Female President's Protector

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

Just when everyone was extremely worried, Zhang Yi's figure appeared on the surface of the sea, making them happy.

After a while, Zhang Yi returned to the boat, heaved a long breath, saw the faces of everyone who were hesitant to speak, and said with a wry smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"You can tell your sister-in-law about this, she is even more worried."

Hearing Li Xuqian's words, Zhang Yi was taken aback, then grinned: "Qingcheng, what's the matter?"

Luo Qingcheng pursed her lips lightly and walked into the cabin.

When everyone was puzzled, they saw her walking towards Zhang Yi in small steps with a dry towel in her hand.

Luo Qingcheng was extremely gentle, with tenderness in his eyes, standing behind Zhang Yi, asked him to sit down, and gently brushed his hair.

Seeing this, Baitian and the five had weird expressions. Who would have thought that Luo Qingcheng, who was always icy, would be so considerate, and then wisely refrained from making light bulbs.

"Allure..."

"What happened to you at the bottom of the sea?" Luo Qingcheng interrupted Zhang Yi and asked puzzledly. After going down for such a long time, a huge vortex appeared in the distance. She had to associate the two together. .

"Hey, I..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yi looked excited, and slowly told Luo Qingcheng what happened at the bottom of the sea in detail.

Seeing Zhang Yi like a child who got his favorite toy at this time, talking about the things under the sea with joy, Luo Qingcheng's exquisite mouth corners twitched with joy.

As long as the person is fine, she doesn't know anything about Jin Ao or any exercises, as long as the man is happy.

"I'll show you when I get home. That crystal stone is really beautiful. I plan to go back and have it processed and make a bracelet and necklace pendant for you."

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Luo Qingcheng stopped the movement of his hands, his eyes were a little dull, and he asked dully: "Do it for me?"

"Sure."

Zhang Yi's affirmative answer made Luo Qingcheng stunned, and there was a trace of redness in the eye sockets.

Even if he encounters something he likes very much, he never forgets to share it with himself, always thinking of himself.

Thinking of his attitude towards him before, Luo Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable.

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me."

"Why?" Zhang Yi looked up at Luo Qingcheng: "You are my girlfriend, if I don't treat you well, what if I run away with someone else?"

"You..." Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Luo Qingcheng felt ashamed and annoyed, the good atmosphere was ruined just like that.

Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing, stood up and let Luo Qingcheng sit beside him, held her catkin in his hands, played with it fondly, and said dotingly: "Qingcheng, you can only be mine for the rest of your life."

Luo Qingcheng blinked lightly, looked at Zhang Yi complicatedly, and said calmly: "Do you really think I will accept other men?"

"Uh, no!" Zhang Yi's face froze, and he smiled embarrassingly.

Seeing Zhang Yi's silly smile, Luo Qingcheng gave him a gouged look, frowned slightly and said, "Can the Xuanwu Conference be made in time?"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and said, "It's okay if you don't make it in time, at most you can grab it back at the end."

Anyway, what he cared about at the Xuanwu Conference was the treasure. As for making an appearance in front of the high-level officials, he didn't care at all. If his master hadn't said that the person who killed his parents was likely to appear, he wouldn't even bother with this conference.

He hated the red tape the most, especially these conferences, there were so many rules.

"..."

Luo Qingcheng's fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a burst of helplessness on her face.

"Actually, the person behind this time tied me to Lizhi, and wanted to kill you while leading you over. On the way back, two more people came to kill you. He arranged all this because he didn't want you to participate in the Xuanwu Conference." Luo Qingcheng Looking at Zhang Yi, his angry tone was mixed with a little worry.

"En." Zhang Yi nodded, and there was one thing Luo Qingcheng didn't mention, that is, the goal of the person behind it was Xuanwu Jie and Remnant Map, in other words, his goal was Xuanwu inheritance.

In this case, the person behind it is likely to be the real culprit who killed his parents back then.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered violently.

"Zhang Yi?"

"En." Hearing Luo Qingcheng's soft voice, Zhang Yicai felt a little better, shook his head lightly, and put these things aside for the time being.

"By the way, how is that Shura guy?"

If Shura knew that it took Zhang Yi a long time to come back and think of himself, he didn't know if he would be dragged out and destroyed humanely.

"He said he was fine."

"Let's go in and see him." Zhang Yi stood up, took Luo Qingcheng's plain hand, and walked into the cabin.

"Boss..."

"How is it?" Zhang Yi came to Shura and asked with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Yi, Shura opened his eyes and said angrily, "Do you still remember me?"

"Nonsense." Zhang Yi shrugged, then sat next to Shura, holding Shura's wrist with his right hand, apparently helping him feel his pulse.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "You are recovering well, it seems that you have not been in vain all these years."

"..."

"By the way, I'll give you a skill after you go back." Thinking of something, Zhang Yi looked at Shura and said.

"What technique?"

"Flying Dragon Technique."

"Flying Dragon Art?" Shura was stunned, sat up straight, full of inconceivable: "You mean Jin Ao's technique?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Zhang Yi looked bewildered. Why did he sometimes feel a little ignorant in front of Shura? He actually knew all this.

"When I was on a mission before, I heard an old man talk about this exercise, and he also told me about Jin Ao."

"Oh, is this skill very powerful?" Zhang Yi was completely puzzled when he saw Shura being so shocked.

Shura smiled bitterly: "It's not as good as the top, it's more than the bottom. Of course your star art is the top, and my Shura's method is the bottom."

After all, Xingchen Jue is a Xuanwu skill, and its power is not comparable to other kung fu. Of course, Zhang Yi's realm is not high now, so he can't discover the power of Xingchen Jue for the time being.

"So I go up to you?"

"..."

"..."

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, except for Luo Qingcheng who didn't understand, everyone was disgusted and rolled their eyes at Zhang Yi.

"How about it, you guys practice together too." Zhang Yi said to Bai Tian and the others after thinking for a moment.

"Really?"

"Great."

The crowd cheered for a while, and from Shura's expression, they knew that this technique was quite powerful.

Shura was weird for a while. If the ancient warriors in China knew that he would give away such a top-level kungfu casually, he didn't know if he would vomit blood. People couldn't ask for it. Just give it to others.

"By the way, how did you find this technique?"