Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi stopped Linghu Chong's sword with a smile on his face.

"The game is over." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

"Wu Shuang Wu Du, Ning's sword!"

The Weeping Blood Sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand stabbed directly at Linghu Chong's arm.

Linghu Chong quickly swung his sword to block it.

But his sword was directly bounced away.

With a "poof", the Weeping Blood Sword penetrated an inch into Linghu Chong's shoulder.

A little bit of blood has accumulated in the blood tank of the Weeping Blood Sword.

Linghu Chong was in pain, he hastily drew out his sword to stab Lin Pingzhi to death.

But Lin Pingzhi directly kicked Linghu Chong in the stomach.

Linghu Chong flew away in pain.

Lin Pingzhi's Weeping Blood Sword was also drawn.

Linghu Chong fell to the ground and began to howl.

Under the combined effect of the two tags, the blood on Linghu Chong's shoulder kept pouring out, and the double pain made his expression turn miserable.

"Eldest senior brother!" Lu Dayou hurried over to help Linghu Chong up.

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly used the Nine Suns Divine Art to force some sweat out of his forehead.

"Eighth Senior Brother, are you alright?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ying Luobai with a smile.

Ying Luobai felt that he was not used to Lin Pingzhi like this, but at this moment he also had a warm feeling in his heart.

Brother Lin used to draw his sword because he was afraid that senior brother would hurt me, but when senior brother became angry from embarrassment, he cared about himself the first time he won a difficult victory. Junior brother Lin has grown up.

"I'm fine." Ying Luobai said with a smile, he saw that Lin Pingzhi was sweating profusely on his forehead, "I see you are tired, please wipe off your sweat."

He thought to himself that Lin Pingzhi's relaxed appearance before was really not relaxed, and he was sweating profusely after the competition with the big brother.

"Thank you eighth brother." Lin Pingzhi laughed, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

Now that Linghu Chong has learned his lesson, it's time to act aggressive.

Lin Pingzhi put away the Weeping Blood Sword and walked towards Linghu Chong and Lu Dayou.

"Eldest Brother, Sixth Senior Brother." Lin Pingzhi said indifferently, "You provoke first, and you also tried to stab Eighth Senior Brother, Senior Brother, that's why Pingzhi was forced to take action. If there is any offence, please forgive me." Brother Haihan."

Linghu Chong became angry when he saw Lin Pingzhi like this, he was really unconvinced when he lost.

That sword was his own carelessness.

If he used enough strength, he would definitely not be able to shake the sword away, and naturally he would not be able to hurt himself.

The severe pain made Linghu Chong give up the urge to rush up again.

"Junior brother hides it very deeply." Linghu Chong looked at Lin Pingzhi viciously, "You even kept me out of it."

Lu Dayou looked at Lin Pingzhi with mixed feelings in his heart.

It seems that the identity of Huashan's strongest disciple is no longer Linghu Chong.

It was Lin Pingzhi who was the latest and youngest.

"Young brother is good at swordsmanship." Lu Dayou squeezed out a smile and said to Lin Pingzhi, "Just now senior brother was stabbed by you, I will take him to treat the wound."

Lin Pingzhi knew that his goal had been achieved, and he would be able to show a level even better than Linghu Chong in Huashan in the future.

"Senior Brother Six is ​​very true." Lin Pingzhi smiled, "Pingzhi still has something to do, so I won't accompany you any longer."

After speaking, Lin Pingzhi turned and left under the gaze of the three people.

This time no one dared to stop him from looking for his little ones.

Chapter 250 What a fat thing, little brother

When Lin Pingzhi walked into Yue Lingshan's room, he saw that all the staff had arrived.

Yue Lingshan, Yilin, Xiaowu and Wanyanping.

The moment Yilin saw Lin Pingzhi, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Brother." Yilin cried.

She threw herself directly into Lin Pingzhi's arms, buried her head in Lin Pingzhi's chest and burst into tears.

Yilin missed Lin Pingzhi very much. The moment she saw Lin Pingzhi, all the grievances in her heart turned into tears.

Xiao Wu and Wanyan Ping looked at each other, and chose not to speak.

There was relief in Yue Lingshan's eyes.

She had met Lin Pingzhi earlier, and her behavior was not much better than Yilin's.

"Good boy." Lin Pingzhi gently touched Yilin's head, and pressed a deep kiss on her forehead.

Yilin narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying Lin Pingzhi's kiss very much.