Chapter 4 Second Ancestor, Third Ancestor

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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's eyes, a wheelchair appeared. On it, a thin middle-aged man in his thirties sat obliquely on it, covered with a thick satin on his legs, a pair of turbid and clear eyes, looking at him playfully. His eyebrows were like swords, slanting into his temples, and And the spirit of killing! The eyes are like eagles, the sharp light flashes, and there is still a faint contempt in the depths of the eyes. Although it is not much, it is very obvious!

If this man is not disabled, he must be a great husband with a jade tree! A real hero with a strong bones! Judging from the remaining power in the eyebrows, he must have been a decisive general and ordered thousands of troops!

"Third Uncle?" Jun Xie stopped his footsteps. Looking at the third uncle sitting in a wheelchair, inadvertently, in Jun Moxie's original memory, this third uncle is a useless person who can't do anything in a wheelchair, eat and wait to die, which is useless. But at this moment, Junxie feels a familiar atmosphere from this third uncle who has been in a wheelchair all year round. This The breath is creepy!

Killing!

It's enough to make the king and evil move!

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

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

Throughout the life of Jun Xie, such a character has only seen two or three people at most, and any of them is a big man with a heavy army. In fact, such an iron-blooded general is the most appreciated figure of Jun Xie's previous life! In fact, Mr. Jun is also a first-class person, but as the old man grows older, his self-cultivation is close to being simple and true, and he is hidden in a deep place. Jun Xie gets along with the old man for a while and ignores it for a while!

But you have no intention, but you haven't reached this point of keeping a low profile. The whole person is like a sharp sword in the box. Although the sharpness is hidden, it is particularly awe-inspiring. Of course, you also need the eyesight of the king and evil to distinguish it. Waiting for idle people, such as Jun Moxie,

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

"It's rare for you to call me the third uncle." Jun raised his head inadvertently and looked at his only nephew with deep eyes scorn: "Mo Xie, are you very interested in being a second ancestor?" After saying that, he suddenly sighed and said secretly what's wrong with him today. How could he be interested in talking about such a pool of mud that can't help the wall?

Jun Xie looked at him for a long time, but focused on his disabled waist and legs, and suddenly laughed: "The third uncle joked. You are the real second ancestor, and I am only the third ancestor at best. It is already very satisfying for my nephew to be a safe and happy ancestor.

Um? Why does this boy speak like this today? Although there is a thorn in the words, it is completely without the arrogance and domineering of the past?

Jun, who unexpectedly answered Jun's evil words, inadvertently opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, like a wisp of lightning suddenly cut through the gloomy night sky! Suddenly, he laughed, shook his head and said, "Do you know the difference between the second ancestor and the third ancestor?"

"Oh? Isn't it different to eat and wait to die? Is there any difference?!" Jun Xie raised his eyebrows, and there was a thorn in his words. Seeing Jun's inadvertently flash of lightning and thunderous eyes, Jun Xie felt that such an iron-blooded man was so depressed, which was really a great pity in the world!

Inadvertently, a bitterness and unwillingness flashed in your eyes, and then disappeared. His dry and clean right hand stroked his broken leg; he looked up and said, "This is a big fallacy. How can there be no difference? The difference between them is almost far away! The second ancestor is the father who has played the world well, and the son can sit and enjoy it. There is no difficulty at all. As long as he has a mouth to eat, he will not die, and at least he can enjoy the glory and wealth of his life! However, the so-called third ancestor is not, "

He looked at Jun Xie's eyes, smiled and shouted back: "The so-called third ancestor does not necessarily refer to the third generation, but the descendant of the third generation; that is to say, the grandfather generation defeated the world, but the father generation in the middle has a fault, which is called the third ancestor! If your father is still alive, then you and I should be the second ancestor, but I am from your grandfather's generation, and you are from your father's generation. It's just different here.

"But your grandfather is old now, so even if you have the intention to be a third ancestor, I'm afraid it won't last long; and above you, except your grandfather, there is no other big tree to enjoy the cool, so your third ancestor, I'm afraid that the future life will be very difficult! If you want to be a qualified third ancestor, if you don't have some skills and scheming, you will never be able to do it. Therefore, my second ancestor is luckier than your third ancestor.

Jun didn't mean to say that it was originally to fight back against the king's evil, but when he said it later, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Is it the end of such a big Jun family? Once at its peak, the power of the family made all countries dare not look directly at the king's family, but now it has reached such a point! The eldest brother and second brother died in the battlefield one after another, and he was disabled; the only two nephews who were a little hopeful also died in the battlefield, and their bones were gone; the bloodline of the Jun family, only this waste-like Jun Moxie is left!

Suddenly, Jun had no intention to be interested. Suddenly, he felt bored and didn't even want to say anything.

Jun Xie was silent and suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I can also be the second ancestor." If you don't mean it, Jun Xie doesn't understand. The reason why he wants you to say this unintentionally lies in his following words!

Jun coughed twice inadvertently, and asked with interest but a little lazily, "Oh?"

"If you make a big tree for me and hold up a shade, can't I still be the second ancestor?" Jun Xie laughed and said.

A trace of anger flashed in your eyes and said in a low voice, "Mo Xie, are you mocking your third uncle again?"

Jun Xie looked at him and suddenly said, "Is there any consciousness on your leg?"

"No!" Jun inadvertently turned his head to one side, and he became more and more disgusted with his nephew. He knew that he was most taboo for others to mention his disability, but he mentioned it again and again. He finally said it vaguely before, but now he asked directly to face. Descendants who don't know how to respect their elders are really worse than nothing!

"Can the lumbar bone be broken before?"

"No!" You didn't mean to be furious: "Bumble, if my waist bone is broken, can I still live to this day?"

"That is to say, third uncle, at most, your meridians are damaged? Was it taken down by someone?" Jun Xie's eyes lit up. It seemed that the meridians were cut off or eroded with sinister kung fu, causing it to shrink. If this is the case, as long as the qi and blood are not lost, there is still some hope. With his own medical treatment, there should still be a chance to treat it. Anyway, it is a close relative of the blood of this life, and what impresses the king is the sharpness of the iron-blooded man!

Jun Xie feels that since he has the ability, such an iron-blooded man should let him stand up! 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 such a yin hand on the battlefield is much more difficult than killing you directly. Why is it like this? Is it that your old enemy deliberately wanted to beat you up to make you so immortal?!"

A sentence was stabbed to the painful place. Jun accidentally bit his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped a few times. After a few breaths, he reluctantly controlled his excitement and said coldly, "What's the matter with you?"

Knowing that he had guessed right, Jun Xie smiled proudly, reached out to hold the wheelchair, leaned over his head, and said mysteriously, "Does the third uncle want revenge?"

"How can I talk about revenge when I look like this?" Jun's unintentional thin face showed a trace of flushing, his eyes changed, and the light of hatred came out. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Now I'm just a useless person!"

Jun Xie smiled and said softly, "What if I have the ability to make the third uncle stand up again?"

This sentence is like a thunderbolt!