Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi didn't speak, but held Lian Qingshang's hand, ready to go back.

Let her say a few more words.

I am afraid that everyone in the world knows that the Demon Zun Building is here.

Lian Qingshang was a little surprised when Lin Pingzhi suddenly held his hand.

But soon became shy.

This is the first time her Mozun brother has been so close to her.

Feeling the scorching temperature of Lin Pingzhi's big hand.

Practicing Qingshang feels that he is very happy.

Pulling up to practice Qingshang, Lin Pingzhi was ready to go upstairs with the porridge in his hand.

"Stop! I'm asking you something, are you the Demon Zunlou?"

The person who spoke earlier continued to question.

Lin Pingzhi's non-reply made him feel a little unhappy.

His companion also immediately questioned.

"Quickly tell me, are you a Demon Zunlou!"

Lin Pingzhi glanced at the two of them lightly.

His eyes were full of killing intent.

The two of them were as if the extreme cold had descended.

They were trembling all over, their faces were pale, and they dared not speak any more.

But when their companions saw this scene, they believed even more that the young man in front of them was Mo Zunlou.

"He is Mo Zunlou, kill him! We will become famous in no time!" The other two shouted.

As soon as the words fell, they picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lian Qingshang felt a little anxious.

She didn't know what to do.

All of this was caused by my own wrong words.

From her point of view, now Lin Pingzhi is holding her with one hand and holding the porridge in the other.

There is no way to fight back.

Thinking of this, Lian Qingshang broke free from Lin Pingzhi's grasp decisively.

She opened her arms and yelled directly.

"You want to kill Mozun brother, come at me!"

Lian Qingshang didn't know why she did this.

She didn't bring the Tianmoqin with her.

If she brought it down, she would be confident to use the Heavenly Devil's eight notes to deal with them.

But now, she opened her hands to stop it.

It seemed that it was just to make Lin Pingzhi free to deal with them.

Lian Qingshang's eyes were closed.

She waited for a while.

But there was still no movement.

Only Lin Pingzhi's cold voice sounded again.

"Walk."

Lian Qingshang resentfully opened his eyes.

In front of her, all four of them were dead.

There is a hole in everyone's forehead.

She stared blankly at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi was just letting go of the hand she let go just now.

The hand stretched out a finger.

Lian Qingshang didn't know what Lin Pingzhi had done.

But she knew it was all right.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Lian Qingshang, then continued to walk upstairs.

Originally, he planned to use the whirlwind to sweep the leaves to deal with the four of them.

But when Lian Qingshang broke free from his hand and wanted to block it for him.