Evil King

Jun Moxie, now 16 years old, is the only direct descendant of the junior family of the Tianxiang Empire's Jun family! A super dude who is idle, likes to work, eats, and so on. In a word, it is a typical parasite that is worthless to live!

This is the general information about the new identity that Jun Xie passed through.

No wonder you were traversed by me. My nickname is the evil king named Junxie, but you are called Moxie; isn't this a natural crime? You are not wronged.

Looking back at what this young master had done in his mind, Jun Xie sighed. If this kind of scum was replaced in the previous life, he would definitely be the target of his own sniper. As for someone who is not good enough, it can be said that it is God's will in such a trash figure. People often say that Buddhist Karma kills too many pigs in this life, and he will be born into pigs in the next life. This seems to make sense, and the evil one I killed in the previous life is really a lot!

The grandfather of the dude boy, Jun Zhantian, is the Grand Duke of the Imperial Blood Orchid and the number one man in power in the military. His father Jun has no regrets. He was once an imperial general. He died on the battlefield ten years ago. His mother died in depression nine years ago. , Two Big Brothers, Lord Moyou and Lord Moshou, both died heroically in a great battle three years ago!

There is another Uncle unintentionally. He was also seriously injured in the great battle ten years ago. Although he was killed, he was paralyzed from the waist down...

Such a huge family can really be said to be full of loyalty, but it is a pity that it has fallen to the point where it is about to sever subsequent cigarettes! Only Jun Moxie is left, and it has been traversed by Junxie. Fortunately, the body is still in the Jun family. If Junxie has a son in the future, he is theoretically still in the blood of the Jun family, and it can be counted as a gift from heaven to the Jun family... …

Since God is like that, and since everyone is surnamed Jun, the killer will make it difficult for you to live your life. Jun Xie grinned and shrugged. In fact, Daddy really didn't want to. This would break his skin and his reputation. How much scolding would Daddy get! (Voiceover: Jun Moxie's drifting soul is shouting in grief: Daddy doesn't want to! You get a bargain and sell a good bastard...)

As soon as he pushed the door, Jun Xie stepped out, and the sun was all over the ground. Facing the bright sunshine for a while, Jun Xie sighed, the sun is still that sun, but I am no longer me. Jun Moxie is never Junxie!

But my heart is still the heart of the evil monarch! What about another world? !

Two servants stood at the door, bowed and said, "Young Master is good."

Jun Xie nodded faintly, looked at the other four servant women who were busy not far away, then looked around, and shook his head involuntarily.

Look at these people around you, the other brothers are surrounded by charming beauties, and these are all aunt-level, and the only bright spot is the eleven or twelve-year-old Loli! In the impression, this seems to be the arrangement of his powerful grandfather. These servants have one characteristic, that is, they are very healthy and strong. Look at the legs, they all look like a rod...

"What are they doing?" Jun Xie asked when he raised his head and nodded the servant women in the distance with his chin.

"They... are helping Young Master feed the birds and dogs, and the fighting beasts..." The elderly servant girl lowered her head, and replied somewhat shiveringly.

"Oh?" Jun Xie strolled and paced, eh, it's really dazzling, seven or eight bird cages are neatly hanging on the flower stand, and several birds of different colors are jumping around in it, very lively. Not far away, a few big dogs lay there with their tongues sticking out, one head full of intestines fat, and further away, in a few small bamboo tubes, the crickets made a very clear sound, which seemed to be a very rare and good fighting breed...

Well, the original boy's hobbies are really extensive. In a cage next to him, there are actually two colorful poisonous snakes hissing.

Looking at all this in disgust, Jun Xie frowned, "I will find someone to sell these things that can be sold, and throw them away! Or kill the meat! Don't leave them disgusting people here. Now, this is where people live, not a zoo!"

Ah? !

Upon hearing these words, the six servant wives and the little Loli who followed Jun Xie's eyes suddenly widened! Looking up at the own Young Master, for a moment, the same thought came to the seven people's minds: What is the madness of this master today? You paid a lot of money to buy these, but you have always been a treasure! Threw it today? Buy it tomorrow? !

"Uh, don't sell the two snakes, wait until I come back to cook the soup." After two steps, Jun Xie said without looking back.

The collective speechless!

Passing through a garden, several pavilions, a playground, and then around a big fish pond, walked along the road of two rows of trees for almost half an hour before reaching the residence of Mr. Jun. Only then did Jun Xie discover that the house where he lived and the place where Mr. Jun lived was exactly one north and one south, and if it was a straight line distance, it would be five or six miles away!

