Female President's Protector

In Zhang Yi's room.

Luo Qingcheng and Zhang Yi lay on the bed hugging each other.

After a long time, Luo Qingcheng's cheeks were flushed, bit her lips lightly, and whispered softly: "Don't come, or you won't be able to bear it after a while."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, and he quickly kissed Luo Qingcheng's tender lips, and said with a smile: "Could it be that you can hold back?"

"I won't tell you anymore." Luo Qingcheng's ears felt hot, and her small head was buried in Zhang Yi's chest.

Zhang Yi smiled: "Honey, why don't we come here once?"

"No!" Luo Qingcheng instantly sat up straight like a frightened rabbit, pouted and said, "Your mission is not completed yet, so you are not allowed to mess around."

With black lines on Zhang Yi's face, he said with a sneer, "But I think so."

Seeing Zhang Yi's impatient look and his eyes bursting with fiery light, Luo Qingcheng sighed.

Susu!

At this moment, a voice came into the ears of the two.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Someone is here, put on your clothes."

Soon, when Luo Qingcheng put on the last piece of clothes, a figure appeared in the room instantly.

The visitor was about 28 or [-] years old, dressed in plain clothes, and held a long sword in his hand.

Zhang Yi stared at this person coldly, and then asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I heard that you are very popular?" The man's voice was a little hoarse, and the hoarseness was a little magnetic.

Zhang Yi's heart trembled slightly, this person's cultivation base is very high, he doesn't know what state this young man is, but at least he has a state of great clarity.

But what Zhang Yi can be sure of is that this young man must be from Hunyuanli.

Otherwise, you cannot enter and exit Hunyuan casually.

And this is Hunyuan Palace, he dared to break in, this has to make people think deeply.

After all, they said that not many people would dare to break into the Yuanshen Palace. After all, the elders of the Yuanshen had declared that the Yuanshen Palace was a forbidden place.

"I don't know what you mean." Zhang Yi silently recited the Star Jue in his heart, guarding Luo Qingcheng behind him vigilantly.

"Hehe!" The young man laughed, sat down calmly, and poured tea on his own.

Seeing the young man acting recklessly, Zhang Yi frowned: "Tell me, why did you come to me?"

"I said I'm fine, I just want to meet you, do you believe me?" The young man put down his teacup and said calmly.

"I don't believe it!" Zhang Yi pouted.

Just kidding, it's already midnight now, even if I want to see myself, I'll wait until daytime, why did I come to find myself in the middle of the night.

So he dared to conclude that the young man came with bad intentions and came with weapons. Isn't that obvious?

"I don't believe it either." The young man said with a smile, "I came to see what Hunyuan's sweet pastry is like, but I regret it."

"Ok?"

"It turns out that the guy selected by the so-called talent selection competition is a piece of trash." The young man said disdainfully.

Then, without waiting for Zhang Yi's answer, he continued: "A mere guy in the supernatural realm can be liked by so many elders. I don't think you are very good."

Zhang Yi finally understood.

Ganqing came to provoke after hearing some rumors.

But what he wants to know most now is the identity of the young man.

Who the hell is he, that he appeared in the Yuanshen Palace unscrupulously.

"Are you thinking, who am I?" The young man saw Zhang Yi frowned and asked contemptuously.

"I want to know, will you say it?" Zhang Yi shrugged after taking a deep breath.

"will not!"

"That's right, it's useless to ask, why bother."

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the young man squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Yi, angrily said: "Presumptuous, I am also a hundred years old, in terms of cultivation, I am your senior, in terms of seniority, I don't know that I am superior to you. How much, have you ever talked to me like this?"

"..."

"..."

Hearing the young man's words, Zhang Yi was stunned.

Even Luo Qingcheng's unchanging face in front of outsiders was filled with disbelief at this moment.

Are you kidding me?

This guy is already hundreds of years old?

Doesn't it look like he is 28 and nine years old?

How could it be a person who is hundreds of years old?

"Haven't you heard of Zhuyanshu?" As if knowing what Zhang Yi and the others were thinking, the 'youth' looked at Zhang Yi like an idiot.

The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

Keeping the face?

Damn, there is still such a powerful face-retaining technique?

Apart from Ningxue, he has never admired anyone.

Ning Xue is several hundred years old, and now she looks about 30 years old, but this young man is even more unexpected.

"I said bro, are you sure you are really over a hundred years old?" Zhang Yi asked stupidly.

"Humph!"

The young man pointed his sword at Zhang Yi and said displeasedly: "Come on, my purpose tonight is to compete with you. If you lose, then quit Hunyuan, otherwise I will kill you."

"Then you lost?" Zhang Yi asked puzzled.

"I can't lose!"

"..."

"Are you so tough? A mere [-]th-level super-clearer can win against me who is a [-]-level Taiqing beginner?"

Hearing the words of 'youth', Zhang Yi almost bit his own tongue.

Nima!

It's too clear that the [-]th level is the elementary level, so why don't you shamelessly bet with yourself, isn't this an obvious bully?

Moreover, this guy knew that he would not lose, but he still wanted to fight with himself, which was driving him away in disguise.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile wryly.

People are bullied by dogs in Pingyang, and bullied by shrimps in Longyou Shoal.

But he was lucky, he went up a level, but was bullied repeatedly.

"I said, brother, why did you come to me like this?" Zhang Yi asked dumbfounded.

"Hmph, they all said that you are very popular with the elders, and you are also a martial arts prodigy. Tonight I will see what a so-called prodigy is like."

Luo Qingcheng clenched Zhang Yi's big hand, and frowned slightly.

For some reason, she always felt that there was such a trace of perseverance and kindness in the eyes of this 'young man'.

It's as if what he's doing now is dominated by some kind of consciousness, which is not his nature at all.

"Aren't you afraid of the elder Yuanshen?" Zhang Yi asked in a deep voice.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere on the field suddenly changed.

As soon as Zhang Yi's words fell, the young man became ferocious and anxious in an instant, his eyes were already red, and his right hand was tightly grasping the hilt of the sword: "Ah, I will kill you!"

"..."

The black line on Zhang Yi's face, this guy is even more unreasonable than himself.

Immediately, he grabbed Luo Qingcheng's plain hand, and quickly stepped back a few steps, his eyes flickered with a hint of coldness: "It's okay to kill me, but first tell me who you are!"