Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 109: Man’s pride

　　"The bamboo family who listens to bamboo sounds in the mountains has fierce and fierce swordsmanship and is indeed powerful. Your swordsmanship is also good, but your heroism is too weak. Let alone deal with me, even the few brothers behind me, I'm afraid you can't handle it either."

　　 The wind showed no face with contempt, and looked at Zhufeidao condescendingly.

　　 As the saying goes, the trapped beast is still fighting, and Zhu Fei has this kind of aura at this moment. However, in the eyes of Feng Wumeng and these people, it is not even a trapped beast.

　　Because he is calling himself a dead end.

　　 "Yes, this is a world that talks about strength and youth. What can you do, an old and useless old man?"

　　"I can crush to death with one finger of a person like you. According to the truth, I should just sit and eat and wait to die."

　　"Perhaps he was afraid of sitting and eating and waiting to die, so he came here? He wants to shine before his death, in the name of loyalty. The idea is good, but people have no self-knowledge. This kind of stuff Even if he died here, no one would sing, but laugh at him over his own power."

　　 "Are you a little bit too bad?"

　　 "What is the loss? This is just a fact."

Several people from the 　　feng family watched the excitement on the tree, and spoke out foul language without any scruples, very domineering.

　　 "You bastards!" Although Zhu Fei had a good temper, he still had smoke from Qiqiao. The hand holding the sword turned white because of too much force, and the fingers trembled slightly.

　　 The cheeks are red, which is extremely shameful.

　　 Jianghu status and power theory, Zhu Fei's attitude only made the people of the Feng Family feel that the old man was irritated, and even laughed loudly, contemptuously.

　　 "I'm embarrassed, don't you get out of here." Feng Muface also said.

　　"The death of a big man is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than a feather. In my opinion, dying here is extremely meaningful. Even if it is unknown, even if it is laughed at by you."

　　 Zhu Fei took a deep breath, calming the restlessness in his heart, and the expression on his face became solemn and vivid, like a warrior dying. No regrets.

　　 At this time, Zhu Fei was very energetic and charming. It is beautiful, not ugly. Feng Wu Mian and others felt that their eyes had been pierced, and in an instant they gave birth to an embarrassing heart. But then he was replaced by anger into anger.

　　 "Since you want to die, then you will be fulfilled." Feng Wu Mian's expression was extremely fierce, and he suddenly drew the long sword from his waist and took the lead. Making moves is Feng's housekeeping skill, "Zuo Song Yangwu" swordsmanship.

　　A master is a master. The move is amazing, such as shocking into the eye, soaring momentum. Zhu Fei suddenly felt embarrassed, but at this moment, the benevolence and righteousness were flying, and he did not retreat.

　　"Today is my time of death!" Zhu Fei smiled without regret, flicking the sword out of the sheath with the move of his right hand, and the sound of bamboo moving in the mountains was as fast as lightning, strange and fierce.

　　...

　　Dengyang Mountain Road, a carriage is galloping at a very fast speed. The driver in the car is like a tower. The muscles are very powerful. Sitting next to the coachman, a young man, young and angry, was also extremely stunning.

　　 It’s just that the young man is in a very bad mood right now, and he subconsciously put his hand on the long sword on his right waist, like the dragon waiting to soar into the sky, ready to move, murderous.

　　 They are Tie Zhu and Zhu Pijiang. Inside the carriage are Chen Guhong and Yuanyuan. After the trip, the group of people also rushed by boat, and when they came to the land, they rushed and chased here.

　　 At this time, Chen Guhong’s voice rang in the car.

　　"Relax. Your grandfather is a blessed person. He will live for a hundred years. He won't die early now."

　　 At this moment, in Zhu Pijiang's heart, Chen Guhong is an eight-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-year uncle. After taking a few deep breaths, he saluted: "Yes."

　　 Inside the car, Chen Guhong sat cross-legged with Kunwu sword on his lap. Although it was comforting Zhu Pijiang, he was also ready to move, murderous.

　　Kunwu is a sword. Very spiritual. Feeling grateful for Chen Guhong's murderous intent, he was also ready to drink blood.

　　 Chen Guhong stretched out his hand to touch Kun Wu, and felt even more intolerable.

　　 "Although I practice swords, I am by no means a person who is brave and can easily take human lives, but if I have to, I can only turn into Shura."

　　Grateful for the death of his friend, Chen Guhong's murderous intent became more fierce.

　　 At the moment Yuanyuan is sitting beside Chen Guhong, her mood is not very good. She also knows Chen Guhong very well. Now Chen Guhong looks exactly the same as when Brother Kun shot against Wang Zhengdang. He was murderous like a martial artist.

　　 And she doesn't like Chen Guhong like this. Really could not help, Yuanyuan pouted and said: "My son, if you go out to play, even if you go to the brothel, the maidservant is willing to go. But every time you go out, you help your friends. The last time Zheng Xianggong was also That’s all, after all, I wanted to help with the funeral and comfort the orphans. I didn’t think I would encounter ghosts. But this time I went to Longtan and Tiger’s Den. Is it worth it for the so-called loyalty of my friends?"

　　The words are not pleasant, but they are full of love. After hearing the warmth in his heart, Chen Guhong dissipated the coldness on his face and showed a spring breeze smile. He stretched out his hand to hug this girl and comforted him.

　　 I don’t know Yuanyuan turned her body away, facing Chen Guhong with her back.

　　 Chen Guhong knew that Yuanyuan was really angry, so he solemnly took a moment, and groaned for a while and said: "Then if one day I fall into the water and I will drown, what will you do?"

　　 "Of course I died with the son." Yuanyuan blurted out.

　　 "Why did you die with me?" Chen Guhong was taken aback.

　　 "Because Yuanyuan can't swim~ IndoMTL.com~ can't save the son." Yuanyuan said.

　　 Chen Guhong felt very heartwarming, and then touched Yuanyuan's small head and put his arms around her small waist, which would be Yuanyuan and did not resist. Chen Guhong attached to her ear and smiled: "Although the feelings between each other are somewhat different, they are similar to your feelings for me. So I am going to go, besides, I can swim. Ah."

　　Don't say that Chen Guhong's strength is amazing, even if his strength is low, he wants to go.

　　 It is friends who support each other and support each other, such as Wang Song, Zheng Chong, Wu Zhengchun, Shuiping, Zhu Fei and others. On the contrary, it is like those classmates who are reluctant to tie each other.

　　Of course, there are more the latter and less of the former in this world, but because of this, it will be brighter like the scorching sun. How many heroes are throwing their heads and blood at this moment, and never regretting their deaths.

　　 This is the pride of men. Chen Guhong would rather die among the army than live among mortals.

　　 even if it will die silently.

　　 A man’s pride is a deadly poison. Yuanyuan left her young lady to follow Chen Guhong because of Chen Guhong’s talent, which deeply moved her.

　　At this time, she also found that she liked the current son better.

　　 is only a scholarly talent, it seems a little too weak. At this moment, he is more like a man. An impulse emerged in Yuanyuan's heart, and she hugged Chen Guhong's waist with her backhand and hid her small head in Chen Guhong's arms.

　　 The two embraced each other, not about **** or beauty, they were just eager for each other. (To be continued.)