Female President's Protector

The mountains and rivers lose their color, and the sun and the moon have no light.

At this time, the room was in a mess, everything was smashed, and a headless corpse lay quietly on the ground.

The smell of blood filled the whole room, and the pool of blood on the ground was so obvious.

Holding Su Zhiyi's head in his hands, Zhang Yi raised his head slightly, looked out the window, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom and Dad, your revenge has been avenged, and Qingcheng will be handed over to me."

"In this life, I will not let you worry. I will definitely treat her well and make her carefree and happy!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Luo Qingcheng turned around, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She was very uncomfortable, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her nose was sore for a while.

A pair of porcelain-like bare hands tightly pinched the hem of the skirt, the knuckles were already white, there was a sparkle in the eyes, and the white teeth were biting the lips.

For a long time, Luo Qingcheng's vermilion lips parted lightly, and his voice was lingering, as if weeping and complaining: "My husband..."

Zhang Yi turned around, came to Luo Qingcheng, blinked and said, "What's the matter, my good wife!"

Immediately afterwards, Luo Qingcheng threw herself into Zhang Yi's arms, sniffing his breath greedily, with sparkling, slightly red eyeballs in his eyes, and the depths of his eyes were full of love.

He obviously didn't have to kill Su Zhiyi, and he could definitely ask about Su Zhiyi's situation, after all, he had too many doubts in his heart.

Does it mean that Su Zhiyi can come back from there?

What's the situation over there?

Moreover, even if Yan Feng told the news over there, what about the whereabouts of the two of them?

This was very important, but he killed Su Zhiyi without even thinking about it, because in his heart, revenge for his parents was far more important than these things.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingcheng sniffed, wrapping her jade arm around Zhang Yi's bear waist, the meaning of happiness was self-evident.

After a long time, Zhang Yi notified Bao Bei to send someone to deal with Su Zhiyi's body, put his head into the turtle shell, and then led Luo Qingcheng's catkin out of the room.

One autumn rain and one cold, after the rain last night, the weather here is even colder.

Zhang Yi took off his coat and put it on for Luo Qingcheng. He was only wearing a short sleeve, which made Luo Qingcheng feel distressed, and said softly: "I'm not cold, you put on the coat quickly."

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth raised a playful arc: "It's not like you don't know how strong your husband and I are."

"..."

"There is a kind of longing called longing for autumn water, and there is a kind of cold called forgetting to wear long johns!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's muttering there, Luo Qingcheng smiled sweetly, her dimples were two o'clock, and she smiled coquettishly.

Looking at Luo Qingcheng's smile, it was simply breathtaking.

Her every frown and smile warmed Zhang Yi's heart. At this moment, he stopped and stared blankly at Luo Qingcheng, his fiery eyes fixed on her tender lips.

"Look at it!"

Luo Qingcheng kept lowering her little head, but this guy kept staring at him helplessly, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Wife, you are so beautiful, how can I, Zhang Yi, be able to!" Zhang Yi said with a sneer.

Luo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, but her heart was filled with joy, and she took Zhang Yi's arm and walked towards the Cultural Relics Bureau.

"Young Master Zhang, I took care of everything and Su Zhiyi came back here, you're only here now!" After a long time, when Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi appeared at the gate of the Cultural Relics Bureau, they saw Bao Bei appearing in front of them, and said faintly.

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, this guy came here by car, and he and Luo Qingcheng walked here, why is it the same.

"Why, can't I come here with my wife to talk about strangers?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Luo Qingcheng immediately blushed, while Bao Bei was stunned: "Life? Isn't it life?"

"We wouldn't be able to have children..."

"Zhang Yi!"

"Hey!" Seeing his wife's murderous gaze, Zhang Yi smirked, and then gave Bao Bei a hard look, as if to say, it's all your fault!

Then the two walked in directly.

Looking at the backs of Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi, Bao Bei felt a bit of resentment, can he blame himself?

"grim Reaper……"

"Zhang... sect master..."

When Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi appeared in the living room, the Catholics and the Mongolian wolf stood up instantly. This feeling was like welcoming a big leader.

In particular, there was a flash of fear in the depths of their eyes, which made Bao Bei who followed behind him feel extremely happy. These days, they have had enough of the threat of Catholicism, and now they see the fear of Catholics. , very refreshing.

Zhang Yi glanced at Ulysses for a while, and then looked at He Chuan and Cheng De strangely.

Then, he said sarcastically, "Why, does Lord Cheng want to kill me to explain to that guy?"

"what?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Cheng De and He Chuan exclaimed, their bodies trembling slightly.

After a long time, Cheng Decai said in a trembling voice: "Zhang...Master Zhang, I, we came here today to ask for your forgiveness. Before that, we were too blind to see Mount Tai. We hope Master Zhang will forgive you."

"It's just that I can't see Mt. Fuji, you guys go back."

"This……"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the members of Mongolian Wolf were all terrified and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Immediately, He Chuan came tremblingly to Zhang Yi, bowed slightly and said, "Master Zhang, I was wrong before, I hope Mr. Master Zhang will not remember the villain's fault and let us go!"

Zhang Yi was stunned for a while, then rolled his eyes angrily and said, "Did I say I would deal with you?"

"Can……"

"Okay, you guys go back, people are not sages and sages can do nothing, but do you know the identity of that young man?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Chengde shook his head and said, "I don't know, he claimed to be Zhang Yi, the elder of Hongmeng Keqing, and we all thought he was from the beginning to the end."

"Until you discovered his identity after you appeared, he disappeared."

Zhang Yi nodded slowly. Since he appeared with a purpose, he would definitely appear again, but he didn't know what his purpose was.

Since it was Yan Feng's soul who caused the disturbance, and he was also the one who sent people to the mainland of China, then what did this mysterious young man want to do by pretending to be himself?

Looking for the whereabouts of Matouqin?

If not, what is his purpose?

In other words, who is the person or organization standing behind him, and what is their purpose?

Thousands of doubts are growing in Zhang Yi's mind.

After a long time, Zhang Yicai said slowly: "You guys go back, because you care about the common people, I can forget about these things."

"Master Zhang, what about the werewolf?"

"Huang Biao, you bring someone over to assist in the case of the legend of the full moon."

"Yes!" Although Huang Biao was unwilling and did not want to help Chengde, Zhang Yi's order had been issued, so he could do it even if he was unwilling.