Chapter 2 Jun Moxie

Jun Moxie, now 16 years old, is the only direct descendant of the younger generation of the Jun family in the Tianxiang Empire! A super scoundrel who is idle, hates work, and eats and eats to death! In a simple sentence, it is a typical parasite that has no value in life!

This is the general information of the new identity that Jun Xie has passed through.

No wonder you were crossed by me. My nickname Xiejun is Junxie, but your name is Moxie. Isn't this a natural sin? You are not wrong.

After a brief review of what this Young Master Jun had done in the past, Jun Xie sighed, this kind of scum, if it were in a previous life, he would definitely be the target of his own sniping. And what kind of person is not good for me, to actually be in the body of such a garbage person, it can be said that there is God's will in the dark. I often hear people say that the Buddhist cause and effect, if you kill more pigs in this life, you will be born into pigs in the next life. This seems to be very reasonable. In the previous life, I killed a lot of scoundrels!

The dude's grandfather, Jun Zhantian, is the Grand Duke of Blood Orchid in the Empire and the number one figure in the military. His father, Jun Wuhui, was once a general of the Empire. He died in battle ten years ago, and his mother died in depression nine years ago. , The two brothers, Jun Moyou and Jun Mochou, both died heroically in a battle three years ago!

There is also an uncle Jun, who was also seriously injured in the war ten years ago. Although he saved his life, he was paralyzed from the waist down...

Such a huge family can really be said to be loyal and loyal, but unfortunately it has fallen to the point where it is about to cut off its successor cigarettes! There is only Jun Moxie, the only seedling left, which was also crossed by Jun Xie. Fortunately, the body is still from the Jun family. If Jun Xie has a son in the future, in theory, it is still the blood of the Jun family. …

Since God is like this, and because everyone is surnamed Jun, this big killer will reluctantly live for you. Jun Xie grinned and shrugged. In fact, I really don't want to, this will ruin my skin, ruin my reputation, and let me get a lot of scolding! (Voiceover: Jun Moxie’s wandering soul shouted in anger: I don’t even want to! You’re a cheap bastard…)

As soon as the door was pushed, Jun Xie stepped out, the sun was shining all over the floor. Facing the bright sun for a while, Jun Xie sighed, the sun is still the sun, but I am no longer me. Jun Moxie is never Jun Xie!

But my heart is still the heart of the evil prince! How about another world? !

Two maids stood at the door, bowing and saying, "Hello, young master."

Jun Xie nodded lightly, looked at the other four maids who were busy not far away, looked around again, and shook his head involuntarily.

Look at these people around you, the other sons and brothers are surrounded by charming beauties, while the ones around me are all aunt-level, and the only bright spot is an eleven- or twelve-year-old loli! In my impression, this seems to be the arrangement of my powerful grandfather. All these servants have a characteristic, that is, they are very healthy and strong. Looking at their legs, they all look like bars...

"What are they doing?" Jun Xie asked, raising his head and pointing at the servants in the distance with his chin.

"They... are helping the young master to feed the birds and dogs and those fighting beasts..." The older servant girl bowed her head and replied timidly.

"Oh?" Jun Xie strolled over, um, it was really dazzling, seven or eight bird cages were neatly hung on the flower stand, and several birds of different colors were jumping around, very lively. Not far away, several big dogs were lying there with their tongues stretched out, their heads full of fat, and further away, in a few small bamboo tubes, the crickets made a very clear sound, and they seemed to be a very valuable and good fighting breed...

Well, the original gentleman's hobbies are really very extensive. In a cage next to him, there are actually two colorful poisonous snakes hissing letters.

Looking at all this with disgust, Jun Xie frowned: "Find someone to come and sell those things that can be sold, and throw out those that can't be sold! Or kill them and eat meat! Don't put them here, disgusting people. now,

This is where people live, not a zoo! "

Ah? !

Hearing this sentence, the six maids and the little loli who followed Jun Xie all widened their eyes! Wang Qing raised his head and looked at his young master. For a moment, the same thought appeared in the minds of the seven people: What is this madman doing today? You paid a lot of money to buy these back, but you have always been a treasure! Throw it away today? Buy tomorrow? !

"Uh, don't sell those two snakes, wait for me to come back and make soup." After two steps, Jun Xie said without looking back.

Collective speechless!

