Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

She looked at Lin Pingzhi.

But Lin Pingzhi squatted down slowly at this moment.

"Come up."

He said.

Zhao Min was a little puzzled.

"what?"

She looked at Lin Pingzhi warily.

Lin Pingzhi gave her a blank look.

"If you don't come up, how can I take you out? Your men are all fainted. Do you really want to starve to death here?"

He complained and walked to Zhao Min's side.

"Isn't it good to come up by yourself? I have to let you come up."

Lin Pingzhi squatted down, folded his hands, and directly put Zhao Min on his back.

Feel the softness from the back.

Lin Pingzhi immediately felt refreshed.

"It's more difficult for me to jump up if I carry you directly."

He pointed to the hole above his head and said.

Zhao Min was immediately unhappy.

What does it mean?

Said she was heavy?

She was so angry that she wished she could directly crush Lin Pingzhi to death.

But considering that Lin Pingzhi wanted to take her out.

She still resisted the urge.

He glanced at Lin Pingzhi's previous scratches.

Zhao Min "hummed" twice, a little dissatisfied.

"You only have a scratch, how do you get out?"

A scratch can only be used by Lin Pingzhi once.

You can't jump too high by borrowing strength once.

There is still so much distance left, what should I do?

"don’t worry."

Lin Pingzhi spoke softly.

He fixed his eyes and mobilized his internal energy.

"drink!"

Get a big drink.

Lin Pingzhi took a little run-up and soared into the air.

A little over the previous scratch.

The whole figure bounced to the other wall.

Zhao Min stared helplessly at the wall in front of him, getting closer and closer.

If Lin Pingzhi does not take any measures.

Definitely going straight to the wall.

If Lin Ping is on the ground behind his back.

She was the one who suffered!

She will become Lin Pingzhi's meat pad.

"Lin Pingzhi, we are about to collide!"

Zhao Min exclaimed.

She didn't want to be Lin Pingzhi's meat pad.

"Don't worry."

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly.

He was flattered.

The Weeping Blood Ghost Blade flew up and down in his hand.

Scratches on the wall in front of you.