Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Smelt ghost pills into Lengyue Baodao."

"Ding, the smelting is successful, and I have obtained a new magic weapon: Lengyue Ghost Knife."

In Lin Pingzhi's mind, the appearance of Leng Yue Ghost Sword appeared.

The cold moon sword that was originally like a crescent moon has become less curved.

But it is not as straight as a Fuso knife.

The thickness of the blade has not changed, but the color has changed to Onimaru's black.

It seemed that in addition to the chill, there was also a gloomy and evil intention.

Lin Pingzhi was quite satisfied with this.

After all, Mo Zunlou's identity is the way of magic.

Even if it is a magic way, it would be better if the knife used is a little weirder.

"Young Master Mingyue." Seeing that Lin Pingzhi remained silent, Lin Qishuang asked, "How do you think the Japanese pirates on those other ships should be dealt with?"

The Japanese pirates on those ships still don't know that Yagyu Mingyue is dead.

Between the big boats, the side of the boat is too high.

Dead bodies and pools of blood lay, they could not see.

"Based on Shaolin Temple's consistent style, they might let the Japanese pirates go after saving the townspeople." Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

Lin Qishuang frowned.

Although she is not a bloodthirsty person.

But she couldn't stand what those Japanese pirates did to the townspeople.

Let them go like this, what about the dead townspeople?

What about those insulted women?

"I hate what Shaolin does, they are all fake good people." Lin Qishuang said with a frown.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Lin Qishuang's admiring profile.

It was really unexpected that Lin Qishuang dared to say such a thing.

Shaolin and Wudang are the two great masters of martial arts.

Whether it is South Shaolin or North Shaolin.

People in the rivers and lakes, no matter good or bad, have to give some face.

Lin Qishuang, as a disciple of Tianxiang Valley, would be fine if he said this to other disciples of Tianxiang Valley in private.

But now she told Lin Pingzhi these words.

She really believed in Lin Pingzhi too much.

After Lin Qishuang finished speaking, she felt a little regretful.

Just now she didn't treat Lin Pingzhi as an outsider at all.

So that she said whatever came to her mind.

Looking back now, she couldn't help but feel scared in her heart.

Even that beautiful face became pale.

In Fujian, Shaolin Temple is undoubtedly the authority.

As the Young Sect Leader of Tianxiang Valley, if these words spread, at least he will be removed from his status as the Young Sect Leader, and at worst, he may be expelled from Tianxiang Valley.

When Lin Pingzhi saw Lin Qishuang's face, he roughly knew that Lin Qishuang was aware of the seriousness of the problem.

"Huh? What did you just say? I couldn't hear the sea breeze too loudly." Lin Pingzhi said suspiciously.

Lin Qishuang couldn't help laughing coquettishly when he saw Lin Pingzhi's serious appearance.

This smile made Lin Pingzhi go crazy for a moment.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi staring at him in a daze, Lin Qishuang blushed.

She buried her head deeply, pinched the corner of her clothes with green fingers, and shyly called out: "Young Master Mingyue."

This soft moan also woke Lin Pingzhi up.

With an embarrassed smile on his face, he scratched the back of his head.

"Just thinking about something, I was in a daze."

Lin Qishuang was amused by Lin Pingzhi and laughed again.

She had never been with a man before, and she just felt that every moment she spent with Lin Pingzhi on this big ship was very happy.

Perhaps this is happiness?

Lin Qishuang himself had no answer.

She still doesn't know what love is.