Female President's Protector

Repeatedly evading the Dragon God's kind invitation, Zhang Yi and Luo Qingcheng returned to the hotel. When they were at the door of the room, a familiar and overwhelming aura suddenly came.

His complexion changed slightly, and he frowned tightly, why is he here?

Slowly opening the door, an old man with white hair, beard reaching the throat, wearing a Tang suit, with a fairy-like appearance was sitting leisurely on the sofa, watching the models on the catwalk on TV intently.

Luo Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, seeing Zhang Yi's excited eyes, she didn't say anything.

Cleverly, she stepped aside, poured a cup of tea and took it.

"Brat, are you back?" Just as he walked in, the old man asked calmly without taking his eyes off the TV.

"Old man." Zhang Yi sat down next to the old man, wanting to say a thousand things in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

"Thank you." The old man took the tea that Luo Qingcheng handed over.

Zhang Yi frowned, turned off the TV, and looked at the old man: "You suddenly appeared, there must be something wrong."

The ghost doctor was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, pointed at Zhang Yi's hand, and then took a deep breath: "Where's your ring?"

"It's gone." Zhang Yi was taken aback, with a strange expression on his face.

Why did the master ask about his ring as soon as he came?

"Yeah." The ghost doctor nodded slightly, he didn't seem surprised by this sentence, as if he knew it already, he looked at Luo Qingcheng who was sitting quietly beside him with a strange expression.

Zhang Yi was taken aback, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "Old man, this is my daughter-in-law, let me tell you not to think about it."

The ghost doctor was stunned, then slapped Zhang Yi on the head hard, and murmured in his heart: "It's okay, I'm here."

"You come in." The ghost doctor said solemnly, and then slowly walked into Zhang Yi's room.

"Do you remember that I told you once, telling you not to give up the struggle, no one will help you for the rest of your life, you can only rely on yourself to be the most secure?"

Hearing the ghost doctor's words, Zhang Yi nodded, full of suspicion.

"That day, a vision appeared on the seaside of Zhonghai, and the sky thundered, which attracted the attention of all parties. Many people thought that there was a treasure born, but it was not the case."

"What do you mean?"

"The reason why the ring on your hand disappears is because it has recognized its owner, and you are its owner, and it has merged with you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi frowned tightly, why couldn't he understand a single word?

"Now it's time for you to know all this." The ghost doctor took a deep breath.

"Thousands of years ago..."

"Thousands of years ago?" Zhang Yi's eyes widened, oh my god, I can't hold back 1000 years.

"Stinky boy, do you still want to know the doubts in your heart?" The ghost doctor glared at Zhang Yi.

Seeing that Zhang Yi stopped talking, the ghost doctor said slowly: "Thousands of years ago, there were four masters in China who were famous all over the world. It is said that they were also inherited from ancient times."

"Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, these four masters are extremely powerful, but if something important happens in Huaxia and Hongmeng is not the opponent, they will take action."

"Wait, old man, what are you talking about?" Zhang Yi was speechless for a while, what kind of green dragon and white tiger, but also Hongmeng, is inexplicable.

The ghost doctor glared at Zhang Yi, did not answer his question, and said slowly: "Hundreds of years ago, the inheritor of Xuanwu fought fiercely with the originator of European vampires. It is also a desperate effort to seal the vampire lineage in the Xuanwu Ring."

Suddenly, Zhang Yi's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously!

"The strength of the bloodline is sealed, and the strength of each member cannot break through the earl's realm. No matter what method is used, there is still no way to break it."

"The prince of the blood clan accidentally learned that only those with the fate of Ziwei who practiced Xuanwu Great Emperor's Star Jue, and after receiving the inheritance of Xuanwu, plus the blood of the extremely yin daughter, can unravel their curse."

Zhang Yi suddenly looked miserable, and his brows were deeply furrowed: "If I'm not mistaken, this prince's name is Christine, right?"

"Indeed." The ghost doctor was startled, nodded and sighed: "Christine once asked me to help you get the Xuanwu inheritance as soon as possible."

"Because you can save their blood race only if you get the Xuanwu inheritance." The ghost doctor took a deep look at Zhang Yi.

"So I am domineering and domineering in Europe because of Christine?" Zhang Yi's face turned pale, full of bitterness.

Now he also knew who that mysterious phone call was and who Christine Shura was talking about.

Seeing Zhang Yi's expression, the ghost doctor sighed softly: "No, although Christine, as the parent of the blood clan, is extremely powerful, even though he is a supernatural person and a member of the blood clan who once warned Europe not to look for him. You are troublesome, but all of this is your own hard work."

"Don't come here." Zhang Yi took a deep breath, his expression a bit miserable.

"In this way, there will be fewer obstacles in your path to supremacy. You won't be blocked by those masters, and you will only deal with some ordinary organizations. Naturally, you will be invincible."

"Hehe." Zhang Yi smiled miserably, with indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Suddenly, thinking of something, the pupils shrank for a while, and the tiger's body trembled: "Don't tell me that Qingcheng is the daughter of extreme yin?"

"Actually, you already understand in your heart, why should I say more?" The ghost doctor looked at Zhang Yi who lost his composure, and sighed softly.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yi suddenly stood up, his eyes turned scarlet, and shouted loudly: "Impossible, impossible."

"Stinky boy, why are you so excited before I finish?" Seeing Zhang Yi's excitement, the ghost doctor laughed and cursed helplessly.

"call!"

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his fists were clenched tightly and his veins popped out.

"Originally, I planned to tell you these things after you participated in the Xuanwu Conference, but who would have expected that Xuanwu Jie would recognize the master so quickly, and you also went to the Philippines during this time." The ghost doctor's eyebrows flashed a little. sad.

"Now everything can only depend on you, and the old man can't help you anymore."

The ghost doctor saw that Zhang Yi's face was still so gloomy, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Boy, as long as you are strong enough, why should you be afraid of any prince? As long as you have the inheritance of Xuanwu, you don't need to help them break the seal."

"Old man, are you kidding me with what you said?" After a long time, Zhang Yi seemed unable to digest it, and asked with a frown.

"Our mission is to find the descendants of Xuanwu, do you think I'm joking?" the ghost doctor said, glaring at Zhang Yi.

"Then didn't you say there are Qinglong Baihu and Suzaku? What about them?"

"I don't know, who knows where they went."

After a long time, Zhang Yi took a deep breath and asked bitterly, "If I'm not wrong, you were the one who helped me three years ago, right?"

No matter how powerful I am, how powerful the Star Art is, but in the hidden family, if some ancestors or masters come out, I will definitely be wiped out.

But these people three years ago allowed themselves to make a fuss, and he felt strange at that time.

The ghost doctor wanted to say that his purpose was to pave the way for Zhang Yi to grow up, and that was their duty!

But if he said that, it would hit Zhang Yi, so he didn't say it in the end.