Evil King

Jun had no intention of seeing Dage's stone statue since he came in, and he froze! Standing motionless, it seemed to have transformed into another stone statue, but the expression in his eyes changed like the vicissitudes of life.

Jun looked at the stone statue inadvertently, motionless, tears filled slowly and bit by bit in the tiger's eyes, and finally fell rustlingly, his low voice was a bit hoarse, with deep pain. "... Dage, Mo Xie was brought to see you by Xiao San today. Mo Xie has finally grown, and he is qualified to worship you!"

Jun accidentally closed his eyes silently and painfully, and the past calendar slipped past his eyes.

Growing together, playing together, from childhood to growing up, I have endured countless love and care from the two Big Brothers, but in the end, because of the boundless misfortune I caused, the two Big Brothers died young!

Even the sister-in-law was dying in grief and was picked up by her natal family. Then came the sad news of her death! Then the two families stopped talking, and the Jun family sent people to the door countless times, and they were all directly beaten out...

The two nephews, young and young, were also destroyed because of themselves!

Who knows, Jun had no intention to die a hundred times by himself, and never hope that the two Big Brothers and nephew would suffer this bad luck because of him! For ten years, Jun Wuyi's heart is not purgatory all the time! The pain of the soul is piercing!

Facing Dage's lifelike stone statue, scenes of past events unfolding, Jun's unintentional mind also fell into the abyss of pain at this moment, boundless regret, boundless hatred!

The man does not flick when he has tears, only because he is not sad!

"Dage!..."

Jun unintentionally knelt on the ground with a thump, the always strong blood-clothed general, shaking his whole body and tears in his eyes at this moment: "Little San, I...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry my second brother, my father, let alone Jun's family. !"

When his tears were blurred, Jun Wuyi seemed to see the face of Dage, who was resolute and wise at the time, in front of him, gently stroking his hair, full of Chunchun's smile, looking at himself, like coaxing, and Like a lesson: "Third brother,...boy, don't be bitter! Don't cry!"

At this moment, Jun had no intention of crying even louder. After his illness has gone, he is now at the grave of his closest Dage, all his feelings, ten years of deposition, poured out unreservedly, like a sufferer. The child who had suffered endless grievances suddenly fell into the arms of his relatives...

I still remember that the night before Dage set off, he once took his own hand and said: "Unintentionally, the Snowstorm Silver City matter, I always feel that it is not over. I am afraid that there will be post-recruitment in Silver City. I don’t know, I and you The second brother is not at home, you must be careful about everything and don’t act recklessly. You and Han Miss’s marriage, I’m afraid it’s not anxious, the lovers will eventually get married. When my second brother and I come back, we will work hard together. I, Your second brother, daddy, and the entire Jun family will support you."

Jun had no intention of remembering clearly that when Dage said these words, the second brother was also on the side, his eyes were worried, and he looked at himself with concern. Now remembering the close eyes of the two Big Brothers at the time, Jun Sanye feels even more heartbroken!

At that time, what the two Big Brothers cared about was their own marriage, or their own troubles! I still only worry about whether their little brother will be hurt, whether he can stand it, whether he will be willful and impulsive, but I have not even thought about whether the enemy will deal with them!

With the talents of the Big Brothers, how could they have not thought of it, but they didn't say it. Because Big Brother doesn't want to worry about being Little Brother!

The majestic bugle sound seemed to sound in the ear again, in a trance, the hunting flag rolled up with the wind, the majestic drum beat, the world seemed to tremble with it. Jun Wuhui dressed in a uniform, standing under the banner of Shuai, turning over on his horse, and passing by his side, he said in a deep voice: "My third brother, your second brother and I are gone. From now on, the Jun family will rely on you! Please! "

Dage! Dage, why do you say this? How stupid my little brother is, to this day, I only remembered what you said at the time, how wrong it was! It's just...the last words!

Dage, did you already know something at that time? What do you know? Perhaps, what do you feel? Why don't you say it? ...Why don't you say it!

Did you know that I would rather die, little brother, than watch my own pro Big Brother go to a dead end! !

If time can go back to ten years ago, before meeting "her" again, will I make a new decision...I will! I will! ...

"Three uncles." Jun Moxie took a step, "The dead are dead, and change in mourning! Take care of the useful body, is the right way!"

"Take care of the change? Take care of the useful body. Take care of the useful body." Jun unintentionally raised his head slowly, looked at Jun Moxie, suddenly laughed sadly, and said: "Moxie, your father once said a word back then, It’s this season of sorrow and change, take care of your usefulness; do you know what he said?"

"He... what did my father say?"

"At that time, the three of our brothers played together. After that war, countless brothers lay on the ground and stopped getting up. At that time, your father was very distressed, and the person next to him advised him like this: Great handsome, take good care of you! Take care! Useful body!" Jun unintentionally lost his eyes, remembering, and slowly said: "At that time, Dage said, "Sorrow and change? Why do you want to be? Why do you want to change? My brothers are dead and killed by the enemy, why should I Sorrow and change? Useful body..."

