Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"I just think you are like a dog's leg." Zhen Fugui did not dare to say that he was the same as his servant.

But what the dog leg said is a curse.

Jiang Wu immediately stared angrily.

"Say it again!" Jiang Wu clenched his fist and wanted to make a move.

"If you dare to touch me, I will tell my master." Zhen Fugui said without any fear.

When Jiang Wu heard Zhen Fugui's words, he looked at him hesitantly.

"Who is your master?" Jiang Wu asked.

Lin Yi and the other three also looked at Zhen Fugui, and they were also a little curious.

Could it be that the little uncle is his master?

Lin Pingzhi was also taken aback for a moment, Fifth Senior Brother accepted him as an apprentice?

"Hmph, my master is the fifth senior brother of my junior uncle." Zhen Fugui said proudly.

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect Gao Genming to accept Zhen Fugui as his disciple for money.

Of course he won't expose it.

Jiang Wu suddenly didn't dare to make a move.

He knew that Gao Genming had no disciples before, but now he has Zhen Fugui, the only disciple.

If Zhen Fugui was beaten, he would sue Gao Genming.

As long as Gao Genming reduces the cost of the kitchen door, Jiang Wu will be hungry.

From Jiang Wu's point of view, Gao Genming controls his lifeblood.

"It turns out that Junior Brother Fugui is a disciple of Uncle Fifth, so disrespectful and disrespectful." Jiang Wu said hastily.

Lin Pingzhi was also a little speechless when he saw the speed at which Jiang Wu's face changed.

"Okay, I'll go first." Lin Pingzhi didn't want to say anything more to them.

After leaving Lianjianping, Lin Pingzhi arrived at Siguo Cliff.

He brought two altars of good wine from Mount Hua.

"Senior." Lin Pingzhi entered the cave where the tomb of Mr. Jin Snake was located.

Feng Qingyang opened his eyes.

There was a sharp sword intent in his eyes.

After seeing that it was Lin Pingzhi, disgust appeared in his eyes.

"It's you again, brat, is it interesting to bother me, an old guy, when you have nothing to do?" Feng Qingyang said displeasedly.

Hearing what Feng Qingyang said, Lin Pingzhi raised the wine in his hand.

"Since senior feels that Pingzhi is annoying you, then I will take this wine back with Pingzhi." Lin Pingzhi immediately turned around and was about to leave.

Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up when he saw the wine in Lin Pingzhi's hand.

"Good guy, where are you going!" Feng Qingyang shouted.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Pingzhi felt that his hands were empty, and the two jars of wine just disappeared in his hands.

When Lin Pingzhi looked at Feng Qingyang, he found that he had already opened one of the altars and poured it into his own.

Feng Qingyang's realm is really too high.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't reach this level with just this operation.

Perhaps his martial arts proficiency is not enough.

Or maybe his internal strength is not strong enough.

"Wow, it's so cool! It's been a long time since I had such a delicious wine." Feng Qingyang said cheerfully.

After speaking, he poured two more mouthfuls into his own mouth.

Feng Qingyang looked at Lin Pingzhi, and seeing that he was still there, he felt displeased.

"You little brat, why haven't you left yet?" Feng Qingyang asked.

"Hey, senior, don't rush me away." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

"Then what do you want to do?" Feng Qingyang asked, and immediately poured it into his mouth again.

Lin Pingzhi came in front of Feng Qingyang, and he sat cross-legged.

"Feng Buping of Jianzong returned to Mount Hua." Lin Pingzhi said.

Feng Qingyang was stagnant when he poured wine.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi suspiciously.

"These two brats are still alive?" Feng Qingyang said, "What are you doing when you come back to Huashan? Are there going to be another fight?"

His words were a little helpless, and he continued to drink after he finished speaking.