Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He wanted to see how much it had changed from the original book.

"Yes!"

"Where are the beggar gang members taken?"

"Tianning Temple twenty miles to the west."

"Where did the man and woman I asked earlier go?"

Lin Pingzhi confirmed that there was little difference.

So now he's off to the mill.

Come to hide from the rain.

Secondly, Duan Yu cannot be allowed to see Wang Yuyan's body.

If this Murong Fu pretends to be Li Yanzong again.

Lin Pingzhi was interested in playing with Murong Fu.

So that he can know what it means that there is a heaven and there are people and there are people!

When that person was asked by Lin Pingzhi, he didn't know how to answer for an instant.

"I don't know, we lost it too." He said hastily.

The longing for life made him dare not hide anything about Lin Pingzhi's problem.

Lin Pingzhi looked at him coldly.

"Since you don't know, then you can die." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

He loosened his foot slightly.

Just when the man seized this opportunity and desperately wanted to escape, Lin Pingzhi swung his sword directly.

"Chong."

Lin Pingzhi retracted his sword.

A bloody human head fell to the ground.

Blood and rain fused together.

The man's body fell straight down.

Yilin felt a little unbearable in her eyes.

"Brother, he is no longer a threat to us, why kill him?" Yilin asked.

She was a disciple of Mount Hengshan before, and she was a monk who believed in Buddhism.

Even if it's vulgar.

There are also deep-seated beliefs.

Before she killed them decisively, it was because Lin Pingzhi was nervous, and those people wanted to kill them.

But the person Lin Pingzhi killed just now was already unarmed, and he was no longer a threat to them.

"If he doesn't die, we will be in trouble if we move in to rescue soldiers." Lin Pingzhi explained.

If the wickedness brings people here, it will be difficult to solve.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's explanation, Yilin couldn't help but feel that she was wrong about Lin Pingzhi.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

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"Fool, where did I come from, I'm sorry."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yilin dotingly.

He gently wiped away the rainwater from Yilin's forehead.

"I, Lin Pingzhi, claim that I am not a good person." Lin Pingzhi said, "But I am not a person who kills indiscriminately. I will not kill the truly unarmed, old, weak, women and children."

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Yilin nodded.

It was indeed as Lin Pingzhi said.

If the samurai from Xixia Yipintang went back to report the letter.

When the time comes to bring people, they will be even more troublesome.

And Yilin just couldn't bear it.

He didn't mean to blame Lin Pingzhi.

For Yilin.

She believes in Buddhism.

But regardless of Buddha and demon.

If the demon wants to harm Lin Pingzhi, then Yilin will use the sword to eliminate the demon.