Chapter 38: Counterattack of falling in love with rivals (...) [4]

Qi Ting raised his head in a daze, and saw that his rival stood in front of him at some point, protecting them both in a protective posture, although the main one was Xie Ling.
He can only see the other side's back, shocked. The dress embroidered with sword patterns on that corner fluttered with the wind, as eye-catching as the owner.
"Are you in the same group as them?" The black-clothed man who injured Qi Ting wandered between Lin Zhizhi and the people behind him. "Unexpectedly, that kid looks like a human, but he finally wanted You who look like a girl come forward."
"Go to Nima, I was careless. Do you think I will lose to you if you are really good? Your father, my family is rich, and I can kill you with spirit stones!" Qi Ting got up and shouted.
Lin Zhizhi's expression remained unchanged, and the arm that blocked Qi Ting was as steady as Mount Tai. Even if he was insulted by the man in black, he didn't look angry. He turned his head and said, "Go back."
His tone was very flat, with no emotional ups and downs, but Qi Ting could hear the majesty similar to his own master. When the two sides met their sights, facing the young boy's bright eyes, Qi Ting opened his mouth and swallowed the rebuttal. The hand that was about to roll up his sleeves turned back to his side.
The black-haired boy looked back at the other side: "You are the helpers invited by the money and the grandson family, right?"
The black-clothed man exchanged glances with his companions, threw three spirit stones on the shopkeeper’s stall like a demonstration, and then picked up the hairpin, neither denying nor admitting: "Yes, so how? You are not as skilled as people, This hairpin naturally belongs to me."
"I'm not interested in the hairpin, but since Miss Xie wants it, you have to stay." Lin Zhizhi said, "In addition, you injured my fellow door, and you need to leave an explanation."
After all, Lin Zhizhi was influenced by Master Dao Zun’s temperament of supremacy of force. He drew his sword to face each other if he didn't agree with him. He was not as weak and deceiving as the other party thought.
"I have tried your younger brother and younger sister, so let's take a look at yours—" The man obviously came here specifically to test and thank his family. Lin Zhizhi's words were just what he meant, and the cloak was lifted to meet Lin Zhizhi.
...
After Qi Ting was stopped by the young master of the Lin family, he held his chest tight for a while, and then hurried to Xie Ling's side and asked warmly. I thought that although it is humiliating to be a rival in love, I should be able to win back a city with such care for the frightened girl.
It was just the words of the man in black that broke his glass heart again. Qi Tingkuan kelp has an abnormal chest tightness with tears: Where do I look like this fellow’s junior? I'm brother! You can't just mess up your seniority because he looks good and is better than me!
The point on his head that had originally risen because of Lin Zhizhi's sudden appearance immediately dropped by five points.
#好感的小舟说翻就翻#
"Junior Sister..." Qi Ting clutched his chest and wanted to find Junior Sister Ruanmeng for comfort, but he didn't expect to look up and saw the girl staring straight at Lin Zhizhi in front of him, not listening to him at all.
All his faces are written: #林兄’s still so handsome#
Qi Tingsheng turned his head imperceptibly, and watched Lin Zhizhi fight the man in black with full anger in his arms.
then--
This seems to be really good...
No matter from the demeanor or the swordsmanship aspect.

As soon as Lin Zhizhi fought against the man in black, he was somewhat convinced of his guess.
This Body Refining Judgment was too similar to the true demon disciple he killed in the secret realm, except that it lacked the two obvious characteristics of three heads, six arms and black mist.
As for the cultivation base-
He has even killed the true true demon disciples, so how can he talk about these "pseudo demon repairs" who are incognito in Linye City? Tianlei has an excellent restraint effect on this kind of devilish body refining. There is no need to use a sword formation. Lin Zhizhi quietly integrates Tianlei into the familiar basic swordsmanship, mixed with thunderbolt, sweeping the black man in front of him.
The man's body, facing Qi Ting's offensive like a copper wall and iron wall, was used by Lin Zhizhi as cutting melons and vegetables. Q Xianjian approached the man with an unstoppable aura, broke his defense, and stopped by the man's horrified eyes.
The young master of the Lin family tilted his head: "You hurt my junior, then I will scrap your arm."
