Female President's Protector

Looking at the place where they were standing was completely destroyed by bombs, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with a sense of murder, and he frowned tightly.

Seeing Zhang Yi frown, Cheng De, He Chuan and the others thought Zhang Yi had repented, and were so frightened that they almost lost control.

Especially at this moment, Zhang Yi exuded a cold aura, which swept the entire prairie, and his eyes, like dry wells for thousands of years, shot out the abyss and hell-like aura, even Yu Fojie also had a look of fear on his face.

Zhang Yi at this moment is really terrifying, exuding a majestic aura all over his body, making them unable to help but bow their heads and bow their heads, so terrifying.

Above supernatural powers!

This is the voice in the hearts of all the members of the Wolf of Mongolia.

Because of the aura he exuded, even Cheng De was terrified, not to mention that these people would have felt it from Cheng De.

For this reason, whether it was Chengde or He Chuan, their faces were as pale as paper, and their lips trembled slightly, showing the fear in their hearts.

After a long time, Zhang Yi frowned and said to Bao Bei, "Let's go to the Bureau of Cultural Relics to have a look at that matouqin."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to Luo Qingcheng's side and said softly, "Honey, let's go."

The voice was very soft and light, and Luo Qingcheng's heart was filled with warmth from the apex of love.

Seeing the backs of the two going away, Bao Bei led Guoan's people to chase after them.

"The head of the sect let you off once today. If I find out that you dare to disrespect him next time, don't blame us for annihilating you!" Huang Biao looked at the pale Chengde and said coldly.

Immediately, without waiting for Chengde to reply, he led eight Hongmeng disciples to catch up with Zhang Yi.

There was silence on the grassland, no one spoke, and the sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of panting, which showed that the hearts of these people were now filled with fear.

"Yu Fujie, did you already know his identity?" After a long time, He Chuan's body trembled, and he looked at Yu Fujie in a deep voice and asked.

Yu Fujie was stunned for a moment, and said bitterly: "I only know that his name is Zhang Yi, and he is the elder Keqing of Hongmeng, but I don't know that he is the master of Hongmeng!"

Yes, they were all smitten.

Originally they were shocked when they thought that the fake Zhang Yi was the elder Ke Qing, but they had to know that the young man who was only 27 or [-] years old had already become the elder Ke Qing of Hongmeng.

But what is even more shocking is that the young man is fake, aside from the fact that Zhang Yi is younger and has a higher status, and he is no longer comparable to the elder Ke Qing.

The words "Lord of Primordial Conception" kept weighing on their hearts, making them almost suffocate.

Although it has always been just hearsay about how powerful Hongmeng is, but because of this, the mysterious Hongmeng has become even more veiled in their hearts.

Today, Zhang Yi is actually the Lord of Primordial Origin.

And they wanted to deal with him with great fanfare.

Once he gives an order, the whole primordial wolf will come out, and the wolf of Mongolia will be reduced to ashes and cease to exist.

"A person with such a strong status and status acts so low-key, isn't this pretending to be coercive?" He Chuan clenched his fists and said after hearing Yu Fujie's words.

"Old He, it's your fault!" Yu Fujie sighed slowly, and continued: "No matter how powerful a person's status is, he will not publicize how powerful he is, just like those rich people who don't know how powerful they are." Will go around showing off his money like that."

"Some people pretend to be poor as they get richer, and some people pretend to be poor when they have nothing. The more they pretend, the more they can expose their shortcomings, just like that person. Just imagine, if you are really a Hongmeng person, how can you pretend to be poor?" Will want to seek our help, at most just let us help."

"What do you mean?" He Chuan looked blank for a while.

"It is estimated that he may have heard that there are treasures here, but he did not dare to act privately, so he wanted to seek our help, so he raised his status, so that he will have confidence when negotiating with us."

Hearing Yu Fujie's explanation, everyone was stunned.

But only Zhang Yi knew that this person was by no means that simple.

Although he didn't know who he was, and didn't know much about Hongmeng's real-time information, Zhang Yi could tell from his escape that he was always ready to escape at any time.

Zhang Yi was puzzled by the fact that a cultivator actually carried a button bomb with him.

No, seeing Zhang Yi's frowning, Luo Qingcheng had a worried look on his beautiful face, and asked softly, "Still thinking about that imposter?"

Zhang Yi nodded and did not deny it: "I was thinking, what is his purpose!"

"Then you still let him escape on purpose?" Luo Qingcheng blinked her eyes and said.

She didn't believe that with Zhang Yi's strength, how could he easily let someone with half-step supernatural powers escape.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "He's just a pawn, if you want to attract bigger fish, that's the only way to go."

Luo Qingcheng lightened her pretty face, covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

She knew that no man did anything for a purpose, and she would not let this guy escape for no reason.

Furthermore, since this person pretended to be Zhang Yi, he must have been instigated by someone behind him.

"Young Master Zhang, please get in the car. The Cultural Relics Bureau is far away." Bao Bei, who had caught up with Zhang Yi and the two, said.

Zhang Yi was startled, thought for a moment, tilted his head to look at Luo Qingcheng and said, "Honey, how about the two of us ride over there?"

"Ride... a horse?"

Luo Qingcheng was startled, and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Riding a horse and chasing a car, probably only this guy can come up with such a weird idea.

"Yeah, look at the crowd behind them. They are in Guoan's car, let's ride there!" Zhang Yi said while holding Luo Qingcheng's catkin.

"You can do whatever you like!" Luo Qingcheng said angrily.

But she knew it very well, because the man knew that he liked to ride a horse, and he liked to enjoy the blessings of nature on horseback, feeling the whistling wind passing by his ears.

"hey-hey!"

Immediately, the two walked directly to the racecourse, leaving Bao Bei and his group in a mess.

Sure enough, one cannot look at Zhang Yi with the eyes of ordinary people.

on horseback.

Zhang Yifu whispered next to Luo Qingcheng's crystal clear ear: "When the time comes, my husband will take you to fly in the sky!"

"fly?"

Luo Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood.

Because he once said that the ring spirit said that once the Guiyuan sword art is perfect, then you can use the imperial sword to fly, but you must use the sword of the gods.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingcheng's eyes flickered with anticipation.

There are many planes, but I haven't tried Yu Jian to fly yet.

"Then hurry up and practice Guiyuan Sword Art!" Luo Qingcheng turned around and leaned on his chest and said.

"As ordered!"

Zhang Yi laughed, and immediately slapped the horse's back, and the horse flew out in an instant!