Jun's unintentional voice grew louder, seeming to imitate Dage back then: "Yes, we have to keep the useful body... the man is not sad! If you want to cry, cry happily! If you want to kill, kill a hearty! The boy is not smooth. Because we want to reverse! Use our surviving useful body to wipe out all the enemy forces in one fell swoop, so that our brothers will never have the opportunity to mourn and change in the future!"

"Men don't feel sorry! Men don't change!" Jun Moxie muttered these two sentences silently, and suddenly felt like an electric current flows through his body. The heroic and murderous aura revealed in this sentence aroused resonance in his soul!

"Let our brethren never have the chance to change their grief and change!"

With this sentence, Jun Moxie suddenly felt a sincere admiration for his father who had never met!

Iron-blooded man, laugh when you should smile, cry when you cry, never pretentious, act voluntarily, the world is cold-eyed, what do you do with me?

What a sorrow for a man! The man is not going well! !

Won my heart!

Jun Moxie suddenly felt that even in his previous life, he could have such a heroic father, he was completely acceptable! He is the father of former Moxie and the father of my life! It's so strong to have a father!

Both my uncle and nephew stood and sat, quietly, without speaking for a long time.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside, and the footsteps stopped at the door, and a voice said: "Three generals, General Zhao Jianhun of the Yutang Empire wants to come to worship the marshal, please decide on the army!"

"Zhao Jianhun?!" Jun Wuyi's eyes were cold, and the enemy of his three brothers on the battlefield came here! "Invite him in, I have wanted to see him a long time ago! See this old friend!"

"Yes!" The small school at the door agreed and walked away quickly.

After a while, a black figure slowly appeared in the distance. The person here is unusually tall, with a black cloak, a black robe, and a black face. The whole person is like a piece of cold and hard pitch-black steel, walking steadily along the way without squinting. The Tianxiang soldiers on both sides had strong hostile gazes, and he didn't seem to care at all!

This person is thin but tall, with broad shoulders and long arms, a high nose and sharp eyes, and the lines on his face are as sharp as a knife, with sharp outlines. With the awe-inspiring slaying aura from all over his body, he did not look back or look back along the way!

He came here alone!

Worship your dead opponent in the army camp of the enemy country and come alone!

Zhao Jianhun!

So bold!

What a great general of the Yutang Empire!

Zhao Jianhun walked closer and suddenly stood still, and his eyes looked at Jun unintentionally with cold electric eyes: "Jun unintentionally, we will meet again after a long time." The voice is sonorous, and there is a kind of killing between battle formations. The air of cutting!

Jun stared into his eyes unintentionally and said in a low voice: "Zhao Jianhun, I want to see you, it's been a long time! It's been a long time!"

"In the past ten years, there has been no Jun family on the battlefield..." Zhao Jianhun said sincerely: "...I am very lonely!"

"If there are people from the Jun family on the battlefield in the past ten years, I'm afraid you may not have the opportunity to sigh loneliness in front of me at this moment." Jun unintentionally looked at him coldly: "Because you have already been reincarnated and reborn!"

Although Zhao Jianhun's words were arrogant, he could hear from his tone that he was sincerely sorry and affirmed that only the Jun family is worthy of his opponent! But in Jun Wuyi's ears, even though he knew what he meant, his sense of honor as a soldier still subconsciously countered his words that undoubtedly said that there was no one in the Tianxiang Empire!

"Yes, if you have been on the battlefield for the past ten years, maybe I have been buried in the loess! But you are not here! Why are you not?" Zhao Jianhun's voice was actually a little angry.

The tone of this famous general Yu Tang not only surprised Jun Sanye, but also the young man on the side scratching his head. Isn't this famous Yu Tang handsome? Although his victory back then was a little unclear, but he himself was the only general who had never been defeated under the commander of the white-clothed military commander Jun Wugui. Apart from facing the three brothers of the Jun family, he had even rarer defeats. Could it be that these years, Dad? , The second uncle fell, and the third uncle was also unable to go to the battlefield because of his disability. This guy has won all the battles, but he broke his mind.

Zhao Jianhun came to the stone statue of Jun Wuhui and stood still, standing still for a while, his face became serious, his whole body also stood upright, his eyes showed sincere respect, respectfully, and he bowed deeply. After three bows, he bent down and didn't straighten up for a long time.

After standing upright, his sharp eyes and the eyes of the stone statue were staring at each other, and the eyes of this former enemy were actually worshipped! He said with a sigh: "You don’t want to, do you know? My Zhao Jianhun young army has been fighting for half a lifetime. Of course, I have lost many battles, won battles or more. But in this world, there are countless heroes and famous generals, but only A person can make me admire Zhao Jianhun from my heart! Admire it so much!"

"This person's name is Jun Wuhui!"

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