The personal security of the beautiful president

But there is one thing that Ding Zhe is [-]% sure of.

That is, no matter what, he is not this woman's opponent.

Even if she wants to.

Even if she is in a state of being frightened at the moment, she can kill herself instantly.

due to this reason.

Ding Zhe broke into a cold sweat from the fright.

Hastily retracted his perspective eyes.

After that, he didn't even dare to look at the floating coffin again.

His face was full of trepidation.

The pope on the other side shook his head, looking like he would be at a disadvantage if he didn't listen to the old man's words...

Wen Yingzhuo also looked at Ding Zhe with concern.

"it's okay no problem……"

Ding Zhe waved his hand.

And the Pope continued to say: "Okay, now let's get the tribute on the tribute table..."

"Last time, I came alone, and I couldn't get it at all."

"I hope my luck will be better this time..."

"It's just that this thing also pays attention to a fate."

"The three of us will experiment one by one to see who is destined for these tributes..."

Speaking of this, the Pope paused, and then looked at Ding Zhe and Wen Yingzhuo beside him: "It's just that the person who reaches out to get the tribute will inevitably encounter some risks."

"What I mean is, whoever gets the tribute among the three of us will get half of it, and the remaining half will be shared equally..."

"What do you two think?"

"I'm OK!"

Wen Yingzhuo nodded.

"I'm fine too."

Ding Zhe shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, both of you, I'll go first, you help me withstand the pressure..." The Pope nodded.

Then step forward...

Strange to say.

The tribute table is not very big.

Moreover, it is very close to three people...

It's about one meter away.

It feels like it is.

The things on it are simply within reach.

but.

The moment the Pope stepped forward.

Ding Zhe suddenly saw the brilliance around him.

Rays of light radiated from around the Nagong table.

At the same time, Ding Zhe and Wen Yingzhuo felt great pressure out of thin air...

to be frank.

Since Ding Zhe's cultivation has entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

He has never been under such pressure.

It felt as if a tens of thousands of tons of hydraulic press was close at hand.

And keep pressing on him.

Everything around has become shadowy...

"Forehead!"

Unable to bear it, Ding Zhe began to open his mouth.

They yelled at the same time.

beside him.

Wen Yingzhuo also opened his mouth and shouted.

At the same time, blood flowed down the corner of Wen Yingzhuo's mouth...

The Pope was no better off.

The hand that this guy stretched out towards the tribute table was squeezed out of shape.

It feels like a photo.

"what!"

Enduring the severe pain, the Pope took another step towards the tribute table...

boom!

That light is more vigorous.

Among the rays of light, it seemed that a beast appeared.

Directly volleyed towards the Pope.

"no!"

The Pope was so scared that his face was covered with sweat.

Hastily and subconsciously took a step back.

Run away from that monster!

boom!

Strange to say.

Accompanied by the pope's retreat.

The giant beast of light that rushed over from the sky, and the light itself all disappeared together...

boom!

The Pope directly sat down beside Ding Zhe and Wen Yingzhuo...

Painful expressions are all over the face.

At that moment, this guy was obviously seriously injured...

However, it looks fine.

Should be fine...

Ding Zhe glanced at Wen Yingzhuo.

At this moment, both of them were convinced that the pope was indeed harmless...

Maybe he was really alone and couldn't get the things on the tribute table.

That's why I came to look for Ding Zhe and Wen Yingzhuo...

More than that.

Ding Zhe thought of it even more, when he was in church just now.

The old guy asked himself to help find the monster to test some quasi-goddesses.

In fact, why not test yourself.

If one's own intentions are not right.

You can use this process to help your favorite saint.

That's Elena Jones...

But I didn't do that myself.

This is enough to prove that he has a good heart.

Enough to fight side by side with myself.

In other words, when there is trouble.

I don't stab myself in the back.

Therefore, he brought himself and Wen Yingzhuo here.

It can be said that the pope's probing behavior killed two birds with one stone.

Of course, if he hadn't passed his assessment just now.

Then, maybe there will be no later things.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe sighed.

He took out a pill and stuffed it directly into the pope's mouth.

"Well, the elixir of the Eastern Immortal Cultivator, thank you!"

The Pope opened his eyes and looked at Ding Zhe gratefully.

"You're welcome, recover quickly, the two of us still need your help to protect the law..."

Ding Zhe nodded.

"no problem!"

The pope took the elixir without hesitation.

It will take a while.

Pope's internal wounds healed.

Then he got up and looked at Ding Zhe and Wen Yingzhuo: "My two friends, I'm fine, now you see, who will come again..."

"Let me come, brother..."

Wen Yingzhuo glanced at Ding Zhe.

At the same time, he took out a paper talisman from his pocket.

This paper talisman looks like it has a lot of history...

It's not ordinary at first glance...

He glanced at the pope, and said at the same time: "If I get it, how about giving my share to my brother?"

"no problem!"

The pope gave Ding Zhe a strange look.

His eyes are full of envy...

Obviously, he was envious of Ding Zhe having such a good junior...

Ding Zhe touched his nose.

Xindao: Didn't you see that in the Sword Market, this guy is playing with my life.

but!

Ding Zhe was very pleased with Wen Yingzhuo.

That is, once you take refuge in yourself, become all-round, whole-hearted...

Leave no dead ends...

The two have gotten along more than once.

So Ding Zhe gradually felt relieved towards Wen Yingzhuo.

"Okay, brother, brother Pope, you two help me protect the law, I'm going up!"

Wen Yingzhuo smiled.

Then he directly pinched open the ancient paper talisman.

boom!

A light flashed.

The paper talisman turned into a huge clock, directly wrapping Wen Yingzhuo.

Ding Zhe was taken aback when he saw the huge clock.

He found that this clock was as good as his tortoise shell!

Even the level of protection is similar.

The only difference is that.

This bell cannot be reused.

And your own little turtle shell can be reused.

In this sense, Ding Zhe felt that Wen Yingzhuo should have a role...

Of course, if Wen Yingzhuo is useless.

Then I have nothing to play...

For his tortoise shell will be no stronger than this bell...

Wait and see!

Ding Zhe nodded...

Here Wen Yingzhuo stepped forward...

Reaching for something on the tribute table...

Same with Pope.

He was also just a little bit close to getting the treasure on the tribute table.

only!

pity!

boom!

The light and the giant beast appeared again, and volleyed towards them...