Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

At first, because he knew that Lian Qingshang was ordered by Bai Xiaosheng to lurk in the Fuwei Escort.

That's why he has a cold attitude towards practicing Qingshang.

But now he is practicing Qing Dynasty, but in order to save himself, he almost died in Juxian Village.

How could Lin Pingzhi not be moved?

After all, people are not plants, how can they be ruthless?

Even a killer like Zhongyuan Dianhong.

They can all recognize Chu Liuxiang and himself as a friend.

What's more, Lin Pingzhi is such a passionate person?

There are still two months left before the sword match with Ximen Chuuxue.

Go to Kaifeng to find Ping Yizhi and save Ah Zhu, and it will not be too late to return to Huashan.

Lian Qingshang puffed up his mouth, although he was curious about what he was going to do in Kaifeng.

But she will not question Lin Pingzhi's decision.

"Kaifeng, I haven't been to Kaifeng yet." Lian Qingshang muttered.

Lin Pingzhi smiled without saying a word.

He led Lian Qingshang to a ferry.

There are three words written on the stone tablet on one side: Kunpengdu.

On the side of the stone tablet of Kunpengdu, there is a person leaning on him.

The bamboo hat on his head was slightly pressed down, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

There is a weed in the corner of his mouth.

Put your arms around your chest.

A strong outfit showed off all the muscles on his body.

Lin Pingzhi didn't know who he was either.

With a light glance, Lin Pingzhi looked away.

Lian Qingshang paid no attention to that person at all.

She only had Lin Pingzhi in her eyes.

"Brother Mozun, why are we not moving here? What are you waiting for?" Lian Qingshang asked softly.

A helpless smile floated on the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

This girl really doesn't understand anything.

This is going to Kaifeng by boat.

He was about to speak, but the mysterious man spoke first.

"He's waiting for the boat."

Lin Pingzhi's gaze instantly became fierce.

His eyes were full of killing intent.

His right hand was already holding the handle of Leng Yue Ghost Knife.

After the previous battle at Juxian Village, Lin Pingzhi was not sure if this person was an enemy or a friend.

After all, this is still in Hangzhou.

I saw that the man took his hands away from his chest, and casually lifted the bamboo hat on his head lightly.

Lin Pingzhi saw his appearance.

This face looks quite young, about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

It's just that there is a scar on the originally handsome face.

He must have gone through a life-and-death battle before.

This scar made him look even braver.

Lin Pingzhi looked at him coldly, his lips parted slightly.

"who."

The Leng Yue Ghost Knife is ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Feeling Lin Pingzhi's cold attitude, Lian Qingshang also widened his eyes and glared at the man.

It's just that although she wanted to be more vicious in her heart, she didn't seem to be vicious at all.

The man didn't answer Lin Pingzhi's question, but looked at Lian Qingshang with a hint of disdain.

"Yo? This is the famous Qin Demon? He is so cute, how can he be called a demon? In my opinion, it is most suitable to be called Qin Xian." He said frivolously.

For the man's compliment, Lian Qingshang didn't feel cold at all. She wrinkled her nose, glared at the man, and then stopped looking at him.