Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

The smoke in Dan Qingsheng's mouth should be Qu Feiyan.

"Lin Lang... let me do it."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi in a daze, Ren Yingying didn't know what he was thinking.

Consider the purpose of this time.

She stood up anyway.

Lin Pingzhi shook his head slightly.

"No, you don't need to take action." He said with a chuckle, "My woman, let me guard you. How can I just sit idly by and ignore you when you put yourself in danger?"

Dan Qingsheng smiled contemptuously.

What an infatuated man.

Willing to fight for Ren Yingying.

"No need to flirt, it's the same for any of you who appear on the stage." Dan Qingsheng said very comfortably, "You should trust the sword in my hand, it will only stay in front of your vitals, but will not penetrate, so don't There will be danger, stop it."

As he spoke, he pulled a sword flower.

From the looks of it, it looks a bit chic.

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly.

Good guy.

Such a confident person is rare!

"Fourth owner, I have a question." Lin Pingzhi asked.

"speak."

Dan Qingsheng said bluntly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Drag, keep dragging.

See what excuses you can use to procrastinate.

"Excuse me, can one person only fight once? For example, if I beat you, can I continue to fight?"

Lin Pingzhi asked with a smile.

These words made Dan Qingsheng a little annoyed.

"What do you mean? You only use your tongue? Beat me? You think I'm too spicy!"

Dan Qingsheng pointed at Lin Pingzhi with his sword, and angrily reprimanded him.

Lin Pingzhi waved his hands again and again.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

As he said that, he smiled even more:

"I mean, all five of you are hot chickens."

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Anger suddenly appeared in Dan Qingsheng's eyes.

Just look down on him.

How dare he look down on his brother.

How can he endure this?

"Zi Zixiu show off his sharp tongue!"

Dan Qingsheng pointed his sword at Lin Pingzhi and shouted angrily.

"Hurry up and decide on your candidates!"

Ren Yingying tugged Lin Pingzhi's sleeve.

She was afraid of offending Danqing too much.

As a result, her father could not be rescued.

Lin Pingzhi patted Ren Yingying lightly, and took his sleeve hand.

"rest assured."

Lin Pingzhi believed in himself.

He took a step forward.

It was only three inches away from Dan Qingsheng's sword.

If Dan Qingsheng stabs forward at this time.

The blade will stab Lin Pingzhi.

Of course, the stab is the stab.

There is a body shield with the true energy of the Northern Darkness, an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover, and the protection of the snake armor.