showing a gloomy look. But then it disappeared like the wind, and smiled faintly: "Fortunately, I also have a lot of preparations. All he can ask for is my life."

　　 After that, Wu Xiude stood up, took the Confucian shirt and put it on, and walked out with his head high.

　　 Even if the enemy's millions of soldiers are near the city, he is still a general who is sitting on Xiongguan and has been prepared.

　　 mighty, majestic, and energetic. Wu Xiude took strong steps and walked into the hall. In the hall, the atmosphere is a bit frozen.

　　 There is a screen on the north side against the wall. In front of the screen is the owner's work. There are six seats on both sides.

　　 Chen Guhong knelt and sat on the first person on the right. His wet clothes were still dripping, and Kunwu sword was lying horizontally on his knees. On the table in front of him, there was a cup of hot good tea, but he never took a sip.

　　There is a maid serving tea by her body, and Chen Guhong's expression is still, as if she were dead, very nervous. Seeing Wu Xiude coming in like a pardon, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Master."

　　 "Go down." Wu Xiude said.

　　"Yes." The maid is even more happy~IndoMTL.com~ hastily went down. Before leaving, he cast a glance at Chen Guhong. In fact, this man was pretty long, if it wasn't for a dead face.

　　 After Wu Xiude sent away the maid, he swaggered to the master’s seat and knelt down, smiled, and asked as if he were a common saying: "Why, this tea is not to your appetite?"

　　 "Can't swallow." Chen Guhong said lightly.

　　 "Hey, things happen in the world often. If you don't even drink tea when you encounter a little setback, how can you be considered a scholar?" Wu Xiude smiled.

　　 "If I kill your son and **** your daughter-in-law. Can you still drink tea?" Chen Guhong raised his head slightly and smiled.

　　 The smile on Wu Xiude’s face solidified, and he was silent for a while, and said: "Where is A Kun????? Is he betraying me?"

　　 "He is dead. It doesn't matter whether he betrayed you." Chen Guhong said lightly.

　　 Actually, it’s not hard to guess. The famous scholar who has offended him in this life is the one in front of him.

　　 Wu Xiude’s pupils contracted for it, and he smiled after a while: "Yes, since the person is dead, it doesn't matter whether he betrayed me or not."

　　 "What do you want now? Kill me?" Immediately, Wu Xiude leaned forward slightly, putting on an expression that I was a fish, but his tone was very arrogant.

　　 Feeling gratitude for the ferocious words, Chen Guhong's dead-water heart also agitated. But his face became calmer, and he smiled and asked, "What do you prepare?"

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