Female President’s Bodyguard

Just as Xiao Chen was muttering, the phone rang.

He took the phone and looked at the number on the screen, dumbfounded.

"Isn't it? This...has really become an old god?"

At the same time, he was completely relieved. The fact that the old fortune teller called him meant that he had safely left the no-man's land.

Ever since he heard Mr. Long say that the old fortune teller went to no man's land, he had been worried.

Although he knew that the old fortune teller was very powerful, the No Man's Land gave him the understanding that it was a place of narrow escape from death.

This place is not absolutely safe just because of its strength.

"Hey, old fortune teller, I've finished telling you, why are you calling?"

Xiao Chen answered the phone and asked directly.

"Haha, let me ask you if you won or lost."

The old fortune teller's voice came from the receiver.

"Win or lose? What do you think?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips, took out the cigarette from the bone ring, and lit one.

"You should win. If you can't even win against Wei Zichen, then I have to consider practicing a trumpet."

The old fortune teller replied.

"Cough cough cough..."

Listening to the old fortune teller's words, Xiao Chen choked on a puff of cigarette.

This old guy... Why does he always want to practice the trumpet!

"Old fortune teller, you always say that, I feel very insecure!"

Xiao Chen stared.

"A sense of security? Oh, was this thing given to me by someone else?"

The old fortune teller sneered.

"Too."

Xiao Chen thought about it, and there was nothing wrong with what the old fortune teller said. A sense of security was never given by others.

"Old fortune teller, have you left no man's land?"

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm in no man's land. Can I call you?"

The old fortune teller said again.

"..."

Xiao Chen was so stunned that he rolled his eyes, but he was used to it.

"How about today's battle?"

asked the old fortune teller.

"I killed Wei Zichen."

Xiao Chen said while smoking a cigarette.

"Oh? Wei Zichen is the son of Wei Lanzhe, the leader of the Qingyan Sect. If you kill him, there will probably be trouble next."

The old fortune teller was a little surprised, but he didn't pay much attention.

"Well, so, in order to prevent Wei Lanzhe from causing trouble to me, I also killed Wei Lanzhe."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"What? Did you kill Wei Lanzhe too?"

The old fortune teller was even more surprised.

"Wei Lanzhe is Qing Ming's disciple. If you kill him, Qing Ming will not let you go... Haha, you are in big trouble."

The old fortune teller was a little gloating after talking about it.

"Although I made my words at the beginning not to let Qing Ming bully the younger ones, but you have already killed his disciples. It is estimated that he will come out to take revenge on you personally... My words are of no use."

"I know."

Xiao Chen's lips curled up.

"In order to reduce trouble, I also killed Patriarch Qingming today."

"..."

The old fortune teller suddenly became silent.

He was just surprised to kill Wei Zichen and Wei Lanzhe, but the ancestor Qingming was also killed, which surprised him.

"Old fortune teller, what's going on? You didn't expect it, did you? They say you know everything, but you didn't do any calculations? Didn't you see any strange phenomena after the death of the ancestor Qing Ming?"

Xiao Chen was a little proud and said with a smile.

"What a bullshit vision, who is Qing Ming? Does he deserve it?"

The old fortune teller was angry.

"If you die, you may have visions. He is not qualified."

"..."

Listening to the old fortune teller's words, Xiao Chen was a little speechless.

"Old fortune teller, are you praising me as the chosen one? Or what?"

"Of course I'm praising you. I'm praising you for your vision after death."

The old fortune teller seemed to suppress his surprise and smiled.

"Ahem...okay."

Xiao Chen twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I don't want to have visions, and I don't want to die..."

"The relationship between Qing Ming and Qing Yun Tower is unclear. Wei Zichen didn't come out alone this time, right? You want to kill Wei Zichen and Qing Ming, but they will just sit back and watch? You kid, don't tell me that you can't even tell the people from Qing Yun Tower. They were all killed too.”

said the old fortune teller.

"Not all of them were killed, but one escaped."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Of the four people in Qingyun Tower, we killed three and escaped with an old one, but this old man probably won't live too long."

"..."

There was no movement from the old fortune teller. He thought it was just a fight, with nothing more than a winner or loser... How did it get to this point?

Even the people who came out of Qingyun Tower are almost dead?

"The old man who ran away is called Gao Nian, do you know?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"I know... this old boy used secret techniques, but he only had the strength of the Seventh Heaven for a short time. Can you fight with him now?"

The old fortune teller was a little surprised.

"The seventh heaven is nothing more than this..."

Xiao Chen waved his hand, quite domineeringly.

"Okay, don't brag to me, speak humanly."

The old fortune teller was angry.

"Oh, he doesn't need me to deal with him at all..."

Xiao Chen didn't stop writing, so he told the old fortune teller what happened today.

"Wan Tu betrayed Ancestor Qing Ming? Has he been looking for you before?"

The old fortune teller was surprised after hearing this.

