Immortal of Book and Sword

Chapter 46: kill it!

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"Missed." Gao Zhuang shook his head and said.

"Missed?" Chen Guhong frowned, he never expected to miss. But he was mysterious and intelligent, so he knew there was something hidden, and asked: "What's going on?"

Gao Zhuang then bowed to Chen Guhong and told the whole story. Finally, he said depressedly: "I don't know which famous scholar, but a burst of red light shook me out."

After Chen Guhong listened, his expression was unpredictable.

"So that's the case, that's the reason. I was just wondering, the gambling house has been open for so long, my brother-in-law is honest, and I have been sitting in the grain store for so long, but it is safe and sound, but why did I set up the game now. So it was me, so it was I."

Chen Guhong suddenly laughed out loud, the smile was cold and regretful.

"My elder sister loves me, but she is hurt because of me. There is nothing more sad than this in the world." Chen Guhong smiled regretfully, bit his teeth, his lip was bleeding, but it was not as painful as his heart.

Chen Guhong took a deep breath, and said indifferently, "I know who it is."

"Who?"

Gao Zhuang frowned and said.

"Let's not talk about him for now. According to your description, he won't run away. On the contrary, the owner of the gambling shop is going to leave to the north. This time, I missed it. I don't know how long we met, so I killed him first."

Chen Guhong laughed sharply, then jumped out of the bed, stamped under the bed, and took out the Kunwu sword. Opening the door, looking left and right, he rose into the air and landed on the roof of his house.

"Wait!" Gao Zhuang yelled, rushed towards Chen Guhong's eyebrows, and entered the Purple Mansion. Chen Guhong raised his breath and leaped, and then landed on the roof of the neighbor's house, as light as catkins, as if he was gliding. The roofs flew backward rapidly. Chen Guhong quickly reached the city wall to keep up, crossed the city wall with the same method, and jumped away.

"Hahahaha, I'm still a good man to go to the north!"

The stars disappeared, the moon was invisible, the clouds filled the air, and the wind howled. On a road to the north, Brother Kun galloped on his horse, and the scenery along the way flew backwards all the way.

Although he lost his left arm, Brother Kun has ten thousand taels of gold in his arms. Going to the north here is like a bird spreading its wings, and the sea and the sky are broad. He couldn't help being arrogant, and laughed out loud.

"who?!"

Suddenly, Brother Kun sensed an aura lurking ahead, so he reined in his horse and stood up, shouting sharply. His expression was very nervous, "Don't meet the green forest people who robbed the road."

There is a dead tree in front of it, its branches and leaves are dry and lifeless. Following Brother Kun's stern shout, a scholar came out from behind. This scholar is wearing a Confucian shirt, cloth shoes, and a raw scarf, which looks elegant. But the eyes were very indifferent, even filled with a sense of death, a kind of desperation from the Jianghu people.

"Chen Guhong?!" Brother Kun yelled in shock, feeling his uneasiness, the horse under his crotch yawned, and took a few steps back.

"It's me." Chen Guhong lightly held the Kunwu sword across his chest, and looked at Brother Kun, as if looking at a dead person.

The uneasiness in Brother Kun's heart rapidly expanded, but he managed to calm down, not caring why Chen Guhong was here. He just opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I have already given away my family property and amputated my own arm. The grievance is over, what else can I do?"

"You think the grievances are settled, but in my opinion, you still owe me your life." Chen Guhong said lightly, his heart could no longer generate anger, it was just like stagnant water.

"You planned to kill me from the beginning?" Brother Kun was used to the world, and he understood Chen Guhong's tone, his pupils shrank for a while. But when things came to an end, he also had the ruthlessness of a desperado.

Then he looked Chen Guhong up and down, and said with a sinister smile: "I dare not kill you in the blue sky, but I am afraid of the level of the water. But do you know what is going on now?"

"The wind is high and the night is dark, when killing people." Chen Guhong said.

"Just understand." Brother Kun laughed loudly, and then said: "I'll kill you, and go to the north to hide my name. Even if Shuiping suspects it, he can't find me, let alone look for my little one."

"Then you have to kill me." Chen Guhong flicked the Kunwu sword on his chest, and said indifferently.

"Do you think that if you have the Kunwu sword, you are level in the water? How many levels are there in this world? And I was famous in the rivers and lakes in my early years." Brother Kun laughed, laughing at Chen Guhong for being overwhelmed, laughing Chen Guhong is stupid.

"go to hell!"

When the laughter is strong, it is an infinite burst. Brother Kun's eyes were wide open, and he was already out of his body as soon as he moved the knife. The man jumped up on the horse, held the knife in his right hand, and slashed towards Chen Guhong.

"Wow, boom!"

The blade roared, the arrogance gushed out, and the black light was dazzling.

To split Huashan Mountain with all your strength, the pride of the world.

This knife was very good, but it was a pity that it was Chen Guhong.

The strong wind hit his face, blowing away Chen Guhong's hair, making his clothes rattle, like a weak scholar in the strong wind, weak and about to fly away.

Brother Kun's face became more ferocious, and he thought he was about to succeed.

Thinking about the loss of one hundred thousand taels of silver for nothing today, with a left hand, I feel happy.

"Heaven has a way and you don't go, but hell has no way but you break in. Let's go!"

Just as the knife was approaching, Chen Guhong moved. The thumb of the left hand holding the sword lightly pushed the sword guard, and the dark and cold Kunwu sword was half out of the body.

Chen Guhong grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

At this time, the knife was only three feet away from Chen Guhong's head, and the next moment Chen Guhong would become two halves.

"bump!"

Chen Guhong moved forward with his left foot, his body slightly bent forward, his left hand held the scabbard on his chest, and he raised his right hand. The wind moved, the sword moved, the pitch-black Kunwu sword drew a perfect arc in the air, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye followed the arc, trying to spread around.

The white sword energy in the same semi-circular arc moved forward.

"bump!"

"Ding!"

In the sound of gold and iron, the steel knife in Brother Kun's hand has been broken into several pieces, and the whole body is divided into upper and lower halves with the waist as the center, and blood is sprayed in the air.

Gorgeous, perfect, but also fishy.

"bump!"

The sword energy continued, and the head of the horse in front was chopped off. Without even humming, the horse crashed to the ground. Afterwards, Brother Kun's upper and lower body also fell to the ground.

"Shui family swordsmanship! So fast! So fierce! So powerful!"

After saying three good words in succession, Brother Kun's eyes widened, and he swallowed his last breath, dying with regret. Chen Guhong looked down, his expression neither happy nor sad.

"My lord, this man has a lot of blood, which is good for me." Gao Zhuang said.

"As you wish." Chen Guhong said.

"Yes." Gao Zhuang cheered, rushing out from between Chen Guhong's eyebrows.

"Suck Yang!" With a roar, Gao Zhuang turned into a fierce ghost with a green face and fangs, opened his mouth wide, and rushed out with a black smoke and landed on Brother Kun's body.

"Gulu, Gulu."

The sound of swallowing sounded, and Brother Kun's body immediately collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became a mummy. However, Gao Zhuang's ghost body had to condense a lot.

"Hahaha, refreshing." With a laugh, Gao Zhuang rushed back to Chen Guhong's Mansion.

"You are wronged!" Chen Guhong remained motionless the whole time, and when Gao Zhuang finished smoking, he came to the head of the dead horse, stroked it lightly, shook his head, and said regretfully.

It was only then that the ground was dusty, and he quickly walked towards the manor.