The cold sweat on Jun Moxie's head fell, and he smiled reluctantly: "Third uncle, your intelligence network is so powerful, you wouldn't be there at that time, right?!"

"There are so many peak powerhouses in that realm, what kind of fun are I going to join!" Jun unintentionally scolded angrily: "After all, this matter is a major incident that happened in my Tianxiang Country, and it has already alarmed Your Majesty and ordered a thorough investigation of this matter;

He looked at Jun Moxie with burning eyes: "These are not important, what is really important is the only thing I want to know, who is the black-clothed masked little bastard who appeared with a Xuandan last night, who doesn't know the height of the sky, and who is a bastard?!"

"Uh...... It should be a legendary senior master! Such a master, how can I guess, maybe it is the first person of the Supreme Divine Xuan, Yun Beichen, maybe someone else has such a dusty bearing!"

"Isn't it very dusty?" Jun's unintentional expression was like a volcano about to erupt in silence: "I just gave you a sixth-order Xuandan, now take out that Xuandan, take a look at it." ”

That Xuandan is now lying in He Chongxiao's arms, how can I take it out?

"Uh, just a sixth-order Xuandan, I'm ......" Jun Moxie's eyes rolled: "...... Lost. ”

"If you lose it well, it won't be lost to the King of Heavenly Punishment, right?" Jun nodded slowly: "Very good, very powerful, from you woke up to the present, Lao Tzu asked you a basket of questions, and you also gave Lao Tzu eight baskets of nonsense, Jun Mo Xie, Jun Third Young Master, you have really grown up and ...... out of your life."

"Although I don't know why you are so sure, how you got out, and I don't know how you deceived those people, I also know that you lied so as not to worry me, but ......" Jun said slowly, his tone calm.

Jun Moxie's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he was about to get out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt, "Third uncle, I have a little urgency to urinate, and I can't stand it......"

"Hold it for Lao Tzu! I can't hold it back, so I pee in my pants and bed!" Jun unintentionally yelled. Jun Moxie had a bitter face and obediently didn't dare to move. Jun Sanye then continued: "...... I'm still going to punish you with family law!"

Guan Qinghan was walking anxiously around the courtyard at the moment, as soon as he heard Jun Moxie wake up, the third uncle went in, although Jun Sanshao was his own brother-in-law, but after all, it was still a young man's bedroom, Guan Qinghan was naturally embarrassed to rush in, so he had to wait outside, three and two wait, suddenly heard a roar in the room, and couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart: The third uncle was furious, didn't this guy do anything bad again, how did he make the third uncle so angry?

was worried about ...... "bang!" A white shadow flew out of the room, Guan Qinghan almost subconsciously went to pick it up, but was stumbled by the fierce momentum, and almost fell, and at the same time caught the thing in his arms and screamed: "Third uncle...... Tap!"

It turned out to be the young master Junda!

Guan Qinghan exclaimed "ah", and threw him to the ground with a bang, his face flushed.

Jun Moxie was kicked out by Jun Sanye, although he was shouting, in fact, he had quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, and he was absolutely sure that he could land safely...... I couldn't help but feel refreshed, and I was about to enjoy it, but I was thrown out again.

This time, I didn't have time to adjust my posture, so I maintained the zìyóu falling posture, and fell to the ground solidly, and suddenly I was so angry that my butt almost didn't fall into eight petals. Then Jun Sanye jumped out, and couldn't help but say that bang bang was a wild beating, punches and kicks were as dense as raindrops, and Guan Qinghan, who was blushing on the side, was shocked.

Jun Sanye's recovery, Guan Qinghan knows. So Jun had no intention of having no scruples at all, and let go of his hands and feet to beat him.

Jun Moye held his head with one hand and covered his crotch with the other, and his whole body was directly rolled into a very vivid round sandbag.

Accept your fate, open up and beat it! How to relieve your anger, how to come, these 100 catties will be handed over to the third uncle, just leave your breath alive!

"Third Uncle...... You...... Don't fight, don't fight......" Guan Qinghan hurriedly went up to persuade him.

As soon as these words came out, he clearly heard the anxiety and distress mixed in this voice, Jun unintentionally stopped his hand in great surprise, and even Jun Moxie on the ground opened his eyes in surprise. The uncle and nephew had a tacit understanding and looked at Guan Qinghan with their eyes at the same time, and then glanced at each other, and they both saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

When did Guan Qinghan actually care about Jun Moxie's life and death?

Is it hell, or is this niece/daughter-in-law stunned?!

Guan Qinghan saw these two people looking at himself blankly, and after a little thought, he figured out what was going on, he had been extremely unkind to this little uncle before, and it would inevitably be strange to suddenly intercede for him.

But why would I intercede for him?

