Kryptonian Demon Lord

"Time flies, Xin Maonian will soon pass, looking back on the past year, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion..."

"The new year means a new starting point, new opportunities, new challenges..."

"Determined to continue to work harder and take it to the next level..."

Wu Hao yawned greatly, and he had never felt anything like meetings. Fortunately, the Red Lotus Sect will only open once at the end of the year.

Of course, when a new disciple entered the sect, there was a time when it was specially opened for the new disciple.

This meeting is naturally the year-end summary meeting of the Red Lotus Sect. Only the inner disciples or elders of the sect and the above positions participated in the meeting.

The general meeting process is like this. First, the Zongwutang elders will summarize the year-end affairs, then the outstanding disciple representatives will speak, then the elder representatives will speak, and finally the suzerain or true disciples will make a summary speech.

Of course, as usual, when the meeting is about to end, if the suzerain is present at the meeting, she will also explain some martial arts difficulties to the disciple, or teach a practical secret technique or the like.

This is also the point that disciples look forward to most at the annual end-of-year meeting.

The disciple representative chosen this time is Wang Ziqiong. Because of the inner disciples of this year, she was the most eye-catching performance.

Although Wu Hao's combat power surpassed Wang Ziqiong a lot. But some of the contributions that Wang Ziqiong made to the sect, Wu Hao couldn't keep up.

In the contribution list of inner disciples, Wang Ziqiong was high, leaving many old disciples far behind.

Originally, only Cao Wushuang still had the qualifications to threaten Wang Ziqiong to contribute to the top of the list, but now that he has not returned, the sect has already speculated that he is more auspicious.

As a result, the completed tasks on his body could not be delivered on time, and Wang Ziqiong's top spot is no longer in suspense.

And she naturally became a spokesperson at this summary meeting.

The speech that made Wu Hao sleepy just now belonged to Wang Ziqiong.

When Wang Ziqiong finished speaking and returned to the queue, Wu Hao quietly touched her shoulder and whispered: "Hey, little black cat, can you do it? Your speech is too routine..."

"Blam me!" Wang Ziqiong said softly: "Your Qian Baoer helped me write the manuscript!"

Wu Hao: "..."

Wu Haodong Mansion.

The two ruby ​​eyes of the rabbit Xiaobai moved left and right, looking at the two spiritual stones in front of him, as if looking at it for a while, it would become one more.

Looking at the piles of spirit stones beside Qian Baoer, the little rabbit swallowed, and then said aggrieved: "Sister Baoer, why? Wang Ziqiong's article was clearly written by me, and others gave it to me. Two hundred Lingshi's brushes, why did most of them go to your place? I only have two Lingshi..."

Qian Baoer put away the Lingshi, looked up at Xiaobai and said softly: "This involves a very complicated algorithm, you don't understand it!"

"You just need to simply understand that most of my side is channel fees."

She stroked Xiaobai's head, softly soothing: "Making money is not the purpose, but it is mainly for you to exercise your logical thinking skills in the process of writing. In this way, the more you think in a human way, the easier it is to get rid of the shackles of race. ."

"Even though I say that..." Xiaobai said weakly: "But why do I think the more I think in a human way, the more unfair I feel?"

"How unfair!" Qian Baoer: "If you think about me, your heart will be balanced. I am the one who holds a one-thousandth commission. But you are the one who holds a one-thousandth commission. Rabbit. My income is ten times that of mine!"

The little rabbit felt that what she said was reasonable, but it still felt a little wronged.

So it couldn't help asking: "Sister Bao'er, money is really so important to you humans. Is money almighty?"

Qian Baoer thought for a while, and then seriously replied: "Of course money is not everything, but it can solve nine thousand nine hundred and ninety ninety-nine problems!"

"As for the ten problems that it can't solve...no money can't do it!"

...

While one person and one rabbit were discussing the meaning of money, Wu Hao suffered at the summing-up meeting of the sect.

He thought that Wang Ziqiong's speech was boring enough, but he did not expect that the speech of the elder on the stage was better than Wang Ziqiong's speech.