Q Xianjian came to the man's wrist, spit out his sword air, and cut his hand muscles.
In fact, the Qi Ting who was watching from the side was very relieved: "..."
Hi, wait a minute, Lin Zhizhi, why did you start calling me Junior Brother? ! I am an inner disciple, older than you in generations!
"Also, you robbed my junior sister's things—"
"and many more!"
The companion next to the man didn't expect things to happen so quickly. In the electric light flint, the helper hired by the Xie family ignored the faces of the other two families and abolished his left hand on the spot!
"This is our fault. You take this hairpin if you want." The other person looked gloomy and stopped Lin Zhizhi. "The price of an arm is enough to apologize to your junior."
When the news was received, the people invited by the Xie family had gone out, and they rushed to try. The man's behavior was also tacitly approved by him. This time, there is no room for loss! These human races are really dull, they have guarded the bone washing pool for so many years, but they have never discovered that secret.
But he didn't expect that this person who appeared later had such a cultivation level, and he didn't know what cultivation technique he cultivated. The blue light completely turned his companion's body refining into naught! And decisive, the speed of the start makes it too late to stop!
Fortunately, he broke his arm, but as long as he picked it up quickly, the high-grade pill can still make him recover.
The black-haired boy held the hilt firmly with his skeletal hand, and the sharp tip moved back to the man's throat.
His hands are beautiful, but this man has no intention of admiring them. He doesn't even dare to swallow, for fear that the other's hands will shake and he will have to go to see the king.
"Not enough." Lin Zhizhi said coldly while looking at the middle-aged man named the first.
The man opened his cloak, revealing a sallow face, and squinted his eyes to threaten: "The appetite is too big, but it will die."
Lin Zhizhi did not speak, and asked the fairy sword to move down a little further, touching the man's skin, exuding a bright red color.
"Stop it, it's for you." The middle-aged man looked pale, took a bottle of pill from his arms and threw it at Lin Zhizhi.
Lin Zhizhi caught it with his other hand and asked the man with his eyes.
"Zhuyan Dan." He snorted coldly.
The Zhuyan Pill can freeze the face of the person taking it at this moment, will not be old, and belong to a special kind of pill. Generally speaking, the market price is not high, but if you encounter a female monk who cares about her appearance, she might be able to sell it at a high price.
Lin Zhizhi retracted to ask the fairy sword, let go of the man, and went straight to Xie Ling.
"Young man, I advise you, don't take things that shouldn't be taken, or I'm afraid something will happen." The middle-aged man looked at the young man's back with a profound meaning.
Lin Zhizhi ignored him.
Lin’s young master, no matter what, he once dominated the family. Those deeds about Lan Zhen were not made by blowing, but by beating them (...), there is no such thing as a bun who has suffered a loss and swallowed his anger.
He came to Xie Ling and threw the bottle to her: "Be careful next time."
It was the dark night, and the faint light of Zhuozhuo shone on the young man's face. It even seemed that his skin was crystal clear, and those slightly raised Danfeng eyes swept randomly, brighter than the sky above his head. The smooth lines of his side face were concealed between his black hair, like a cloud of Wushan, making it difficult to see clearly.
Xie Ling took the bottle of Yan Dan, and said in a daze, "Brother Lin, this...?"
Lin Zhizhi smiled, reached out and patted her on the head, and looked at Qi Ting again.
His smile did not diminish at that time, and this look dragged him back to the world from the top of Tianshan Mountain. In the night, it looks different from the usual coldness, but with a gentle color.
Qi Ting's heart jumped inexplicably, a little nervous, and he didn't know what Lin Zhizhi would say to him.
What if he were to share a pill for beauty? Then he must laugh at the vision of his rivals, and have as many Yan Yan Dan with his own financial resources; if it is a hypocritical concern? Then he...then he can barely accept it! This can show his tolerance and generosity-
While he was struggling, he only heard Lin Zhizhi continue to say: "Junior Brother, may you inform the elders of the school?"
Qi Ting: "...Call! Me! Brother! Brother!" (ノ｀Д)ノ
Sure enough, he shouldn't have any expectations of Lin Zhizhi!