Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Guru..."

Xiong Niangzi swallowed her saliva.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, his eyes were full of horror.

He had no doubt that Lin Pingzhi would kill him.

"Please sir."

Xiong Niangzi replied resentfully.

Lin Pingzhi's gaze was like a torch, and his expression was cold.

"Let me ask you, what happened between you and the jellyfish Yinji?"

As he spoke, the sword moved half an inch forward.

The sword's edge has cut through the skin of Xiong Niangzi's throat.

The pain made the terrified expression on Xiong Niangzi's face intensify.

"My lord, I have nothing to do with Yin Ji!"

he said quickly.

Lin Pingzhi asked him about Yin Ji the jellyfish, which means that Lin Pingzhi and Yin Ji the jellyfish should have a difficult relationship.

Moreover, Lin Pingzhi was able to stay in the Shenshui Palace full of women, and he has not been driven away by the people of Shenshui Palace.

He concluded that Lin Pingzhi's status in Shenshui Palace might be the same as he was before.

Lin Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"there is nothing?"

He said coldly.

He remembered the original book, how could Xiong Niangzi have nothing to do with jellyfish Yin Ji?

Now that Mrs. Xiong actually said that, do you think he is stupid?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort.

Lin Pingzhi's gaze froze, and he swiped lightly with the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade in his hand.

Xiong Niangzi's shoulder was pierced by the sword.

"what!"

Xiong Niangzi let out a scream.

He wanted to hold his shoulder, but there was a Weeping Blood Ghost Blade in the middle. If he stretched out his hand, his hand might be amputated entirely.

"Really! Mr. Lin, what I said is true, I really have nothing to do with the jellyfish Yin Ji!"

In the face of death, Xiong Niangzi repeatedly explained.

But Lin Pingzhi's gaze was fixed.

"Heh, how do you prove it? If you can't prove it, then you will die!"

As he said that, the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade was lifted up again, this time it was Xiong Niangzi's chest that was going to be stabbed.

"No! I can prove it!"

Xiong Niangzi said, two tears appeared on her face.

He glanced at Lin Ping, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

But he understood that Lin Pingzhi was not joking, he gritted his teeth, and put his hands on the waistband of his trousers.

"Ok?"

Looking at this scene, Lin Pingzhi didn't rush to stab with the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade in his hand.

Instead, I want to see what Xiong Niangzi wants to do.

"what are you going to do?"

"Don't you want to prove it, son? I'll prove it to you right now."

As he spoke, he pulled his belt.

The trousers, which had lost their belt restraints, flew straight down three thousand feet, directly to the ankles.

"Fuck?"

Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

It's not that the male lady is too awesome.

But Xiong Niangzi did not.

How could this not surprise him.

Feelings, this male lady is actually a eunuch?

No wonder he was able to see the falling red of the jellyfish Yin Ji.

Can eunuchs be flower pickers?

At this point, Lin Pingzhi was stunned to think about it, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Aren't you a flower picker? Your crime tools have been confiscated, how do you pick them?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Mrs. Xiong and asked curiously.

Xiong Niangzi lowered her head in shame, and pulled up her pants again.

This is his secret, but in the face of death, he can only tell this secret to Lin Pingzhi, in order to survive in Lin Pingzhi's place.

"Young master...it's not that I don't have the tools to commit crimes..."

He lowered his head and raised his hand resentfully.

"Ok?"

Lin Pingzhi didn't understand what it meant.

Seeing that Mrs. Xiong raised her hand and put away three fingers, leaving only her ring finger and middle finger, she said with a look of shame on her face:

"This is my new crime tool..."

Lin Pingzhi almost burst out laughing.

This is so...

A flower picker who uses his hands as a tool for crimes without tools?

This is simply a model of self-improvement!

Even if you use your hands, you still have to insist on being a flower picker?

Outrageous!

How much does this male lady like to be a flower picker?

Wouldn't it be good to be a eunuch in the palace of which country?

