Chapter 3

"Forget it, even though you're at home, you deliberately lived in the southernmost part of the mansion in order to avoid me. Alas...you can move back here tomorrow!" After taking a deep look at Jun Xie, Jun Zhantian said with regret. . No matter how dandy he is, he is still his grandson, and he is also the only bloodline of the Jun family...

Right now, despite the foreign affairs of Jingping, several princes have grown up slowly. It was when the internal tide was raging. As the first person in the military, he was like a towering tree, and everyone wanted to lean over. Or waiting for oneself to lean over, and start with one's only bloodline, it is an excellent plan to frame the blame! If Jun Xie doesn't move back, I'm afraid such things will happen one after another in the future.

"I live there, it's fine, don't need to move!" Jun Xie refused, joking, just about to see what his fellow killers in this world look like. If he moved back, wouldn't he lose this opportunity? When Old Master Jun talked about this matter, Jun Xie felt a little excited in his heart.

Killer... that's a very distant thing, but it's also the most affectionate memory...

"You!...You bastard!" Old Man Jun was so angry that he raised a big slap and was about to slap it off. When he was about to slap his hand, he paused, sighing, and his eyes were complicated, "You... go."

Is this the first time this kid has rejected himself? ! He... how dare he reject me today? ! And refused so bluntly?

Jun Xie bowed, then stood up straight, turned around and left.

"Oh, there is one more thing, you must not pester Princess Lingmeng anymore. There is no room for negotiation on this matter, so let it go!" In the voice of the old man, there was an indescribable despair, and there was a faint hint of despair. Frustrated!

In the past few years, although the Jun family seems to be powerful and almost one person in power, it has always had a fatal flaw, that is, there is no successor! The only descendant of the third generation is Jun Moxie, a dude! Mr. Jun seems to be in his 40s, but his mentality is not old, he has insight into the world, and he knows that if one day he leaves the world, the Jun family will be completely wiped from this world in a very short period of time. Judging from Jun Moxie's current situation, this possibility is almost an inevitable outcome, and even this is the final outcome that can be seen.

Therefore, Jun Zhantian used to be shy and asked the emperor that Jun Moxie could marry Princess Reimu, the emperor's most favored wife. If this can be done, even if he goes west, then Junxie has his own protection and power. The name of a princess' husband and a royal relative, as long as it is not out of the ordinary, no matter how much you think about it, you can keep the incense of the king's family from being cut off.

The husband-in-law of the princess may seem beautiful, but it is actually the most embarrassing position in the court and the opposition. As long as it is a powerful family of ministers, everyone is afraid that the emperor will suddenly confer a marriage and let their son marry a princess. Do you want to bow down to your daughter-in-law? Especially in addition to the princess's license, the concubine is absolutely forbidden to take concubines. If the princess is a perverse person and is jealous, it will be really difficult for the family to think about it well. However, it is a great guarantee for a playboy like Jun Moxie, at least it is the best plan for the Jun family incense plan!

Therefore, Jun Zhantian's proposal of this marriage was really helpless.

His Majesty the Emperor naturally understands that his old comrade in arms is also the big brother's intention, and he also intends to move after hearing the words, but after carefully understanding what Jun Moxie has done, plus Princess Lingmeng's unwillingness to die, he has thought about it for a long time. , and finally refused.

"Brother Jun, it's not because the younger brother doesn't want to sell the elder brother's face, but the younger brother is also a father, and Reimu is the younger brother's most beloved daughter. How can I dedicate my daughter to... Sigh!" His Majesty the Emperor lowered his posture and said nothing. After saying this sentence, Jun Zhantian could hardly get up in one breath.

As a father? Thinking about your daughter? If it was ten years ago, when my Jun family was at its peak, even if Mo Xie was ten times more playful, as long as the old man proposed marriage, wouldn't you be overjoyed? Humanity is warm and cold,

Like drinking water! This is the resentment in Grandpa Jun's heart.

"Oh, I see." Jun Xie stopped at the door and said lightly. In his tone, there was no surprise or joy, as plain as a bowl of boiled water, and then he took a step forward.

Ever since the old master Jun revealed this meaning, Jun Moxie has always regarded himself as Princess Lingmeng's husband-in-law, stalking Princess Lingmeng blindly, making her very annoying. But at this moment, Old Master Jun was a little surprised and surprised to see his grandson's indifferent appearance. Jun Xie is either angry, or hysterical, or even scolded by a vixen... The old man will not be surprised, but his indifference makes Jun Zhantian a big surprise.

"I fell, why did I change my temper?" Old Master Jun twisted his beard and looked at the back of Jun Xie who was going out, his eyes were deep.

After a long time, Jun Zhantian clapped his hands and said: "Send a few more good players to guard the young master day and night, and there must be no more mistakes! If there are any more unsightly people, kill them on the spot! There is no need to have any scruples!" Things can be done once and never again. How can I, the grandson of Jun Zhantian, allow you to harm me? A cold light flashed in Old Master Jun's eyes.

In the empty hall, Mr. Jun seemed to be talking to the air, but then a misty voice came from somewhere: "Yes!"

Jun Xie walked out facing the rising sun, the gentle sunshine beckoned on his slightly pale face, and strolled towards the small yard where he lived. Along the way, there were constant servants salutes with sincerity and fear, Jun Xie ignored it and walked at ease. Think about your own mind.

No one knows that in the heart of the third son of the king, paragraphs of words are echoing at this moment:

"What is a killer? As the name suggests, a killer is the hand that kills! The black hand who kills! Be sure to remember the word 'black'!"

"Killers are always illusory, coming from the misty and disappearing into nothingness!"

"What does it mean to be a successful killer? If a killer doesn't know that he is a killer with bloody hands until the day he dies, then he is a successful killer!"

"So, what does it mean to be a qualified super killer?"

"The so-called qualified killer can hide himself under any circumstances! With literati, he is a writer; with painters, he is an artist; with hooligans, he is a villain; with ladies, he is a villain. He is a nobleman, a gentleman; with a satyr, he is a slut! With a hero, he is a role model!"

"In the desert, he is the lizard; in the prairie, he is the wolf king! Back in the mountains, he is the tiger, the king of beasts! Floating on the sea, he is the dragon who makes waves!"

"In this way, you are a qualified and successful killer!"

"If you only know how to kill people, you are at best a butcher!"

"Killing people just for the purpose, even if they succeed every time, they can only be regarded as an excellent assassin at most!"

"Murdering! It's an art in itself! As a killer, you can never, never despise the elegance of this art!"

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This was a conversation between Jun Xie and his master in a previous life. After thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of Jun Xie's mouth, and he muttered: "...Additionally, born in a family like this, I am just a jerk waiting to die. The second ancestor!"

Suddenly a cold voice said: "Wrong! You are not the second ancestor! I am the second ancestor, and you are the third ancestor!"