The personal security of the beautiful president

It was an old man wearing strange clothes, with colorful oil paint on his face.

He stretched out his dry palm and grabbed a male cultivator's throat.

Everyone around him was stunned for a moment, because the old man's appearance was too strange, as if he appeared out of thin air.

"Who are you? Do you dare to interfere with my Lihuaxuan affairs? Are you tired of living?"

The old man slowly turned his head and looked at the speaker.

"I am Xuan Dasheng, the master of Lihuaxuan Sect. May I ask... what is your senior name?"

Seeing that his disciple was caught instantly and that the old man was too fast, he changed his attitude and became respectful.

"Murderers... people will always kill them." The strange old man's voice was hoarse, and he was born with a terrifying aura: "You kill innocent people indiscriminately and commit heinous crimes. Today, I will do justice for heaven and kill you. What a bunch of beasts!”

The old man who called himself a priest moved his wrist slightly and broke the neck of a male cultivator.

"Disciples, kill him for me!"

The war was about to break out, but it was short-lived because the sacrifices were very fast and their cultivation was much higher than these people.

With just a few breaths, everyone in Lihuaxuan was killed.

The old man came to Shenghua and unlocked the seal for her.

Shenghua cried bitterly and hurriedly knelt down in front of the old man, kowtowing in thanks.

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life! Thank you, senior, for avenging me! Shenghua is willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay her benefactor's kindness!"

"Kid, get up quickly."

The old man held up the blooming flowers.

"Actually, I am the same as you. I was hunted by my enemies. I came here accidentally and saved your life." The old man said, "This is not a place to talk. You... are willing to go with me."

"My benefactor, Shenghua no longer has any sect, master, or brothers. If there is no benefactor now, I'm afraid...I'm afraid that Shenghua will also lose her life. I am willing to work with my benefactor to the ends of the earth to repay my benefactor's kindness."

"Hey, let's forget about repaying the favor. However, our Witch Clan is currently short of a saint. Are you willing to do it?"

"I...I want to."

Just like what she said, Shenghua was homeless at this time. Perhaps following the high priest of the Wu clan was the best choice at the moment.

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"Originally, the Witch Clan and the Dragon Clan have been on good terms for tens of thousands of years. On the way back, I heard from the high priest that the Dragon Clan was becoming more and more greedy. They coveted the Demon Clan's most precious treasure - the Skeleton Scepter, so they launched the war."

After telling the story, Shenghua seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the ground.

There were tears in her eyes and she was extremely sad.

What Ding Zhe didn't expect was that Shenghua's twists and turns and bizarre story were inseparable from him.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I don't know what words to use to comfort you, you..."

"I don't need your comfort. If you hadn't left without saying goodbye, I...forget it, it's all over."

Ding Zhe hesitated to speak, but finally chose to remain silent.

He understands that some things are simply not clear who is right and who is wrong.

There was nothing wrong with Shenghua falling in love with him, and there was nothing wrong with him wanting to find two wives.

The mistake is that the wrong thing happened at the wrong time, in the wrong place.

"Then...how is the Witch Clan doing now?" Ding Zhe changed the subject.

"In the previous battle, the Wu Clan was attacked by the Dragon Clan and suffered heavy losses. I was separated from everyone. Now I don't know where the other Wu Clan members are."

The two were silent again. Shenghua's eyes were fixed on the ground in front of Ding Zhe, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Um, are you hungry? How about I stew this dragon meat?"

Without waiting for Shenghua to reply, Ding Zhe took out the pots and dug a hole to bury the stove.

"You... still carry these things with you?" Shenghua asked in surprise.

"Hey, I can't help it. I was born with a greedy mouth." Ding Zhe joked while cleaning a piece of dragon meat.

This dragon meat contains huge energy, and the meat is delicious. Even if it is raw, it makes Ding Zhe salivate.

Of course, cooking dragon meat cannot be as casual as making home-cooked dishes. After all, this thing is hard to come by.

Ding Zhe estimated that there must not be many people in the world who can eat dragon meat.

Of course, this ratio is based on the population of all worlds, because there must be many powerful people who have the ability to eat dragon meat.

Therefore, the water used for cooking dragon meat must not be ordinary water.

The water on Ding Zhe's body was only one yuan of heavy water.

"Whatever, just use this!"

Together with the small jar, Ding Zhe threw the dragon meat directly into the small jar.

The small jar at this time is the size of a pot. After all, it is also a Kong family magic weapon, so it is really convenient to use.

Then there are the flames used to cook dragon meat.

I am afraid that no flame is more suitable than the thunder flame divine fire.

At first, the Great Flame Immortal Fire ranked among the top ten in all the worlds. Now, after two upgrades, it can at least rank among the top three.

If Ding Zhe improves his cultivation a little more, he may be able to dominate a party with just the Thunder Flame Divine Fire.

The blazing flames, paired with the superb dragon meat, and the one-yuan heavy water rolled rapidly, bringing out the alluring aroma.

"It smells so good!" Shenghua couldn't help but smack her mouth, her eyes falling on the small jar.

Ding Zhe also moved his index finger, wanting to taste it as soon as possible.

You know, the smell of dragon meat is something he has never smelled before, and it is also the most fragrant smell he has smelled so far.

"Wait a moment, it's not time yet."

Ding Zhe controlled the heat while checking the maturity of the dragon meat.

I have to say that the dragon meat, which contains a lot of spiritual energy, is really firm. It has been cooked for almost two hours and it is still very hard.

"Hiss, could it be that my way of opening is wrong?" Ding Zhe scratched his head and thought to himself: "That shouldn't be the case. Even the monks in Taiyi Fairyland were reduced to ashes after being burned by my divine fire. How come a piece of meat... instead It’s not working?”

"Giggle."

Seeing Ding Zhe's embarrassment, Shenghua couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing? I just don't know how to cook dragon meat. Do you know?"

"I don't know much about cooking, but I know that all dragons are afraid of the secret curse of the witch clan. How about... let me try it?"

"Haha, this is the first time I heard that the Dragon Clan is also afraid of something. Well, I also want to see what abilities the Witch Clan has that can make the Dragon Clan fear them."

"Wait."

Shenghua stood up and raised the skull scepter in her hand.

She made a strange gesture and began to mutter silently, and her speaking speed became faster and faster, so fast that Ding Zhe couldn't understand what she was saying.

Then, in the skull scepter in her hand, the eyes of the skull gradually lit up with two green lights.

Following Shenghua's loud shout, the two green lights escaped from the skull and fell directly into the small jar.