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Although he had high hopes for his dragon-slaying knife and stuffed it with a lot of good things, he was still shocked by Si Zijin's such a high evaluation.

"I feel the power of at least six attributes on this knife, and this alone can crush one."

After Si Zijin finished speaking, he sat down on the small chair in the pavilion.

Stretching out his hand to signal Zhang Ping to sit down together, he did not act like a strong man at all.

Zhang Ping put away the knife, obediently obeyed the boss' instructions, sat on the chair, and took the initiative to pick up the small teapot on the table and pour it for Si Zijin.

I went around for tea, but found that there was something wrong with her eyes, and there was no tea smell at all, but a bit of wine smell.

Zhang Ping was a little taken aback, but Si Zijin picked up the teacup and drank it down.

Putting down the teacup, he quietly winked at Zhang Ping: "Don't tell them."

This attitude made Zhang Ping relax all of a sudden.

Sure enough, there is no warrior who does not love wine!

Zhang Ping quickly filled the boss again.

Si Zijin took the second cup and put it close to the tip of his nose, as if feeling the aroma of the wine, he asked casually:
"Have you seen Phoenix?"

Zhang Ping was taken aback, and casually nodded in agreement.

The wine glass moved to his mouth, and his long fingers slowly stroked the round and smooth surface of the wine glass.

"left?"

"died."

The wine glass stopped spinning, and a trace of confusion appeared on Si Zijin's face.

"what happened?"

Not aggressive, just natural gossip between friends.

Zhang Ping respects Si Zijin for being a man, and thanked him for bringing him out of the middle of the mountain range. He did not hide it. He told about the Phoenix possessing Li Fengling, but only concealed Phoenix's obsession with his identity and what happened to him. The thing that called Ao Zijin woman to attack.

Listening to Zhang Ping's eloquence, Si Zijin kept nodding his head.

The elegant boss listened very seriously, whispering a few key words in his mouth.

"Original Bloodline, Desolate Ancient Realm, Dragon Gate..."

Si Zijin circulated these words in his mouth, and there seemed to be lights in his eyes.

Seeing that he was preoccupied, Zhang Ping didn't dare to disturb him, so he sat on the side and waited obediently.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Ping saw that Si Zijin's eyes were getting brighter, then he drank the wine in his glass and looked at Zhang Ping.

"You really helped a lot!"

Zhang Ping had some doubts, but he heard Si Zijin continue talking.

"From this point of view, the large number of monsters that appeared in the middle city at that time should have been instigated by the phoenix, in order to keep an eye on us so that it could escape with its blood."

"However, since the Phoenix has disappeared, and that little girl of Li Fengling has also gone to Longmen, then at least there is no need to worry about foreign enemies in the city."

"Sure enough, the director knows the inside story of the beast tide."

Zhang Ping was not surprised that Si Zijin knew Phoenix, and he also understood the reason why he couldn't fully understand the beast tide when he was stronger than him.

Because Phoenix's realm is higher than his, and Longmen is involved.

Zhang Ping didn't say much, and only thought that what Si Zijin said was of great help was to understand the cause of the beast horde.

But I heard Si Zijin say to himself suddenly: "You are very courageous, and you can still be so calm in the face of the barren ancient land."

Zhang Ping didn't understand the gold content of this sentence.

There is a big gap between each big realm, no matter in terms of life level or aura pressure.

Normally speaking, it is normal for Lei Ming and his group leaders to react with fear when they see the Dao Habitat Demon King.

Except for people with extraordinary talents like Song Heng, only Zhang Ping's systematic comparison would ignore the coercion brought by high-level people.

But precisely because of this, in Si Zijin's eyes, he still had the courage to draw his sword in the face of the barren ancient realm, which was Zhang Ping's incomparable courage.

"You are really good."

Si Zijin looked at this young man who kept surprising him with admiration in his eyes.

The slender fingers put down the small wine glass, tapped lightly on the table, and suddenly said: "Come here."

Three streaks of black smoke appeared at the same time, Lei Ming, Chu Kuang and Song Heng performed Hell Step respectively, and arrived instantly in response to Si Zijin's order.

"Zhang Ping, Song Heng, the two of you will be the team leaders of the West Division of the Demon Elimination Division from now on. Lei Ming Chu Kuang, you are responsible for assisting them in forming their own team."

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Director!"

The voices of the three sounded at the same time.

Before Zhang Ping could react, he sat in a daze.

Lei Ming stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Ping up, motioning him to salute quickly.

Only then did Zhang Ping react: "Director, I've only been here for a day to be the team leader. Isn't this against the rules?"

Si Zijin chuckled: "Rules? What rules?"

"Looking forward to the tyrant's success, draw your sword to Huanggu, this is the rule!"

"A person like you is naturally suitable for the Exorcist."

"Go."

After Si Zijin finished speaking, he turned his back, took out another handful of bait from somewhere in his hand, and fed the goldfish in the small pond outside the pavilion.

The four of them saluted Si Zijin respectfully, and quickly exited the corridor.

"Okay, you boy! Sure enough, you are the team leader!"

As soon as he came out, Lei Ming laughed and embraced Zhang Ping: "I told Lao Chu a long time ago that you will not be able to do without the position of team leader!"

Chu Kuang was also joking: "As far as the record of the two of you working together to kill the Daosheng Demon King, if you don't become the team leader, no one would dare to take you as his subordinates."

"Anyway, I don't dare." Lei Ming laughed loudly, and said to Song Heng, "We will be colleagues from now on!"

Song Heng hurriedly cupped his hands: "You will always be my team leader!"

"Hey!" Lei Ming waved his hand.

"In terms of realm, you are not as good as me, but in terms of strength, I am afraid I am not as good as you."

Lei Ming stopped, restrained his smile, and said seriously to Zhang Ping and Song Heng.

"On the way of a warrior, strength is the most important thing. Your record shows your strength. Such strength deserves the position of team leader."

"Status is not determined by seniority, not by realm, but by one's own fists."

"Lao Chu and I know very well that you will rise up sooner or later, especially you, Song Heng."

"Do you know your Heavenly Blood Realm cultivation, why I let you take charge of a team alone in the beast tide, no one objected?"

"Did you know that last year you picked so many talents and lost face to so many people, but no one dared to provoke you?"

"Did you know that Feng Feiwen, that old bastard, was persuaded by you to dismiss him with one word?"

Lei Ming looked at Zhang Ping again: "Do you know why we have such a good sense of you, and we have been fighting for you in Zhanhaimen?"

"Do you know why the director appointed you as the team leader when you first arrived in Midtown today?"

Form fists with both hands, and hammer heavily on the chests of Zhang Ping and Song Heng.

At this moment, Lei Ming is like a strict and kind teacher, passing on his experience of winning to them.

Zhang Ping and Song Heng straightened their backs and listened attentively.

"strength!"

"Only strength and a pure heart of martial arts are worth it!"

"Learning with the heart and establishing the way with martial arts, this is the purpose of our Demon Slayer."

"You are worth it!"