Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

The arm quickly returned to its original shape.

But it's too late.

A cold light flashed across Gong Jiu's eyes.

I felt a chill on my neck.

Just this moment.

Lin Pingzhi's sword cut off Gong Jiu's head.

Gong Jiu was a little puzzled.

Why can't his body move?

His head fell to the ground, he blinked his eyes, and then his eyeballs protruded, and he died with regret.

After killing Gong Jiu, Lin Pingzhi leaned on the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade and panted heavily.

Although he was unscathed, the confrontation with Gong Jiu put too much pressure on him.

He had thought about whether to use Beiming Divine Art to absorb Gong Jiu's internal energy.

But he found that if he wrapped his hands around it directly.

I'm afraid that Gong Jiu's sword will fall, and he will not be able to withstand it.

Facing an opponent like Gong Jiu.

Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to take advantage of the defensive power of the snake armor and the golden bell cover iron shirt lightly.

To test Gong Jiu's attack power.

After all, Gong Jiu's strength is almost equal to his.

Gong Jiu would die at his hands, just because Gong Jiu was too careless.

He regards fighting as playing a game.

Fortunately, it was Lin Pingzhi who fought with him.

If it is replaced by Ren Woxing.

I'm afraid Gong Jiu will kill Ren Woxing while he's playing this game.

"Ping'er!"

Ning Zhong hurried over.

When Lin Pingzhi fought against Gong Jiu earlier.

She couldn't help at all.

Only now that Lin Pingzhi had taken down Gong Jiu, she dared to go over.

Ren Yingying also rushed over.

She is nervous about her lover.

Ren Woxing looked at Gong Jiu's body and felt very uncomfortable.

He realized that his martial arts were not as good as he imagined, capable of dominating the world.

Now he is too weak.

Tong Baixiong was a little excited.

Gong Jiu died.

It means that his family can survive.

Supported by Ning Zhongze, Lin Pingzhi got up slowly.

He walked towards Gong Jiu's seat.

Although I suspect that the female corpse is Dongfang Qingling.

But Lin Pingzhi still had the idea of ​​fluke.

He hoped not.

The female corpse on the ground was dressed in red, beyond recognition.

Lin Pingzhi was a little uncertain, he looked around vigilantly.

The height seems to be a bit different.

Especially the location of the Dongfang Qing Lingzang steel plate.

At this time there is no steel plate, it seems that the woman in red on the ground is much smaller than Dongfang Qingling.

"It shouldn't be her..."

Lin Pingzhi felt a little lucky.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that Dongfang Qingling is not dead.