Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

A palm patted Chongxu's vest.

"puff."

Chongxu spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, a cold light shot out from his chest, piercing directly into the ground without root.

"Thank you Eastern Hierarch."

Chongxu stood up and saluted Dongfang Bubai.

Although this embroidery needle will not let him die.

But there is a needle in the body, if it cannot be forced out, it will naturally have a great impact on him in the future.

Dongfang Bubai forced him out, and saved him from having to find Zhang Sanfeng to find a way after he went back.

Dongfang Bubai looked indifferent.

"You don't need to thank me, it was Lin Pingzhi who asked me to do it."

After she finished speaking in a cold voice, she turned around and returned to Wei Xiaobao and Jinlun Fawang.

Chongxu also heard Lin Pingzhi's voice before, asking Dongfang Bubai to save him.

He hurriedly got off the arena and came to Lin Pingzhi.

"Old Taoist, thank you, Mr. Mingyue, for saving me." Chongxu bowed.

In his opinion.

If Lin Pingzhi didn't make a sound.

Presumably, Dongfang Bubai would not make a move, so he forced the embroidery needle out for himself.

Therefore, he understood that it was Lin Pingzhi who should be thanked.

"Daoist Chongxu is too polite..."

Lin Pingzhi was a little embarrassed.

I helped Dongfang Bubai win Chongxu.

Chongxu was seriously injured as a result.

But he let Dongfang Bubai gang Chongxu to force out embroidery needles.

But let Chongxu thank himself...

All this is really strange.

However, Lin Pingzhi's embarrassing expression did not make others feel strange.

After all, Chongxu's seniority is here.

It is normal for Lin Pingzhi to feel that he cannot bear this gift.

So they didn't take it to heart.

Taoist Tianmen looked at Fang Sheng, and said extremely rigorously:

"Master Fang Sheng, this last match, I'll leave it to you!"

"Tianmen Daoist, don't worry! This old man will live up to his trust!"

Fang Sheng said confidently.

He is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy of Shaolin Temple.

In terms of martial arts, he is still very confident.

Of course, except for the Demon Zunlou who abused him.

Seeing that Fang Sheng was about to play, Chongxu bowed his hand to Fang Sheng:

"Master Fang Sheng, the old way has been defeated, and the life and death of Taishan Sect depend on you."

"Ah."

Fang Sheng nodded.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi also looked at him.

???

The two looked at each other.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

He was puzzled.

Play as you go.

Why are you looking at yourself?

I am not a big beauty.