Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He joined forces with Lu Zhang Ke to block Lin Pingzhi's assassination of Kublai Khan.

But Lin Pingzhi wounded his two senior brothers.

He was afraid of Lin Pingzhi.

However, the death of Luzhangke plunged him into endless anger.

Most of the fear of Lin Pingzhi dissipated.

"Lin Pingzhi, return my senior brother's life!"

Crane Biweng shouted at Lin Pingzhi.

He summoned the internal force in his palm, and with a palm of Xuanming God, he rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi had a confident smile on his face.

He is waiting for He Biweng's mysterious divine palm!

On the opposite side, Zhao Min's eyes froze.

There was a hint of mockery on her face.

She had already guessed Lin Pingzhi's thoughts.

But she was sure that Lin Pingzhi couldn't guess her thoughts!

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"stop!"

Zhao Min shouted loudly.

He Biweng was about to blast out the Xuanming Divine Palm.

When Zhao Min called to stop, he took it back.

He and Lu Zhangke couldn't stay with Kublai Khan any longer.

It was reused by Zhao Min.

If you don't listen to Zhao Min's words.

If Zhao Min is useless here, then he is a crane penman, the world is so big that there is no room for him.

"The county lord."

He Biweng walked to Zhao Min's side, he nodded slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He hated Lin Pingzhi.

But when Zhao Min spoke, he had to listen.

Lin Pingzhi frowned slightly.

Zhao Min stopped He Biweng and let his plans come to an end.

"What? Do you even want to stop your subordinates from avenging senior brother?"

Lin Pingzhi joked.

If Crane Biweng came over, he could deliberately fight hundreds of rounds with Crane Biweng.

Let Song Yuanqiao and the others have some breathing time.

Zhao Min's expression was very calm.

Like Lin Pingzhi's words, they couldn't touch her emotions at all.

"Lin Pingzhi, don't waste your time. How can I not know your little thoughts? Don't you just want to delay the time and wait for the righteous people behind you to recover their internal strength?"

A playful smile appeared on Zhao Min's face.

She knew what Lin Pingzhi was thinking.

But she is not in a hurry, she wants to have fun with Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's face was a little ugly.

He looked at Zhao Min and asked in a deep voice:

"How are you doing?"

If there are righteous people behind him, they cannot be rescued successfully.

His reputation may also be ruined.

"I'm waiting for your words!"

Zhao Min put away the paper fan he was fanning in his hand, with a smug look on his face.

Although she is resourceful.

But after all, he is young.

Lin Pingzhi, the famous son of Mingyue, was eaten to death.

She is naturally a little proud.