Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 35 They all have bright futures

At noon today, everyone in the Blood Lion Rudder was very angry.

The Blood Lion Ancestor was very angry because he felt that his subordinates were very disobedient.

Especially the leader named Song Qingpao.

I went a little too far, I didn't understand his spirit, and I didn't grasp the scale of his orders.

This kid took three days to wipe out the entire Scorpion Foot Sect and ate a lot of food. Although Song Qingpao made it and submitted it on time, the Blood Lion Ancestor was very disgusted with this kind of unauthorized action.

So he decided to call Song Qingpao back and give him a good beating.

Just like now, curse for your own pleasure first and then talk about it.

Song Qingpao was also very angry.

He felt that the Blood Lion Ancestor was really stupid and couldn't understand such a simple truth.

He really only has a lot of skills and a head full of red hair.

I have been talking to him for a long time since this morning, but he still doesn't understand.

He also said that it was the messenger's order, but the old dog still didn't believe it.

It is truly a disgrace to the demon world, and is far inferior to that adult.

"Oh, one day I will replace him."

Song Qingpao lowered his head, facing the spit of the Blood Lion Ancestor, and sneered in his heart.

Qiu Jidan became even angrier.

Because he felt that the people around him were all idiots, a bunch of idiots who were infected by the old red-haired man, Blood Lion.

All the men around him are idiots.

The woman he was hugging was also a fool (but had big breasts).

The red-haired guard at the gate is the dumbest of all. He doesn't recognize any tokens and only recognizes the handwritten order from his ancestor.

He hugged the woman and walked towards the depths of the Blood Lion Helm while coughing up phlegm.

Although all three were very angry, the one who was the angriest today was actually the red-haired security guard.

When he woke up in the morning, the Blood Lion Ancestor was in a bad mood and found fault with him and scolded him.

I hate it.

In the morning, the leader named Song Qingpao came in as arrogant as a big shot and even stepped on him when passing by.

I hate it.

At noon, the consumptive bastard named Stinky Egg or something came with a token he had never seen before and scolded himself again.

I hate it.

"I, Chen Xiaoer, will teach you a lesson one day."

The guard named Chen Xiaoer swore secretly.

In the meeting hall.

The Blood Lion Ancestor was still cursing Song Qingpao. Perhaps because he had lived a long time, he had not yet finished his various cursing tricks after half an hour.

But he was also tired. The Blood Lion Ancestor snorted coldly, sat down and drank some water.

The confidant who was on duty at the door happened to enter the conference room at this time and ran to the Blood Lion Ancestor to whisper.

Song Qingpao raised his head and glanced at the Blood Lion Ancestor. He found that the Blood Lion's expression was changeable and sneered in his heart.

"Oh, you're not as good as the senior. You can't even hide your emotions and keep your thoughts secret."

Then, he continued to lower his head, thinking about the plans of his predecessors and where to go to rob others tomorrow.

"Let the messenger in." The Blood Lion Patriarch said to his confidant, then glanced at Song Qingpao, "You go stand aside."

Qiu Jidan came uninvited at this time. He walked into the conference room, holding the female demon cultivator in one hand and holding a token in the other.

A black token with an animal head or a ghost head painted on it, old, simple, and even a little ordinary.

The Blood Lion Ancestor took a look and almost peed himself.

That was the highest-level token of the Hundred Demons Sect, the Black King Token, which was only held by a few great elders.

"This messenger is not simple. He must be the nephew of a great elder."

The Blood Lion Patriarch forced a smile and bent over to greet Qiu Jidan. "I apologize for the inadequacy of the Blood Lion's hospitality to you, envoy."

Song Qingpao took a look and sneered in his heart again and again.

"Heh, this token is far inferior to the one you had before."

"The one that senior has can still glow!"

"That woman is no good either. Compared to the one next to the senior, she is a world apart."

"It's probably the senior's subordinates, imitating him poorly."

"Sad." Qiu Jidan didn't know that Song Qingpao had already made up his mind about him. He angrily cursed at the Blood Lion Ancestor.

The subordinates who were scolding the Blood Lion Ancestor couldn't even understand what he was saying.

He cursed the Blood Lion Ancestor for not having any smart people under him.

Cursing the Blood Lion Ancestor’s subordinates for not being able to even execute a plan properly.

The Blood Lion Patriarch could only listen at this time. Although he wanted to crush this sickly ghost to death, he was afraid of the Black King Order.

But the more he listened, the more strange it seemed. He turned his head and glanced at Song Qingpao, his mood fluctuating.

"Is this Song Qingpao really carrying out the messenger's plan?"

"Could it be that he has already established contact with the Messenger?"

"Is that why he is so rebellious?"

"Could it be that the messenger came for Song Qingpao?"

The Blood Lion Patriarch waited until Qiu Jidan finished scolding him before he wiped the smears off his face and secretly gave Song Qingpao a wink.

He felt that he had expressed the Blood Lion Ancestor's meaning very clearly.

I was wrong in this matter. I will apologize to you later. Please don't complain to the messenger. I am a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. Don't push me too far.

Although Song Qingpao didn't understand at all, Blood Lion thought he did.

"My Lord Messenger, I am incompetent in managing my subordinates, but we still have people available."

"This Song Qingpao has actually already done what the adults arranged."

Listening to the Blood Lion Ancestor's narration, Qiu Jidan looked at Song Qingpao and was very satisfied.

"It's rare to find one in the Blood Lion Helm that doesn't have red hair and has no problems with intelligence."

"You actually think the same as me. It's rare to find someone like you."

Qiu Jidan walked up to Song Qingpao, patted him on the shoulder, and brought out his empty promises again.

The intention to win over and affirm is quite obvious.

The Blood Lion Ancestor saw this and had already regarded Song Qingpao as Qiu Jidan's man.

He cursed in his heart, these two people actually set up a trap to harm me, just to intimidate me.

Pooh.

Song Qingpao thought Qiu Jidan was just talking nonsense, but even though this guy's level was really not good, he changed his mind and thought that he was also the one who carried out the orders of his seniors.

So Song Qingpao's expression looked a little better.

The hall, which had just been tense and filled with foul language, was now filled with joy.

The Blood Lion Ancestor was thinking about how to compensate Song Qingpao without losing face.

"Don't let him say anything bad about me in front of the messenger."

Qiu Jidan was delighted that he had finally found a capable subordinate. He was so happy that he hugged the female demon cultivator's hand and squeezed it again.

"We can invest some resources in training this person."

Song Qingpao pretended to be polite, but in his heart he was thinking about the positions of these two people.
"Oh, one day I will replace him."

"It is still necessary to inform the seniors about what happened today."

"This subordinate of yours is still a bit stupid."

In the Blood Lion Helm, each of them has a bright future.

Today, evening.

The Seventh Sword Pavilion, Tianqu Valley.

[Subordinate forces: Blood Lion Rudder City South Stronghold, Green Robe Winery, control increased]

Zhang Ze glanced at the system information that popped up, then looked at the token in his hand, and then looked at the short essay that Song Qingpao sent him.

Confused.

The short essay was half flattery and half analysis, about the senior's subordinates and the Blood Lion Patriarch not getting along, that person imitating the senior, blah blah blah.
I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

Zhang Ze thought about it and replied with a simple word.

"Ah."

This is how you treat a bootlicker.

Let Song Qingpao use his imagination, Zhang Ze has important things to do.

Zhang Ze is looking for Liu Lili.

Liu Lili is missing and has been missing for several days.

(End of this chapter)