Chapter 90

Name:Everlasting Sword God Author:CIoud
Shen Yizhou is very happy.

As the second successor of the twelve sword building, of course, he grew up listening to the story of his eldest brother Shen Mengtian.

He said how talented he was, how skillful his sword technique was, how romantic he was, and how proper he acted - finally, he would add, "if the eldest childe is still there, he will be able to carry forward the twelve sword building."

If someone comforts him occasionally, it will only let him learn from his brother. Even if he can't learn everything, it's good to learn 80%.

How can Shen Yizhou be so happy when he is compared every day? He has been angry since childhood. He hopes to turn over and become a man one day. Don't listen to people mention his long dead brother.

Originally, it was not difficult. With the gradual improvement of Shen Yizhou's practice, he behaved very appropriately. Everyone regarded him as the natural successor of the twelve sword building. If it goes on like this, in a few years, the brother's shadow will completely disappear.

But unfortunately, just ten years ago, the messenger of the eighth cultivation suddenly came the news. It is said that Shen Mengtian, his brother who was thrown into the storm eye of Zhuanlun mountain three hundred years ago, did not die - not only did he not die, but he also handed down his mantle in the nine secluded land. Three hundred years later, he cut the moon and soared, and his descendants returned to the world.

Originally thought they would recognize their ancestors, Shen Yizhou worried for a while.

Unexpectedly, the third childe Shen Zhenyi inherited the stubborn temper of his ancestor Shen Mengtian and chose independent forces.

——It's also called abandoned sword villa.

Everyone knows that they are the descendants of the twelve sword building. Isn't this slapping in the face?

Shen Yizhou was very angry at that time.

Originally, it was just that. Who knows that this stable ten-year abandonment sword mountain villa has not stopped. Shen Zhenyi unexpectedly showed his talent. In ten years, he was promoted to the fifth place in the real world and subdued a remote military state.

At this time, there was a voice in the twelve sword building, saying that Shen Zhenyi had the style of naizu. Would you please go back to the building and let him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

This has not threatened Shen Yizhou's successor position, but he has begun to worry.

So this time he specially came to attend the jiuchongxiao fair of Juntian department to see Shen Zhenyi - as soon as he saw him, Shen Yizhou remembered the shadow of his childhood and wanted to step on his feet to relieve his anger.

He deliberately swaggered and deliberately recruited elder Hu. He severely pressed Shen Zhenyi as an identity, and his heart was very comfortable.

Shen Yizhou went to the jingshe in the mountains. It was almost the highest place in jiuchongxiao. Looking up, there was only a quiet room in the sea of clouds. In addition, he had a panoramic view of all the scenery.

Thinking that Shen Zhenyi was sharing a small yard with some rude businessman, he was very proud.

What abandoned sword mountain villa, what third childe Shen, what is the fifth highest level of reality. As long as Shen Yizhou still occupies the position of the little Lord of the twelve sword building, Shen Zhenyi can't climb on his head anyway!

When Shen Yizhou was thinking like this, he saw Shen Zhenyi meandering along the mountain path with Chu huoluolong Princess an Defu and others, but he came to the top of the mountain.

What's the meaning of this? There's no place to live. Do you want me to rub here?

Shen Yizhou almost laughed. When Shen Zhenyi and his family were about to arrive, he opened the door and said with a smile, "does third childe Shen also live near here? That's good. Let's be neighbors."

Elder Hu won't arrange a room for them. They should be distinguished guests of jiuchongxiao. Unfortunately, Shen Zhenyi is far from qualified.

Shen Yizhou was sure that Shen Zhenyi could only reply in a subdued way. They all figured out how to secretly ridicule and keep quiet.

Who knows, Shen Zhenyi nodded, "yes, I live nearby."

Ah?

Shen Yizhou was stunned and stuttered, "you... Where do you live?"

At least the people from the four main doors are qualified to live in the jingshe nearby, right? Haven't you heard that besides yourself, there are other people from four major doors arriving this year?

Will jiuchongxiao make an exception to give Shen Zhenyi a room?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Unless jiuchongxiao wants to offend the four major gates, he will never do such a thing.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and pointed up, "what a coincidence, it's in the cloud sea quiet room above your head. After getting up every day, you can say hello to young master Shen."

Are you kidding?

Shen Yizhou almost shouted out. Isn't the cloud sea quiet room in jiuchongxiao never open? Only when the previous emperor came to jiuchongxiao to inspect, did he stay in the quiet room for two nights.

How can Shen Zhenyi live in the quiet room where the emperor lives?

And it's still on your head!

Shen Yizhou's face turned red and he couldn't speak.

Shen Zhenyi Shi Shi ran passed by Shen Yizhou and stepped on the ladder in front of him. At a turning point, he came to the cloud sea quiet room, took out the key and opened the people. Under the stare of Shen Yizhou, he took the people into the room together.

Chu Huoluo deliberately made a face at Shen Yizhou before entering the door, which made him angry.

"Shen... Zhen... Yi..."

Shen Yizhou squeezed the fence hard, and his face became very ugly.

Unexpectedly, not only the dead brother stepped on himself all his life, but also his descendants will step on himself now! Is it tolerable or intolerable?

He will never allow Shen Zhenyi to leave jiuchongxiao alive. He must eliminate this trouble in the bud.

Pop!

Although the fence of ink bamboo is hard, it can't stand the ravage of the fifth expert in the real world. It is hard to break in Shen Yizhou's hands, making a crisp sound of fragmentation.

Shen Zhenyi didn't notice, and he didn't need to notice.

Chu Huoluo found something wrong with Shen Yizhou. She quietly reminded him, "master, I see that young master Shen, his face is as black as charcoal. He must be jealous of you. Do you want to guard against him."

"Leave him alone."

Shen Zhenyi replied lazily.

This kind of person is not successful and timid. He can only hide behind others and can't cause any trouble at all. Why worry about him?

"That's good!" Chu Huoluo saw Shen Yizhou's twisted face through the window, puffed and laughed, and soon put the matter aside.

That night, jiuchongxiao's fair had just officially begun.