Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Master, you have to be serious." Lin Pingzhi persuaded, "Even if you are not a master, you have to learn for Huashan, and live well!"

These words made Ning Zhongze's eyes light up.

Yes!

Even for Huashan.

You have to live well.

"Ok!"

Ning Zhong nodded firmly.

"I learn!"

Lin Pingzhi had a smile on his face.

Finally, Ning Zhongze was persuaded.

At this time, the inner power of the neural nerves in his body gradually recovered.

The Yang power gushing out from the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Art was also suppressed.

Da Linzi also fell asleep.

"Okay! Mistress, I will teach you now!"

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

He slowly read the mantra of Shenzhaojing to Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhong began to exercise according to Lin Pingzhi's formula of Shenzhao Sutra.

But not for a while.

Ning Zhong coughed directly.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

There was blood on the corner of her mouth.

Lin Pingzhi hurried over to support Ning Zhongze.

"Miss, are you okay?"

He said cleanly.

Ning Zhong shook his head.

"Don't worry, Ping'er, Master is fine."

She forced out a smile, afraid that Lin Pingzhi would be too worried.

Lin Pingzhi directly used his mind to illuminate the scriptures and began to investigate Ning Zhongze's injuries.

With the penetration of the internal force of the nerve nerve.

He also frowned.

Ning Zhong's internal injuries are too serious, and he needs to use his tendons to practice Shenzhao Jing.

There will be great pain.

Now Ning Zhongze, the internal organs seem to be unbearable.

"No, Mistress, you have a good rest." Lin Pingzhi slowly laid Ning Zhongze down and lay on his back, "I'll wait for the internal strength of my Shenzhao Sutra to recover, and then I'll help you in, and then you can try again."

But Ning Zhong was holding onto Lin Pingzhi's sleeve tightly.

"No, Ping'er, the sooner you recover, the sooner you can go back." Ning Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "It's just some pain."

Ning Zhong tugged at Lin Pingzhi's sleeve, trying to sit up.

Lin Pingzhi refused.

He tapped Ning Zhongze's acupuncture points directly.

"Master, don't move around, if you practice forcefully, your internal organs may be crushed directly by internal force."

Lin Pingzhi said worriedly.

Falling down from a height of thousands of meters.

This is not a joke.

Own a variety of magical powers to protect the body.

There are still a lot of vines to buffer, and it barely survives.

If there were no vines to cushion him, I'm afraid he would have fallen to pieces.

Although Ning Zhong has himself as a meat pad.

But this counter-shock force is no joke.

Ning Zhong opened her eyes wide. She looked at Lin Pingzhi and kept moving her eyes.

Lin Pingzhi didn't know what Ningzhong meant.