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Chapter 45: Fierce Flame

There are dragons in the world, although they are not as good as dragons, they can still stir up clouds and rain.≤

When gathering dragons, they become thunder, and when breathing, they become dark clouds.

"Wow!" The breeze was blowing in the air, and the dust on the ground spread into fog, filling the air. The dark clouds were moving and accumulating. The dark night, which was already unable to see the fingers, was darker.

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

Chen Guhong was walking, floating, one step at a time, his steps were very slow but his speed was very fast. He held the Kunwu sword in his left hand and raised it in front of his chest. His fingers were very white and snow-white. His right hand naturally drooped and hidden in his cuffs.

The wide cuffs were rolling, the clothes were roaring, and the long black hair was flying. His expression was indifferent, as if there was no fluctuation in the dry well. He had just killed someone and his body was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Under the lightning, a little darkness appeared on his face, and in this world, it was like a god of killing.

"Wow!"

The raindrops fell, and at first they were small, and soon became a pouring rain. They fell on Chen Guhong's body, wetting his clothes and seeping into his skin.

Although Chen Guhong was soaked, the dust in the sky also fell, making the sky pure again and the air extremely fresh.

The summer rain comes quickly and goes quickly.

Soon the rain passed by, the sky cleared, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the bright moon and the stars in the sky. The stars shone brightly, which was particularly charming.

Chen Guhong also went outside the manor, stepped forward slowly, and gently pulled the copper door knocker on it.

"Bang bang bang!"

The crisp knock on the door alarmed 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 ranked seventh and is older, so he is called Lao Qi. He has been working as a concierge in this manor for twenty-five years.

Although he is a small concierge, his master is also a big shot.

There are many people who curry favor with the master, and he can also eat a lot of oil and water below. At the same time, he has also met many great figures, great scholars, officials, and young masters.

That night, Lao Qi was sleeping in the room, but woke up from the thunderstorm just now.

"It's really annoying." Lao Qi muttered and turned over on the bed.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

"Damn it, it's so late. Who is it?" Lao Qi felt even more angry and got up very unhappy. He made up his mind if he was a beggar or a homeless man, he would be beaten up.

"Squeak!"

When he opened the door, Lao Qi was startled and suddenly lost his voice. He saw a scholar standing outside the door, covered in wet body, drops of water fell to the ground along his clothes and hair, and soon wet a large area of ​​marble under his feet.

The scholar did not feel cold or uncomfortable. His expression was like marble, and he could not see any movement. He was crossed by his sword in his chest, which was particularly murderous.

"Is there anything wrong with the young master?" Lao Qi immediately became three points weaker when he saw this and bowed politely.

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

Lao Qi had a good understanding and immediately realized that the visitor was not good.

With a "gul", he swallowed a mouthful of smear. Then he bowed and said, "Please wait a moment, the younger one will go and report immediately." After that, Lao Qi didn't even close the door and immediately went to the backyard to find Wu Xiude.

"Master, Master."

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

In the room, Wu Xiude didn't sleep at all. After he got Brother Kun's information, he immediately started to deal with Chen Guhong. Although the lights were turned off at this moment, he sat on the bed and pondered.

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

"Master, there is a person who calls himself Chen Guhong outside the door looking for him." Lao Qi heard the master's irritability and lowered his voice even more. But he didn't know that his voice fell into Wu Xiude's ears, which was tantamount to thunder, and even thunder was even louder.

"He actually found it?"

Wu Xiude clenched his fists, his fingers turned white because he tried too hard, and his heart was extremely shocked.

"Huh!" Wu Xiude let out a breath and barely suppressed the vibration in his heart. Then he stood up and lit the lamp, and said to Lao Qi outside the door: "Please come in and serve tea."

"Yes." Lao Qi responded and turned back.

"The person who comes is not good, and the person who is good does not come. It must be something wrong with Akun." Wu Xiude was silent for a while, and his face showed gloom. But then he dissipated like the wind, and he smiled faintly: "Fortunately, I have made many preparations, and all he can take is my life."

After saying that, Wu Xiude stood up, took off his Confucian shirt and put it on, and strided out with his head raised.

Even if the enemy's millions of troops were at the city, he would still be a general who had a strong pass and had prepared for it.

The momentum was vigorous, powerful and proud. Wu Xiude came to the hall with powerful steps. The atmosphere in the hall was a little solidified.

A screen is placed against the wall to the north. In front of the screen is the master's work, and there are six seats on both sides.

Chen Guhong knelt on the first position on the right, his wet clothes were still dripping with water, and Kunwu sword was placed horizontally on his knees. On the table table in front of him, there was a cup of hot and good tea, but he never sipped.

A maid was on her side. When she saw Chen Guhong's expression was still, she seemed to be dead, and she was extremely nervous. When she saw Wu Xiude coming in, she was as if she was granted a general amnesty, she hurriedly bowed and called, "Master."

"Go down." Wu Xiude said.

"Yes." The maid was even more happy and hurriedly went on. Before leaving, she glanced at Chen Guhong. In fact, this man looked quite attractive, if it weren't for a dead face.

After Wu Xiude sent the maid away, he stalked to the master's seat and knelt down, smiled, and asked as if he was ordinary, "Why, this tea is not in line with his appetite?"

"I can't swallow it." Chen Guhong said lightly.

"Hey, things often happen in the world. If you encounter any setbacks, how can you be considered a scholar?" Wu Xiude smiled and said.

"If I kill your son and rape your wife, can you still drink tea?" Chen Guhong raised his head slightly and smiled.

The smile on Wu Xiude's face froze. He was silent for a moment and said, "Where is Akun??? Did he betray me?"

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

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that the scholar who has been offended in his life is the person in front of him.

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

"What do you want now? Kill me?" Then, Wu Xiude leaned forward slightly, and he looked like I was fishing, but his tone was very arrogant.

Thanks to the fierce words of the enemy, Chen Guhong's heart, which was like a dead water, also stirred up. But his face became calmer and he asked with a smile: "What backup plan have you prepared?"

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Chapter completed!
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