Legend of Sword King

However, Cheng Qing didn't plan on taking care of the Black Rhinoceros Army's mood. He said bluntly, "If we block the Black Rhinoceros Army, then we will definitely be the main force."    

    

With a "pa da" sound, because Nangong Yi's mouth was too big and fierce, his jaw was dislocated.    

    

Under the gazes of everyone present, he landed on his butt, and his face was filled with dejection and dejection.    

    

She had always thought that she was a top genius in Western Lion. Not only was her cultivation outstanding, she was also knowledgeable and resourceful. She didn't expect that … The strong naturally had their strengths, and each mountain was higher than the last.    

    

Compared to Cheng Qing, how could he even qualify to be called a genius?    

    

Ignoring the fall of first place in Nan Gong, Cheng Qing cupped his hands and thanked Song Jiao, "The White Deer Cave came to provide assistance in time and even allowed the Zhen Yuan City army to pass through the Hundred Miles Battlefield smoothly. Only then can Sun Moon City be saved and we were lucky enough to survive. In the future, if there's anything that this humble one can use in the White Deer Cave, do not treat this humble one as an outsider. "    

    

Song Jiao and Nangong Yi were equally shocked. When they heard Cheng Qing's words, they immediately withdrew their minds.    

    

Seeing Cheng Qing's earnest expression and his sincere words, Song Jiao felt that this young man before her was especially pleasing to the eye. She couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy with him.    

    

Song Jiao smiled sweetly and said, "How could we have come in time without you and everyone else defending us? Alright, don't say too much. Since we're all at the same level in a bloody battle, An Xin also loves you dearly. If you're free in the future, you should come take a look at the White Deer Cave. If the Tranquil Sky Sect needs the White Deer Cave's help, there's no need for you to stand on ceremony.    

    

Hearing the word "family", Cheng Qing's heart skipped a beat. He almost couldn't hold it in, and his eyes started to turn red.    

    

In his previous life, he was a disciple of the White Deer Cave, on the same side as Song Jiao and the others.    

    

As a person of two lifetimes, some things have changed, and some things have remained the same even after many mishaps.    

    

This was probably fate.    

    

Cheng Qing cupped his hands in acknowledgement.    

    

Lin Xin was naturally very happy. Chen Qing being able to befriend the White Deer Cave and being able to chat happily with Song Jiao, who loved her the most, was what she wanted to see the most.    

    

As for the first position of Nangong... He was still in a daze.    

    

Cheng Qing did not intend to comfort him. He could only sigh in his heart and silently say, "Senior Brother, don't blame me."    

    

He was very clear about the situation of Nangong Yi. This fellow's talent in cultivation was astonishing. He should have reached the lesser celestial stage, but due to his pride, he missed the best time to cultivate and ended up reaching the Great Perfection Stage.    

    

Not only was it his talent in cultivation, but his talent in reading and his potential in strategy could be said to be the best in the world. However, it was also because he was immersed in the name of the White Deer Cave's most outstanding disciple that he became lazy, delaying his progress, causing his achievements to be limited.    

    

If that wasn't the case, when the Uighur army had invaded in his previous life, Cheng Qing would have joined forces with him. They wouldn't have needed three years to go to war, and Chen Qing would have been able to defeat the Uighur army long ago.    

    

If that were the case, then the loss of Xi Liang wouldn't be that severe. Later on, when the Qin Empire tried to intimidate them, it was unlikely that they would lack the ability to confront each other head on. They could only humiliated the other party and paid him a sum of money every year.    

    

The heavy burden of the currency was like a mountain pressing on the head of Xi Liang, causing him to be unable to breathe and indirectly causing the country's decline to be unable to recover.    

    

Now that there was a chance for him to let First Elder Nangong to realize his inadequacies and not be complacent, Cheng Qing would naturally not let it go. If it was possible, Nangong Yi would just go all out. With his talent, his future achievements might not even be lower than his own.