Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Ren Yingying looked so aggrieved that Lin Pingzhi gave up arguing with him.

When the time came to quarrel, Yue Buqun was arguing, and when he found himself with Ren Yingying, he would definitely scold him.

It is even possible that Ren Yingying will die at the hands of Yue Buqun who has already practiced the evil sword technique.

Seeing what Lin Pingzhi said, Ren Yingying felt angry: "Lin Pingzhi, give me the song of The Swordsman!"

Lin Pingzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, it was for Xiaoao Jianghu.

He looked at Ren Yingying with a puzzled expression and said, "This girl, what's the joke about laughing and proud Jianghu? I don't know."

Lin Pingzhi couldn't give Ren Yingying a laugh at all.

When the Xiaoaojianghu song was learned, it disappeared.

The score is gone, where can he find it.

And he has plans for the future.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi pretending to be stupid, Ren Yingying knew in her heart that Lin Pingzhi just didn't want to make her laugh.

"Lin Pingzhi, I'll ask you again, will you give it or not!" Ren Yingying threatened Lin Pingzhi with her sword.

Lin Pingyi looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water and said, "I didn't give you anything?"

"You're lying!" Ren Yingying scolded angrily, "Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng clearly gave you the song of Swordsman! Qu Yang is the elder of our God Sect, and this song of Swordsman should be returned to my Demon Cult."

Lin Pingzhi changed his sitting position on the bed and looked at Ren Yingying with a smile.

"Let's not talk about whether I am a laughing and proud Jianghu Qu, but what you said just now is wrong." Lin Pingzhi smiled, "It's true that Qu Yang is the elder of your Sun Moon God Sect, but Liu Zhengfeng is still my uncle. If there is such a piece of The Swordsman's Proud Jianghu, it should belong to me."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi flinching, Ren Yingying was ashamed and angry.

"Lin Pingzhi, you are good at playing tricks. Since you won't give it to me, I will kill you and find it myself!"

After speaking, Ren Yingying stabbed towards Lin Pingzhi with a sword.

Lin Pingzhi bent down, Ren Yingying stabbed in the air.

"Hey, girl, why are you going to kill me indiscriminately?" Lin Pingzhi said hastily after avoiding Ren Yingying's sword.

This Ren Yingying really did what she said to do.

You're welcome!

It seems that if you don't reveal your real skills, it may be difficult to deal with her.

Surprise flashed in Ren Yingying's eyes.

Although she didn't want to kill Lin Pingzhi.

But Lin Pingzhi's reaction speed was too fast.

She had checked Lin Pingzhi a long time ago.

Before joining the Huashan School, his martial arts were low, but now his reaction is so fast.

She knows the martial arts of the Huashan School very well.

After the Sun Moon Sect and the Wuyue Sword League have been fighting for so long, Ren Yingying knows exactly what the Huashan Sect's martial arts are.

It has not been a year since Lin Pingzhi entered Huashan, but there have been such big changes.

Could it be that the rumors in the world are true?

Does the Lin family really have a sword manual to ward off evil?

Lin Pingzhi practiced evil swordsmanship, that's why he was so fast?

But Ren Yingying will not give up so easily!

"Lin Pingzhi, even if you have evil sword skills, you still have to hand over the Xiaoaojianghu song to me today!" Ren Yingying said coldly.

She picked up the long sword and stabbed directly at the ribs.

A smile appeared in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

"Girl, if you throw yourself on the bed of a man like me, others will misunderstand you." Lin Pingzhi smiled.

There was a playfulness in his eyes.

Lifting the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm in his hand, he slapped Ren Yingying's sword with one palm.

Fortunately, Lin Pingzhi has the strength to control the sword, so he won't let the sword fly.

It's just that the sword that was originally aimed straight at him was bent a little bit, and it stabbed directly at Lin Pingzhi's side.

Ren Yingying pierced the air with her sword, and with inertia, she threw herself directly into Lin Pingzhi's arms.

The feeling of soft fragrance in his bosom made Lin Pingzhi's heart agitated for a while.

Especially the softness that Lin Pingzhi felt made him almost panic.

"Girl, please respect yourself." Lin Pingzhi had a serious face, but he didn't let go of Ren Yingying's hand, and it was still on the place where the large numbers were not allowed to be written.

Ren Yingying felt ashamed and angry!