Guan Qinghan thought about it, his cold face turned red, and the brush was red to the root of his ears, and he couldn't help but stomp his feet, a little annoyed and angry: "I... I'm just afraid that you're tired, Third Uncle...... Hit it, fight it, kill him. After speaking, he felt that his voice was almost coquettish, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed again, seeing that the eyes of the two were getting bigger and bigger, and there were signs of snatching out of his eyes at any time, he snorted hatefully, and walked away quickly.

"I shouldn't have read it right just now? I didn't hear it right? That person is really my sister-in-law?" Jun Mo touched his head and scratched it twice. This posture is really very similar to the smart Ikkyu.

"Seemingly...... Yes. Jun said in a tone of uncertainty unintentionally. Suddenly angry again: "Who told you to stand up, it seems that you are still dishonest......"

Continue to practice playing "sandbags...... After a long time, Jun Sanye shook his arm very comfortably, and said: "Ming rì is your father's taboo, then go with me to the family ancestral hall to offer incense, and then go to the soldiers to worship in front of the mound of clothes erected for your father." You have to fulfill your responsibilities as a son of man, understand?"

Jun Mo snorted and chirped: "Understood." ”

Jun Sanye rubbed his wrist and sat on the wheelchair with square steps, pushed the wheelchair by himself, and Shi Shiran left satisfied. When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he turned around again: "Blood Soul Villa...... What the hell is going on?"

"It's really solved...... "Jun Mo Xie yù cried without tears.

The third master left.

Cool! I can only say that the third master is very cool! I can find a reason to teach this kid a lesson, and the third master feels that this is his greatest pleasure during this time.

.................. The sky is still a heavy one.

Jun Mo evil, Jun has no intention of the two of them sitting in a wheelchair, the other standing quietly, looking at the well-dressed mound in front of them that can almost be described as "magnificent", both of them are extremely uneasy.

This has long gone beyond the scope of the so-called well-dressed mound, and is more like building a palace next to the barracks, an unusually atmospheric palace.

Walking here, even Jun had no intention of going through the inspection of the eight sentry posts, and around the two sides, there were obviously countless hidden piles. A well-dressed mound, the guard is so tight!

Eight stone pillars are extremely thick to support a dome, and on both sides are two complete large stones, standing on the ground, facing the direction of the road, both flat and neat, engraved with a few words.

Left: Listen to the wind and clouds!

Right: Heaven and earth are all in the world!

The ground is a staircase paved with neat bluestone slabs one by one, on both sides, there is a team of horses and guns, and the grand stone carvings of ordinary people are the same, and then go forward, on both sides, on each side there are four majestic stone carving giants, everyone is the hand to press the hilt of the sword, looking ahead, although it is a stone carving, but carved lifelike, showing the awe-inspiring heroic style, inviolable.

"These eight stone statues, carved in the form of a real person, are your father's personal guards, known as the 'Eight Generals in White'...... Died in the Tianguan Ridge, never left a step!" Jun had no intention of looking at the stone statues of these eight people, and his eyes were filled with deep feelings. The tone was unusually low, with a thick memory.

"Life and death together, glory together, white-clothed guard, bloody clothes, righteousness and Changhong have no regrets, who is like him in the bloody crown?" Jun said in a low voice, slowly moving forward, his eyes lingering on each stone statue and gazing deeply.

Jun Moxie couldn't help but be in awe, and unconsciously, his back straightened a little.

The whole mound was clean and clean, and after a torrential rain, in such a late autumn season, there was not a single fallen leaf, not a single grass stalk, or even a single water stain.

"There is a special person in charge of this place in the barracks, and there is another unwritten rule in the army: no matter who makes the eldest brother's clothes and graves dusty, it is ...... Although it is not an explicit rule, it is far more stringent than military law! There are no exceptions, no one dares to violate it, and no one can violate it!" Jun said in a low voice, slowly pushing the wheelchair and walking all the way in.

Jun Moxie was silently by his side, and his heart was already shaking. Just from this point, it can be seen that the army's love for his father has obviously reached an extremely high level, perhaps, in the hearts of Tianxiang soldiers, the former white-clothed military commander has no regrets, he is a god!

Under the dome, in the position of zhōngyāng, a tall stone sculpture, a middle-aged warrior straddles a horse, his body is straight, his sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, his eyes are blazing, his eyebrows are full of the heroic spirit of a decisive battle, his right hand hanging down his waist is gently pressed on the hilt of the sword, his left hand is lightly holding the reins of the horse, his well-defined face, the corners of his mouth are still with a trace of awe-inspiring and cold smile, it seems that thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in front of him are all under his feet, and hundreds of millions of living beings are under control!

The cloak behind him also seems to be flying in the wind, although it is only a stone statue of a dead object, it also faintly reveals a heroic spirit that dominates the world and dominates the world!