Legend of Sword King

4After leaving Nine Phoenix City, the sun was about to set. Before he packed up the thirty task reports, Cheng Qing stopped in his courtyard for a while. He raised his head with his hands behind his back and looked at the opposite mountain, where the Begonia Residence was.     1

    

The crabapple blossoms bloom on the hillside, the setting sun falls on the tree Begonia, the scenery is pleasant.    

    

Cheng Qing shook his head and sighed with a helpless look on his face. In Nine Phoenix City, he had gathered information from Su Chen in order to capture Su Chen's weakness. However, he hadn't expected that the elder would have no weaknesses at all.    

    

Because he understood it all, Cheng Qing couldn't help but admire the transvestite elder in his heart.    

    

In Su Chen's narration, she was an extremely good-natured woman who was neither strong nor weak. She did not have any bad habits, nor was she overbearing or overbearing, and she could smile at anyone. If the disciples had any difficulties, as long as she was able to help them, she would help them — — except, of course, for Su Chen.    

    

As the vice hall master of the battle hall, the elder of Begonia was of high position and authority, but he had never been greedy for money.    

    

In the hearts of the three thousand disciples of the Thousand Extinction Sect, Elder transvestite was a perfect goddess.    

    

However, such a goddess actually seemed to have a deep hatred for Su Chen. Whenever he didn't torment her, he would feel uncomfortable. Su Chen had been bullied for many years. Not to mention walking out of his predicament, he didn't even know the reason.    

    

Chen Qing rubbed his chin and thought to himself. If a fly didn't bite a seamless egg, then it seemed that Su Chen really did have a problem. It was just that he hadn't realized it himself.    

    

However, this sort of Elder transvestite was simply too difficult to deal with. He simply couldn't afford to waste any time.    

    

If Cheng Qing had enough time, he wouldn't mind getting to know the whole story and slowly resolving the feud with the transvestite elder. But he couldn't do it now, he had to fight with the transvestite elder to determine the victor.    

    

Watching the crabapple blossoms shine under the setting sun, Cheng Qing gradually revealed a smile, a rather self-deprecating smile, "Since it's like this, then don't blame me, this method …. Under normal circumstances, I really didn't want to use it. But for now, that's all I can do. "    

    

It was hard to deal with someone without a weakness, but Cheng Qing had a lot of experience and skills.    

    

Cheng Qing had his own strategy for dealing with all sorts of opponents.    

    

Someone once told Cheng Qing, if you want to take a young girl who has yet to see the world, take her to see the prosperity of the world. If you want to take a woman who has already experienced the vicissitudes of life, take her to the merry-go-round.    

    

If she's in love, undress and undress; if she's read a lot of people, you cook at the stove.    

    

Cheng Qing had his principles, but after his rebirth, at times, his bottom line was very low.    

    

Unless one had heaven-defying luck, they would not be able to survive in this world if their bottom line was too high and their skin was too thin. Chen Qing, who came from a grassroots background, was incomparably clear on this point.    

    

In his previous life, his bottom line was too high, and he was too impartial.    

    

So now he had the temperament to do whatever it takes to achieve something – of course, to do whatever it takes was only a strategy, but also the premise that he couldn't go against his conscience and do whatever was wrong with him.    

    

The transvestite elder had no weakness or weakness, but Cheng Qing was not someone he could take advantage of.    

    

However, the bottom line had to be lowered a bit.    

    

Chen Qing apologized silently to Elder Begonia in his heart – this was only Cheng Qing's self-consolation, Elder Begonia wouldn't receive such an apology.    

    

After a moment, Cheng Qing came back to the Begonia Residence.    

    

This time, the transvestite elder received him in a quiet and spacious courtyard. In this ancient and elegant courtyard, there was no transvestite, but there were a few plants there.    

    

At this moment, Elder transvestite was sitting in the middle of Little Xie, playing with a piece of broken chess on the stone table. The sunlight was already very weak, but within Little Xie, there were pearls hanging high in the sky, emitting a bright but not dazzling light. Thus, Cheng Qing could still clearly see Elder Begonia's snow-white arms, shoulders, and shoulders.