Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

But I accidentally had fun.

Now I have to give up this vest.

The big deal is like Zhang Wuji.

As Zhang Sanfeng's disciple and grandson, he became the leader of the Demon Cult.

This kind of operation is not surprising, and you can do it yourself!

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly.

Mo Zunlou glared at Lin Pingzhi with a sneer all over his face.

"Why? Don't dare to accept it?" Mo Zunlou sneered, "It turns out that the famous Mr. Mingyue is a coward!"

His speech was very ironic to everyone.

If they were Lin Pingzhi, they wouldn't be able to stand this kind of anger.

However, Lin Pingzhi looked at Mo Zunlou flatly.

"The aggressive method?" Lin Pingzhi sneered, "Do you think I will be fooled?"

His plain answer made the people on Hengshan's side feel relieved.

Dingyi and the dumb mother-in-law looked at each other and smiled, their hanging hearts were relieved.

Doron was a little out of breath.

How great would it be if Lin Pingzhi could be eliminated here?

"Damn it!" Doron gritted his teeth.

Dongfang Bubai glanced at Duolong.

She didn't expect Duolong to hate Lin Pingzhi so much.

"He probably won't accept it." Dongfang Bubai guessed.

She knows Lin Pingzhi's strength.

Mo Zunlou made that shot.

She saw it too.

From her point of view, there should be little difference in strength between the two.

If it is a life-and-death battle.

No matter who wants to win, they have to pay a terrible price.

Judging from Dongfang Bubai's last contact with Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi belongs to the generation who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Not accepting this life-and-death battle is the correct choice.

But what Dongfang Bubai didn't understand the most was why Mo Zunlou proposed a life-and-death battle.

He is not such an impulsive person.

It can only be said that there is an unknown hatred between them.

Just when everyone was about to wait for Lin Pingzhi to say no.

What Lin Pingzhi said shocked them.

"No problem, I accept." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

He accepted?

Question marks appeared in everyone's mind.

But soon accepted this reality.

Mo Zunlou saw Lin Pingzhi accepted the life-and-death battle, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Dingyi and said coldly:

"Master Dingyi, don't you hurry up and start calling?"

Master Dingyi, who was called by Mo Zunlou, only felt his scalp tingling for a while.

She stepped forward bravely, looking at Lin Pingzhi's straight back, full of puzzlement in her heart.

"Nephew Lin..." Master Dingyi called out.

Before the contest started, as long as Lin Pingzhi repented, she could still get over it.

She tried to wake up Lin Pingzhi and make him go back on his word.

When Lin Pingzhi heard Dingyi calling him, he also understood what she meant.

He looked back at Dingyi.

"Master, don't worry." Lin Pingzhi replied with a warm smile.

Dingyi also relaxed a little.