Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi said.

He flicked his finger.

An invisible internal force entered Han Xiao's body.

Han Xiao touched his body suspiciously.

He didn't notice any difference.

"Do you feel like nothing happened?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Han Xiao and smiled slightly.

Before the life and death talisman detonated by itself, there would be no sign of it.

Only people with advanced martial arts can detect a trace of abnormality in the veins.

But obviously, Han Xiao was not.

"Yes……"

Han Xiao lowered his head.

He was indeed as Lin Pingzhi said at the moment, feeling that nothing had happened.

But he had just finished speaking.

From his body, there was a piercing pain.

"Ah...Young Master, spare your life!"

Han Xiao hurriedly knelt on the ground.

The pain stops.

But Han Xiao was already covered in sweat.

Undoubtedly, Lin Pingzhi's methods really convinced him.

Likewise, Han Xiao became more determined to follow Lin Pingzhi's determination.

"Get up."

Lin Pingzhi gently raised his hand.

Using the Dragon Capture Technique, he controlled Han Xiao to stand up from the ground.

did these things.

Lin Pingzhi believed that Han Xiao would never dare to rebel.

Unless, he wants to die.

The [-] army led by Han Xiao was also the key to Lin Pingzhi's ability to leave the Golden Snake Camp with peace of mind.

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Huashan.

Lin Pingzhi didn't bring Shuang'er and other women with her.

The Golden Snake Camp might be their best choice.

Now Fuwei Escort, Yihong Courtyard, and Golden Snake Camp are the three major dens where his women gather!

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but be thankful that he had so many confidante friends by his side.

This is his greatest luck.

Stepping on the climbing path of Huashan Mountain.

Lin Pingzhi felt quite emotional.

My own life began to change from the moment I went to Mount Hua.

Down the mountain many times, in the rivers and lakes, he gained a great reputation.

He went up the mountain many times, but he also hid his own strength.

Now, he is actually no longer a Huashan disciple.

This time up the mountain.

Lin Pingzhi did not hide.

"Junior Brother Mo, hurry up!"

A familiar voice rang in Lin Pingzhi's ear.

He looked up slowly.

Mo Chezhao, Zhou Houxu and Lin Yi were all looking at Lin Pingzhi in astonishment.

"Little...Little Martial Uncle..."

Lin Yi covered his face and looked at Lin Pingzhi nervously.

He was terrified and was slapped in the face by Lin Pingzhi again.