Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 127 Song Qingpao! Loyalty!

Night, outside the green thorn land.

The figure of Elder Wuyang of the Hundred Demons Sect emerged from the shadows. The magic weapon, the Nether Snail, in his hand flashed, and several boxes appeared in front of him.

Elder Wuyang put away the box and waited for Wuming to contact him.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

But before he could think about it, he suddenly felt two sword intentions coming from the sky.

Wuyang snorted coldly, "Two scoundrels."

After saying this, Wuyang disappeared again, and no one knew where he went.

As soon as Wuyang left, Zhengyi and Chen Musheng appeared in the air.

"Are you still chasing?" Chen Musheng asked.

"Forget it, I can't catch up anyway. Wuyang has no other ability except running." Zhengyi sighed.

"Besides, Guanqi told me something the day before yesterday. I think it's not a bad idea to let him go back."

"Those boxes just now? Was it done by that little bastard Zhang Ze?" Chen Musheng looked strange.

Zheng Yi smiled without saying anything.

As for Wuyang, he didn't know how far he had run before he stopped.

After finding a shady place in the mountains, Wuyang contacted several other envoys of the Demon Sect who were still near Qingjing.

Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing from his two subordinates that Wuming was not only fine but also in the mood to curse with them.

Wuming is his most valued subordinate, but because of his practice of witchcraft, he has very poor popularity.

Wuyang was supposed to be in charge of the heavy snow in Qingjing, but he didn't expect to be spotted by the two Pavilion Masters of the Sword Sect before he even entered Qingjing.

He certainly couldn't win in a fight, but as for running, Wuyang was confident that few people in the four continents could outrun him.

So he took advantage of the situation and took the two men who had been circling around Qingjing, and ordered Wuming, who had been lurking in Qingjing, to do the job.

He helped the Wuming Gang to delay time.

Now that Wuming has completed his mission very well, Wuyang plans to strengthen Wuming's strength and give him a small reward first.

"The little leader Wuming mentioned to me before seems to be quite useful."

"Let me think about it. That person's name is Song Qingpao. I heard from Wuming that he is smart and loyal."

"I need to test this man. If he is really as Wuming said, I can consider taking him under my wing."

"It would also help to increase Wuming's strength so that he doesn't get scolded every day."

"My good-for-nothing nephew is also in Qingjing. Let him go and find Song Qingpao."

Wuyang's mind became settled and his figure disappeared again.

He felt that this place was not safe either.

In order to prevent the two old men from chasing them again, Wuyang continued to flee into the distance.

Qingjing, Yangguan Road.

Song Qingpao was brought into a dark room by Qiu Jidan, with a candle on the table in front of him.

"The elder wants to see you." After saying that, Qiu Jidan turned around and left the room. He was very busy now and had not finished reading the book yet.

"Song Qingpao?" Wuyang's vague voice came from the firelight.

"I'm here." Song Qingpao said respectfully.

"Tell me, how did Wuming find you?" Wuyang said.

"nameless?"

"Ah! It's senior!" Song Qingpao's amazing wisdom directly formed a closed loop in his mind.

"It turns out that Senior never told me his name, which was a hint to me that his name is Wuming!"

"It's really the style of our seniors!"

"Unfathomable, hidden secrets a thousand miles away."

"Now the elders of the Hundred Demon Sect have come to me. They must have received some kind words from the seniors."

"I have to perform well and not let down the expectations of my seniors."

Under Song Qingpao's thinking that the process was completely right but the result was completely wrong, Zhang Ze Wuming's identity was once again confirmed.

Song Qingpao is indeed talented in green tea and flattery.

He didn't mention that he was testing Qiu Jidan.

The rest of the story was told to Elder Wuyang after being slightly embellished. Wuyang listened carefully and felt that Wuming had a good eye for people. This Song Qingpao was indeed a good candidate.

"After a few days, pack up and leave Qingjing. For the rest of the matter, you will follow my instructions."

"Qingjing is too small, it's not the place for you to display your skills."

"And you must remember Wuming's kindness in supporting you."

Song Qingpao was trembling all over at this time. His admiration for Zhang Ze was beyond words. He felt that his original decision was absolutely correct.

After calming down, he said respectfully, "I will never forget the kindness of Senior Wuming!"

"Well, not bad." Wuyang's voice came out from the candlelight again.

Seeing that Wuyang was in a good mood, Song Qingpao came up with another idea.

"Although I am now respected by the seniors and elders, I am still a tree without roots, especially after leaving Qingjing."

"I can't forget the roots of the green thorn! I need to leave a way out!" he thought to himself.

Song Qingpao took a deep breath and said respectfully to the candlelight, "I dare to ask you a favor."

"Go ahead, I'm listening." Wuyang allowed Song Qingpao to be a little presumptuous.

Song Qingpao swallowed his saliva and said, "I have been operating in Qingjing for many years and have deep roots there."

"Although the Demon Sect has withdrawn from Qingjing now, my experience will be of assistance to you when you return in the future."

"I would like to recommend someone to take over my management of Qingjing and preserve the flame of my demon sect."

Wuyang was listening over there, and of course he could hear Song Qingpao's little thoughts.

But he thought this was a good thing, as only ambitious subordinates were worth training.

Moreover, Song Qingpao is a man who speaks very nicely. Although he is acting for his own interests, he also considers the interests of the Demon Sect in every way.

"Tell me, who do you recommend?" Wuyang asked.

"Lin Feng." Song Qingpao answered decisively.

Wuyang didn't care at all, "Okay, I agree."

"By the way, from now on your base will belong directly to you and will not be under the jurisdiction of the branch office."

Wuyang, in a good mood, gave Song Qingpao the green light again.

"Thank you for your kindness, Elder. I, Song Qingpao, am willing to die for the Demon Sect!"

I don’t know if Wuyang could see it or not, but Song Qingpao knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times in front of the candle.

Over at Qianji Pavilion, Zhang Ze was also in a good mood because he had made a breakthrough in the research and development of mobile phones.

He was taking A-Li for a stroll in the night market.

While humming a little tune, the system suddenly beeped twice.

Zhang Ze opened the broken system and searched for a long time among a bunch of red dots before he found the reminder that just popped up in the camp subsystem.

"What the hell, what did he do?"

[Subordinate forces: Blood Lion Rudder City South Stronghold, Green Robe Winery, 100% control]

[Power upgrade, upgraded to a base directly under the Hundred Demons Sect's special envoy, control degree 100%]

[Node boss replacement]

【New Boss Lin Feng】

[Song Qingpao's new faction is being established, personal loyalty is 100%]

Zhang Ze looked confused. He hadn't paid any attention to Song Qingpao recently and didn't know what big thing he had done.

"Never mind, it's all good stuff anyway."

Zhang Ze looked at Song Qingpao's loyalty that was red enough to turn purple. He took out the sound transmission jade and sent a message to Song Qingpao.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

However, Zhang Ze's good mood did not last long.

The next morning.

As the eastern sun began to rise, Zhang Ze stood under the morning sun, looking at the object in his hand, and felt that his cultivation career was about to end.

"Why not run away?" he muttered to himself.

Lily, who was used to getting up early, happened to pass by at this time. She saw Zhang Ze standing at the gate of the yard in a daze with a dead look on his face, so she curiously went over to take a look.

"Hey, boss, do you want me to build you a wheelchair? Maybe you'll need it someday."

Lily was very happy about this misfortune.

(End of this chapter)