Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Let their big brother Lin fight a hundred ordinary soldiers by himself. Although the odds of winning are low, there is still a chance of winning.

But if Yang Yi is on the stage.

They really have no confidence at all.

Lin Pingzhi didn't take it to heart.

It's just Yang Yizhi.

"Master Yang, do you want to do it yourself?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yang Yizhi and asked.

Yang Yizhi slowly pulled out the sword from his waist.

"That's right, Guard Lin broke through two levels in a row, which made Yang extremely ticklish!"

he said with a smile.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed.

"May I ask Master Yang, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, if there are casualties, what should we do?"

The hundred people surrounding Lin Pingzhi looked at Lin Pingzhi like a fool.

Surrounded by hundreds of people on his side, he actually asked what if there were casualties?

The purpose this time is to let you die!

"Life or death, draw your sword!"

Yang Yizhi replied.

Lin Pingzhi pursed his lips.

There was a qualitative change in his gaze in an instant.

"Chong!"

The weeping blood ghost knife was unsheathed.

at this moment.

Guard Lin Ping.

He was no longer an ordinary guard.

He is Lin Pingzhi, son of Mingyue!

Although the appearance is still the appearance of Lin Ping.

But whether it's temperament or the killing intent emanating from his body.

It's not something that an ordinary Ouchi guard can have.

"who are you!"

At this time, Yang Yizhi realized the problem.

He understood the aura exuded by the guard named Lin Ping in front of him.

It is definitely not something that the Ouchi guards of the palace can emit.

"who am I?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled.

He pointed his long knife obliquely at the ground.

"I am a first-rank royal guard with a knife, Lin Ping."

As he spoke, he slowly took a step forward.

Originally, a hundred soldiers were frightened by Lin Pingzhi's momentum and did not dare to move forward.

When Lin Pingzhi took this step.

Someone couldn't hold back.

"what!"

A soldier yelled.

Holding the saber in his hand, he rushed straight towards Lin Pingzhi.

He has only one thought now.

That is to kill the person in front of him who made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart.

As long as I kill him, I won't be afraid anymore...

Lin Pingzhi glanced at him, his eyes were as bright as stars.

The soldiers rushing over stopped in their tracks.

His expression became dull.

He slowly raised the long knife and pressed it against his neck.