In front of Jun Xie, a wheelchair appeared. On it, a thin middle-aged man in his thirties was recliningly sitting on it. His legs were covered with a thick satin. The eyes were looking at him playfully, and the eyebrows were like swords, flying obliquely into the temples, naturally carrying an inexplicable coldness and murderous aura! His eyes were like eagles, with sharp lights shining, and in the depths of his eyes, there was still a faint disdain, although not much, but it was very obvious!
If this man is not disabled, he must be a great husband who is facing the wind! A true hero with strong bones! Judging from the power remaining in his eyebrows, he must have been a decisive general who commanded thousands of troops!
"Third Uncle?" Jun Xie stopped in his tracks. Looking at this third uncle Jun Wuyi sitting in a wheelchair, in Jun Moxie's original memory, this third uncle is a useless person sitting in a wheelchair who can't do anything, eats and waits to die, completely useless; But at this moment, Jun Xie sensitively felt a familiar aura from this third uncle who had been in a wheelchair all year round. This aura was creepy!
murderous look!
Murderous enough to move even Jun Xie!
Only iron-blooded soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles all year round and fought from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood can have such unique sharpness! Like a peerless sharp sword that will never be buried in dust even if broken, it exudes an aggressive light!
But this peerless sharp sword is hidden in its sheath at this time!
Throughout Jun Xie's life, he has only seen two or three people like this at most, and any one of them is a big man with a heavy army in his hand. In fact, such an iron-blooded warrior was the person Jun Xie admired the most in his previous life ! In fact, Mr. Jun is also a character of this level, but as he grows older, his self-cultivation is close to the state of being simple and simple, and he hides his secrets everywhere, and Jun Xie gets along with him for a long time, so he ignores it for a while!
But Jun Wuyi has not yet reached the point where he can hide his strength and bide his time. The whole person is like a sharp sword in a box. Jun Moxie and his ilk can't tell the difference even if they kill him!
Although the peerless sword is idle in the box and hangs on the wall, it still screams like a dragon's cry in the dead of night! This is a kind of bloodthirsty in the bones!
"It's rare that you still call me third uncle." Jun Wuyi raised his head, and looked at his only nephew with deep eyes mockingly: "Mo Xie, are you very interested in becoming the second generation ancestor?" After speaking, he suddenly sighed He took a deep breath and wondered what happened to him today, how could he be interested in talking about such a puddle of mud that couldn't support the wall
Jun Xie looked at him for a long time, but he focused on his disabled waist and legs, and suddenly laughed: "Third uncle was joking, you are the real second-generation ancestor, and I am only the third-generation ancestor at best. Be safe and happy, nephew The third generation of ancestors is already very satisfied."
kindness? Why does this kid speak in such a tone today? Although there were thorns in the words, they were completely free of the arrogance and domineering of the past
Jun Wuyi, who was surprised by Jun Xie's answer, opened his eyes, and suddenly a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like a ray of dazzling lightning that suddenly pierced through the hazy night sky! Suddenly he laughed, shook his head while laughing, and said, "Do you know the difference between the second generation ancestor and the third generation ancestor?"
"Oh? Isn't it the same as eating and waiting to die? Is there a difference?!" Jun Xie raised his eyebrows, and there were thorns in his words. Seeing the flash of lightning and thunder in Jun Wuyi's eyes, Jun Xie felt that it was a great pity in the world for such an iron-blooded man to be so depressed!
A flash of bitterness and unwillingness flashed in Jun Wuwu's eyes, and it disappeared immediately. His dry right hand caressed his broken leg; he raised his head and said, "This statement is absurd. Why is there no difference? The difference is so far away! The second ancestor, is It is the fathers who have won the world, and the children can just sit back and enjoy the success. There is no difficulty at all. As long as you have a mouth to eat, you will not die, and at least you can enjoy the glory and wealth of your life! However, the so-called third generation ancestors are not like this, "
He looked into Jun Xie's eyes, chuckled, and fought back: "The so-called ancestors of the third generation do not necessarily refer to the third generation, but the descendants of the third generation; The whole world, but there is a fault in the middle generation of the father, this is called the third generation ancestor! If your father is still alive, then you and I should both be the second generation ancestor, but I count from your grandfather's generation, and you are the second generation ancestor. From your father's generation. It's just different here."
"But your grandpa is old now, so even if you want to be a third-generation ancestor, you probably won't be able to do it for long; and besides your grandpa, there are no other big trees above you 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 do not have some skills and scheming, you will never succeed. Therefore, my second-generation ancestor is better than you, the third-generation ancestor. Be lucky."
Jun Wuyi said, originally to retaliate against Jun Xie's sentence of "eating and waiting to die", but after talking about it, I couldn't help feeling sad in my heart. Is this the end of the huge Jun family? The Jun family, which used to be so powerful that other countries dare not look directly at it, has reached such a point now! The eldest brother and the second brother died in the battle, and he was disabled; the only two nephews who had some hope, also died in the battle, with no bones left; the blood of the Jun family is only left with this idiot-like Jun Moxie!
All of a sudden, Jun Wuyi loses all interest and feels so bored that he doesn't even want to talk anymore.
Jun Xie was silent, and suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I can also be the second ancestor." Jun Xie didn't understand Jun Wuyi's words. The reason why he asked Jun Wuwu to say these words was because of his following remarks!
Jun Wuyi coughed twice, and asked with interest but lazily: "Oh?"
"If you, third uncle, make a big tree for me and support a piece of shade, can't I still be the second generation ancestor?" Jun Xie said with a smile.
A flash of anger flashed in Jun Wuwu's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Mo Xie, are you mocking your third uncle again?"
Jun Xie sized him up, and suddenly asked, "Do you still have feeling in your leg?"
"None!" Jun Wuyi turned his head away, feeling more and more disgusted with this nephew in his heart. He knew that he was most afraid of others mentioning his disability, but he mentioned it repeatedly. Ask directly. Such descendants who do not know how to respect their elders are really worse than nothing!
"Did the waist bone break before?"
"No!" Jun Wuyi was furious: "You bastard, if my waist is broken, can I still live to this day?!"
"That is to say, third uncle, your meridians are damaged at most? Did someone set them up?" Jun Xie's eyes lit up, it seems that the meridians were cut off or corroded by vicious kung fu, causing them to shrink. If this is the case, as long as the qi and blood are not lost, there is still some hope. With my own medical skills, I should still have a chance to be cured. After all, they are close relatives of this life, but what moved Jun Xie was the sharpness of that iron-blooded man!
Jun Xie felt that since he was capable, such an iron-blooded man, he should let him stand up! It doesn't matter if 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's much more difficult to do such a trick on the battlefield than to kill you directly. Why is it like this? Is it because you used to Your old enemy deliberately wanted to punish you to turn you into such an immortal look?!"
One sentence hit the sore spot, Jun Wuyi gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead twitched a few times, he took a few breaths, managed to control his excitement, and said coldly, "What does this have to do with you?"
Knowing that he had guessed right, Jun Xie smiled triumphantly, stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, leaned over his head, and asked mysteriously, "Does Third Uncle want to take revenge?"
"I look like this, why are I talking about revenge?" Jun Wuyi's thin face showed a blush, and the expression in his eyes changed, and the light of hatred shined through; after a long time, he sighed dejectedly, and said: "I am now Just a bastard!"
Jun Xie smiled, and said softly, "What if I can make Third Uncle you stand up again?"
These words sound like thunder!