Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Don't be afraid." Lin Pingzhi's voice rang softly in Lian Qingshang's ear.

Lian Qingshang opened his eyes, he saw Lin Pingzhi's smile.

"Brother Mozun, are you alright?" Lian Qingshang couldn't believe it.

But the facts are in front of you.

There is nothing wrong with him.

The Dragon and Tiger Recovery Pill restored him to his best condition.

Even the scars on his body are gone.

Of course, Lin Pingzhi will not tell anyone about this incredible thing.

Lin Pingzhi gently put his arms around Lian Qingshang's waist and stood up.

Lian Qingshang's face was a little shy.

This was the first time her Mozun brother hugged her.

Holding the piano, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Fang Sheng's eyes were full of shock, he looked at Lin Pingzhi in puzzlement, and asked, "Have you recovered?"

His voice trembled, and he couldn't believe that this was in front of him.

Lin Pingzhi squinted at Fang Sheng, his eyes full of disdain.

"Thank you, you did it," he said softly.

Everyone couldn't believe it at all.

What is Fang Sheng playing well?

With a powerful vajra palm, how the hell can you beat a dying person back to life?

Who dares to try this?

Maybe, one palm would kill him!

Fang Sheng's lips trembled.

"Don't talk nonsense! You are just resisting!"

Chapter 430 Seven Revenge for a Gentleman, Ten Years Are Not Too Late

Fang Sheng couldn't believe it at all.

He obviously didn't hold back his powerful Vajra Palm.

How could it be possible to heal him with one palm.

He determined that Lin Pingzhi was returning to the light and resisting stubbornly.

The corners of Lin Pingzhi's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of amusement.

Previously, the two fought nearly a thousand.

Killed eight hundred.

Now there are less than 200 people left, although their martial arts are all excellent.

But I am full.

Are you afraid that they will all be injured?

"Want to die?" Lin Pingzhi flicked the Leng Yue Ghost Saber.

A condensed saber energy shot towards Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng was shocked.

But at this moment, how could he not be at the end of his battle?

"puff!"

Fang Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"Master Fang Sheng!"

Taoist Tianmen and Lu Jinrong immediately helped Fang Sheng up.

Xue Muhua also hurried over to check Fang Sheng's injuries.

With a solemn expression, he took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it in for Fang Sheng.

"Master Fang Sheng, you have been seriously injured. The pill is to suppress the sword energy in your body. Your injury will take a long time to recuperate."

Fang Sheng blinked his eyes.

He dared not speak.

Because once you open your mouth, you will move your whole body with one hair.

His body would immediately be ravaged by Lin Pingzhi's berserk saber energy.

Resulting in death.