Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Seeing that there is no way to stop the battle between these two people.

Zhuge Qingqing and Zhui Ming could only watch from the sidelines, hoping not to make too much noise.

Leng Xue is very angry, but Lin Pingzhi's bragging, belittling himself everywhere, and even provoke the relationship between himself and Qingqing.

So he drew his sword out of its sheath, aiming at Lin Pingzhi's vitals with every move, obviously intent on killing.

Logically speaking, he was performing a mission, so he absolutely couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

But now that he has been dazzled by love, Leng-Blood doesn't care so much anymore, he just wants to solve the troubles in front of him.

Other things can be made up for later, but if the sincerity of the little junior sister is lost, it will never be regained.

Thinking of this, his moves became more decisive, without the slightest hesitation, and everyone around him could see that he had tried his best.

And there is no way to conceal the killing intent hidden in the tricks.

"Brother Leng, what's going on?"

Zhuge Qingqing was a little surprised, always felt that the person in front of her was a little strange, as if she had never seen it before.

"Yes."

The same idiot chasing after his life couldn't see why the cold-blooded would be so cruel, and he had doubts in his heart.

Neither of them know what love is, so it's hard to understand.

field.

Lin Pingzhi could feel the decisiveness in the cold-blooded moves, without any hesitation at all.

It turned out that he really wanted his own life.

but.

Just because he has just reached the realm of transformation, he is not enough to wrestle with Lin Pingzhi.

If Lin Pingzhi wanted to, he could easily defeat him with just one move.

But Lin Pingzhi still wanted to do more work. At the beginning, he just tried his best to defend. It seemed that he was beaten and had no power to fight back.

In fact, he was brewing emotions, and when he felt that he was almost done, he immediately made a puzzled expression:

"Master Leng, what are you doing? The two of us are just learning from each other, why are you so cruel?"

Lin Pingzhi expressed doubts on his face, and at the same time sold a flaw, and immediately let Leng Xue cut his arm.

Of course he was very measured, but Leng Xue cut a little flesh and bleed a little.

Almost innocuous.

But in Zhuge Qingqing's eyes, this point seemed to be exaggerated infinitely, and he became nervous all of a sudden.

Lin Pingzhi took another step forward, not letting Zhuge Qingqing interrupt, looked at Leng Xue, and put on a serious expression:

"Master Leng, since you are aggressive, don't blame me for being rude. You have already fought hard, so I want to show you some color."

After speaking, Lin Pingzhi showed a little bit of skill, and immediately displayed his unique skill Dugu Nine Swords.

This is an extremely powerful move, but it is even more powerful when used in Lin Pingzhi's hands.

He still deliberately suppressed the power of this set of sword techniques, otherwise, he would have eliminated his opponent in two or three strokes.

What Lin Pingzhi wanted was this gradual process.

The two people beside Zhuge Qingqing and Zhui Ming gradually discovered that with Lin Pingzhi's tricks, the advantages and disadvantages between the two sides have gradually begun to change.

Obviously, Leng-Blood is no longer an opponent. From the previous suppression to the current forced defense, he has been completely at a disadvantage.

"I didn't expect Mr. Mingyue to be so powerful."

Zhui Ming was admiring at the side, but he was afraid that something would happen, so he said to Zhuge Qingqing: "Shall we stop the two of them from fighting immediately?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Qingqing watched Lin Pingzhi gradually gain the upper hand, and felt a little bit wanting to vent his anger on him.

So leisurely: "No, it's just a good time to teach Brother Leng a lesson, lest he think that Mr. Mingyue is easy to bully."

"This……"

Chasing life is really pity for Leng-Blood, thinking to himself, just now when Master Mingyue was at a disadvantage, Junior Sister was very nervous.

As a result, the situation changed a little, and I started to appreciate it.

Hey.

Cold blood, cold blood, you are hopeless.

In the middle of the battle, Leng Xue found that the opponent's moves were quite fierce, and he also used swordsmanship, so he had no room to look at them at all.

I couldn't help being shocked, thinking of those rumors in the world, I was even more sure that Lin Pingzhi was using the Dugu Nine Swords.

He was nervous and didn't know what to do.

What Lin Pingzhi wanted was this moment, seeing that Leng Xue had gradually lost to his sharpness, he deliberately whispered: "Master Leng, it seems that you are not my opponent at all.

How about it, how about the two of us pretending to be a tie, so as not to refute your face. "

An arrogant and cold-blooded person, how could he get used to hearing these words.

It was obvious that the other party was pitying him, so of course he would not agree.

On the contrary, he was even more angry, his eyeballs were about to burst into flames, and he wanted to eat the man who humiliated him in front of him.

Lin Pingzhi saw that the cold-blooded emotions were getting more and more agitated, and this was what he wanted.

Without waiting for the other party to react, he immediately amplified his voice, intentionally letting Zhuge Qingqing next to him hear him, and said: "

It turns out that Master Leng didn't put his best effort, it seems that we two are not equal, we can't tell the winner, let's treat it as a tie, we will fight again when we have the chance. "

Stop when you're done talking.

But in fact.

What he said was quite deliberate and malicious.

Zhuge Qingqing and Zhui Ming, who were watching the battle not far away, at least had eyes, and they couldn't see that there was no room for resistance in cold blood.

I also heard Lin Pingzhi intentionally say that the fight will be fought after a tie, obviously to give Leng Xue a step down.

Although Zhuge Qingqing and Zhui Ming didn't have high emotional intelligence, they could still hear what they said, and they felt a little more fond of Lin Pingzhi in their hearts.

can.

How could Leng Xue listen to it? He felt that Lin Pingzhi was humiliating himself by saying such words in public.

So furious, no matter what he said, he immediately raised his short sword and stabbed it, aiming at Lin Pingzhi's chest.

Lin Ping had anticipated his reaction a long time ago, and he also put away his internal energy one step ahead of time, and lifted his fighting state.

All you want is to get hurt on purpose.

next moment.

He pretended to be shocked again, as if he didn't expect Leng Xue to attack again, and deliberately dodged in a hurry, just in time to dodge, and just in time to take his arm to cut a hole.

that's it.

He successfully created an image of being cold-blooded, desperate, unable to lose, and stabbing people in the back.

laugh.

As the blood dripped, Lin Pingzhi retreated while covering his wound, looked at Leng Xue with disbelief, and said, "Master Leng, what are you doing?"

When he said this, he turned his back to Zhuge Qingqing and Zhuiming, and deliberately made a frightened face.

That angry face seemed to say: Hey, you idiot fell into my trap.

"you!"

The cold blood was so angry that he raised the weapon in his hand and wanted to kill him again.

But Zhuge Qingqing and Zhuiming next to him disagreed.