Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

The Blood God Hall is the place where the major backbones of the blood clan discuss important matters. When Bai Lu arrived at the Blood God Hall, Cheng Anqing introduced these backbones one by one for him.

Cheng An thought lightly, from now on, Bailu would be the messenger of the blood clan, and he could be regarded as a member of the blood clan, with a considerable status!At this time, it's time to introduce her to the supervisor of various affairs of the blood race.

"This one is Wang Pingping, who is in charge of all the underground organizations of the Blood Clan." Cheng An lightly pointed at a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

The person Cheng Anqing called Wang Pingping had a face with Chinese characters and thick eyebrows like two Hengshan Mountains.

At that stop, natural domineering will naturally form, and he is a character that cannot be underestimated.

Bailu smiled slightly at Wang Pingping, but his eyes were indifferent.

In response to Bai Lu's smile, Wang Pingping snorted coldly, "The position of envoy has always been vacant, because the Lord said that it should be reserved for someone who is qualified for this position."

"We have always been looking forward to who will be appreciated by the Lord and become the emissary of the blood race, but..."

Wang Pingping glanced at Bailu, "What can a woman do?"

Most of the backbone of the blood clan are over 40 years old, there are only a few young men, and there is not a single woman.

Coupled with what Wang Pingping said before, it can be seen that there is gender discrimination among the backbone of the blood clan.

Although the rest of the backbone members did not speak, the expressions on their faces were in favor of Wang Pingping.

Among these members, Wang Pingping was secretly lightened three times during the rescue process, so he was the first bird.

If it was someone else, he wouldn't dare to fight against Cheng Anqing.

Cheng Anqing's character, in the hearts of everyone in the blood clan, is frightening.

Who would hit the gun of such a perverted person before he died?

Unless you think you've lived too long.

"Then how do you think you can do it?"

Cheng Anqing looked at Wang Pingping with some headaches, this Wang Pingping is just a straight person, someone said that the wind is the rain.

However, Cheng Anqing still believed in his loyalty.

"How can I be competent? Then let me be convinced." Wang Pingping said, and the rest of the people nodded.

"nameless."

Cheng An turned his head to look at Bailu, vaguely, he seemed to believe that she could convince them.

This is trust without any reason, as if it comes from the heart, from the soul, from the deepest part of the body.

Bai Lu smiled, she sat cross-legged suddenly, and took out the lotus qin from the void.

Put the blood-colored lotus qin on your legs, and slowly undulate your fingers on the strings of the lotus qin.

A Qingxin song was played out at will.

The sound like a breeze passed through the hearts of everyone, as if washing their hearts, flowing through their veins like waves of clean water.

The impetuous hearts had already calmed down, and everyone closed their eyes, as if they had been intoxicated by the mountains and rivers and the scenery.

During the whole process, only Cheng Anqing, Han Wuling and Jiang Chengnu were pure in heart, and the rest seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, dancing together with the purest beauty in this world.

As the last note fell, the corner of Bailu's lips curled up, and the Qingxin Song was completed.

Looking up at the backbone of the blood race, the moment the sound of the piano was cut off, they seemed to return to reality from the warm and pure world.

as if……

A moment ago, he was sitting in a dream of pure white Shengxue, but this second, he has already entered the world of black and black.