In the hot afternoon, cicadas chirped on the willow trees.
This huge cemetery is all heroes who made great contributions to the fight against the Alpha Alliance and the establishment of the Federation during the Earth Defense War. After death, there is a burial place with green mountains and green waters. It is not easy for the new era where most of the territory is occupied by mutant beasts. Only these old heroes can enjoy such an honor, and the public has no objections yet. .
In the cemetery lined with green willows, there is a beautiful woman, holding carefully grilled meat skewers, and placing them in front of a tombstone.
The photo inlaid on the tombstone had already turned yellow due to time, and the middle-aged man in the photo made Lin Luoran strange and familiar. Although he was still as obese as before, his facial features became much more resolute, his temples were graying, and his eyes were bright. He really deserved the rank of lieutenant general.
"No, fat man, your favorite barbecue..."
Lin Luoran didn't let the two brothers and sisters standing behind her hear her talking to herself, the broken words drifting in the wind, still concealing Lin Luoran's sadness.
Sorry, fat man, I'm late.
The family, relatives and friends she tried to protect, the little fat man Ma Ming she watched growing up, if she hadn't gone to Penglai at that time, he might not have died in the war.
She couldn't reverse Earth's disadvantage in the Alpha Alliance's invasion, but she was confident in protecting everyone well.
The heartless, heartless, and ambitious little fat man was forced to become a so-called federal hero under such dangerous circumstances.
Lin Luoran poured a glass of spiritual wine in front of Ma Ming's tomb, and left with the two siblings.
When passing by the center of the cemetery, she also saw a clothes tomb.
"Hero of the Federation, the tomb of Hua Guo Admiral Mu Tianqing."
She had noticed the name Mu Tianqing when she was in the library database. At that time, she thought it was just a coincidence. Now that she saw the photo on the tombstone with her own eyes, she almost couldn't hold back her tears again.
little six. Mu's Xiaoliu, they all called him that. Lin Luoran didn't remember whether his real name was Mu Tianqing, but she would never forget this young face.
Did Xiaoliu of the Mu family, who had obtained Jidan and had a bright future in cultivation, died on the moon as early as 2051
For a cultivator, he still has countless possibilities, but he was buried under the artillery fire of the Alpha Alliance.
Lin Luoran never knew that hatred could corrupt people's hearts like this.
She hated the Alpha League more than any hatred in her life. Destroy her homeland and let everyone she knew die one by one!
Lin Luoran clenched her 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 being in the Heroes' Cemetery doesn't mean those old people are still alive. Perhaps, there are no bones left.
The solemn and solemn atmosphere of the cemetery made Lin Luoran almost out of breath.
She took her two siblings and escaped out of the Heroes Cemetery. The fresh air by the lake made her wake up quickly.
Of course she couldn't wallow in her grief, she had to find her lost family after someone had passed away.
This has almost become the only motivation to support Lin Luoran to move forward at this time.
She never dared to imagine that walking alone on the road of cultivation would be like walking dead!
"Sister Lin..." Lu Shuangshuang broke the low air pressure.
Girls feel strange even if they are not deeply involved in the world. Brother Lu Yiming's attitude today is also very strange, Shuangshuang didn't know who the middle-aged general who just worshiped was, but saw tears of excitement in his brother's eyes.
Lin Luoran came back to her senses, and smiled at Lu Shuangshuang:
"From today onwards, you should restore your real surnames. Also, call me... aunt, you can't call me sister anymore."
According to their seniority, they are the descendants of Ma Ming several generations apart, and it is really difficult to distinguish them in seniority. Although my aunt is inappropriate, she is much better than her elder sister. Lin Luoran didn't mind how the two brothers and sisters called her. 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 that the elders in the family had mentioned in the past.
The surname is Lin... After being the best friend of the ancestors, did you come back to look for them
I remember that before my grandfather passed away, he took his hand and told him that one day, a family surnamed Lin would come to them. Pre-New Era family? Lu Yiming didn't believe it at all, and the current coincidences made him believe it again.
Having figured this out, Lu Yiming ignored his sister's surprise and nodded obediently:
"I'll take my sister to City Hall to change my name, just..."
Lin Luoran raised her head: "Is there any difficulty in this?"
Lu Yiming explained a few words in a low voice, indicating the reason for changing his and his sister's surnames, Lin Luoran nodded after listening.
"I see, it will be taken care of by tomorrow."
Seeing the disbelief in Lu Yiming's eyes, Lin Luoran emphasized his tone: "From today onwards, you don't have to be afraid of anyone."
Lu Yiming looked up, and Lu Shuangshuang also looked over.
Glancing over the two siblings, Lin Luoran said slowly, "Because, I'm back."
I'm back, but I failed to protect you, little fat man. I will help Luo Dong fulfill the promise he made.
Seeing Lin Luoran's firm eyes, Lu Yiming's heart warmed up, and his voice was already a little choked up when he lowered his head: "Got it... Aunt Lin."
It seems that it is not so difficult to call out.
Although she doesn't look much older than their brother and sister, she has a very mature temperament and gives people the feeling of an elder. She can also be called an aunt.
Lin Luoran pointed to a certain villa by Dongting Lake, "Shuangshuang, do you like it?"
Lu Shuangshuang narrowed his eyes, "It's 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 finger clearly, 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 younger sister.
What Aunt Lin means is that she will take it back tomorrow. Does it belong to the Ma family's house
Lu Yiming couldn't express how he felt in his heart, he just felt that after many years of suffering, suddenly there was an elder who could stand out, it wasn't a bad feeling.
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"Boss Zheng, happy cooperation."
Lin Luoran looked at the brand-new personal computer in his hand, checked the information that had been connected to the Internet, and was very satisfied.
Boss Zheng humbly said that it was a trivial matter, the business was completed, and he wanted to invite Lin Luoran to dinner again.
After running for a day, Lu Shuangshuang opened his eyes and felt a little tired at the same time, sweating from his weak and cold physique. Lin Luoran gave Boss Zheng a few unattractive inner pills, exchanged a sum of cash and transferred it to his personal account, and then brought Lu Shuangshuang to buy clothes.
There is no good high-end clothing store in Zhuzhoufang City. Lin Luoran was thinking about making some clothes for Lu Shuangshuang himself, when the newly purchased personal computer vibrated.
"Warning, warning, the beast horde broke out ahead of time, please the residents in the city with martial arts level 4 and mental power level 5 or above, automatically go to the four fortresses to participate in the city defense battle!"
Lin Luoran's new identity is an ordinary new human with level 5 martial skill and level 5 spiritual 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 he is such a waste, then the human beings of the new era, compared with the strength of monks, can be said to be far behind.
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I promise this is not a sad article, sadness is not eternal, it is just a transition.