Legend of Sword King

0He placed one hand on the armrest, the other on the armrest, slowly and rhythmically tapping it. His eyes were deep and profound: "This Cheng Qing, is indeed an unexpected fellow, and we have no idea where he comes from, these few days we have already investigated, and he is completely unlike the other three families who sent him to the South City to cause trouble, but for such a person who has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he has risen up way too quickly …" He's already at the seventh level of the Nazi realm? "    0

    

"Yes, many people saw the breakthrough during the battle." "It is precisely because of this guy's mysteriousness that we need to grasp him in our hands, control him, and study him thoroughly. Who knows, maybe we will find some incredible opportunity and allow the strength of the Zhao Family to rise to another level!"    

    

"One more step." His eyes suddenly became sharp. "Let's see if this kid and She Mei can make any gains in the secret realm. If he really has the ability to enter the secret realm, when he comes out, we must catch him no matter what. When that time comes, even if a piece of his flesh is ripped apart, we must still find out his secret!"    

    

Cheng Qing and Zhao Yan walked for half a month and arrived at a river valley at noon. When they were resting by the river, Zhao E frowned as she fiddled with a bronze compass.    

    

"Didn't you guys come here before?" Chen Qing asked her.    

    

Zhao E rolled her eyes at Cheng Qing, "The fact that the Zhao Family came by doesn't mean that I have."    

    

Cheng Qing couldn't be bothered to argue with her. He caught a few fish in the river, removed their scales to remove dirt, then started a bonfire beside the river and began to grill the fish skillfully.    

    

"You even have this kind of craftsmanship?" Zhao Yimei moved closer to Cheng Qing, and looked at the fish in the blink of an eye, then looked at Cheng Qing in doubt: "You really can eat this? I mean, it really won't taste bad? "    

    

Cheng Qing shrugged. "It's not like I'm letting you eat it."    

    

"Aiyo, Young Master Chen, what you're saying is too weird. Who are we? Why are you saying all this?" Zhao Yimei immediately put on a flowery smile and coquettishly poked Chen Qing's shoulder with her hand. "I've eaten so much these past few days that I'm about to puke. Anything that I want to heat up is about to go crazy. Young Master Chen, if you grill well, I will definitely repay you well."    

    

Cheng Qing cast a glance at the foxy Zhao E and said, "Do you want to repay me?" "Sure, after you finish eating this hot food, there's still something hot on my body for you to eat."    

    

"Lecher!" "Scoundrel!" Zhao E ran away like the wind. Her face was red as she stomped her feet and glared at Cheng Qing.    

    

Cheng Qing chuckled, "You even know to be shy, not bad, not bad at all."    

    

Zhao E was always walking by the river, how could she not wet her shoes? She had a charming and seductive look on her face, constantly teasing Cheng Qing. Now, she was shocked by Cheng Qing's coldness.    

    

Zhao Haimei took in a deep breath to comfort herself. She had been careless and had capsized in a ditch, so she could not interfere with the overall situation. Now that she had recovered, she could finally fall into the hands of an immature brat.    

    

Zhao Yimei adjusted her mood and was about to use some kind of method to make Chen Qing lose face. However, before she could do anything, the strange air made her entire body stiffen and she froze in place.