Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He didn't expect the system to reward him with the Heavenly Demon Seven Swords.

And the Heavenly Demon Seven Swords even have the seventh sword.

From this, Lin Pingzhi learned.

The Heavenly Demon Seven Swords are still inferior to the Thirteen Deadly Swords.

But the Heavenly Demon Seven Swords are also stronger than the Miao family's swordsmanship.

It is even comparable to Dugu Nine Swords.

After watching all the men in black go down the mountain.

Lin Pingzhi put away the Weeping Blood Sword.

"Ping'er."

Ning Zhong shouted behind Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi turned around and looked at his beautiful mistress.

With a salivating color in his eyes.

Mistress is getting more and more beautiful.

"I don't know if my wife will be lonely late at night?" Lin Pingzhi thought in his heart.

He only dared to say this in his heart.

After all, Ningzhong is his mistress.

It's just that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger.

The time for Yue Buqun to practice the evil sword technique is not short.

Fortunately, he left behind his beautiful lady.

He ran to visit the mountains and rivers with Jiangbie Crane.

Ning Zhong, who was chaste and fierce, did not get close to any man.

For her, this was a torment.

And Lin Pingzhi has a different kind of affection for Ningzhong.

After all, when I first came to this world.

Ning Zhong has been protecting him.

In Lin Pingzhi's mind, Ningzhong is very important.

"Ping'er."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi in a daze, Ning Zhong shouted softly.

She noticed the salivation in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

But she wasn't angry.

It's just that there is something weird in my heart.

When Lin Pingzhi heard Ningzhong, he called him.

Hastily put away the coveted look in his eyes.

"Huh? What's the matter, Mistress?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Ning Zhong calmed down and looked at Lin Pingzhi.

"You did a great job today."

She nodded approvingly.

Lin Pingzhi's actions prevented them from going to Huashan to harass them again.

It also reflects the generosity of Huashan.

"It's what disciples should do." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

Ning Zhong nodded.

She did not speak again.

Lin Pingzhi's gaze, whenever she looked at her, she felt as if her body was burning.

Now she dare not get too close to Lin Pingzhi.

"Okay, pack it up, let's go." Ning Zhong said, looking back at the Huashan disciples.

Then she walked towards Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou.

"Senior brothers, although Ping'er has negotiated with those people, it is inevitable that there will be treacherous people, so please be more vigilant."

Ning Zhong said with a serious look on his face.

After all, none of those men in black knew their identities.

Moreover, it does not necessarily represent all.