Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Yes, Mistress!"

Lin Pingzhi responded without hesitation.

With Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou, and Ning Zhongze's departure.

Yue Lingshan grabbed Lin Pingzhi who wanted to go back to rest.

"Xiao Linzi, come here!"

She dragged Lin Pingzhi over.

"Tomorrow's arena, what do you mean?"

Yue Lingshan stared at Lin Pingzhi with wide eyes.

Lin Pingzhi told Yue Lingshan about the previous arrangement in the main hall.

As a result, Yue Lingshan's eyes were filled with tears.

"Xiao Linzi, don't go, there are so many of them!"

Facing Yue Lingshan's tears, Lin Pingzhi also felt very distressed.

But he knew it was useless to explain.

He directly hugged Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan kept patting Lin Pingzhi's chest.

"Xiao Linzi, you still have to fight in the ring tomorrow, you can't do it! You can't do it anymore!" She begged.

She was afraid that Lin Pingzhi would spend too much energy tonight, and he would not be able to compete in the arena tomorrow.

"Don't worry, sister."

Lin Pingzhi whispered in Yue Lingshan's ear.

Immediately afterwards, amidst Yue Lingshan's exclamation.

The two engage in another action that Big Numbers sites are not allowed to depict.

Ning Zhong, who was in the next room, listened to the voice next door.

Her eyes were full of helplessness.

"Why is Ping'er so powerful?"

she muttered to herself.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Ning Zhong thought of Lin Pingzhi's appearance in the bath.

She was ashamed and angry in her heart, with anger on her face, she scolded herself.

"Ning Zhongze, how can you be so shameless?"

With a reproach to myself.

Ningzhong gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, the person she was lingering with was something she didn't dare to think about on weekdays.

Perhaps only in her dream, she has the courage to do things that she would not dare to do on weekdays.

Early next morning.

Yue Lingshan was still falling asleep.

Lin Pingzhi walked out of the room refreshed.

He went to the kitchen alone.

Originally, he wanted to find something to eat last night.

But he was disturbed by Linghu Chong.

It made Lin Pingzhi unable to eat until now.

Along the way, everyone Lin Pingzhi met greeted Lin Pingzhi.

to the kitchen.

Jiang Wu, Zhen Fugui, Lin Yi, Zhou Houxu, Mo Chezhao and others sat at a table and had breakfast.

Zhen Fugui is still so fat.

But hands and feet are faster.

I saw Jiang Wu gobbling it up, making Zhen Fugui half dead.

"Jiang Wu, eat your own, don't steal mine!" Zhen Fugui said aggrievedly.

Jiang Wu had a steamed bun stuffed into his mouth and held two more in his hand.

He said vaguely to Zhen Fugui: "You are so fat, don't eat."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yi and the others laughed.

Only Zhen Fugui was full of anger.

"cough."

Lin Pingzhi coughed lightly.

Lin Yi saw Lin Pingzhi immediately.

"Little Master!" He shouted hastily.

When everyone heard that Lin Pingzhi was coming, they immediately looked at Lin Pingzhi respectfully.

Zhen Fugui didn't care about grabbing his own steamed buns, and directly saluted Lin Pingzhi.

His master Gao Genming told him about Lin Pingzhi's deeds.

In addition to the previous encounters of Lin Yi and others.

He was also terrified of Lin Pingzhi.

When Jiang Wu saw Lin Pingzhi, he gulped and swallowed the whole steamed bun.

The steamed bun was not chewed, it was directly stuck in his throat.

"No no no!"

He clutched his throat and struggled constantly.

Lin Yi quickly filled a bowl of porridge and passed it to Jiang Wu.

But Jiang Wu struggled too fiercely, and he overturned the porridge directly.

Lin Pingzhi was helpless.

These days, there are still people who choke on food.

But he got it.

If he waited any longer, Jiang Wu might be choked to death.

Lin Pingzhi walked to Jiang Wu's side.

He pointed the sword in Jiang Wu's abdomen.

Jiang Wu only felt a gust of air gushing from his lower abdomen.

And go straight up.

The steamed bun stuck in the throat was pushed out directly.

Jiang Wu quickly grabbed the steamed bun that he spat into the air.

Keep stuffing it in your mouth.

The others felt a little disgusted looking at it.

But Jiang Wu bowed to Lin Pingzhi with satisfaction, as a thank you to Lin Pingzhi.

In his view, waste is shameful.

Lin Pingzhi ate some breakfast, and then brought some to Yue Lingshan.

Next, he was going to practice Jianping.

There, the ring has already been set up.

On the training ground, a large circle was drawn.

Flags were flying on both sides.

Near Huashan, Ningzhong sat in the main seat.

Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou stood on both sides of him.

The two sides are lined up in turn, which belong to Huashan Mountain.

Lin Pingzhi was wearing the uniform of Huashan's direct disciple, carrying the long sword of Huashan's direct disciple, and walked to the middle of Jianjianping.

In front of him were all men in black.

It seems that none of them want to reveal their identities.

Lin Pingzhi didn't think of this either.

Originally, he planned to rely on his own understanding of the plot.

Put the awesome ones in.

Those who are not good, just send them away.

Now it seems that it is difficult to do.

Liang Fa stood aside at this time.

He read the rules aloud.

"This time, in order to select people who can wait for the summit of Huashan to watch the duel, Lin Pingzhi, a disciple of Huashan, will set up the arena here. Those who can win the others, or can get his approval, will be held on August [-]th. Climb to the top of Mount Hua and watch the duel."

Liang Fa's voice just fell.

Among the crowd of men in black, someone shouted.

"What if you accidentally kill him?"

Hearing this, Liang Fa didn't know how to answer.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

Being able to ask such a question is obviously very confident in his martial arts.

"It's up to you to kill me, even if that's the case, then I won't show mercy."

Lin Pingzhi's words made everyone burst into laughter.

There may be some people who saw Lin Pingzhi defeat Huyan Dazang yesterday.

But they didn't make a sound.

For them, the number of people who can reach the top of Mount Hua is limited.

Don't tell Lin Pingzhi's strength.

Maybe they have a chance?

But those who didn't see Lin Pingzhi's attack didn't think so.

"Little baby, are you weaned? How dare you put on the ring here at such a young age?"

A man in black taunted.

There was no anger on Lin Pingzhi's face.

In his opinion, there may be masters here.

But definitely not much.

But real masters don't talk so much.

Everyone saw that Lin Pingzhi did not refute.

His eyes were full of teasing.

"Is this Lin Pingzhi out of fright?"

"If you want me to say, Huashan sent such a young child out, it really looks down on us!"

"That's right, it would be the same if Yue Buqun came out to set up the ring."

"What is Lin Pingzhi, just a child with a yellow mouth."

Under the discussion of the crowd, a man in black who had not spoken before asked at this time.

"If you win, will your Huashan faction obey?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse, obviously he didn't want anyone to recognize his identity.

"The old man testifies that the Huashan faction will keep its promise."

A white shadow slowly fell from the sky.

Standing firmly beside Ning Zhongze.

"Anyone have any concerns?"