Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 139

[Chapter 139 Gamble Twelve Swords Tower]

“Shen Zhenyi is here.”

In the first sword building, Shen Zhongshan also got a report.

“Oh?”

Chong Shan tensed his face and said angrily, “This kid finally knows that he is here to apologize, hum! After all, our Twelve Sword Towers are his roots. Now that the war is imminent, he is willing to come, and he has a conscience.”

Seeing his wishful thinking, his subordinate Jiantong could only explain helplessly: “I heard that the third son of Shen did not come to plead guilty, but to confess his ancestors and return to the ancestry, is to get back the belongings that the eldest young master left in the Jianlou?”

What?

Chong Shan was so angry that his beard stood up.

He didn’t know that it was the wife and Shen Yizhou who went to tease others first, and only thought that it was Shen Zhenyi who gave him the horse.

“This kid is so hateful, let his thing go!”

Originally, I wanted to meet this outstanding junior, but after hearing about his intention, Zhongshan Mountain seemed to have eaten a fly, completely lost his mood.

The old lady sneered proudly when she heard the response of Shen Zhongshan, “I know that the old man of Shen Zhongshan loves face, but as long as things don’t go as he imagined, he will only be angry and angry.”

As long as Shen Zhenyi can’t see Shen Zhenyi, things are not afraid of being exposed. If Yizhou can defeat Shen Zhenyi in an upright manner, then of course it would be the best. If it doesn’t work, use a knife to kill, use Yan Qian to kill the dead old ghost to deal with Shen Zhenyi, and see if he dies!

Shen Shenshan ignored it, and the foreign affairs were naturally handed over to the old lady and Shen Yizhou.

The two of them ordered Shen Zhenyi to be brought in and placed in the vigil in the center of the Twelve Swords Tower.

It was the first time that the Dragon Princess came to such a large-scale sect, and the scenery he saw along the way could not help but be amazed.

Chu Huoluo is more like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, she feels fresh when she sees everything.

“Master, is this some kind of defensive formation?”

“This medicine field is so big!”

“There are thousands of disciples practicing here at the same time? How many people are there in the Twelve Swords Building?”

As a local tyrant, the Twelve Swords Tower has a long heritage, accumulated for many years, and its momentum is amazing.

Shen Zhenyi just looked at it indifferently and didn’t take it to heart.

He was too lazy to say more, and only said to the deacon who received it: “We are not here as guests. If you pack up the things of the ancestors next year, we will take them and leave without having to spend the night.”

The deacon had never seen such rudeness towards the Twelve Swords Tower. The other party seemed to mean that he was going to leave without even wanting to eat a meal, so Wei Wei had to agree and report back to the old lady.

“Is this person really so rude? It’s Shen Mengtian’s seed!”

The old lady has never seen Shen Mengtian, but she has a deep hatred for him, and sneered: “Since he doesn’t know how to praise, we will send him to see the King of Hell earlier. Zhou Er, are you ready?”

Shen Yizhou stood beside him, with a strange azure on his face, and said with a wicked smile: “Don’t worry, mother, I have mastered my swordsmanship, I will definitely be able to kill this beast and return the peace of my Twelve Swords Tower!”

The old lady was a little worried when she saw his strange expression, and asked: “Don’t be in a hurry, practice swordsmanship is not an overnight thing, even if you can’t win him head-on, then we have other ways…”

“Who said I’m not his opponent?”

Shen Yizhou turned black, turned around and left. The old lady knew his temper and had no choice but to go with him.

——After all, she still has confidence in her son.

Shen Yizhou rushed to the door of the Jingshe where Shen Zhenyi lived and shouted loudly, “Third Young Master, I am here, can I dare to fight today?”

His voice was shrill, like a night owl. Chu Huoluo was disturbed and came out impatiently. Seeing Shen Yizhou, he giggled and said, “Isn’t this the young master who crawled away from the gate of our Abandoned Sword Villa? How dare you come to see him today? we?”

Climbing away from the gate of Abandoned Sword Villa is a scandal in Shen Yizhou’s life, and it is also the shadow of his life.

Chu Huoluo unceremoniously exposed his scar, making him so angry that he became angry, and said with shame and anger, “I was willing to give in to the bet at that time, but I wasn’t afraid of you. Since Third Young Master Shen is here today, do you dare to meet me again? Gamble once?”

This kid can’t do anything else, but he still has some courage.

After such a big ugliness at Abandoned Sword Villa, he dared to come to the door to invite battle. I wonder what kind of reliance he got?

Shen Zhenyi glanced at him lightly, and asked casually, “What else can you bet on?”

Shen Yizhou was stunned.

I really don’t have any money to gamble.

His dignified young master of the Twelve Swords Building, a respected young man Junyan, actually didn’t even have the qualifications to shoot in front of Shen Zhenyi?

This is impossible!

Shen Yizhou roared in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said: “I will bet with you on the inheritance of the Twelve Swords Tower. If I lose, the heir of the Twelve Swords Tower will return to your Shen Mengtian line!”

He was also cruel.

The inheritance of the Twelve Swords Tower is the most important thing for Shen Yizhou. In his opinion, others will naturally not let it go. He has to fight Shen Zhenyi today, so he blurted out.

“Twelve Swords Tower?”

Shen Zhenyi shook her head indifferently, “I’m not interested.”

If others get this opportunity, they may be inexplicably excited, but for Shen Zhenyi, even if there is a true swordsmanship in the Twelve Swords Building, for him, it is just a reference, and there is no such strong desire for it.

Shen Yizhou was dumbfounded. He didn’t expect that there were people who didn’t take Twelve Swords Tower in their eyes. He was afraid that Shen Zhenyi would not be willing to gamble with him, so he said anxiously, “Even if you don’t want the Twelve Swords Tower, why don’t you justify your ancestor’s name? Shen Mengtian was expelled from the Twelve Swords Tower, if you can get him back The right of inheritance, that is, for him to be ordinary, in the future he can be sacrificed by this sect and be regarded as the patriarch!”

This doesn’t sound like a big deal. When a person dies like a lamp goes out, what is the use of wailing for fame after death?

Just as Chu Huoluo was about to refute, Shen Zhenyi thought for a while, and then she nodded and said, “Alright, since I came here to get the relics of the ancestors, it’s good to have a last wish for him.”

“I took over this gambling fight.”

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly, indicating that she accepted Shen Yizhou’s bet.

From the moment he arrived at Abandoned Sword Villa, he sensed the spiritual thoughts of the founder of Wanzang Sword Sutra. There must be treasures in his relics. If he can end his regrets for him, he might gain something.

Anyway, it’s easy to do, and it doesn’t take much effort.