The personal security of the beautiful president

"unacceptable!"

"Master Wen, why don't you let us do it?"

"It's so frustrating!"

"At that time, as long as you gave an order, we could attack together, and I was ready to fight my opponent!"

"That's right, Master Wen, do you have something to hide?"

It was still the small courtyard in the imperial capital.

Countless immortal cultivators from the Valkyrie space who had returned from the execution ground gathered beside Wen Yingzhuo.

Everyone was shouting and shouting.

That sound almost blows the ceiling open...

During this period, Wen Yingzhuo looked at all the others impatiently.

Wait until everyone has finished speaking.

He slapped the table violently: "Okay, shut up!"

brush!

Wen Yingzhuo has absolute authority among this group of cultivators.

He said a word.

All the cultivators shut up obediently.

The room fell silent for a moment...

Everyone looked at Wen Yingzhuo with reverence.

Wen Yingzhuo got up and walked back and forth in the room.

After a long while, he turned around abruptly, looked at the cultivators around him and said, "Do you think I don't want to give an order and attack in groups?"

"Uh!"

All the cultivators were stunned: "Master, could it be..."

"You know what a fart, that Ding Zhe is also the old monster of Nascent Soul..."

Wen Yingzhuo said furiously: "Besides, according to my observation, his strength is not weaker than the No.1 Nangongtian of our Martial God Space!"

"If we fight at the scene, he alone can kill all of us!"

"Then are you still playing a fart?"

Wen Yingzhuo was trembling with anger...

"what!"

"how is this possible?"

"I ordered one to go..."

All the immortal cultivators in the Martial God Space died down when they heard what Wen Yingzhuo said.

Everyone let out a cry of surprise at the same time.

It's just that the sound is far worse than before.

There is no momentum at all...

"How is it possible?"

Wen Yingzhuo glared at the group of cultivators: "Didn't you see Ding Zhe holding my hand?"

"Grandma, I'm a Nascent Soul monster, how can I be caught by ordinary people?"

"Hey!"

Hear what Wen Yingzhuo said.

The heads of all the cultivators drooped at the same time.

At this moment, everyone has to accept the fact that Ding Zhe is also the Nascent Soul monster...

The room fell into deathly silence again...

half an hour...

A cultivator raised his head and looked at Wen Yingzhuo helplessly: "Master Wen, but we can't just forget about it!"

"That's right!"

Another cultivator turned on the computer in front of Wen Yingzhuo, pointed to a piece of data on it and said, "Here is a piece of data for you to look at..."

"We have ten times as many masters at the Golden Core Stage in the Martial God Space as in our homeland..."

"Even if Ding Zhe is the Nascent Soul monster, the number of immortal cultivators in our Martial God Space at the Nascent Soul stage is still five times that of his..."

"Our strength far exceeds that of our homeland!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Immortal cultivators around are clamoring...

"What's more, we have our own sphere of influence all over the world..."

"We have our own interests..."

"This kind of super-national treatment can bring us a lot of benefits..."

"But now, everything is gone..."

"Yeah yeah!"

"I have already received inquiries from my subordinates, what should I do in the future?"

Immortal cultivators in the Martial God Space feel like mourning...

Everyone is talking about...

During this period, Wen Yingzhuo Qing'er was downcast.

Shaking his head helplessly: "Then what do you think should be done?"

"As long as Ding Zhe exists for a day, we won't be able to turn the sky..."

"Even if we find Nangongtian, at most it will be a draw..."

"What's more, Nangongtian doesn't care about world affairs, so he may not be willing to take care of this matter..."

"Hey!"

Immortal cultivators, sigh again...

The room became quiet again...

It's different from just now.

This time, everyone showed a look of despair...

Finally, a cultivator sighed: "Could it be that we just gave up, the great benefits in our homeland..."

"What else can I do?"

Another immortal cultivator said: "Unless Ding Zhe falls..."

"Ok!"

"what!"

The eyes of all the immortal cultivators in the Martial God Space lit up at the same time.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you...

Excited expressions appeared on everyone's face.

For a while, everyone seemed to have discovered a new continent...

At the same time, Wen Yingzhuo, who had been in a dejected state, hurriedly raised his head, looked at all the people around him with incredible eyes, and said at the same time: "This idea is good..."

"Yeah yeah!"

Another immortal cultivator said: "You know, with the recovery of spiritual energy, various secret realms have also begun to appear."

"Some secret realms can eat people without spitting out their bones..."

"That's right..."

All the immortal cultivators in the Valkyrie space became excited.

During the period, Wen Yingzhuo even got up and paced in the room: "Everyone, think about this more..."

"As long as Ding Zhe falls, then the homeland will be the world of our Valkyrie space!"

"Correct!"

"Correct!"

All the cultivators nodded.

During this period, a cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "I do know that a secret realm has recently been opened."

"The important thing is that this secret realm is near Dragon Kingdom..."

"Tell me!"

Wen Yingzhuo turned around and looked at the cultivator...

…………

After finishing the affairs of the imperial capital.

Ding Zhe decides to take the girls back to Ninghai...

After all, Ning Hai is his foundation...

The more he came into contact with the immortal cultivators in the Valkyrie Space, the more he understood a truth.

That is.

In the era of spiritual recovery.

Only when the foundation is solid can we plan for other things.

What's more, he has to go back to see his three daughters...

that's it.

Ding Zhe took a private jet with several beauties and went straight to Ninghai...

When the plane flies to high altitude.

Suddenly!

The beauties around Ding Zhe began chattering...

"What is this, where did the message come from?"

The one who spoke was Liu Ruotong, who was holding a mobile phone, with a look of astonishment on her face: "There is a magical secret place in Jiangnan Province..."

"Let me see……"

Lin Aolei, who was next to her, hurriedly moved over, and then read aloud: "The secret realm of Sword Market is one of the oldest secret realms. It is said that there are countless flying swords in it..."

Then, Lin Aolei pinched her chin and thought: "I'm in Jiangnan Province, why have I never heard of the Sword Market Secret Realm..."

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it..."

Liu Ruotong shook his head: "And this news is very strange..."

"Um……"

The chat between the two beauties caught Ding Zhe's attention. He frowned and picked up his cell phone to send a message to the imperial capital's hidden killing department...