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Chapter 4

Words:2341Update:22/06/26 10:00:58

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"My new book is in a difficult situation. I am calling for my brothers and sisters to return! Feng Ling needs your help and support! "

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

A wheelchair appeared before Jun Xie's eyes. A thin middle-aged man in his thirties reclined upon the wheelchair. Both his legs were covered with a thick satin cloth. His pair of turbid yet clear eyes stared at Jun Xie with a playful expression. His eyebrows were like swords, slanting to his temples. Naturally, there was an inexplicable coldness and killing intent emanating from him! His eyes were like those of an eagle, and there was a hint of disdain in the depth of his eyes. Although it wasn't much, it was very obvious!

If this person wasn't crippled, he would be a handsome man! He was a true hero with an iron backbone! From the aura of power that remained in his eyebrows, he must have been a decisive general who commanded thousands of troops!

"Third Uncle?" Jun Xie stopped walking. Jun Moxie looked at his Third Uncle Jun Wuyi who was seated in a wheelchair. In his original memories, this Third Uncle of his was a wheelchair bound person who could not do anything, a cripple who could only eat and await his death, completely useless. However, at this moment, Jun Xie could sense a familiar aura coming from this Third Uncle who had been seated in a wheelchair all year round. This aura caused one's hair to stand on end!

Murderous aura!

It was a murderous aura that could even move Jun Xie!

Only an iron-blooded soldier who had been through hundreds of battles and killed his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood could have such a unique sharpness! It was like a peerless sword that would never be buried by the dust even if it was broken. It was emitting an aggressive light!

However, this peerless sword was hidden in its sheath!

Throughout Jun Xie's life, he had only seen two or three people like this, and any one of them was an important person who controlled a large army. In fact, these iron-blooded generals were the people that Jun Xie admired the most in his previous life! As a matter of fact, Grandpa Jun was also a first-rate character. However, as he grew older, his self-cultivation had reached the point of returning to the simple and unadorned state. Thus, Jun Xie had only interacted with Grandpa Jun for a short period of time, causing him to overlook this!

However, Jun Wuyi had not reached the stage of concealing his strength and biding his time. His whole person was like a sharp sword in a sheath. Although the sharpness was hidden, the awe-inspiring sword aura was still leaking out. Of course, only Jun Xie's eyesight could distinguish it. Ordinary people like Jun Moxie would not be able to distinguish it even if they were beaten to death!

Although the peerless treasured sword was lying idle in the case and hanging empty on the wall, the deep roar of a dragon could still be heard in the silent night! This was a kind of bloodthirst in their bones!

"It's rare for you to call me Third Uncle." Jun Wuyi raised his head and looked at his only nephew with a hint of ridicule in his deep eyes. "Mo Xie, are you interested in becoming a second generation ancestor?" After saying that, he suddenly sighed and thought to himself, "What's wrong with me today? Why do I have the mood to talk to a pile of mud that can't even support the wall?"

Jun Xie looked at him for a long time, but his gaze was focused on his crippled waist and legs. Then, he suddenly laughed. "Third Uncle, you must be joking. You are a genuine second generation ancestor. At best, I am only a third generation ancestor. This nephew is already very satisfied with being a peaceful and happy third generation ancestor. "

Eh? Why is this kid speaking in such a tone today? Although there is a sting in his words, there is no trace of his usual arrogance and despotism.

Jun Xie's answer was out of Jun Wuyi's expectations. Jun Wuyi's eyes widened, a sharp glint flashed out from his eyes, like a dazzling bolt of lightning piercing through the hazy night sky! He suddenly laughed and shook his head. He said, "Do you know the difference between a second generation ancestor and a third generation ancestor?"

"Oh? Aren't they all just eating and waiting to die? Is there a difference?! "Jun Xie raised his eyebrows. There was a sting in his words. Seeing the flash of lightning in Jun Wuyi's eyes, Jun Xie felt that such an iron-blooded man would be a great regret in the world if he were to be depressed like this!

