"Young Master, don't …"
Especially when Jun Mo Xie walked towards her, the girl's petite body was trembling, and her face was incomparably pale. She looked like a frightened little quail.
Obviously, the previous Jun Mo Xie was like a nightmare in the eyes of the girl.
"What kind of person did the previous owner of my body become?" Looking at the frightened appearance of the girl, Jun Mo Xie shook his head and no longer paid attention to the girl. Instead, he composed himself and began to examine the condition of his body.
However, this examination left Jun Mo Xie dumbfounded.
His meridians were stagnant, his muscles were loose, his joints were stiff, and there were many injuries on his ribs … it could be said that this body was simply a waste. It was extremely bad.
"If I want to recover to the peak of my previous life, it would be impossible without eight to ten years." Jun Mo Xie sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
In his previous life, he was an assassin. Moreover, he was a super ace assassin who stood at the peak.
Since his debut, he had never failed. His success rate was unparalleled. In less than five years, he had become the number one assassin on the list of assassins.
In addition to being the number one assassin, his own bounty was also firmly at the top of the bounty list in his world. No one could shake it.
No one dared to accept his bounty. No one could accept it because he was strong enough. He was a legend in the world of assassins.
As the number one assassin, Jun Mo Xie had his own style of doing things. But because of his style, the other assassins gave him the title of Evil Monarch.
When Jun Mo Xie was still alive in his world, his name of Evil Monarch was a deterrent to all big and small forces. Although many people knew the name of Evil Monarch, almost no one knew what this number one assassin looked like, whether it was a man or a woman.
"Well, since I'm here, I'll just take it easy."
After a long sigh, Jun Mo Xie accepted his body.
At least he was glad that he didn't possess a woman's body. Moreover, this body had the same name as him.
As for the Jun Mo Xie of the past, he was just a good-for-nothing who idled about, loved ease, hated work, and only ate while waiting for death to befall him! In short, he was a typical parasite with no value.
As for Jun Mo Xie's background, his grandfather, Jun Zhan Tian, was the Blood Orchid Grand Duke of the Empire. He was also the number one figure in the military.
His father, Jun Wuhui, had once been an Imperial Great General. Ten years ago, he had died on the battlefield. His mother had died of depression nine years ago.
His two elder brothers, Jun Mo You and Jun Mo Chou, had died in a great battle three years ago.
Her uncle, Jun Wu Yi, had also been seriously injured in the war ten years ago. Although he had managed to survive, he had been paralyzed from the waist down, and had been reduced to a cripple.
The Jun Family was one of the largest families in the Tian Xiang Empire.
However, it was a pity that Jun Mo Xie was the only one left in his generation. Moreover, he was a debauchee who didn't seek to improve himself and only knew how to idle around.
"Actually, if I think about it, being a second generation isn't that bad." Jun Mo Xie suddenly grinned as he recalled the various deeds of his previous master.
However, just as he finished muttering to himself, a cold voice sounded from outside the door, "Hedonistic second generation? It seems that our Jun Family is going to decline in your hands! You are a disgrace to the Jun Family! "
A wheelchair entered the room, and a thin middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting on it.
He was leaning against a wooden support, and his legs were covered with a thick layer of satin. His pair of turbid and clear eyes were coldly staring at Jun Mo Xie. His eyebrows were like swords, and naturally carried an inexplicable cold and murderous aura.
"This servant will take her leave!" Seeing the thin middle-aged man in the wheelchair, the young girl bowed respectfully and then trotted out of the room.
Jun Mo Xie sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the middle-aged man who had come in. Although the other party was physically disabled, his eyebrows revealed a powerful aura. He must have been a decisive general who commanded thousands of soldiers and horses. He must have been an unyielding hero.
"Third Uncle?"
Jun Mo Xie tried to recall the memories of his third uncle, Jun Wu Yi, who was sitting in a wheelchair. Then, he tried to call out to him.
In Jun Mo Xie's memory, Jun Wu Yi was a useless person who was sitting in a wheelchair waiting for death to claim him. But at this moment, Jun Mo Xie could feel a murderous aura coming from the other party's body that even he was moved by.
Jun Mo Xie stared at the middle-aged man in the wheelchair, and his face was full of astonishment.
The other party's murderous aura was unique to an iron-blooded soldier who had been through hundreds of battles all year round. He had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It was like a peerless sword that would never be buried by dust even if it was broken. It exuded an aggressive aura.
However, because of the wheelchair's existence, this peerless sword was hidden in its scabbard.
"Do you still see me as your third uncle?"
Jun Wu Yi glanced at Jun Mo Xie and coldly snorted, "You still have the older generation to protect you. But when they're gone, how will you survive? The other families will give you some face if the older generation is still around. But when they're gone, you'll be nothing but a waste in their eyes. "
Jun Mo Xie didn't take Jun Wu Yi's words to heart. He knew that Jun Wu Yi was actually concerned about him, and that Jun Mo Xie had expected better from him.
"Third uncle, even if the older generation is gone, won't you still be protecting me?" Jun Mo Xie asked.
"Are you mocking me?" Jun Wu Yi's face darkened.
"Third uncle, I have a way to cure your legs." Jun Mo Xie pointed at Jun Wu Yi's legs.
Hearing Jun Mo Xie's words, Jun Wu Yi shook his head and turned his wheelchair to leave. Obviously, he still thought that Jun Mo Xie was making fun of him.
Looking at Jun Wu Yi's lonely back, Jun Mo Xie wanted to say something, but hesitated. He wanted to chase after him to say something, but in the end, he didn't take a step.
He could indeed cure Jun Wu Yi's legs, but with the cultivation of his previous life, he couldn't do it with his current body.
Judging from the situation of his current body, it would take him at least ten years to reach the level where he could cure Jun Wu Yi's legs.
This was also the reason why he didn't catch up with Jun Wu Yi. After all, it would take him at least ten years.
"If it wasn't for this terrible body, I wouldn't have to start from scratch."
Jun Mo Xie let out a long sigh. But just as he was sighing, a huge boom rang out above his head. Then, a pitch-black circular gap appeared.
Looking at the purple clothed man slowly falling from the gap, Jun Mo Xie's pupils suddenly shrank. His mouth opened wide, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
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