I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 82: Eighty-six: Young Master Shen (Thanks to Da A for his mighty reward and promotion)

Among the younger generation of Xiling, there are two names that cannot be bypassed.

Mi Shen and Mi Chu, Mi's double pride.

Before Tang Luo appeared, the standard of Xiling's young genius was these two people.

Mi Shen, the son of Mihu, was fifteen-year-old, and his cultivation progress was as fast as Tang Zuo, the first genius of the Tang family twenty years ago.

And Mi Chu's appearance has even pulled the standard of a young genius to fourteen and a half years old.

The Mi family was hailed as the strongest generation of Xiling before the double arrogance, and because of his handsome appearance, he was called his son Shen and his son Chu.

And Mi's Tianjiao did not disappoint. Mishin had reached the pinnacle of transmutation when he was twenty-three years old, and made great achievements in battle.

Mi Chu's diligence is even more astonishing. At the age of twenty-two this year, he has reached the pinnacle of extinction and started to independently complete the mission of Mi's Battle Hall.

If twenty years ago was the golden generation of the Tang family, then now is the era of Mi's double pride.

People in Xiling felt so at that time, until Tang Luo, a thirteen year old, was born and overpowered a generation.

Shengsheng raised the standard of Xuanfan to thirteen. It can be said that Tang Luo's appearance subverted their understanding of Xuanfan.

But this didn't damage the status of the Mi family's double pride in the hearts of everyone. After all, Tang Luo had to be ten years younger than them. It can only be said that Xiling Fengshui is in the Tang Mi's second family, and amazing children will appear in every generation.

Mi Shen is twenty-five years old this year and has already begun to undertake a large number of family affairs. He handles all of Mi's oil, grain, salt and cotton business, and he also supervises Fenling Port in the south of the city.

There is no doubt that the Mi Family was trained according to the standards of patriarch, and he also deserves the reputation of Tianjiao.

Mishin left his house to build a mansion at the age of 20, and soon there was a reputation as a corporal ritual who was sincere.

This makes the youngsters who have worked hard in Xiling's martial arts school to be proud to have defected to the son, Shen, to become a student.

Gongzi Shen protects his shortcomings, so his subordinates are very willing to spend his life, and he never hesitates to reward him. With an example, everyone in the Gongzi mansion thinks he is proud of his work.

In just five years, there were 800 gatekeepers in the Prince's Mansion, of which 500 had fallen.

Become a big force, one minister and four people are the representatives of the Prince's Mansion.

The wealthy and powerful son Shen has undoubtedly become the most representative figure of Xiling's younger generation, and he is in the limelight. Even the patriarchs of some small and medium-sized families attach great importance to this young man.

Xiling Nancheng Gongzi Mansion

Mishin spent most of the day in the planning house. To run a huge industry, one person can't do everything even day and night, so the decentralization of power has become a compulsory course for every family member.

There are eight hundred guests in the Gongzi Mansion, not all of them are martial artists, but there are also many scholars. These people are each entrusted with important tasks and share some tasks. However, after being shared with the work, Mi Shen did not become a hand-shoulder, but was sitting in Cefang daily .

Once there are things that these people do not handle well, Mishen will teach them how to solve them. In a word, these people will be the leadership team after Mishen becomes the head of the Mi clan in the future.

In addition to sitting in the policy room, Mishen has a habit of taking a nap.

It stands to reason that a warrior who is at the top of the world does not need a nap to cultivate his spirit, even if he doesn't sleep for a few days, he can still be refreshed, but Mishen is undoubtedly a special case.

He not only needs a nap, but also has extremely high requirements for pillows.

The leather pillow is too hot and the jade pillow is too cold, so Gongzi Shen must have a knee pillow for his nap.

Only by resting on the beautiful legs of a beautiful woman and smelling the faint fragrance of the beautiful woman's abdomen can he sleep peacefully.

Everyone in the world has a quirk of spying on celebrity preferences. When the habit of Gongzi Shen spread like wildfire in Xiling, there was a wonder in front of the gate of Gongzi Mansion.

There is an endless stream of beautiful women dancing with two long legs, and each one wants to recommend himself to be the knee pillow of the son Shen.

As a minister of Mishen, Zhang Xinghe, one of the tasks he must do every day is to arrange knee pillows for Mishen.

"My son, it's time for you to rest." Zhang Xinghe respectfully whispered to Mi Shen, who was dealing with the file.

Mi Shen lowered his head and focused on correcting the file, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Xinghe's words.

And Zhang Xinghe didn't think of a pestle in the slightest, still standing by the table with a bowed posture.