A trace of bitterness and unwillingness flashed in Jun Wuyi's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. His clean right hand touched his crippled leg. He raised his head and said, "This is nonsense. How is there no difference? The difference between the two is as far as the sky and the earth! A second generation ancestor is someone whose father's generation has conquered the world, and the younger generation can just sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. There is no difficulty at all. As long as one has a mouth that knows how to eat, he will definitely not die. At the very least, he can enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth! However, the so-called third generation ancestor is different. "

He looked into Jun Xie's eyes and laughed. He retorted, "The so-called third generation ancestor does not necessarily refer to the third generation. It is the third generation's successor. In other words, the grandfather's generation has conquered the world, but there is a gap in the father's generation. This is what it means to be a third generation ancestor! If your father is still alive, then you and I should both be second generation ancestors. It is just that I am counting from your grandfather's generation, and you are counting from your father's generation. There is only a difference here. "

"But your grandfather is old now. So even if you have the heart to be a third generation ancestor, I am afraid you will not be able to be a third generation ancestor for long. Above you, besides your grandfather, there is no other big tree for you to rely on. So, I am afraid your future as a third generation ancestor will be very difficult! If you want to be a qualified third generation ancestor, you must have some ability and scheming. So, this second generation ancestor is luckier than you, a third generation ancestor. "

Jun Wuyi said this to counter Jun Xie's words of 'eating and waiting for death'. But as he spoke, he could not help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart. Is this the end of the great Jun Family? The Jun Family that was once at its peak, and the other countries did not dare to look at it directly, had now fallen to such a state?! His eldest brother and second brother had died in the battlefield, and he was crippled. The only two nephews that he had any hope for were also killed in the battlefield, and not even their bones were left. The Jun Family's bloodline was only left with this good-for-nothing Jun Moxie!

Suddenly, Jun Wu Yi's interest disappeared, and he felt bored to death. In fact, he didn't even wish to speak.

Jun Xie was silent. Then, he suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I can also be a second generation ancestor." How could Jun Xie not understand Jun Wuyi's words? The reason why he wanted Jun Wuyi to say these words was because of his next words!

Jun Wuyi coughed twice, and asked with interest and some laziness, "Oh?"

"If Third Uncle can be a big tree for me, and support me with a piece of shade, can't I still be a second generation ancestor?" Jun Xie said with a smile.

Jun Wuyi's eyes flashed with a trace of anger, 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 your legs?"

"No!" Jun Wuyi turned his head to the side, and in his heart, he hated this nephew of his more and more. He clearly knew that it was taboo for him to mention his disability, but he mentioned it again and again. Previously, he finally mentioned it vaguely, but now he was asking directly. Such a descendant who did not know how to respect his elders, it was better to have no descendants!

"Did your waist bone break before?"

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

"In other words, Third Uncle, at most, your meridians were damaged? Were you attacked by someone? " Jun Xie's eyes lit up. It seemed that his meridians were cut off, or eroded by a sinister martial art, causing his meridians to wither. If that was really the case, as long as his Qi and blood were not deficient, there was still some hope. With his medical skills, there should be a chance to save him. No matter what, they were blood relatives in this life, and what moved Jun Xie was the outstanding sharpness of an iron-blooded man!

Jun Xie felt that since he had the ability, he should let such an iron-blooded man stand up! Regardless of whether he was his own Third Uncle or not!

Jun Xie looked at him, and slowly said, "I heard that you were injured on the battlefield, but this kind of sneaky attack on the battlefield is much more difficult than killing you directly. Why is it like this? Is it that your old enemy deliberately messed with you, so that you become like this?! "

His words stabbed his sore spot, Jun Wuyi clenched his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged a few times. He panted a few times, and finally managed to control his excitement, and said coldly, "What does this have to do with you?"

Knowing that he had guessed correctly, Jun Xie smiled proudly, and reached out to hold the wheelchair. He moved his head closer, and mysteriously said, "Third Uncle, do you want to take revenge?"

"I look like this, how can I talk about revenge?" Jun Wuyi's thin face showed a trace of redness, and the expression in his eyes changed, and the light of extreme hatred appeared. After a long time, he sighed, and said, "Now, I'm just a useless person!"

Jun Xie smiled, and softly said, "What if I have the ability to let Third Uncle stand up again?"

This sentence was like a sudden clap of thunder!

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