Mistress, I am a real gentleman

He was praised by the young master Mingyue in front of him.

Why is there joy in my heart?Also shy?

Lin Qishuang asked puzzledly.

It is not that Tianxiang women cannot intermarry with other people.

It's just that the other party's identity and background must be clean, and they must treat themselves wholeheartedly.

Thinking of this, Lin Qishuang looked at Lin Pingzhi quietly.

She knew the rumors about this Young Master Mingyue.

Merry is synonymous with him.

Compared with the high strength of martial arts, it is shocking.

The woman beside him was no less handsome than Xiangshuai Chu Liuxiang.

In Tianxiang Valley, many disciples of Tianxiang even compared him with Chu Liuxiang.

As a result, he was even better.

Asked the reason, only said that he is more real.

Lin Pingzhi was naturally unaware of all this.

"Girl, let's go out."

"Ah."

Lin Qishuang nodded slightly.

When they came to the deck, the big ships were already very close to the coast.

On the shore, a group of monks stood on it.

Behind them, there is a group of captives.

It's those ninjas.

"People from South Shaolin are here." Lin Pingzhi looked at the people from South Shaolin and said.

When he killed Liu Shengmingyue earlier, he completed the task.

The task rewards him with the Mercy Sword Technique.

In Southern Shaolin, there is this kind of compassionate sword technique.

However, Lin Pingzhi planned to use Mo Zunlou's identity with a knife.

Therefore, Su Mingyue's identity will not be displayed for this compassionate sword technique.

Taking advantage of Lin Qishuang's inattention, Lin Pingzhi began to plan to smelt Guiwan.

"Smelt ghost pills into Lengyue Baodao."

"Ding, the smelting is successful, and I have obtained a new magic weapon: Lengyue Ghost Knife."

In Lin Pingzhi's mind, the appearance of Leng Yue Ghost Sword appeared.

The cold moon sword that was originally like a crescent moon has become less curved.

But it is not as straight as a Fuso knife.

The thickness of the blade has not changed, but the color has changed to Onimaru's black.

It seemed that in addition to the chill, there was also a gloomy and evil intention.

Lin Pingzhi was quite satisfied with this.

After all, Mo Zunlou's identity is the way of magic.

Even if it is a magic way, it would be better if the knife used is a little weirder.

"Young Master Mingyue." Seeing that Lin Pingzhi remained silent, Lin Qishuang asked, "How do you think the Japanese pirates on those other ships should be dealt with?"

The Japanese pirates on those ships still don't know that Yagyu Mingyue is dead.

Between the big boats, the side of the boat is too high.

Dead bodies and pools of blood lay, they could not see.

"Based on Shaolin Temple's consistent style, they might let the Japanese pirates go after saving the townspeople." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

Lin Qishuang frowned.

Although she is not a bloodthirsty person.

But she couldn't stand what those Japanese pirates did to the townspeople.

Let them go like this, what about the dead townspeople?

What about those insulted women?

"I hate what Shaolin does, they are all fake good people." Lin Qishuang said with a frown.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Lin Qishuang's admiring profile.

It was really unexpected that Lin Qishuang dared to say such a thing.

Shaolin and Wudang are the two great masters of martial arts.

Whether it is South Shaolin or North Shaolin.

People in the rivers and lakes, no matter good or bad, have to give some face.

Lin Qishuang, as a disciple of Tianxiang Valley, would be fine if he said this to other disciples of Tianxiang Valley in private.

But now she told Lin Pingzhi these words.

She really believed in Lin Pingzhi too much.

After Lin Qishuang finished speaking, she felt a little regretful.

Just now she didn't treat Lin Pingzhi as an outsider at all.

So that she said whatever came to her mind.

Looking back now, she couldn't help but feel scared in her heart.

Even that beautiful face became pale.

In Fujian, Shaolin Temple is undoubtedly the authority.

As the Young Sect Leader of Tianxiang Valley, if these words spread, at least he will be removed from his status as the Young Sect Leader, and at worst, he may be expelled from Tianxiang Valley.

When Lin Pingzhi saw Lin Qishuang's face, he roughly knew that Lin Qishuang was aware of the seriousness of the problem.

"Huh? What did you just say? I couldn't hear the sea breeze too loudly." Lin Pingzhi said suspiciously.

Lin Qishuang couldn't help laughing coquettishly when he saw Lin Pingzhi's serious appearance.

This smile made Lin Pingzhi go crazy for a moment.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi staring at him in a daze, Lin Qishuang blushed.

She buried her head deeply, pinched the corner of her clothes with green fingers, and shyly called out: "Young Master Mingyue."

This soft moan also woke Lin Pingzhi up.

With an embarrassed smile on his face, he scratched the back of his head.

"Just thinking about something, I was in a daze."

Lin Qishuang was amused by Lin Pingzhi and laughed again.

She had never been with a man before, and she just felt that every moment she spent with Lin Pingzhi on this big ship was very happy.

Perhaps this is happiness?

Lin Qishuang himself had no answer.

She still doesn't know what love is.

"Do you want those Japanese pirates to die?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Lin Qishuang affectionately.

Lin Qishuang was at a loss for a moment.

His gaze was too straightforward, which made the young head of Tianxiang Valley startled.

She didn't know why Lin Pingzhi asked such a question.

But she didn't want to refuse to answer Lin Pingzhi's question from the bottom of her heart, nor did she want to lie.

"I think." Lin Qishuang nodded without thinking.

She witnessed how the Japanese pirates treated those townspeople.

Thinking about it now, she was still a little scared.

If she hadn't been outstanding in appearance and was left for Liu Shengmingyue, she might not be able to resist so many Japanese pirates despite swearing to the death.

In the end, it will still be humiliated.

Listen to Lin Qishuang's answer.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly had an answer in his heart.

The Japanese pirates cannot be allowed to dock safely.

Although after landing, there are people from South Shaolin, and the Japanese pirates run away, they can't run away.

But those big monks will definitely stop me from killing them.

It means to say that God has the virtue of good life, everyone is equal before the Buddha, and he puts down the butcher knife and becomes a Buddha immediately.

Lin Pingzhi didn't want to hear such nonsense.

Therefore, he intends to do it in advance.

There is still about half an hour before landing.

Most of the townspeople in Putian Town are fishermen. Although this kind of big boat has never been used, at least they all have it in common.

So Lin Pingzhi didn't care. After killing the Japanese pirates, no one would sail the boat.

"wait for me a while."

Lin Pingzhi said softly.

With that said, he walked into the cockpit.

When the flag bearer who sailed saw Lin Pingzhi coming in, he immediately knelt and kowtowed.

For him, Lin Pingzhi controls his life and death.

But before he knelt down, Lin Pingzhi pulled out the Weeping Blood Sword.

It was just an understatement of the sword, and the standard bearer died.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi with disbelief.

You obviously did as you were told, why did you still want to kill me?

The standard-bearer wanted to ask, but he couldn't.

For Lin Pingzhi, there was only one reason for killing him.

Because he is not Chinese.

Putting away the Weeping Blood Sword, Lin Pingzhi came to Lin Qishuang's side again.

Lin Qishuang didn't ask what Lin Pingzhi was doing.

None of this matters.

Lin Pingzhi looked back at the dozens of large boats full of townspeople behind him, and said softly.

"I'll take you to kill."