Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Let's hide." The moment Lin Pingzhi saw them, he immediately swept away to the side with Huang Rong in his arms.

Although Huang Rong was surprised, she didn't exclaim.

From the direction she saw this group of people, Huang Rong knew that this group of people must not be simple.

Lin Pingzhi took Huang Rong by the hand and watched them from the tall grass.

Previously, he thought that the horns were directed at him.

When they appeared, Lin Pingzhi realized it was wrong, so he hid with Huang Rong.

The first three trumpets went out to the main road and looked around.

"Brother Baoxiang, when we first came out, there seemed to be someone on the road, did brother Shanyong see it?" asked the rightmost speaker among the three speakers.

Hearing these words, Lin Pingzhi instantly understood that these three people were indeed members of the Blood Sword Sect.

Baoxiang, Shanyong!

The monk who spoke just now is the ultimate truth.

All three of them are direct disciples of the blood knife ancestor.

Lin Pingzhi gently clung to Huang Rong's ear.

"They are the disciples of the Blood Knife Patriarch."

Although Lin Pingzhi's intimacy made Huang Rong's body tense.

But when Lin Pingzhi said about the Blood Knife Patriarch, the charming thoughts in Huang Rong's heart disappeared immediately.

She remembered the blood knife ancestor.

That whore-thief even wanted to attack her Fu'er and Xiang'er!

How could Huang Rong endure this.

He is usually a shrewd person, but now he is going to rush out directly to vent his anger on his daughter.

Lin Pingzhi quickly grabbed Huang Rong.

"Don't worry!" he yelled.

He covered Huang Rong's mouth, leaned close to her ear, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will help you kill them all, but first listen, what plans do they have?"

Listening to Lin Pingzhi's words, Huang Rong forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart.

Although she can't wait.

Seeing that Huang Rong listened to his words, Lin Pingzhi quickly continued to look at Baoxiang and the others.

They were stopping on the road to rest at this time.

"Junior Shengdi, did you read it wrong? There is no one here." Bao Xiang said with a smile while carrying the knife.

"Let's take a quick rest and set off quickly." Shanyong said, "This time we made a detour here just to prevent Huashan from being discovered."

When Lin Ping heard this, he immediately knew that they were conspiring.

The Blood Knife Gate is in the west of Mount Hua.

But they went around to the east at this time.

If there are so many people in the west, Huashan will definitely notice that Mongolia is attacking.

Now it seems that Mongolia seems to want to take advantage of the summit of Mount Hua to make some moves.

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi did not hesitate.

He jumped out directly.

This time, he wanted to ask clearly what was going on!

"Who is it!" Sheng Di was very vigilant, holding a knife and staring at Lin Pingzhi closely.

Nearly a thousand trumpets stared at Lin Pingzhi.

Baoxiang pressed down Shengdi's saber.

As a senior brother, he is naturally the one who has the final say here.

"Excuse me, this benefactor, do you need us for something?" Bao Xiang respectfully made a Buddhist salute.

Listening to Baoxiang asking Lin Pingzhi, Huang Rong in the grass felt quite critical.

"What, tell me not to go out, but I just jumped out." Huang Rong pouted and said dissatisfied.

If Lin Pingzhi saw this scene, he would definitely feel that Huang Rong had returned to the mentality of a girl.

After she was stopped by Lin Pingzhi, she was still a little scared when she thought of nearly a thousand people on the other side.

But now that Lin Pingzhi jumped out, wouldn't he face thousands of people?

No!

Huang Rong told herself in her heart that she must not let him face thousands of people alone.

She didn't want anything to happen to Lin Pingzhi.