Mistress, I am a real gentleman

The battle between Feng Buping and Lu Jinrong is imminent.

The martial arts of Huashan School Sword Sect made everyone full of curiosity.

Lin Pingzhi took this opportunity to go around to the disciple group of Songshan School.

Those Songshan disciples who had originally accused and scolded Jiang Wu were also attracted by the competition between Feng Buping and Lu Jinrong.

Lin Pingzhi came to Jiang Wu's side, and he patted Jiang Wu's shoulder lightly.

Jiang Wu looked back at Lin Pingzhi, and then he was a little confused.

He remembered that Lin Pingzhi was from Huashan.

Why did it appear here in Songshan now?

He was about to ask, but Lin Pingzhi directly dragged him away.

Lin Pingzhi took Jiang Wu back to Huashan.

"This Huashan Sect senior brother, what are you pulling me for?" Jiang Wu asked puzzledly.

"Aren't you going to practice martial arts for the rise of Mount Hua?" Lin Pingzhi asked back.

He had been amused by Jiang Wu before, this guy was really stunned.

At this moment, someone from Huashan heard the conversation between Lin Pingzhi and Jiang Wu, and turned around curiously.

"Little Master Uncle!"

The one who turned back was Lin Yi.

The moment he saw Lin Pingzhi, his heart tightened and his face became ugly.

"Are you a junior uncle?" Jiang Wu looked at Lin Pingzhi in surprise.

Because Lin Pingzhi looks about the same age as him.

But he was only an outer disciple in the Songshan School, but Lin Pingzhi was already a direct disciple.

But soon he found that Lin Yi looked at Lin Pingzhi in the wrong way.

"This Huashan senior brother, why do you seem so afraid of your little senior uncle?" Jiang Wu looked at Lin Yi and asked.

He felt that Lin Pingzhi, as an uncle, should be respected by the younger generation.

But Lin Yi looked at Lin Pingzhi with fear.

Fear from the bottom of my heart.

Lin Yi didn't think much at first, but when he heard Jiang Wu's words, he froze instantly.

Brother, what are you talking about?

If you're afraid, don't say it.

Lin Yi's face became very dark.

He patted two Huashan disciples in front of him.

The two Huashan disciples turned their heads curiously.

When they saw Lin Yi taking pictures of them, they still wanted to blame Lin Yi for disturbing them to watch the competition.

Because now that Feng Buping has the upper hand, they seem to be enjoying themselves.

But they saw Lin Pingzhi at the second sight.

Their faces instantly became as ugly as Lin Yi's.

"Little Martial Uncle..." they shouted respectfully.

Even his face was uglier than Lin Yi's.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the three people in front of him, and instantly felt that this was fate.

I ran into the three of them wherever I looked.

"Hello." Lin Pingzhi greeted with a smile.

The other two were Mo Chezhao and Zhou Houxu.

At this moment, they had scolded Lin Yi to death in their hearts.

It's fine if I see my little uncle, but I have to drag myself to see him together.

Originally, they had been avoiding Lin Pingzhi in Huashan with the mentality of hiding if they could.

But now Lin Yi took the initiative to photograph them and asked them to face Lin Pingzhi together with Lin Yi.

Their hearts suddenly became tense.

Jiang Wu is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he has not been in Songshan for long.

But seeing Huashan and the three outer disciples looking at Lin Pingzhi with such fear, he couldn't help being curious.

Why did the young man in front of me, who looked kind and friendly, scare the three of them so much?

"Why are you so afraid of him?" Jiang Wu asked puzzled.

Zhou Houxu and Mo Chezhao's faces instantly turned as dark as Lin Yi's.

Their thoughts are the same as Lin Yi.

How can anyone speak like this?

Lin Pingzhi just looked at the three of them indifferently and did not speak.

He felt that his smile should dispel their fear of him.

After all, he is so handsome.

And did not show any hostility.

In fact, Lin Yi, Mo Chezhao and Zhou Houxu were all in the eyes.

Lin Pingzhi's smile was obviously a threat.

They all agreed that Lin Pingzhi's message was: think about what to say.

Lin Yi is younger, and his brain turns faster.

"How can you be afraid, we respect the little uncle!" Lin Yi said hastily.

When Mo Chezhao and Zhou Houxu heard Lin Yi's words, they thought that Yizi was the one who reacted quickly.

"Yes, yes, we are respectful." Zhou Houxu nodded quickly.

"Our respect for my junior uncle is like a torrential river flooding unknowingly and out of control." Mo Chezhao hurriedly expressed his admiration.

A black line appeared on Lin Pingzhi's forehead.

Do you think you are Huang He?

Also the torrential river overflows unknowingly.

Jiang Wu was a little puzzled, is this really the case?

But he also noticed that Mo Chezhao's words were wrong.

"This senior brother is like a torrential river." Jiang Wu reminded.

Mo Chezhao was stunned for a moment, thinking that the river really seemed to flow continuously, and he was too nervous to say the wrong thing.

"It's the same, and the meaning is the same." Mo Chezhao hurriedly shouted.

Lin Pingzhi rolled his eyes at him.

Fortunately, your boy reacted quickly.

Otherwise, let you know why the flowers are so red.

Jiang Wu felt that these three people were a bit interesting, at least they were much better than himself in the Songshan School.

Suddenly, at this time, Lin Pingzhi and the others erupted into intense applause.

"Good! Elder Feng did a great job!"

Lin Pingzhi heard the words and looked towards the field.

I saw several sword wounds on Lu Jinrong's body.

And Feng Buping was completely intact.

He already has the absolute upper hand.

However, Lu Jinrong may have considered his face, so he did not admit defeat directly, but continued to fight Feng Buping.

Lin Pingzhi looked away, he knew that time was running out.

"Jiang Wu, let me ask you." Lin Pingzhi shouted.

"Ah? Senior brother, how do you know my name?" Jiang Wu asked in puzzlement. He remembered that he had never mentioned my name to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi was frightened immediately.

This damn, almost revealed his secrets.

He was the name of Jiang Wu who he knew last night pretending to be a Songshan disciple.

"You just said that." Lin Pingzhi smiled.

"Did I just say that?" Jiang Wu was very puzzled.

His memory has always been very good, he remembered that he didn't say anything.

"If you don't believe me, ask them." Lin Pingzhi pointed the finger at Lin Yi and the others.

This time his gaze is really aimed at you, do you know what I mean?

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's menacing gaze, the three of Lin Yi felt chills running down their backs, and some cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"That's right, that's what you just said." Lin Yi said quickly.

"Little uncle has a good memory, you remembered him just now." Zhou Houxu said.

"We also remember, your name is Jiang Wei, right?" Mo Chezhao nodded.

Both Lin Pingzhi and Jiang Wu's faces darkened.

God damn Jiang Wei.

I am also Zhuge Liang.

He is Jiang Wu.

"Senior brother, my name is Jiang Wu, not Jiang Wei, the famous general of Hou Shu." Jiang Wu said a little speechlessly.

"It's all the same." Mo Chezhao scratched the back of his head in embarrassment again.

Lin Pingzhi rolled his eyes.

Your name is Mo Chezhao, I call you hit by a car, can it be the same?

But Lin Pingzhi didn't bother to care about these things at this time.

"Okay, don't talk about anything else." Lin Pingzhi said hastily.

Jiang Wu, Lin Yi and others all looked at Lin Pingzhi.

They wanted to know what Lin Pingzhi wanted to say.

"Let me ask you, why do you practice martial arts?"