The personal security of the beautiful president

However, now with the arrival of the magic moon.

Ding Zhe knew that he was temporarily trapped in Tianxi City...

It may be difficult to go out...

Although Ding Zhe is very confident in his own strength now...

But for the first time, he still intends to check the situation here.

If possible, help Qin Muxue by the way...

Oh!

No, Nagawa Muxue...

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe looked at Mingchuan Muxue...

I don't know, the two haven't talked yet...

Suddenly, a strange voice came from beside him: "General Mingchuan, who are you really..."

The voice moved from far to near, and soon appeared in front of the two of them...

Ding Zhe turned around and took a look.

Instead, he saw a young man wearing a white robe and riding a tall white horse walking over in a busy way...

That guy still looks pretty handsome...

Fair skin.

Wearing a square scarf on the head.

He looks very imposing...

It looks like a wealthy family.

Ding Zhe, on the other hand, is a bit casual...

Especially traveling with Mi Shui and the others during this time.

Wind meal camping.

Although Ding Zhe is in the stage of distraction, the more he cultivates, the less he cares about his appearance...

Therefore, comparing the two, the gap is simply too obvious!

now!

That son came to Mingchuan Muxue's side.

He flew off the horse and walked towards her excitedly...

As soon as Ding Zhe saw it, he said, "Mu Xue, if you have something urgent, I'll take a step first, and we'll talk later..."

"Don't go, Brother Ding!"

Seeing that Ding Zhe was leaving.

Qin Muxue actually grabbed Ding Zhe's hand directly.

When the two were on Earth, they were old acquaintances.

And, according to the etiquette above the earth.

It's really nothing when men and women hold hands with each other...

At least Ding Zhe and Mingchuan Muxue didn't take it seriously...

but!

When the rich young man saw the two holding hands, he couldn't help frowning...

At that moment, he walked to the side of the two people.

Pointing at Ding Zhe disrespectfully, he asked, "General Mingchuan, who is this?"

"He is my fellow villager Ding Zhe..."

Mingchuan Muxue's generous answer...

Then Mingchuan Muxue turned to Ding Zhe and said, "This is Mr. Bingzi Mo Bing, the son of the city lord..."

"Happy meeting!"

Bing Zimo smiled at Ding Zhe.

Although the tone was friendly, the attitude was disdainful and full of vigilance.

Ding Zhe is a master of the distraction stage, how could he do this.

So, seeing each other and yourself comes to be unfathomable.

He simply kept his face straight, and simply turned a blind eye to Bing Zimo's greetings...

"Ok?"

Bing Zimo never expected that this so-called fellow from General Mingchuan would be so disrespectful to him.

You know, in Tianxi City, he is one of the most powerful people...

Besides his father Bing Tianlong, there is also this beautiful general named Chuan Muxue, that's him!

How could it be his turn to be treated like this by a foreigner?

If it wasn't for Ming Chuan Mu Xue who was by Ding Zhe's side.

Bing Zimo could go straight up and give Ding Zhe a horsewhip.

Even so, Bing Zimo looked at Ding Zhe with hostility!

As for Bing Zimo's hostility.

Ding Zhe smiled proudly, thinking: Ants are hostile to elephants, they are looking for death...

If he hadn't entered the distraction period, he would have a good temper.

In addition, he heard that his two wives might be in the Witch Country...

If he couldn't bear to hurt him, just because Bing Zimo was so hostile to him, he could kill him directly!

Mingchuan Muxue on the side could see the hostility between the two men.

She was a little speechless...

However, she probably knew what was going on.

Then he directly pulled Ding Zhe and said to Bing Zimo: "Young Master Bing, it's like this, I plan to hire this Mr. Ding Zhe as my guest secretary to resist the possible attack of the demons..."

"Please tell City Lord Bing Tianlong..."

"Ok?"

As soon as Bing Zimo heard that Ming Chuan Muxue wanted Ding Zhe to be his guest.

He was even more unhappy.

It turned out that since Mingchuan Muxue came to Tianxi City as a foreign aid.

Bing Zimo regards Mingchuan Muxue as his goal...

no way!

There has always been a legend in the witch country.

That is, these foreign aids that come to aid the Witch Country are the best ladders to the top!

Just take any of them.

Basically, a high-ranking official has to ride a fine horse...

There are countless similar examples in Witch Country...

all the time.

Bing Zimo rarely had such an opportunity.

Because Sky Seal City is really too remote.

Most of the foreign aid will not come to Cullinan City.

And Mingchuan Muxue was the first!

In addition, Mingchuan Muxue looks really charming.

beautiful face...

Looking at the entire Tianxi City, it is also unique.

Therefore, he has already regarded her as his lifelong goal...

No man is allowed to approach.

And now.

This damn fellow of General Mingchuan not only held her hand.

She even wants to be her guest.

The so-called Keqing, don't you want to get along with her day and night...

Where do I have a chance?

thought here.

Bing Zimo shook his head and said, "General Ming Chuan, everything is fine, but the matter of this general's guest minister is really of great importance!"

"What my father meant was to think long-term..."

"Ok?"

Ding Zhe has always been impatient with this Bing Zimo...

It doesn't sound good.

In Ding Zhe's view, Bing Zimo is no different from the rich second generation on earth...

And Ding Zhe is the ancestor of the rich second generation!

As soon as he pouted his butt, Ding Zhe knew what he was going to do.

At that moment, his expression changed.

Prepare to be angry...

After all, the prestige of the distracted old monster cannot be touched...

Unexpectedly, Mingchuan Muxue pulled Ding Zhe's hand hard.

Pulled him to his side.

Then he said to Bing Zimo in a stubborn tone: "This is a matter of our general's residence."

"I have the right to make a decision, just a formal notice, not a solicitation..."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Ding Zhe to walk towards his horse, and said as he walked, "Brother Ding, let's go..."

"All right!"

Ding Zhe sneered, then turned around and followed Mingchuan Muxue...

Two people ride away on the same horse...

Looking at the intimacy of the two riding the same horse...

Bing Zimo's lungs almost exploded.

"Oh shit!"

Until the two walked away.

Bing Zimo cursed secretly: "Come here..."

"Son!"

A middle-aged man with a wretched expression walked beside Bing Zimo...

"Give me a careful investigation, what is this called..."

Bing Zimo waved his hand, he had already forgotten Ding Zhe's name.

"Ding Zhe!"

said the middle-aged man.

"Yes, let me investigate carefully, the origin of this Ding Zhe..."