Female President's Protector

"Before awarding the championship award, let me tell you one thing." Suddenly, Longshen looked at Zhang Yi with a solemn expression and said.

"Ah."

"Do you know the legend of the millennium?"

Zhang Yi was startled, his heart tightened, and he pretended to be at a loss and said, "What legend?"

"Thousands of years ago, there were four masters in China, namely Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu."

"However, hundreds of years ago, the inheritors of Xuanwu fought against the leader of the blood clan, and tried their best to eliminate the leader of the blood clan..."

Long Shen talked for more than ten minutes before he said what the ghost doctor said to Zhang Yi at that time.

"Someone once asked, where did the other three masters go?"

Dragon God spoke solemnly, and although Zhang Yi had heard of this legend a long time ago, and he was a basalt inheritor, he always felt that there was something in Dragon God's words.

"Here is the answer, and there is a remnant map of Xuanwu in it. It is said that only by finding six remnants of Xuanwu map can we find the inheritance of Xuanwu." Seeing Zhang Yi's blank expression, Dragon God said with a smile.

"However, even if you find all six xuanwu remnants, you may not be able to get the xuanwu inheritance. It is said that people who have Ziwei Xingge practice the xuanwu technique to be useful."

Zhang Yi frowned deeply. He faintly felt that there was a huge vortex inside. He also had a copy of the Xuanwu Remnant Map, and he knew that he had to collect all six.

But why can you know where the three masters went at that time?

"Boy, you have to remember that you are from Huaxia." Dragon God gave Zhang Yi the last box and reminded him again.

Zhang Yi nodded slightly, and put away the three boxes. Suddenly, he had a feeling, which was inexplicable, and he seemed to be unable to breathe under the pressure.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and his face became extremely dignified.

If the person behind the back knew what the treasure of this championship was in advance, and then tried every means to arrange for Ouyang Jun to ban Situ Jie from participating in the Xuanwu Conference, and then win the championship, plus he was eyeing the Xuanwu Ring and Remnant Figure, would there be something wrong with it? Shocking secret?

Or is there a huge conspiracy behind them?

After a long time, Zhang Yi took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Okay, long-winded."

"Stinky boy."

On the rostrum, Gongsun Zeliang looked at Zhang Guoxing with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, congratulations."

Zhang Guoxing smiled bitterly, frowning deeply.

According to his guess, those who killed Zhang Yi's parents should show up today, but why didn't he show up?

Could it be because there are people from Hongmeng defending this time?

Suddenly, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What do you think is the treasure that has been rumored?" Gongsun Zeliang also looked curious.

"I don't know, but it must have something to do with Gu Wu." Zhang Guoxing smiled lightly and said calmly.

"Uh."

"This time, the Ling family probably hates your precious grandson. You should tell him to be careful in case he jumps over the wall in a hurry." Thinking of something, Gongsun Zeliang said with a frown.

Zhang Guoxing smiled bitterly: "Do you think he will be a fearful person?"

"That's true."

On the field, Zhang Yi returned to the position of the Zhang family.

"Aren't you supposed to be happy?" Seeing Zhang Yi's preoccupied look, Luo Qingcheng blinked slightly, full of puzzlement.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and smiled slightly: "It's okay."

"Oh."

"Congratulations to Young Master Zhang for winning the championship."

"Yes, congratulations."

"Young Master Zhang, I wonder if you are free after the end?"

"Young Master Zhang is really young and promising. He has such a state at a young age."

"Young Master Yi..."

At this moment, people from various families came to congratulate. They seemed to have forgotten their attitude after Ouyang Jun spread the news of Zhang Yi's death.

Now they are here to flatter and flatter. What's ridiculous is that they couldn't lift their heads when they met Zhang Yigang's eyes.

And many of the family children and contestants who originally wanted to win the first place in the Xuanwu Conference also came over to congratulate them at this time. After all, they all have self-knowledge. In comparison, as long as you can get acquainted with Zhang Yi now.

Zhang Yi ignored these people, and after the dragon god announced the end, he led Luo Qingcheng's catkin and walked out of Yandu Mountain slowly.

The annual and long-awaited Xuanwu Meeting ended like this, which made everyone sigh, especially the champion who left in such a hurry without saying a word.

On the outskirts of Yandu Mountain, Zhang Yi, Shura and his party came here.

"Young Master Yi..."

Seeing Situ Jitong chasing up non-stop, Zhang Yi gave a bitter smile and stopped in his tracks.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you." Zhang Yi looked at Situ Jitong and said calmly.

"Thank you."

Suddenly thought of something, Zhang Yi's heart moved: "Do you know what the person who arrested Situ Jie looked like?"

"I don't know. Someone introduced me to adopt Ouyang Jun as a foster son before, but just before the Xuanwu Conference, he told me that Xiaojie was in his hands, and told me to obey him obediently, otherwise he would kill Xiaojie immediately. " Situ Jitong was taken aback for a moment, then said bitterly.

"Who introduced it?"

"A friend, but recently he also disappeared."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he frowned and asked, "Did they ask you to do something?"

"No, I just said that as long as I am obedient, Xiaojie will be safe and sound." Situ Jitong said with a soft sigh.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes: "At any rate, you are also the head of the eight great families, and you can be threatened by a brat."

Situ Jitong's eyes were gloomy, and it seemed to suddenly become extremely empty: "I have already lost a child, and I can't lose Xiaojie again."

"..."

"I'm afraid it's your own problem that you lost a child." At this point, Zhang Yi's murderous intent reappeared, and he stared at Situ Jitong coldly.

Situ Jitong smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's my problem."

"Hmph." Zhang Yi snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on Situ Jitong, and his killing intent burst forth.

Situ Jitong didn't seem to feel Zhang Yi's expression, or it could be said that all his thoughts were on Situ Jie now: "Young Master Yi, please."

"Go back and wait for my news."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank the child you lost." Zhang Yi said calmly, and immediately took Luo Qingcheng's hand and left.

Looking at Zhang Yi's figure, Situ Ji had the same bewildered expression on his face, he had no idea what Zhang Yi's words meant.

Could it be that he is pitying himself because he has lost a child?

But anyway, as long as he agrees.