Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Wang Yuyan quickly reminded her.

As a master of martial arts theory of a generation, Wang Yuyan explained Murong Fu's three empty doors at this time with one word.

I don't know how Wang Yuyan would feel if she knew that Li Yanzong, a master of Xixia Yipintang in front of her, was her cousin Murong Fu.

Yilin and the others were reminded by Wang Yuyan, and they immediately felt it.

They followed Wang Yuyan's prompt and immediately attacked Murong Fu's three empty doors.

But as the saying goes, there are no worthless people under a great reputation.

Everyone in the Jianghu knows that North Qiaofeng South Murong.

Although Murong Fu's martial arts were boasted a bit too much.

But it's not something Yilin, Wanyanping and Xiaowu can hurt.

Murong Fu's gaze fixed, and he immediately changed his tactics.

"Be careful, this is the compassion knife of the Buddhist sect. If you hurt someone with the back of the knife, although it can't kill you, you will definitely lose your strength if you get hit." Wang Yuyan reminded hastily.

Yilin's face changed, and she quickly withdrew her sword to block it.

But at this moment, the Xixia sword in Murong Fu's hand changed again.

Yilin was caught off guard, and the sword in her hand was almost knocked off by Murong Fu's blade.

"Ah!" Yilin cried out in pain.

Her slender jade hands suddenly became red and swollen, and the sword she was holding was trembling constantly due to the pain.

"Sister Yilin!"

"Miss Yilin!"

Xiao Wu and Wan Yanping immediately retreated nervously to Yilin's side.

Even though Murong Fu's face was covered by a black cloth, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Lin Pingzhi's face became extremely ugly.

"Junior Sister." Lin Pingzhi shouted.

Xiaowu and Wanyanping immediately supported Yilin to Lin Pingzhi's side.

Lin Pingzhi handed Wang Yuyan over to Wan Yanping for support, and he gently took Yilin's hand.

Seeing the redness and swelling on it, Lin Pingzhi felt a little distressed.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon." Lin Pingzhi said to Yilin softly.

"Yeah." Yilin reluctantly said.

Lin Pingzhi carried the Divine Light Sutra on the palm of his hand, and then gently placed his palm on the back of Yilin's hand.

Yilin could only feel a gust of warm air constantly surging on the back of her hand, and the pain disappeared.

And also feel quite comfortable.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi feeling sorry for Yilin, Wang Yuyan felt a little disappointed.

She didn't even know that she was jealous because Lin Pingzhi treated Yilin so tenderly.

Or because Murong Fu never treats himself like Lin Pingzhi treats Yilin.

Wang Yuyan was very complicated.

She told herself that Master Mingyue was already accompanied by a beautiful woman, so she shouldn't think about what she had or what she didn't have.

What's more, my heart should be placed on my cousin.

But she also thought that when she was in Hangzhou, Lin Pingzhi's female companion was Mu Qing, and now she has changed again.

Wang Yuyan couldn't help thinking, Mr. Mingyue has so many beauties to accompany him, so I shouldn't be too many, right?

But soon Wang Yuyan scolded herself secretly.

Wang Yuyan, Wang Yuyan, what are you thinking?

Although Young Master Mingyue saved you twice, but after all, he has so many beauties as companions, and he does not lack you.

And you are the only cousin, so you must not let him down.

The tangled Wang Yuyan looked at Lin Pingzhi with a complicated look in her eyes.

Duan Yu saw that his third younger brother Su Mingyue was so close to Yilin, and he was also very envious in his heart.

It would be great if Miss Wang could let me get so close to her.

Thinking of this, Duan Yu couldn't help looking at Wang Yuyan.

But he saw Wang Yuyan looking at Lin Pingzhi with a complicated expression.

The matter between Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing can be regarded as having experienced love and hate in love.

He could tell at a glance that Wang Yuyan's complex look towards Lin Pingzhi contained some affection.

Even though it's only a little bit, it's something Duan Yu can't hope for.

Lin Pingzhi knew nothing about all this.

Yilin was also fascinated by Lin Pingzhi's care.

As for Wanyan Ping and Xiao Wu, they looked at Murong Fu angrily.

He even dared to hurt Mrs. Yilin, when the time comes, he will definitely let the master call him good-looking.

"Good boy, doesn't it hurt?" Lin Pingzhi gently squeezed Yilin's little hand.

The redness and swelling on Yilin's hand had disappeared, and it returned to be as smooth as white jade.

"Yeah." Yilin said softly.

She lowered her head in embarrassment.

After all, there are outsiders here, so I am a little shy.

If it was just Lin Pingzhi and her, she might have thrown herself into Lin Pingzhi's arms and kissed her.

Murong Fu had also been watching Lin Pingzhi's movements before.

Especially his cousin Wang Yuyan.

Although Murong Fu has great ambitions.

But in his opinion, his own queen's throne must belong to his cousin.

Moreover, the two grew up together, and their love is stronger than that of Jin Jian. He has never worried that his cousin will change her heart.

He also always felt that he was the best man in the world.

So no one can take Wang Yuyan away from him.

It was this kind of self-confidence that prevented him from showing any concern and care for Wang Yuyan.

Sometimes he even felt that Wang Yuyan would become a burden for him to revive Dayan.

But seeing Wang Yuyan looking at Lin Pingzhi with a complicated look at this moment, Murong Fu became jealous.

He had seen Su Mingyue in front of him before.

Only when he took Su Mingyue to meet his cousin did he have a chance to recover.

Unexpectedly, he actually wanted to snatch his cousin away from him.

Murong became angry again.

"Su Mingyue, quickly roll down and die!" Murong Fu stood with a saber in his hand.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi with killing intent.

Lin Pingzhi was not at all surprised that Murong Fu revealed his identity as Su Mingyue.

On the contrary, Yilin and the others were a little surprised.

However, they also heard that Lin Pingzhi's identity as Su Mingyue was well-known in the world, and many people knew about it.

So it is normal to be pointed out by the warrior of Xixia Yipin Hall in front of him.

Lin Pingzhi walked forward silently.

Murong Fu dared to hurt Yilin just now, but he has already broken his taboo.

"You are Li Yanzong?" Lin Pingzhi said.

He directly pointed out Murong Fu's disguised name.

Murong Fu was startled, this name was thought of by him not long ago.

It was just in case his cousin asked for his name, so he could give his name.

But I didn't expect to be pointed out by Lin Pingzhi's words.

Before Murong Fu could respond, Wang Yuyan stood up and showed her knowledge.

Even she herself didn't know whether she stood up to show something in front of Lin Pingzhi, or just wanted to express.

"Li Yanzong? Your surname is Li." Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu suspiciously. She felt that the figure of the man in front of her was familiar, and the voice was specially disguised. "The surname Li is the surname of the Xixia Kingdom, so you must be Xixia The royal family, why hide their heads and show their tails and dare not show their true colors?"

Facing Wang Yuyan's questioning, Murong Fu felt a little ugly.

"Hmph, is it important what I look like? Could it be that you think I'm handsome, so you want to see me?" Murong Futiao laughed.

He does boast himself to be handsome and unparalleled.

"You are so shameless!"