Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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In the hot afternoon, the sound of the willows hummed.

This large cemetery is a hero who has made great contributions to the fight against the Alpha Alliance and the construction of the Union in the battle of the Earth. After the death, there is a place of burial of green mountains and green waters. It is not easy for the new era of the vast majority of the sites occupied by the mutant beasts. Only these old heroes can enjoy such honors, and the people have no opinion. .

In the green and cemetery cemetery, there is a beautiful woman carrying a carefully grilled meat skewer and placing it in front of a tombstone.

The photos embedded in the tombstones have long been yellowed for the sake of time. The middle-aged people in the photos made Lin Luoran strange and familiar. Although it was still obese in the old days, the five senses were much more fortified, and their eyes were white and their eyes were fascinating. They really could afford the rank of lieutenant general.

"No, little fat, your favorite barbecue..."

Lin Luoran did not let the two brothers and sisters standing behind them hear her self-talk, the words scattered in the wind, and the sorrow of Lin Luoran.

Sorry, little fat man, I am late.

She had tried to protect her family and friends. She looked at the grown-up Ma Ming and the fat man. If she didn't go to Penglai at the time, he might not die in the war.

She couldn't do anything to reverse the inferiority of the Earth in the invasion of the Alpha Alliance, but she was confident that she would protect everyone.

The little fat man who has no heart and chest without ambition is forced into a so-called federal hero in a sinister environment.

Lin Luoran sprinkled a glass of spirits in front of Ma Ming’s tomb and left with two brothers and sisters.

She also saw a cloak when she passed the center of the cemetery.

"Federal hero, the tomb of the Chinese general, Mu Tianqing."

The name of Mu Tianqing, she noticed when she was in the library database. At that time, she only thought it was a coincidence. Now she has seen the photos on the tombstones. She can barely hold back tears.

little six. Mu Jiaxiaoliu, they all call him like this. Lin Luoran does not remember whether his real name is Mu Tianqing, but this young face, she will never forget.

I got a foundation, and I have a good future. I have died on the moon as early as 2051.

For the comprehension, he still has countless possibilities, but he has been sleeping in the artillery fire of the Alpha League.

Lin Luoran never knew that hate can ruin people's hearts.

She hates the Alpha Alliance, which is deeper than all the hatred in life. Destroy her homeland and let the people she knows go to the coalitions!

Lin Luoran clenched his hands and carefully looked at the thousands of tombstones in the cemetery.

Most of them are Chinese faces, and there are many foreigners. Fortunately, there are no other acquaintances. However, Lin Luoran’s mood is not easy. Not in the hero cemetery does not mean that the old people are still alive. Perhaps, there is no bones.

The tragic and dignified atmosphere of the cemetery was so tight that Lin Luoran almost breathless.

With two brothers and sisters, she escaped from the heroic cemetery, and the fresh air on the lake made her wake up quickly.

Of course she can't indulge in sorrow, so the person is gone, she has to find the lost family.

This is almost the only driving force to support Lin Luoran.

She never dared to imagine the path of being alone and walking, what a walking corpse is!

"Sister Lin..." Deer both broke the low pressure.

Even if the girl is not deeply involved, she feels strange. Today, my brother’s attitude is also very strange. Both of them don’t know who the middle-aged general who was worshipping, but they saw the tears in their eyes.

Lin Luoran turned back and smiled at the deer:

"From today on, you will restore your surname, and, call me... aunt, can't call my sister."

According to their seniority, they are the descendants of Ma Ming who have been separated for generations. It is difficult to distinguish between generations. Although aunts are not suitable, they are much better than their sisters. Lin Luoran does not mind how the two brothers and sisters call themselves. She cares that they can't call her "Sister Lin" like Ma Ming.

The deer are both puzzled, and Lu Yiming faintly associates with some of the things that the elders in the family have mentioned in the past.

Surnamed Lin... Is it the ancestor’s best friend, come back and look for them?

I remember that Grandpa had pulled his handcuffs before his death. One day, there will be people from Lin’s family to look for them. The family before the new era? Lu Yiming didn't believe it at all, and now all kinds of coincidences made him have to believe.

Imagine here, Lu Yiming ignores his sister’s surprise and nods his head:

"I will take my sister to the town hall to change her name, just..."

Lin Luoran looked up: "Is there any difficulty in this?"

Lu Yiming whispered a few words, and the reason for changing his family name with his sister showed that Lin Luoran nodded.

"I know, I will handle it well tomorrow."

Seeing the unbelief in the eyes of Lu Yiming, Lin Luoran aggravated the tone: "From today, you don't have to be afraid of anyone."

Lu Yiming looked up and the deer both looked over.

The eyes swept over the two brothers and sisters, Lin Luoran slowly said: "Because, I am back."

I am back, I have not been able to shelter you, and Luodong promised me that I will help him. Looking at Lin Luoran's firm eyes, Lu Yiming's heart was warm, and the voice between the bows had already brought some whimpers: "Know it... Lin Aunt."

It seems that it is not so difficult to export.

Although it doesn't look much bigger than their brothers and sisters, her temperament is extremely mature and gives the impression of an elder, and her aunt can be worthy.

Lin Luoran pointed a finger at a villa near Dongting Lake. "Do you like it?"

The deer doubled their eyes and bent. "A beautiful house, I like it there, Lin Aunt."

Lin Luoran smiled: "Then we will move in tomorrow."

Deer both thought that Lin Luoran laughed, and Lu Yiming saw the direction of her finger, but it was shocked.

The villa with green willows is the home of the Ma family.

He grew up to eight years old and moved out with his sister.

Lin Aunt's meaning, will be taken back tomorrow, belongs to the Ma family's house?

Lu Yiming couldn't tell the feelings in his heart. He only felt that for many years, suddenly there was an elder who could make a living. It felt really bad.

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"Zheng boss, happy cooperation."

Lin Luoran looked at his new personal computer and checked the information on the Internet. He was very satisfied.

Zheng Boqian said that it was a small meaning, the business was completed, and he had to ask Lin Luoran to eat.

Running around in one day, while the deer double opened their eyes, they also felt a little tired, and the debilitating physique also showed sweat. Lin Luoran gave Zheng Boss a few of the inner colors that were not eye-catching. After changing a cash to a personal account, they had to buy clothes with deer.

Zhuzhoufang City does not have a good high-end ready-to-wear store. Lin Luoran is thinking about whether to personally make some clothes for the deer, and the new personal computer will have a trembling vibration.

"Alarms, alarms, beasts broke out in advance, please ask the city's martial arts level 4, spiritual level five or above residents, automatically go to the four major fortresses to participate in the battle!"

Lin Luoran’s new identity is an ordinary new human being with five levels of martial arts and five levels of mental strength.

What surprised her was that the personal computer at the deer's wrist was also ringing.

Hey, if he is also a martial arts five, the waste material is like that, the new era of human beings, compared to the strength of the monks, can be said to go far.

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I promise that this is not the abuse of the text, sadness is not eternal, just a transition.