Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Alright, Big Brother Mozun!"

Her voice became sweeter this time.

This was the most words her Mozun brother said to her, and she was very happy.

Lin Pingzhi immediately adjusted his breath.

He could feel a warmth starting to flow through his body.

After Lian Qingshang repelled the crowd, he immediately came to Lin Pingzhi's side.

She stared wide-eyed, puffed up her cheeks, and looked at the crowd angrily.

"You are not allowed to come here, or I will beat you!"

Holding the gentleman sword, Yue Buqun looked at Lian Qingshang coldly.

"Qin Mo, you don't want to save Chonglou! We are all righteous people, how can we let you succeed!"

He said righteous and awe-inspiring words, but the gentleman's sword in his hand struck towards Lian Qingshang.

"Hmph, you're a bad guy!"

Lian Qingshang said angrily.

She waved it in her hand.

A single knife formed by a sound blade cut towards Yue Buqun.

At the same time, Fang Sheng opened his mouth wide.

The lion's roar sounded!

"Roar!"

The single sword that Lian Qingshang drew out was directly shattered by the lion's roar.

Looking at the shattered single knife, and Yue Buqun stabbing towards him.

Lian Qingshang frowned slightly.

She is a little unhappy.

These weapons are all condensed with internal force!

"Zheng!"

The piano sounded again.

Lian Qing Shang did not gather weapons this time.

An invisible sound wave sounded.

The lion's roar that Fang Sheng originally opened his mouth came to an abrupt end.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Lian Qingshang with disbelief in his eyes.

Everyone else is the same as Fang Sheng.

Blood spurted from the mouth.

Yue Buqun stopped directly and covered his chest.

All people within a certain range of the scene were injured.

Lin Pingzhi was startled, this shit is Qin Demon?

Damn it!

The most important thing is that such a naughty girl came here to save herself.

Just when everyone was frustrated in one fell swoop.

You TanZhi in the distance leans towards A'Zhu.

His eyes were full of hatred.

He hated Qiao Feng, Lin Pingzhi, A'Zhu and those who practice Qing Dynasty.

If it wasn't for them, his father and uncle wouldn't have died!

But now Qiao Feng ran away.

Lin Pingzhi healed his injuries under the protection of Lian Qingshang.

He could only transfer his hatred to A'Zhu.

Picking up a knife, You Tanzhi sneaked up to Ah Zhu's side.

Lin Pingzhi looked around at the crowd, fearing that someone would sneak up on Lian Qingshang, and wanted to pay attention to her.

There was a minute or so before his injury would heal.

Let Lian Qingshang guard her for half an hour because he doesn't know how to describe five minutes.

However, when he looked around.