Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Hundreds of officers and soldiers died on the ground.

No wonder the blood flows into the stream.

Going down the river, Lin Pingzhi saw it.

There are nearly a thousand people left, staring at the three of them.

The three of them didn't look well either.

The leading man's chest rose and fell obviously.

Constantly panting.

Presumably some lack of physical strength.

The middle-aged man with clenched fists had a knife mark on his abdomen.

Obviously hit hard.

It's the mature woman.

There seemed to be no injuries on the body.

Just some blood.

Clothes were also dyed red.

The pair (.people.) also breathed heavily.

Not right ups and downs.

For a moment, Lin Ping couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Xia Qingqing hid behind a tree.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi didn't respond.

Some poked their heads out curiously.

When she saw those three people.

Immediately exclaimed.

"Big Chen!"

Lin Pingzhi was shocked.

What the hell!

exposed!

The two sides that were originally at war.

All eyes were on Lin Pingzhi and Xia Qingqing.

The leading man stared.

When he saw Lin Pingzhi.

Also froze for a moment.

He doesn't know this man.

But when he saw Xia Qingqing.

What I originally wanted to say.

Immediately took it back.

He didn't want Xia Qingqing to be involved.

The young man obviously didn't look good in martial arts.

I'm afraid I can't protect Xia Qingqing.

After all, there are so many Qing troops here.

But he doesn't shout.

It doesn't mean others don't shout.

When the middle-aged man clenched his fist, he saw Xia Qingqing.

Hastily shouted:

"Madam Yuan, run!"

The mature woman's complexion changed.

I want to scold my husband.

But it was too late.

The leader of the Qing army heard the shouts of the middle-aged man.

My mind spins rapidly.

He looked at Xia Qingqing.