Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 418: Animal tide

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On a hot afternoon, cicadas croak in the willow tree.

This large cemetery is all heroes who have made great contributions to fighting the Alpha Alliance and building the Federation in the battle for the defense of the earth. After death, there is a place of burial with green mountains and green waters. For the new era where most of the territory is occupied by mutant beasts, it is not easy. Only these old heroes can enjoy such a privilege, and the people have no opinion. .

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

The photos inlaid on the tombstone have already turned yellow due to time. The middle-aged person in the photos makes Lin Luoran strange and familiar. Although he was still as fat as the old days, his facial features were much firmer, his temples were white, and his eyes were divine, and he was indeed able to bear the rank of lieutenant general.

"Nuo, little fat man, your favorite barbecue..."

Lin Luoran didn't let the two brothers and sisters standing behind him hear her mutterings, and the broken words that drifted away in the wind also conceal Lin Luoran's grief.

Sorry, Fatty, I'm late.

She once tried to protect family and friends. She looked at Ma Ming who grew up. If she had not gone to Penglai at that time, he might not have died in the war.

She can't reverse the earth's inferiority in the Alpha Alliance's invasion war, but she is confident of protecting everyone.

The little fat man, heartless and ambitious, was forced to become a so-called Federation hero under what kind of sinister circumstances.

Lin Luoran sprinkled a glass of spirit wine in front of Ma Ming's tomb and left with his two siblings.

When she passed by the center of the cemetery, she also saw a cloak mound.

"Federal hero, the tomb of General Mu Tianqing of China."

She noticed the name Mu Tianqing when she was in the library database. At the time, she only thought it was a coincidence. Now that she saw the photos on the tombstone with her own eyes, she almost couldn't help crying again.

Little six. Mujia Xiaoliu, they all call him that. Lin Luoran couldn't remember whether his real name was Mu Tianqing, but this young face, she would never forget.

Obtained the Jidan, and the future of cultivation is promising, Mujia Xiaoliu, did he die on the moon as early as 2051?

For the cultivator, he has countless possibilities, but he has been asleep in the artillery fire of the Alpha Alliance.

Lin Luoran never knew that hatred can corrupt people's hearts in this way.

She hates Alpha League, more than all the hatred in her life. Destroy her homeland and let everyone she knows pass away allied forces!

Lin Luoran squeezed 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 was not in a relaxed mood. Not in the Heroes’ Cemetery does not mean that the deceased are still alive. Perhaps, there is no bones left.

The tragic and solemn atmosphere in the cemetery made Lin Luoran almost breathless.

She took her two siblings and fled out of the Heroes’ Cemetery. The fresh air by the lake made her sober quickly.

Of course she can't indulge in grief. She is dead and she has to find her lost family.

This has almost become the only driving force supporting Lin Luoran to move forward at this time.

She never dared to imagine what a walking corpse on a path of self-cultivation alone!

"Sister Lin..." Lu Shuangshuang broke the low pressure.

The girl feels strange even if she is not deeply involved in the world. Today, my brother Lu Yiming's attitude is also very strange, both of them don't know who the middle-aged general who has just worshipped is, but they see tears of excitement in his brother's eyes.

Lin Luoran recovered and smiled at Lu Shuang:

"From today, you will restore your surnames, and, call me...aunt, not sister."

According to their seniority, they are Ma Ming’s descendants several generations away, and it is difficult to distinguish them. Although the aunt is not proper, she is much better than her sister. Lin Luoran didn't mind how the two brothers and sisters called herself. What she cared about was that they couldn't call her "Sister Lin" like Ma Ming.

Lu Shuangshuang was puzzled, but Lu Yiming vaguely thought of some things the elders in the family had mentioned in the past.

The surname is Lin... After being a close friend of the ancestor, did you come back to look for them?

I remember Grandpa took him by the hand before he died and told them that one day someone named Lin would come to them. Family before the new era? Lu Yiming didn't believe it at all, and all the coincidences now made him have to believe it.

I figured this out, Lu Yiming ignored his sister’s surprise, and nodded nicely:

"I will take my sister to the city hall to change the name, but..."

Lin Luoran looked up: "Are there any difficulties in this?"

Lu Yiming explained a few words in a low voice. The reason for changing his and his sister's surnames showed that Lin Luoran nodded after listening.

"I see, it will be handled by tomorrow."

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

Lu Yiming raised his head, Lu Shuangshuang also looked over.

A glance over the two brothers and sisters, Lin Luoran said slowly: "Because, I'm back."

I'm back, and I failed to protect you, the little fat man. Luo Dong promised that I will help him complete it. Seeing Lin Luoran's firm eyes, Lu Yiming's heart warmed, and his voice was choked with his head down: "I see... Aunt Lin."

It doesn't seem to be that difficult to make an exit.

Although she doesn't seem to be much older than their siblings, she has a very mature temperament, giving people the feeling of being an elder, and she can afford to call her aunt.

Lin Luoran pointed her finger at a villa beside Dongting Lake, "Shuangshuang, where do you like it?"

Lu Shuang squinted his eyes, "What a beautiful house, I like it there, Aunt Lin."

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

Lu Shuangshuang thought that Lin Luoran was joking, but Lu Yiming saw the direction of her fingers, but his whole body was shocked.

The villa lined with green willows is the former residence of the Ma family.

He grew up inside until he was eight years old before moving out with his sister.

Aunt Lin meant to take it back tomorrow. Does it belong to the Ma family?

Lu Yiming can't tell how he feels in his heart. He just feels that for many years, he suddenly has an elder who can make it. This is really not bad.

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"Boss Zheng, happy cooperation."

Lin Luoran looked at the brand-new personal computer in his hand, and checked the remarks on the Internet, and was very satisfied.

Boss Zheng said in a modest way that the business was completed, and he wanted to invite Lin Luoran for dinner.

While running around all day, Lu Shuang both felt a little tired and sweaty from the cold body. Lin Luoran gave Boss Zheng a few more unremarkable inner pills. After a sum of cash was transferred to his personal account, he wanted to buy clothes with Lu Shuangshuang.

There is no good high-end clothing store in Zhuzhoufang City. Lin Luoran was wondering if he would make some clothes for Lu Shuangshuang himself. The new personal computer was buzzing.

"Alarms, alarms, and animal tides erupted ahead of schedule. Residents in the city with martial arts level 4 and mental power level 5 or above will automatically go to the four major fortresses to participate in the city defense!"

Lin Luoran's new identity is an ordinary new human with level 5 martial skills and level 5 mental power.

To her surprise, the personal computer on Lu Yiming's wrist was also buzzing.

Uh, if he is also at the fifth level of martial arts, and waste material is like that, then the humans of the new era, compared to the strength of the monks, can be said to be farther away.

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I promise that this is not an essay, sadness is not eternal, it is just a transition.