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Part Three, Chapter Fifteen, Seven Swords Under the Silver City

"Well, even though we are in the same family, you deliberately moved to the south of the mansion to avoid me. Alas... you can move back here tomorrow!" Jun Xie took another deep look at Jun Xie and said with regret.

.No matter how dandy he is, no matter how disappointing he is, he is still his grandson, and he is also the only bloodline of the Jun family...

At present, although the external affairs are at peace, several princes have slowly grown up. It is when the internal tide is raging. As the number one person in the military, he is like a towering tree, everyone wants to get close to him.

Or waiting for him to get closer and attacking his only bloodline is a perfect way to frame him! If Jun Xie doesn't move back, I'm afraid such things will happen again and again in the future.

"I live there, it's fine. There's no need to move!" Jun Xie refused and joked. He was about to see what fellow killers in this world are like. If he moved back, wouldn't he lose this opportunity? In Mr. Jun's case,

When talking about this matter, Jun Xie felt a little excited in his heart.

The killer...that is already a very distant thing, but it is also the most intimate memory...

"You!... Bastard!" Mr. Jun was furious. He raised his big slap and was about to pull it off. But he paused when the slap was about to hit him. He let out a long sigh and said with complicated eyes, "You... go ahead."

Is this the first time this kid has rejected me?! He... actually dared to reject me today?! And he refused so simply?

Jun Xie bowed, then stood up straight, turned around and left.

"Oh, one more thing, you are not allowed to pester Princess Lingmeng in the future. There is no room for negotiation on this matter, let's just let it go!" There was indescribable dejection in Mr. Jun's voice, as well as a faint hint of sadness.

Disheartened!

In the past few years, although the Jun family seems to be extremely powerful and is almost the only one in the dynasty, it has always had a fatal flaw, that is, there is a lack of successors! The only descendant of the third generation is Jun Moxie, a playboy! Jun

The old man looks like a man in his forties, but his mentality is not old. He has a thorough understanding of the world and knows that if one day he passes away, the Jun family will be completely wiped out from this world in a short period of time. Jun Moye is currently

Judging from the situation, this possibility is almost an inevitable outcome, and it is even the final outcome that can be seen.

Therefore, Jun Zhantian once expressed his shyness to the emperor in the hope that Jun Moxie could marry His Majesty the Emperor's most beloved Princess Lingmeng. If this could be accomplished, even if he went west, Jun Xie would have his own remaining power to protect him, and he would occupy the

As long as the name of a princess's husband and a relative of the emperor is not too outrageous, no matter how much you think about it, you can still keep the relationship between the Jun family and the family alive.

Princess husband-in-law may seem like a prestigious position, but in fact it is the most embarrassing position in the government and the public. As long as it is a powerful minister's family, everyone is afraid that the emperor will suddenly grant a marriage and let their son marry a princess and return home: the father-in-law and mother-in-law are afraid

Do you want to kneel down and worship your daughter-in-law? Especially since the prince-in-law is absolutely prohibited from taking concubines except under the princess's permission. If the princess has a perverse personality and is very jealous, it will be really difficult for the family to think well. However, for

A dandy boy like Jun Moxie is a great guarantee. At least for the sake of the Jun family, it is already the best plan!

Therefore, Jun Zhantian proposed this marriage out of necessity.

His Majesty the Emperor naturally understood the feelings of his old comrade-in-arms and big brother, and he was also interested in it after hearing the words. However, after carefully understanding what Jun Moxie had done, and the fact that Princess Lingmeng refused to obey, he thought for a long time.

, and finally refused.

"Brother Jun, it's not that I don't want to sell my brother's face, but I am also a father, and Lingmeng is my most beloved daughter. How can I devote my daughter to... Alas!" His Majesty the Emperor lowered his posture.

After saying these words, Jun Zhantian could hardly breathe.

As a father? Are you thinking about your daughter? If ten years ago, when our Jun family was at its peak, even if Mo Xie was ten times more dandy, as long as my husband proposed marriage, you would still not be overjoyed? The warmth of human relationships is like drinking water! This is

The resentment in Mr. Jun’s heart.

"Oh, I know." Jun Xie stopped at the door and said calmly. There was no surprise or joy in his tone, as calm as a bowl of boiled water, and he took a step out.

Ever since Mr. Jun revealed this meaning, Jun Moxie has always regarded himself as the husband-in-law of Princess Lingmeng, and has been stalking Princess Lingmeng, making her very annoyed. But now Mr. Jun sees his grandson

This neither salty nor indifferent look was quite surprising and unexpected. Jun Xie was either furious, hysterical, or even a shrew... The old man was not surprised, but his indifference was surprising.

Jun Zhantian was in a big surprise.

"You fell down, but why did you change your temper?" Mr. Jun twirled his beard and looked at Jun Xie's back as he went out, his eyes deep.

After a long time, Jun Zhantian clapped his hands and said: "Send a few more good soldiers to guard the young master day and night. Don't make any mistakes! If there are any more unruly people, kill them on the spot! No need to have any scruples!" This kind of thing!

Things can never happen again. How can I, Jun Zhantian's grandson, allow you to harm me? A cold light flashed in Mr. Jun's eyes.

In the empty hall, Mr. Jun seemed to be talking to the air, but then a vague voice came from somewhere: "Yes!"

Jun Xie walked out to face the rising sun. The gentle sunshine shone on his slightly pale face. He strolled towards the small courtyard where he lived. Along the way, servants kept paying sincere salutes. Jun Xie ignored them and just walked alone.

Thinking about your own thoughts.

No one knows that in the heart of the Third Young Master Jun, passages of words are echoing at this moment:

"What is a killer? As the name suggests, a killer is the hand that kills! The black hand that kills! You must remember the word 'black'!..."

"Killers are always illusory, coming from the mist and disappearing into nothingness!"

"What does it mean to be a successful killer? If a killer still doesn't know that he is a killer with bloody hands until the day he dies, then he is a successful killer!"

"So, what makes a qualified super killer?"

"The so-called qualified killer can hide himself under any circumstances! With literati, he is a poet; with painters, he is an artist; with gangsters, he is a villain; with ladies, he is a villain.

He is a noble and a gentleman; when he is with a pervert, he is a pervert! When he is with a hero, he is a role model!"

"In the desert, he is a lizard; in the prairie, he is the wolf king! Back in the mountains, he is the tiger, the king of beasts! Floating in the sea, he is the dragon making waves!"

"This is how you become a qualified and successful killer!"

"If you only know how to kill people, you are nothing more than a butcher!"

"Killing just for the purpose, even if you succeed every time, you can only be regarded as an excellent assassin at best!"

"Killing! It's also an art in itself! As a killer, you can never, never desecrate the elegance of this art!"

………….

This was a conversation between Jun Xie and his master in his previous life. After thinking about it, a smile appeared on Jun Xie's lips and he murmured: "...To add to this, if I was born in a family like this, I would just eat and wait to die.

The second generation ancestor!"

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


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