Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"there!"

Lin Pingzhi quickly walked towards a wall.

"The old knife handle, the key is left behind, the little old man owes Sunflower Patriarch a favor!"

The little old man's voice was a little anxious.

"Hmph! The key? Do you have your life to take it! How dare you spoil my good deed!"

The voice of the old knife handle was a little sullen.

"Clang clang clang..."

"boom!"

Lin Pingzhi heard the noise inside, and was about to make a move.

But the wall in front of him burst open with a "boom".

A hunched figure flew behind Lin Pingzhi.

"Hmph! Little old man, you are lucky this time!"

The old knife left a word, and there was no more sound.

Only then did Lin Pingzhi look at the old man who had fallen to the side.

I saw him with white hair and childlike face, looking like a wise old man.

There was a bit of pain on his face.

There is a trace of blood on the corner of the mouth.

"Here, here's the key."

The little old man Wu Ming stretched out his hand, with a bunch of keys hanging on it.

His hands don't look like old people.

On the contrary, it is like his great-grandfather Lin Yuantu, like a young man's hand.

"Thank you senior!"

Lin Pingzhi took the key.

He hurried to Dongfang Qingling's prison.

He frantically opened the door with the key.

He was afraid that the old sword would appear again.

The little old man Wu Ming was injured.

He is certainly no match.

"Don't worry, the situation of the old knife handle is not much better than mine."

Wu Ming said with a smile.

He could see Lin Pingzhi's nervousness.

Lin Pingzhi slowed down the action of unlocking the lock.

Also successfully opened the lock.

He carried Dongfang Qingling out of the prison.

While repairing Dongfang Qingling's injuries with the Divine Light Sutra.

Look at Wu Ming.

Lin Pingzhi was very puzzled.

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"Senior, what's going on?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Wu Ming and asked.

Wu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"You're asking, why did Gong Jiu become the old knife's puppet? Why did the old knife lock up this girl?"

He looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked.

Lin Pingzhi nodded heavily.

That was his question.

Gong Jiu's martial arts is not bad, and his relationship with the little old man Wu Ming seems to be good.

But how could he become a veteran.

And the reason why the old swordsman imprisoned Dongfang Qingling was because of him, Lin Pingzhi?

How can this be explained?

There are too many doubts in Lin Pingzhi's heart.