[Invincible flow·Nianxia·Shuangjie·Nianshang·Pure love·Contrast]
Shen Yu has reached the ceiling of combat power in the world of cultivation and is the junior uncle of the No. 1 Sword Sect.
The five senior brothers all doted on him to the heavens, and his property was as rich as any country. However, his ultimate dream in life was to lie down.
You can sit but never stand, you can save spiritual stones and never spend them randomly, you have so many inner barrages that it can fill up the screen, and you still have to maintain a superior demeanor on the outside, which is tiring.
Until that day, he casually picked up a seriously injured beautiful boy.
I wanted to keep him as a quiet and money-saving mascot, but unexpectedly, the boy's eyes were getting worse day by day.
Later, the demon king suppressed the country and the world was in chaos. Shen Yu was forced to go into business, and the fourteen states were frosty with a sword.
He rubbed his sore waist and complained to a certain apprentice who was clinging to him behind him: "Master really just wants to retire and lie down..."
A certain aloof disciple rubbed his shoulders skillfully and said in a low voice, "Master, just lie down. I will do the rest for you, disciple."
