Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Facing the sound wave with astonishing attack and killing ability, Lin Pingzhi calmed down.

He raised his hand.

"Roar!"

Subduing Dragon Twenty-Eight Palms.

The sharp palm wind collided with Yinlang.

Both are dispersed in the air.

"Qingshang, calm down and listen to me." Lin Pingzhi looked at Lian Qingshang and shouted.

He really wanted to say that he was Mo Zunlou.

But now in the teahouse, there is a mess.

There were also many people who gathered around.

If you yell out directly, I am the Demon Zunlou.

I'm afraid this news will definitely spread widely.

But Lian Qingshang didn't care about it at all.

"Zheng!"

The piano sounded.

Responding to Lin Pingzhi was the Heavenly Demon Eight-Yin of the Qing Dynasty.

Lin Pingzhi repeated his old tricks, and every time he practiced the sound wave coming from Qing Shang, Lin Pingzhi blocked it.

Dongfang Qingling looked at Lin Pingzhi in puzzlement.

In her eyes, this woman in the yellow shirt named Lian Qingshang was fierce in her actions.

Every wave wanted to kill Lin Pingzhi.

But every time Lin Pingzhi made a move, he showed mercy.

Could it be that Lin Pingzhi was really fascinated by her?

Dongfang Qingling thought to herself.

At this time, Lian Qingshang was out of breath.

"It's impossible!" she exclaimed.

Lin Pingzhi, whom he met at the Fuwei Escort, did not have such strong martial arts.

She thought that she could avenge the Mo Zunlou if she understood the Heavenly Dragon Music.

I never thought about it, but every time I was stopped by Lin Pingzhi.

at this time.

Taking advantage of Lian Qingshang's failure to release the sound wave, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly transmitted the sound to Lian Qingshang's ears.

Lian Qingshang moved his ears.

The anger in her eyes dissipated immediately.

Then it turned into shock.

Then there is doubt.

In the end it turned into anger.

"Impossible, you are lying to me!"

She roared at Lin Pingzhi.

"Clearly!"

She flicked her fingers.

Surrounded by sound waves, Tianmoqin rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

"Ugh……"

Lin Pingzhi let out a long sigh.

Practicing Qingshang's brain is a bit hard to turn.

Sometimes I don't use my brain, and sometimes I like to use my brain too much.

She actually made up her mind to pretend to be a magician.

See Lian Qingshang refused to listen to his explanation.

Lin Pingzhi planned to subdue and practice the Qing Dynasty first.

He casually slapped the Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palms and scattered the sound waves.

At the same time step down a little.

In an instant, the whole person was in front of Lian Qingshang.