After passing through a garden, several pavilions, a playground, and then around a large fish pond, and walking along the road of two rows of trees for almost half an hour, we arrived at the residence of Mr. Jun. Only then did Jun Xie realize that the house where he lived and the place where the old man lived were exactly one south and one north.

It seems that the current family is really big enough! If I remember correctly, this should be the capital of this country. There are very few people who can own a huge mansion with a radius of tens of acres in the capital, except for the imperial palace.

Mr. Jun sat behind the desk. Although he was over sixty years old, his beard and hair were still black and shiny, and he looked at him like a forty person. Fang Zheng's majestic face was full of helplessness, looking at his grandson lazy. Yangyang seemed to come in weakly, and almost couldn't help his temper jumping up again.

The old man Jun Zhantian was born in poverty. He was a young general, and he made the world famous. He was famous for his fear of enemies. He was not only excellent in martial arts, but also one of the only Tianxuan-level masters in the Tianxiang Empire. He had a calm and determined personality. His joy and anger have always been invisible, and his chest has its own hills and valleys.

Just from the sentence "From a poor family, a young man is a general!" It can be seen that how many children of ordinary poor families have ever been able to take the position of general? What's more, is it still a teenager? !

It took Jun Zhantian less than 40 years to go from a humble poor man to now the Grand Duke of Blood Orchid. Although the times create heroes, throughout the history of the entire continent, there are very few! This experience is enough to be proud of. But when he saw his only remaining grandson, he felt helpless and hated that iron could not become steel!

The old man really can't figure it out, with his family's blood and high-pressure management, how could such a tyranny be born! This kid is not good at martial arts. He feels dizzy when he picks up the book, and when he hears the practice, he runs faster than a rabbit. The sons and nephews of other people are either already brilliant and talented; On the right track, at least it is above the fifth rank, but my precious grandson has beaten five teachers successively, and the profound energy cultivation so far is only a pitiful third rank...

It's just such an unsatisfactory thing, but it's a slapstick dog who eats, drinks, and gambles without a teacher. He is a genius in these aspects, and his hero I actually has such a grandson...

Sighing helplessly, Old Man Jun couldn't help but think that if his son and the other two grandsons were still there... Thinking of this, he laughed at himself: If they were all there, he would still be able to coddle this single seedling into a pampered one. Like this? When I received the news that my son Wuhui died in battle, I stood firm and did not cry. I considered myself to be a hero of Laozi. When my two grandsons, Moyou and Mochou died in battle, I also forcibly held back the tears of sadness. The hero Sun Haohan, after that, he has no intention of being disabled for life, and he finally shed tears for the first time in his life, but there is still a trace of luck and luck in his heart. , the last grandson is a little bastard, a bastard who can't support the wall with mud!

What can I do myself? !

"I heard that you fell off the bed last night? And you fainted? Is that right?!" Putting away the emotion in his heart, Jun Zhantian asked lightly.

"Huh?" Jun Xie raised his head, some doubts in his heart, and some relief. If you ask about other things, Jun Xie can prevaricate it with the memory left in his mind, but it is this matter, but he doesn't know. In addition, this matter is actually a big doubt in Jun Xie's heart: I woke up this morning and found that there was nothing unusual about this body, so how did I pass through? At this moment, I vaguely guessed from the old man's question that this guy fell out of bed and fell to his death when he was sleeping...

Really playful strongman, idol! You can fall out of bed and fall to your death!

Jun Xie expressed his sincere admiration in his heart, such a master really needs to look up.

"Uh what uh?" Grandpa Jun patted the table, blew his beard and stared, and when he saw his lazy appearance, he was furious. "You bastard, you don't even know if you were secretly tricked! If the old man hadn't taken precautions, you would have already gone to see the King of Hell at this time! If you talk about you, can't you be successful?!"

It turned out that the kid was under the black hand! Jun Xie curled his lips very secretly, thinking that your so-called 'prevention' is nothing more than that, your grandson has already been reincarnated under your 'prevention'.

Seeing that he never spoke, Old Master Jun was a little surprised. With this guy's sloppy temperament, how could he be so quiet? If it was in the past, he had already jumped up when he heard that someone had made a bad hand on him, but now his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care, and... there was a faint coldness.

I'm not mistaken! Mr. Jun really can't believe that such a cold state will appear on his unsatisfactory grandson!