With his "pretty good looks", if the emperor takes a fancy to him, wouldn't he soar into the sky?

"Young master... now believe that I have nothing to do with the jellyfish Yin Ji?"

Xiong Niangzi said resentfully.

Eyes full of fear.

"Ha ha."

Lin Pingzhi sneered twice.

Then his eyes turned cold.

The Weeping Blood Ghost Blade in his hand flashed across in an instant.

The middle finger and ring finger that Xiong Niangzi erected were cut off by the roots.

"what!"

Xiong Niangzi cried out in pain again.

"why……"

he cried in horror.

He couldn't figure out why Lin Pingzhi wanted to chop off his fingers.

"Confiscate your crime tools."

Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

In his eyes, there was a contemptuous smile.

A person like Xiong Niangzi, male or female, is disgusting to look at.

In addition to what Gong Nanyan said, the male lady seems to be quite important to the jellyfish Yin Ji.

If it's so important, of course he can't be kept!

It is also impossible to let the male lady appear in front of the jellyfish Yinji.

"Can I go now..."

Madam Xiong looked at Lin Pingzhi resentfully and asked.

He was really afraid of Lin Pingzhi. Although his shoulder was injured, the two fingers that committed the crime were also cut off.

But he didn't dare to complain, he just wanted to get out of here quickly and stay away from Lin Pingzhi.

Even, he will never come to Shenshui Palace in the future.

"Walk?"

Lin Pingzhi pouted.

Holding the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade, he drew a sword flower in the air, and the cold light flickered, illuminating the frightened face of Xiong Niangzi.

"Mr. Lin, don't you want to let me go?"

Xiong Niangzi asked puzzledly.

Looking at the shining Weeping Blood Ghost Blade, he was terrified in his heart.

"Let you go?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Mrs. Xiong and asked back.

Xiong Niangzi did not dare to speak, and trembled in front of Weeping Blood Ghost Blade.

"I just said, I thought about letting you go, didn't I say I would let you go?"

As he spoke, Lin Pingzhi held the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade and swiped lightly.

A sword mark appeared on Xiong Niangzi's face.

Although there is some distance from Shenshui Palace, it is not far.

If the body was found by the people of Shenshui Palace and brought back to Shenshui Palace, the jellyfish Yin Ji would definitely be sad when she saw it.

Still more stable.

Disfigure the male lady and kill her again so that no one will recognize her.

"what……"

Xiong Niangzi felt the pain and ran like crazy.

Lin Pingzhi was not in a hurry, and slashed across Xiong Niangzi's body one after another with his sword.

There is no good end for flower pickers.

Yun Zhonghe is like this, Tian Boguang is like this, and now Xiong Niangzi is the same.

"what……"

Xiong Niangzi ran like crazy.

He didn't even care about the cliff in front of him.

In his opinion, jumping off the cliff, there may be a way to survive.

But in front of Lin Pingzhi, there must be no way out!

"Huh? Want to jump off a cliff and escape?"

A playful look appeared in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

He touched his waist with his hand.

The Meteorite Flying Knife appeared in his hand.

"Xiao Li Feidao, the example is not in vain!"

As the flying knife cut through the air, there was a sonic boom.

"Poof" sounded.

Before Xiong Niangzi's body fell off the cliff, the flying knife penetrated Xiong Niangzi's forehead.

Flying knives can be recovered, he is not worried about this.

But is it possible that Mrs. Xiong is not dead?

Although it looked like it was piercing through the forehead, I was still a little worried.

Didn’t the novels and TV dramas in the previous life all fall off the cliff, but didn’t die?

"Ding, kill Xiong Niangzi, reward: increase the conversion rate by one."

Lin Pingzhi heaved a sigh of relief at the system's prompt.

Eyes can deceive, systems don't.

It can be concluded that Mrs. Xiong really died this time.

After putting away the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade, Lin Pingzhi turned around and prepared to return to Shenshui Palace.

Now Yin Ji, the jellyfish, still needs his comfort.