Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

   "Yeah!" With a loud shout, the man in the front raised his sharp blade high and stabbed at Zhong Ping's vital point.

   In the face of the man's attack, Zhong Ping still closed his eyes and did not move, as if he did not see the sharp sword that came. Seeing that Zhong Ping did not move, the man immediately accelerated his speed, his strength surged violently, and he stabbed Zhong Ping accurately. However, what surprised everyone was that although the sharp sword stabbed Zhong Ping's body. However, Zhong Ping's body was like a steel plate, and there was nothing at all.

  The middle-aged man said with a sullen face: "Come on together!"

  Suddenly, dozens of men flew up and drowned Zhong Ping's body.

   "Boom!" Suddenly, a loud noise came, and the men surrounding Zhong Ping seemed to have been hit hard, all flew out, and fell heavily around. At the same time, Zhong Ping, who was sitting on the bed, flicked the dust off his body, got up and walked out.

   "Stop him."

   Hearing the middle-aged man's order, everyone quickly got up and surrounded Zhong Ping again.

   "If you don't want to die, just get out of the way." Zhong Ping's tone was calm, but he carried an aloof majesty.

   "Don't be afraid, there are so many of us, he is not our opponent." The middle-aged man said loudly.

   Hearing this, Zhong Ping glanced at him and said, "Do you know who I am?"

   "Master."

  Zhong Ping shook his head and said, "It seems that the ghost king didn't tell you what the word "master" means. Go back, I don't want to kill people."

   "Stop talking nonsense, either you just follow me honestly, or I tie you back, you choose."

  Zhong Ping chuckled and said loudly: "Ghost King, if you want to test me, at least send someone with strength. This kind of cannon fodder should be avoided."

   "I think you should save your energy. Lord Ghost King is not here, he can't hear you."

   "Everyone, come and tie him up for me."

   For a while, dozens of men rushed up again, preparing to subdue Zhong Ping. However, at this moment, a series of sharp sword lights suddenly shot from the sky. In an instant, dozens of men were pierced by the sword light and fell into a pool of blood. Seeing this sudden change, the face of the middle-aged man suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted: "Who is it? I am under the Ghost Throne..."

"Where is all this nonsense coming from?" A cold voice came, interrupting the middle-aged man's words, "Don't say it's you, even if the ghost king comes in person, go back to me and tell the ghost king, if he dares to do something wrong again, be careful. Really turned into a ghost. Get out!" The last word 'go away', like rolling thunder, bombarded the middle-aged man's ears. Immediately, the middle-aged man felt his head suffocating, as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and his face instantly turned pale. Seeing how powerful the visitor was, he didn't dare to stay, so he hurriedly fled with his tail between his legs. Looking at the middle-aged man who escaped, Zhong Ping smiled slightly and said, "It's really time for you to come."

   "Senior Zhong." The figure flashed, and there was another person in front of Zhong Ping, who was Leng Xuan. Last night, after he found Zhong Ping's whereabouts through the technique of a thousand sounds, he rushed over immediately.

   "How did you know I was here?" Zhong Ping asked curiously.

"Senior Tong passed on the art of a thousand sounds to me. Although he promised you not to pass it on to outsiders, he was forced to do so." Leng Xuan changed his words and said, "Xiao Yan has taken refuge with the ghost king, and he is worried that the ghost king will It's not good for you, so you asked me to come and have a look."