"Yes, I told Wan Tu to kill them if I have the chance. If I don't have the chance, I will look for another chance later... I asked Patriarch Zhuge to go to Cangxia Cliff in advance, draw a large formation, and then form a formation cage to trap them. Everyone."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"No wonder...otherwise, even if they can't be beaten, they can still run away."

The old fortune teller suddenly realized that he was calculating mentally but not intentionally, and it was also the ancestor Qing Ming and the others who were unlucky.

"Is Wan Tu dead?"

"No, he has returned to Qingyan Sect with the bodies of Patriarch Qingming and others. It is estimated that Qingyan Sect will also have a small turmoil... However, this has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Chen put out his cigarette.

"Old fortune teller, if you kill Patriarch Qing Ming and the others, there will be no problem, right?"

"If there is any problem, just kill him...I knew Qingming would work for Qingyun Tower, but I didn't expect that Qingyan Sect would be used as cannon fodder. It is also cruel and ruthless."

The old fortune teller's voice was a bit colder.

"Why does he want to use Qingyan Sect as cannon fodder?"

Xiao Chen was curious. He had thought about it before but didn't understand it.

"First, Qingyun Tower cannot send out too many strong men now. If they are too weak, it will be of no use... Therefore, it is naturally the best if the people from Qingyan Sect can be used by them."

The old fortune teller explained.

"Secondly, Qing Ming also needs to have an attitude, or a 'signature certificate', otherwise why would Qingyun Tower give him what he wants?"

"Understood."

Xiao Chen nodded and then thought of something.

"By the way, that senior man also summoned a clone today... That clone has the strength of the seventh heaven. If it weren't for this clone, that senior man wouldn't be able to escape."

"A clone from the seventh heaven?"

After hearing this, the old fortune teller's tone became more serious.

"It should be one of the three sons of Qingyun...what about the clone?"

"Killed by me."

Xiao Chen replied.

"Three sons of Qingyun?"

"Well, just kill the giant of Qingyun Tower. It's just a clone... However, you and Qingyun Tower have formed a good relationship. Not only did you ruin their plan, but you also killed a clone."

The old fortune teller's tone became relaxed again.

"Ha, for the third son Qingyun, losing such a clone is a heavy loss... Even his own strength will decline a lot in a short period of time."

"Oh? Can it affect me?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.

"Of course, the so-called clone is just a clone of the soul... If it is not lost, then the soul can be taken back. Now that you have killed it, the loss will naturally be great."

The old fortune teller briefly explained a few words.

"The situation on your side is beyond my expectation... But fortunately, with Wantu and the others here, the Qingyan Sect can't cause chaos, and they won't cause trouble for you."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Now that I'm finished, old fortune teller, let's talk about you. Why did you go to no man's land?"

"What can you do? It's not just to build the foundation for your divine product..."

The old fortune teller was angry.

"Otherwise, I'll be bored and go to that damn place?"

"Well……"

Listening to the old fortune teller's words, Xiao Chen felt warm in his heart. In fact, he had made such a guess before.

"You...are not injured?"

"Fortunately, this damn place can't kill my old man."

The old fortune teller said casually.

"You already have fire lotus and spiritual liquid over there, right?"

"Well, not only is there a fire lotus, but there is also a red bead. I don't know what it is."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Red beads? Where did you get them?"

asked the old fortune teller.

Xiao Chen told the old fortune teller the process of getting the fire lotus and red beads.

At first he wanted to ask the old fortune teller, but he never got in touch.

"Fire stone?"

After listening to Xiao Chen's story, the old fortune teller was surprised and then sighed.

"As expected of the chosen one, no one else has such luck."

"How do you say it? What is the Fire Stone?"

Xiao Chen asked hurriedly.

"The essence of fire... I can't understand a few words. I'll tell you when I get back. Anyway, it's a good thing."

When the old fortune teller said this, he paused.

"If you want to build a divine foundation, you must at least combine the five elements into one. Now there is still one missing. When I find it, I will find you..."

"Huh? One kind? There is only one kind now."

Xiao Chen was startled and asked subconsciously.

"What do you think I'm doing these days? Of course I found three kinds...Okay, my phone is out of battery. I won't tell you anymore. It's broken. It won't work on standby."

The old fortune teller cursed.

"No matter what, be careful with the person who killed Qingyun Tower, especially if this old man is still alive. Be careful that he goes to find you and dies together..."

"I see."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"No more, I'm going to turn off the phone. I'll come back to you when I'm done."

After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Toot.

Listening to this voice, Xiao Chen looked strange. Is the battery out?

It seems that no matter how good the old fortune teller is, he can't 'generate electricity out of thin air'. If the power is out, it still needs to be out of power. Even if the power is out, you still can't make calls.

He put down his phone, relaxed, and slumped down on the sofa.

The old fortune teller's phone call made him feel less worried.

"Now that the old fortune teller has left the no-man's land, let's postpone the matter of going to the no-man's land... Divine grade foundation building, five elements in one? In other words, there is only one missing, and the divine grade foundation can be built Gay?"

Xiao Chen thought about the old fortune teller's words, and was excited and a little expectant.