Female President's Protector

Time flies, the sun and the moon are jumping pills, a hundred days have passed in a flick of a finger, and it has been three months.

For Zhang Wanling, these three months were undoubtedly the most tormenting period, a period when she was in agony.

At this time, in Zhang Yi's ward, seeing Zhang Wanling who was in tears all day long, Sanniang felt very uncomfortable and comforted her softly.

Although I have told her that Zhang Yi is fine, but this guy has been in a coma for three months, causing panic.

"Sister, you don't have to worry, your enemy is fine." Sanniang took Zhang Wanling's plain hand and said softly.

"Miss Situ, when do you think Xiao Yi will wake up?" Zhang Wanling sniffed and said with a sob.

Sanniang was startled, and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

"Also, you can call me San Niang like an enemy."

Hearing Sanniang's words, Zhang Wanling was startled and shook her head blankly.

Although she didn't know what happened at the time, Liu Minsheng came with a large number of police troops afterwards, and Sanniang also came after hearing the news. After she had a little understanding of the situation, she immediately ordered to go to the island country to destroy the hell. The fire was only stopped by a phone call.

Furthermore, she worked tirelessly day and night to help Zhang Yi heal his wounds, how could Daen Dade himself disrespect her.

If Sanniang knew it, she would smile helplessly. Maybe she was helping Zhang Yi during the day, but someone else was helping him at night, but she didn't say these words.

Suddenly, a very strange scene appeared in the ward.

I saw that the ward suddenly became extremely bright, and light continuously poured into Zhang Yi's body.

At this time, Zhang Yi's body on the hospital bed was crackling, as if being reborn in the meridians.

"This……"

Seeing Zhang Yi's pale face, Zhang Wanling covered her small mouth with her small hand, full of disbelief, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with Xiao Yi?"

Sanniang was overjoyed, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, he's making a breakthrough."

After finishing speaking, he murmured, "It seems that you are the one he loves the most."

"breakthrough?"

"Uh……"

Zhang Yi, who was lying on the hospital bed, groaned, opened his eyes suddenly, and jumped up...

When he saw Zhang Wanling and Sanniang, he was slightly taken aback, and asked slowly, "I'm not dead?"

"Xiao Yi, you finally woke up, woo woo..." Zhang Wanling couldn't take it anymore, she threw herself into his arms, sobbing softly.

Zhang Yi hugged Zhang Wanling tightly, full of suspicion in his heart.

After a long time, when Zhang Wanling got better, she looked at her blushing face and asked, "What happened in the end?"

"We didn't know. Someone yelled at that time, and then we passed out. When we woke up, Secretary Liu and Miss Situ had already arrived." Zhang Wanling was also puzzled.

"Huh?" Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and looked at Sanniang inquiringly.

Sanniang's vermilion lips parted slightly, and she said: "Master!"

Zhang Yi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he was fine. After all, there were so many ancient warriors at that time, and even the police army could not stop them from killing him. It turned out that the old man had come.

As for why they fainted, or they couldn't stand the old man's aura, or the old man didn't want to be seen.

In any case, he was finally spared a catastrophe.

As for those people, Zhang Yi didn't bother to think about it, just joking, although he didn't know what the old man's state was, and he didn't know who in the world could defeat him, but as long as he made a move, it would be no wonder that these people survived.

"I'm triple the day after tomorrow?" After a long time, Zhang Yi looked at his own situation, full of inconceivable, he had never heard that he could break through after being injured.

"Well, I just broke through the third level." Sanniang covered her mouth and smiled, and then said in a low voice: "He will spare time every morning to heal your injuries, probably to help you wash your marrow and meridians, so that you can quickly improve your realm."

"Oh."

"My friend, he told you to take good care of that ring." Thinking of something, Sanniang asked puzzledly, "Is that the ring with the words 'Death' engraved on it?"

"En." Zhang Yi nodded: "It seems that he knows the origin of the ring, did he say anything else?"

"I didn't say anything, I just told you not to go to the fire of hell. He wants you to go back to the Zhang family to participate in the martial arts competition, win the championship of the Xuanwu Conference, and help him win that treasure." Speaking of this, Sanniang couldn't help chuckling .

Sure enough, as she expected, Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard it, and his teeth itched with hatred: "I won't go."

"Well, I also think that if he really wants to, is it a matter of moving his fingers?" Sanniang felt the same, but then she looked at him with a half-smile and said: "Master said, if you don't go, don't think about it." Know the origin of the ring."

"I...fuck..." Zhang Yi opened his mouth wide.

Although Zhang Wanling was puzzled, Zhang Yi's waking up made her smile. When he opened his mouth, he quickly spooned a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and then supported his chin with her tender little hand, telling him to close his mouth.

Zhang Yi swallowed the porridge in his mouth and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

"It's been more than three months." Sanniang didn't speak, but Zhang Wanling said bitterly after wiping his lower lip with a tissue.

"Three months?" Zhang Yi was startled, and roughly calculated the time: "So the family meeting will start soon?"

"Are you really going to attend?"

"No, I'm not interested in that, but I'm interested in Xiaoyu's current cultivation." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"He is now at the peak of the acquired sixth level, and it is estimated that he can break through before the conference."

Hearing Sanniang's words, Zhang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but said to Zhang Wanling, "Sister, why don't we take some time to visit Xiaoyu?"

Zhang Wanling lightened her pretty face, pursed her lips and said, "You have the final say."

Obviously, she clearly remembered that fifth uncle, that is, Zhang Yu's father, was very kind to their family.

"Sanniang, who sent you this information at that time?" Zhang Yi asked suspiciously after a long time.

Sanniang's eyes burst out with a cold light, and her face was full of coldness: "This person is dead."

"Uh."

"Together with more than 30 members of his family, all were killed."

"Hehe, have you been silenced?" Zhang Yi sneered, but now that the clues have been broken, there is nothing he can do.

"That cousin of yours seems to be ready to move. Hellfire is now seriously injured and needs to recuperate, but he actually issued a summoning order." Sanniang said coldly.

If it weren't for the heavy soldiers guarding the gate of the Temple of Killing God, it is estimated that these three months will not be safe.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi felt helpless, he still didn't know how he had offended him, so he had to kill himself.

Is it really for Tang Wanru?