Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Play whisk?

You are far worse than Mochou!

"whispering sound!"

The blade trembled.

A cold light flashed.

The steel needles turned into dust were swept away with a light sweep.

Yu Zhenzi fell to the ground, watching this scene in astonishment.

He didn't expect that his ultimate move would be dealt with so lightly.

Yu Mako panicked.

"Brother Murong, poison! Quickly release the poison!"

He hurriedly looked at Murong Jingyue beside him.

However, he turned around.

saw.

It was Murong Jingyue's sword.

There was a "poof".

Murong Jingyue's sword pierced Yu Zhenzi's throat.

Blood splattered.

Murong Jingyue shot, all over his face.

Red words shot.

Yu Mako's eyes were full of confusion.

He doesn't understand.

Why did Murong Jingyue want to kill him?

Hu Fei's death also has something to do with him.

Killing himself, what good is he doing?

This was Yu Mako's last thought.

His mouth quivered and opened slightly.

Want to speak, but can't speak.

There was a "click".

Murong Jingyue pulled the sword out of Yu Zhenzi's throat.

He turned around slowly, lowered his head, and said to Lin Pingzhi:

"My lord, Murong was just a stopgap measure before. Hu Fei was killed by Yu Zhenzi that day! In order to kill Yu Zhenzi unexpectedly, Murong made this plan."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Murong Jingyue indifferently.

He didn't move.

Still pointing at the long sword obliquely.

The eyes are surprisingly gentle.

"Is it?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

"My lord, please spare me! Everything Murong said is true! I absolutely dare not deceive you in the slightest!"

Murong Jingyue knelt down on his knees in fright.

Kowtow to Lin Pingzhi.

At first, he just wanted Yu Zhenzi to explore Lin Pingzhi's strength.

Originally, I wanted to use Yu Mako as a shield.

To let myself escape.

But just now Lin Ping's sword blocked Yu Zhenzi's ultimate move.

Murong Jingyue knew it.

Escape hard, there is no escape!

So he took the initiative to kill Yu Zhenzi.

Just for Lin Pingzhi to relax his vigilance a little bit.

"Murong Jingyue, Murong Jingyue, don't you guys with the surname Murong love to flirt so much?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Murong Jingyue and asked.