It seems that the family that I have right now is really big enough! If I remember correctly, this place should be the capital of this country. There are probably not many other than the imperial palace that can have huge houses of tens of acres in the capital.

Mr. Jun sits behind the desk. Although he is over sixty years old, his hair and beard are still black and shiny, and he looks like forty people. Fang Zheng’s majestic face is full of helplessness, watching his grandson lazily. It seemed to come in weakly, almost unable to help his own temper jumped up again.

The old man Jun Zhantian was born in poverty. He was a general who was a young man. He traveled all over the world and made enemies of all countries famous and frightened. Not only was he excellent in his civil and military skills, but he was also one of the few Heavenly Profound level masters in the Tianxiang Empire. He was calm and determined. He has always been happy and anger invisible, and has his own mounds in his chest.

It can be seen from the sentence "Born in poverty, a youth is a general!" How many children from ordinary poor families have ever been able to achieve the position of general? What's more, is it still a young man? !

It took less than forty years for Jun Zhantian to go from a humble poor to the current Duke of Blood Orchid. Although it is a hero of the times, there are very few throughout the history of the mainland! This experience is enough to be proud of. But the only time I saw my only grandson who had achieved great results now, I felt helpless and hated iron for nothing!

The old man really couldn't figure out how, with his family's blood and high-pressure management, how could such a wicked obstacle be born! This kid doesn’t become a martial artist. He feels dizzy as soon as he picks up a book. He runs faster than a rabbit when he hears of practice. The nephew of someone else’s family either already has a beautiful chest and a small talent; or he’s already a mysterious cultivation. On the right track, at least he is above the fifth rank, but his precious grandson has already beaten five teachers in succession, and the profound energy cultivation has only a poor third rank so far...

Just such an unsatisfactory thing, but it is sensual to eat, drink and gamble, but it is a genius in these aspects. My heroic life actually has such a grandson...

With a weak sigh, Mr. Jun couldn’t help but remember, if it was his own son and the other two grandsons were still there... Thinking of this, he laughed at himself: if they were all there, he could still spoil this lone seedling. What does it look like? When I got the news that my son had died in the battle without regrets, I stood up without tears, claiming to be the hero of the daddy hero. When my two grandsons, Mo You and Mo Chou, died on the battlefield, I also forcibly held back the tears of heartache. Hero Sun, the hero, had no intention of being maimed for life. He finally shed tears for the first time in his life, but there was still a trace of luck and a trace of luck in his heart. He also has a grandson, and the Jun family incense can continue... But now it seems that , The last grandson is a little bastard, a bastard who can't support the wall!

What can I do? !

"I heard you fell off the bed last night? And you fainted? Didn't you?!" Putting away the emotion in his heart, Jun Zhantian asked faintly.

"Huh?" Jun Xie raised his head, feeling a little puzzled and relieved. If you asked about other things, Jun Xie could use the memory left in his mind to prevaricate the past, but it was just this matter, but he didn't know. In addition, this matter is actually a big doubt in Jun Xie's heart: I woke up this morning and found that there was nothing unusual about this body, so how did I get through it? At this moment, it was vaguely guessed from the old man’s question that this guy fell out of bed and fell to death when he was asleep...

What a dude, an idol! You can fall out of bed and fall to death when you sleep!

Jun Xie expressed his sincere admiration in his heart. Such an expert really needs to look up.

"Uh what huh?" The old man patted the table, blowing his beard and staring, seeing his lazy look and he couldn't beat him with anger. "Asshole thing, I don't even know if someone secretly dropped it! If it weren't for the old man's precautions, you would have already gone to see King Yama by this time! If you talk about you, can't you be a bit prosperous?!"

It turns out that the kid was slapped! Jun Xie curled his lips extremely secretly, thinking that your old man's so-called "precautions for a long time" is nothing more than this, your grandson has already been reincarnated under your "precautions."

Seeing that he hadn't spoken all the time, Mr. Jun felt a little surprised. With this guy's sloppy temperament, how could he be so quiet? If it were in the past, I heard someone hit him with a black hand, he had already jumped up, but now he looked faint, as if he didn't care about it, and... there was a faintly cold state.

I am not mistaken! It's hard for Mr. Jun to believe that such a cold state will appear on his unbelievable grandson!

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