Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Xiao Wu said with a smile, she immediately wanted to climb down the boulder and go to Lin Pingzhi's side.

But Qu Wuyi pulled her back.

"Wait, something is wrong."

Qu Wuyi said coldly.

There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the arena.

The duel is over.

But these men in black stood there motionless.

All this is too unbelievable.

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, a little puzzled.

Ning Zhong also discovered this.

Holding the sword in her hand, she cautiously looked at the many men in black in front of her.

With Qiao Feng's support, Lin Pingzhi was about to leave here.

But at this moment, many blacks lifted their black masks.

Someone yelled directly.

"Su Mingyue! Take your life!"

Lin Ping glanced over.

This person turned out to be Ding Dian!

"Brother be careful!"

Ding Dian stabbed towards Lin Pingzhi with a sword technique of Liancheng.

"Roar!"

But what greeted him was indeed Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Ding Dian forcefully slammed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and flew backwards.

"Brother Ding!"

Someone jumped to catch him directly.

Lin Pingzhi also recognized him.

This person is Di Yun.

At this time, many people in the field stood on it.

Most of them are from Mongolia.

Lin Pingzhi took a step forward and laughed loudly.

"All of you are good at martial arts, why don't you report your names so that I will know who you are!"

he said with a smile.

Just when Lin Pingzhi's voice just fell.

A Tubo monk stepped forward directly.

He made a Buddhist salute to Lin Pingzhi.

After all, Lin Pingzhi and Lin Pingzhi are also old acquaintances.

"The poor monk, the national teacher of the Mongolian kingdom, the Great Wheel Ming King, Jiumozhi!"

Behind him, many Mongolian people gathered.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Jiumozhi with a sneer on his face.

"Heh, I didn't expect you to go to Mongolia to become the national teacher of Laoshizi." His words were full of sarcasm.

Jiumozhi just smiled and didn't speak.

Now his side is stronger, there is no need to argue with Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the person behind him.

That man Pian Pian looks quite suave and suave.

There is a tear mole in the corner of the eye.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

But Lin Pingzhi knew the other people who took off the black cloth behind Jiumozhi.

Ding Dian, Di Yun.

"Who are you?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Mr. Pianpian.

The handsome young man smiled.