Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Liu Fufeng's shouts couldn't help but amused Lin Qishuang and Lin Pingzhi.

"Okay." Lin Pingzhi gently pushed Lin Qishuang away from his embrace.

He gently wiped away the tears on Lin Qishuang's cheeks.

"It's almost time, go back quickly, your master and junior sisters are waiting for you."

Lin Qishuang nodded, and she looked at Lin Pingzhi with affectionate eyes.

"Mingyue, do you know?" Lin Qishuang's eyes showed nostalgia, "Tianxiang is my home. When I succeeded to the head of Tianxiang, I vowed not to marry for life and to develop Tianxiang Valley, but now I find that you and Tianxiang Valley is just as important, I will wait for you in Tianxiang Valley."

Lin Pingzhi felt a little heavy.

He is not just Lin Qishuang a woman.

And he has a job to do.

It is impossible to live in seclusion in Tianxiang Valley and accompany Lin Qishuang all the time.

Although this is true, he couldn't bear to tell Lin Qishuang.

"Don't worry, stay in Tianxiang Valley well, I will find you." Lin Pingzhi stroked Lin Qishuang's face and smiled.

Lin Qishuang held Lin Pingzhi's hand, reluctantly.

It seemed that she wanted to remember the feeling of Lin Pingzhi touching her.

"I'm leaving, Mingyue, I'll wait for you in Tianxiang!" Lin Qishuang said softly.

She gritted her teeth and turned her head reluctantly.

In mid-air, her tears fell.

Lin Pingzhi stretched out his hand to catch her tears.

Tears fell on Lin Pingzhi's hands, which looked crystal clear under the sunlight.

Lin Qishuang had already left.

Lin Pingzhi didn't move yet, he just stood there silently, looking at Lin Qishuang's background.

Although his time is tight.

But not bad for a while.

During this period, Lin Qishuang looked back at Lin Pingzhi several times, and waved to him.

Lin Pingzhi could feel her reluctance.

Wait until you can no longer see anyone in front of you.

In the original place, only Lin Ping was left, and fifteen large ships with thousands of corpses behind them.

Under the effect of the disguise technique, Lin Pingzhi's face gradually changed from Su Mingyue's to Chonglou's.

The clothes also changed from white to black.

The Weeping Blood Sword is stored in the system space.

Instead, it was the Leng Yue Ghost Saber on its back.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi's entire temperament underwent a major change.

"System, I want to kill someone." Lin Pingzhi said softly.

Or those ninjas were rescued, causing Lin Pingzhi's displeasure.

Or the persecution by Xuannan and others aroused Lin Pingzhi's anger.

Or Lin Qishuang's return to Tianxiang Valley caused Lin Pingzhi's grief.

Lin Pingzhi's heart was full of killing intent.

He wants to vent his emotions.

Although he was reborn, his actual age was only in his early 20s.

In this world for a year, he has killed many people and saved many people.

He has experienced a lot, and he has a mature mind that does not match his age.

"Ding, get a new side mission, mission content: Kill all the people the host wants to kill in Putian Town."

The system beep sounded.

Just after releasing the task, it fell into silence again.

"Thank you."

Lin Pingzhi said softly.

For this task, Lin Pingzhi did not expect rewards.

Just want to have an excuse, an excuse to kill.

The system rewarded the compassionate sword technique for killing Liu Shengmingyue earlier.

Just right, this time let those monks die under the merciless sword technique of mercy.

Pull out the Lengyue Ghost Knife on his back, even though the sun is shining brightly, the cold air from the Leng Yue Ghost Knife is still compelling.

Lin Pingzhi walked slowly towards Putian Town.

Putian Town.

The monks from Shaolin Temple escorted the townspeople back to Putian Town.

The townspeople thanked the monks one after another.

"Thank you masters for escorting."

"There are masters in Fujian, we can sit back and relax!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you..."

Next to Yin Ergou, a monk who seemed to be the leader made a Buddhist salute to the townspeople with clasped hands.

"The benefactors are too polite, this is what our Shaolin Temple should do, everyone go home quickly."

After the words fell, the townspeople rushed to their homes one after another.

Yin Ergou looked at the Japanese pirate ninja they were escorting with hatred.

"Brother, what about these Japanese pirates?" Yin Ergou asked.

In his thinking, killing them all would be enough to relieve his anger!

"Take it back to the temple, and listen to the abbot's instructions." The monk glanced at the ninjas whose hands and feet were bound.

Yin Ergou was a little reluctant, he said angrily.

"Brother, they killed so many townspeople, so many Han Chinese! Let's just kill them! Why bother bringing them back!"

It seems that among the ninjas there are existences who can understand Chinese.

After listening to Yin Ergou's words, they all glared at Yin Ergou.

Because Yin Ergou wanted to kill them.

Hearing Yin Ergou's words, the monk quickly scolded.

"Ergou, your idea is wrong. Uncle Xuannan said that if we kill them, what difference will our Shaolin Temple have from Japanese pirates?"

Yin Ergou bowed his head silently.

He always felt that what the monk said was wrong.

How could Shaolin Temple be like Japanese pirates?

Japanese pirates did a lot of evil.

Doesn't Buddhism often say that the smiling Buddha also has the wrath of the Vajra?

Why can't Shaolin show the wrath of King Kong and kill these Japanese pirates directly?

Yin Ergou was puzzled.

This is not his original intention to join Shaolin.

Joining Shaolin and learning martial arts, he just wanted to kill Japanese pirates better.

But I have learned martial arts, but I can't kill Japanese pirates, why is that?

Yin Ergou was puzzled.

He looks into the distance.

There was a person walking slowly towards this side.

He held a blackened knife in his hand.

The sun shone on it, as if it had been swallowed up by darkness.

And that person's face, he had never seen before.

"Brother." Yin Ergou patted the shoulder of the monk lightly.

With an impatient tone, the monk didn't even look at Yin Ergou.

"Ergou, stop talking, these Japanese pirates cannot be killed."

Seeing that the monk had misunderstood, Yin Ergou hurriedly shouted.

"It's not Senior Brother. Look at that person, is he not a good person?"

He pointed in the direction where Lin Pingzhi came, feeling a little puzzled.

The monk looked towards Lin Pingzhi.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi's eyes were blood red, his expression was cold and full of killing intent.

Especially the Lengyue Ghost Saber in his hand, the monk was surprised when he saw it.

He knows that the visitor is not good!

"Shaolin disciples, form an Arhat stick formation!"

The monk shouted loudly.

Arhat stick array, with the eighteen Arhats as the benchmark.

At least 18 people are required to cast it.

can be incremented.

The highest, it can be cast by 180 Shaolin monks at the same time.

To deal with a group of enemies, 180 Shaolin monks' Arhat stick formation can break through a thousand people!

With a loud shout from the monk.

Other monks from Shaolin Temple responded one after another.

"Yes! Formation!"

180 monks from Shaolin Temple laid down their Arhat sticks one after another.

They waited for Lin Pingzhi to approach.

"Ergou, look at those Japanese pirates!" the monk shouted.

Yin Ergou was stunned for a moment, then stepped back.

He didn't understand why the seniors didn't kill the Japanese pirates, but instead used the Arhat array to deal with their own people.

That man is obviously not a Japanese pirate, and his sword is not a Fusang sword.