Chapter 4 The 2nd and 3rd Ancestors

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

In front of Jun Xie, a wheelchair appeared. On it, a thin middle-aged man in his thirties was reclining and sitting on it. His legs were covered with a thick satin. His eyes were looking at him playfully, his eyebrows were like swords, flying diagonally into his temples, naturally with an inexplicable coldness and murderous aura! The eyes are like hawks, flickering, and deep in the eyes, there is still a faint contempt, although it is not many, it is very obvious!

If this person is not disabled, he must be a great husband with a jade tree facing the wind! A real hero with a hard bone! Only from the power left in the eyebrows, it must have been a general who was decisive in killing and commanding thousands of troops!

"Third uncle?" Jun Xie stopped. Looking at the third uncle who was sitting in the wheelchair, Jun Moxie had no intention of seeing him. In Jun Moxie's original memory, this third uncle was a crippled person who couldn't do anything in a wheelchair, ate and waited to die, and was useless at all; But at this moment, Jun Xie sensitively felt a familiar aura from the third uncle who had been in a wheelchair all the year round. This aura was terrifying!

murderous look!

The murderous aura that is enough to make Jun Xie be moved!

Only the iron-blooded soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles and fought from the sea of ​​corpses and blood will have such unique sharpness! Just like a peerless sword that will never be buried by dust even if it is broken, it exudes an aggressive light!

But this peerless sword is hidden in its sheath at this time!

Throughout Jun Xie's life, he has only seen two or three such characters at most, and any one of them is a big man with a heavy army. In fact, such an iron-blooded warrior was Jun Xie's most admired character in his previous life. ! In fact, the old man is also a first-class character, but as the old man grows older, his self-cultivation has almost returned to the state of simplicity, and he is hidden everywhere.

But Jun Wuyi has not yet reached the point of keeping a low profile. The whole person is like a sharp sword in a box. Although the edge is hidden, it is especially awe-inspiring. Jun Moxie and his like, even killing him can't tell the difference!

Although the peerless sword is idle in the box and hangs on the wall, it still sounds like a dragon in the middle of the night! This is a kind of bloodthirsty in the bones!

"It's rare that you still call me third uncle." Jun did not intend to raise his head, his deep eyes looked mockingly at his only nephew: "Mo Xie, are you very interested in being the second generation ancestor?" After speaking, he suddenly sighed. After a sigh of relief, he secretly asked what happened to him today, how could he be interested in talking to such a pool of mud that can't support the wall?

Jun Xie looked at him for a long time, but focused on his disabled waist and legs, and suddenly laughed: "Third uncle is joking, you are the real second-generation ancestor, and I am only the third-generation ancestor at best. Nephew, be safe and happy. The third generation ancestor is already very satisfied."

Yep? Why is this kid talking in such a tone today? Although there are thorns in the words, but there is absolutely no arrogance in the past?

Jun Wuyi, who was surprised by Jun Xie's answer, opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like a dazzling lightning suddenly piercing the hazy night sky! He laughed suddenly, shook his head while laughing, and said, "Do you know the difference between the second ancestor and the third ancestor?"

"Oh? It's not the same, they all eat together and wait to die? Is there a difference?!" Jun Xie raised his eyebrows, and there was a thorn in his words. Seeing the lightning-like eyes flashing in Jun Wuyi's eyes, Jun Xie felt that such a man of iron and blood, and that he was so depressed, it was a great regret in the world!

There was a flash of bitterness and unwillingness in Jun Wuyi's eyes, and then he disappeared, and his dry right hand was caressing his stump leg; he raised his head and said, "This is a big absurdity. It was my father who conquered the world,

The children can just sit back and enjoy their achievements. There is no difficulty at all. As long as they have a mouth to eat, they will definitely not die, and at least they can enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth! However, the so-called third generation ancestors are not,"

He looked into Jun Xie's eyes, smiled, and counterattacked: "The so-called third generation ancestors do not necessarily refer to the third generation, but the descendants of the third generation; In the world, but there is a fault in the middle father generation, this is called the third generation ancestor! If your father is still alive, then you and I should be the second generation ancestor, but I counted from your grandfather's generation, and you, are From your father's generation. It's different here."

"But your grandfather is old now, so even if you want to be a third-generation ancestor, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for long; and there is no other big tree above you except your grandfather to enjoy the shade, so you This third generation ancestor, I am afraid that the future life will be very difficult! If you want to be a qualified third generation ancestor, if you don't have some ability and scheming, it is absolutely impossible. Therefore, my second generation ancestor is better than your third generation ancestor. Be lucky."

Jun didn't intend to say, originally to fight back against Jun Xie's phrase "eat and wait to die", but after speaking, there was a feeling of sadness in my heart. Is this the end of the huge Jun family? Once at its peak, the king's family, whose majesty made all countries dare not look at it, has now reached such a point! The eldest brother and the second brother died in battle one after another, leaving him disabled; the only two nephews who were looking forward to it, also died in battle, with no bones left; Jun Moxie, who was just a piece of junk, was left in the blood of the Jun family!

Suddenly, Jun Wuyi lost all interest and felt so bored that he didn't even want to say a word.

Jun Xie was silent, and suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, I can also be the second generation ancestor." Jun Xie didn't understand what Jun Yi said. The reason why he asked Jun Yi to say these words is because of his following words!

Jun Wuyi coughed twice, and asked with interest but a little laziness: "Oh?"

"If Third Uncle, you make a big tree for me and support me in the shade, wouldn't I still be able to be the second ancestor?" Jun Xie said with a smile.

There was a flash of anger in Jun Wuyi's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Mo Xie, are you mocking your third uncle again?"

Jun Xie looked at him and suddenly said, "Can you still feel anything on your legs?"

"No!" Jun turned his head away without intending to. He hated this nephew more and more in his heart. He knew that he was the most taboo for others to mention his disability, but he mentioned it again and again. Just ask. Such descendants who do not know how to respect their elders are really better than none!

"Is the waist bone broken before?"

"No!" Jun Wuyi was furious: "You bastard, if my waist is broken, will I still be alive today?!"

"That is to say, Third Uncle, your meridians are damaged at most? Are you being manipulated by someone?" Jun Xie's eyes lit up, it seemed that the meridians were cut off or eroded by sinister efforts, causing them to shrink. If this is the case, as long as the qi and blood are not depleted, there is still some hope. With one's own medical skills, there should be a chance for treatment. After all, they are blood relatives in this life, but what moved Jun Xie was the sharpness of that iron-blooded man!

Jun Xie felt that since he was capable, he should let him stand up for such an iron-blooded man! Whether he is his third uncle or not!

Jun Xie looked at him and said slowly: "I heard that you were injured on the battlefield, but it is much more difficult to kill you directly on the battlefield with such a sinister hand, why is this happening? Is it you? The old enemy in the past deliberately wanted to punish you to make you so immortal?!"

The sentence was stabbed to the point of pain, Jun Wuyi bit his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead jumped a few times, and he gasped for a few breaths before barely controlling his excitement, and said coldly, "What's your business?"

Knowing that he guessed right, Jun Xie smiled proudly, stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, leaned over, and said mysteriously, "Do you want revenge, third uncle?"

"What kind of revenge is there to talk about like this?" Jun Wuyi's thin face showed a flush of redness, the expression in his eyes changed, and the light of extreme hatred shone out; after a long time, he sighed and said, "I am now me. Just a bum!"

Jun Xie smiled and said softly, "If I have the ability to make Third Uncle you stand up again?"

These words sound like thunder!