Where is this speaking?

This is simply the number of words in the water!

frenzied!

Is it tolerable or unbearable.

It's a pity that the elder Wang who spoke was a big man of the Golden Core Stage of the God Realm, and Wu Hao had to endure even if he had an opinion.

What Wu Hao didn't know was that he was uncomfortable. In fact, Elder Wang on the stage was even more uncomfortable than him.

He didn't want to come to the stage to speak this time, but was caught by lottery.

He caught so many elders together.

There is no other way but to bite the bullet.

Because this time it's not just a simple speech.

He also shoulders an important task.

That's... drag!

It is not the one who undresses, but to drag down this summary meeting.

Simply put, it is time consuming.

Because the important person has not yet arrived, there is no news about the suzerain and true disciple Huo Wu Dieyi, and Ximen knows that there has been a small change there, which caused the problem of no one in the finale of this year's summary.

But there was a slightly better news, and they got a response, and Ximen knew that he had arrived in Lingnan.

Now on the way.

So what he has to do now is to delay time and wait for Simon to know how to come back to the rescue.

Originally, he also typed a belly draft in advance.

But while he was speaking, he found out that he had run out of the belly manuscript, but Simon knew that he still hadn't come back.

He had no choice but to talk awkwardly on stage and talk about something else casually.

While chatting awkwardly, he transmitted a voice message to the elder who was in charge of contacting Simon: "Why haven't you come yet, I can't hold it!"

"Persevere, persevere!" The elder returned with the same spirit transmission: "This time Ximen is approaching a breakthrough, and he came back a little late. He has a good chance, and now he has been promoted to the Golden Core. The Royal Sword Flying will come back soon. of!"

"Then I will try my best!" Elder Wang agreed, and subconsciously slowed down his speech.

"I think back then, the old man was still a young child, confused and unconscious, I don't know what cultivation is..."

After Luo Li talked about a lot of stories about his childhood, Elder Wang urged again through a voice transmission: "Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Alright, soon, we will arrive in half an hour!"

Elder Wang sighed and continued preaching: "That year, the mountain flowers were blooming, and the old man came to the Red Lotus Sect and passed the three stages of selection..."

Luo Li was talking about a lot of well-known disciple selection, and Elder Wang once again transmitted his voice: "Is it here?"

"It's only a quarter of an hour! You deserve to be a true disciple. The speed of Yujian's flight is fast. This speed has surpassed many old gold cores!"

Elder Wang nodded secretly, the Futang messenger elder was right, and Simon knew it was true. Even his current flying speed, Elder Wang asked himself, he couldn't match it.

He glanced at the expressions of the disciples below, and chose to ignore them and continue preaching: "The year-end competition is a very important opportunity for the outer disciples. The process is like this..."

"It's time to come this time!" Elder Wang asked hopefully after a quarter of an hour.

"There are still twenty-five minutes!" The contact elder replied with a strange expression.

"Hey, how come the more you hurried, the more time it takes?" Elder Wang asked in a daze.

"Ximen knows that he is lost, maybe he has just mastered the flying sword and has no sense of direction!"

"Then quickly let him come back!" Elder Wang's expression became a little ill.

"He flies too fast~www.readwn.com~ My messenger talisman is chasing..."

"It turns out that flying fast is not always an advantage!" Elder Wang spied out, and continued to ignore the expressions of the disciples below, saying with a hollow and numb expression: "That year, I was promoted to the Qi refining period, and I had myself. Dongfu. In the Dongfu next door to me, there is also an Inner Sect brother who lives with his wife named Xiaoling..."

"Cough cough cough!" Elder Wang just said here, he heard heavy coughing from the elders' seat in the rear.

When he swept away his spiritual thoughts, he knew that it was his good friend, Elder Song, who was coughing.

Reminiscing about the speech he had just thought out of his mind, Elder Wang suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

He couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart: "Ximen knows, you scam. Come back soon!"

"I almost disclosed the privacy of the old man to the public!" Elder Wang thought very depressed.

"Just to count words, am I easy?"