For a long time, Mi Shen put his pen on the inkstone, closed the case file, and raised his head.

The corners of his mouth were grinning, and star-like eyes looked at Zhang Xinghe and said lightly: "I heard that you killed a warrior yesterday."

"Yes, the son." Zhang Xinghe was still respectful. He didn't think there was any problem with this matter. The other party had the intention of attacking and wounded several customers. If he didn't kill him, the reputation of the son's mansion would not be lost.

"Good job." Mishen stood up and walked out of the room.

Zhang Xinghe followed step by step, his expression still respectful.

Between the two raised their legs, they came to Mi Shen's bedroom, and Zhang Xinghe was guarded by the door.

In the Luo Sha tent of the room, there is already a tall woman sitting upright, with white and slender legs.

Seeing Mi Shen walk into the room, the woman stood up and saluted, and said, "I have seen Master Shen."

Mishin looked at the woman up and down, spread her arms, and the woman stepped forward docilely and untied her clothes.

After the delicate face of Mishen lifted his shirt, what was revealed was a sturdy figure, every muscle was full of explosive power, and the neat eight-pack abs seemed to be painted.

The beast's body and handsome appearance gave a very strong impact, and the woman's face flushed, and even her breathing became short.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Mishen flashed a hint of dislike in his eyes, and said lightly: "Don't be emotional, I don't like lust."

The woman was startled, and said in a panic: "Yes... the son."

The contemplative woman led Mi Shen onto the bed, climbed to the pillow position and knelt down, her buttocks pressed against her ankles, and she looked at Mi Shen pitifully.

Seeing that the posture had been taken, Mishen lay on the woman's lap, closed her eyes, and the woman's gentle fingers covered his temples on both sides, gently rubbing.

One hour is the time for Mishen to take a nap, and for the knee pillow, even if you only maintain a kneeling posture, half an hour will make your legs numb. Maintaining a kneeling posture for an hour will have to bear the head of an adult man. The weight of the ministry is undoubtedly torture.

The woman who thought she could hold on had already tried her best, but the head that was not heavy was like an iron ball, and her legs were numb and painful like a needle.

Mishin didn't notice it, and he slept soundly.

"Raise your hands for a while, let your legs rest for a while." The girl couldn't help but feel like this thought. As her legs became sore and numb, the thought became stronger.

Her hands gently touched the sides of Mi Shen's head. The girl was about to apply force when she saw that Mi Shen, who should have been sleeping, had opened her eyes and her bright eyes were full of indifference.

He stood up on his back with an expressionless face, turned his head, and said nothing.

She was awakened before the nap time, which was undoubtedly the girl's fault, so she explained in a panic: "My son, I just have a numb leg." I hope Mishen will be considerate.

Mi Shen looked at the girl and asked indifferently: "Will you wake me up because of my numb legs?"

"No." The girl explained: "I just want to hold the son's head for a while and let her legs rest." After that, the girl shed tears, especially sorry and wronged.

The appearance of a girl crying will undoubtedly make people feel distressed, especially such a beautiful and moving woman.

Mi Shen shook his head, came to the girl's opposite, and said lightly: "It's okay, I'll rub it for you."

The girl looked at Mishen in disbelief. She didn't think that the son, not only did not blame herself, but also rubbed her legs.

Does he like himself? The girl involuntarily had a romantic daydream, and felt that this self-recommendation was undoubtedly the most correct decision in life.

How happy it should be to be a woman of Gongzi Shen. The girl's eyes became blurred involuntarily, watching the man's green palm touch her leg.

The cold and delicate touch made the girl a little shy, and she wanted to thank Yai.

But the body was getting colder and colder, and the green light in Mishen's hands lit the woman's body through her legs, and came to her chest in a flash.

The girl was very scared, she didn't understand why it was like this, and she looked at Mishen with her little face with Yu Lihua.

But the green light was already on the girl's neck, then the facial features and the heavenly spirit.

The woman who originally had fair skin had blue light in her facial features.

Mishin took back the palm of the girl's leg and got out of bed to change clothes.

The girl who still remained sitting on her knees turned into a jasper figure with a frightened expression on her face, vivid.

　What is the happiest thing about writing a book? I think it's just someone who likes your story.

　　 I attended a friend’s birthday party yesterday. The phone vibrated constantly. I picked it up and saw that there were continuous rewards and promotions from book friends.

　　 At that time, I felt a warm current surging in my heart, full of gratitude.

　　 I am grateful that someone likes my story, and I am grateful that I can see it.

　　 Thanks again, I will write this story more seriously and live up to your love.

(End of this chapter)