It’s Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

Ling style fight! It is one of Ling Family’s proprietary fighting techniques. Why does it appear in this mission space? Ling Lan had a lot of doubts. If he didn’t pay much attention to the inheritance task at the beginning, when he saw this set of fighting techniques, Ling Lan had to pay attention.

Ling Lan didn’t hesitate, followed the silhouette in a punch and kicked off the Ling style fighting technique perfectly. Since childhood, Da Lingm has been doing fighting exercises with the Ling Family dead men, and has long understood clearly in the mind.

When Ling Lan perfectly performed the whole set of fighting techniques, the gray silhouette dissipated again, and at the same time Ling Lan felt that the fog in front of her eyes was decreasing and dissipating. Soon, she could see the scene in front of her clearly.

She is standing on a green lawn. In the distance, the mountains are undulating, the clouds are rolling, and in the near, the streams are clear. Birds, Speech, Flowers, Fragrances, a beautiful quiet valley appears suddenly in Ling Lan before.

Ling Lan has never seen such a beautiful view, making her heart suddenly quiet. At this moment, a piece of white paper suddenly dropped from the sky, fluttered in front of Ling Lan, and then floated very magically in front of her eyes, spread out automatically.

There is a line on it, which is a problem: this is a beautiful valley, but unfortunately it does not have its name yet, please give it a nice name now.

Ling M’s eyes just finished scanning this line of words, a small and delicate writing brush appeared next to the white paper.

Strange, why are there such old things in such advanced places?

Ling M’s eyebrows were locked in secret, her eyes attracted by this writing brush, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt a bit wrong, because the style of this writing brush made her feel a little familiar, but she couldn’t even remember where she had seen it for a while.

school? Ling Lan shook his head secretly, directly eliminating this possibility. The Academy is too advanced. If you say that there will be some surreal things in it, Ling Lan still believes, but it is almost impossible to see the old antique that is almost invisible with a writing brush.

Well, the only possibility is that she has seen it at home.

So she saw a similar writing brush at home when and where? The place where writing brushes usually appear is the study, but the study in Ling Family’s old house used to be father, so each writing brush in it is very simple and elegant. There is no such delicate and delicate writing brush at first glance. of……

woman? study? Ling Lan suddenly remembered one thing. It was not long before she started to learn literacy, and she was caught by her Mother in the study room to practice writing brush calligraphy, saying that this is the tradition of the Ling Family, and every successor of the Ling Family must learn this. One hand. Ling Lan was very sad at that time, his small hand could not grasp the large writing brushes used by Father, and in the end, he could only pretend to be naive and ignorant, and directly grasped the writing brushes.

Lan Luofeng saw Ling Lan ’s death to play with Cang Lang and asked He Tao to play with him. She prepared a small writing brush suitable for her. Finally, in order for Ling Lan to write correctly, she took out one she cherished Small brush, let Ling Lan use it first. He also proudly told Ling Lan that this was her affectionate credit from her father Ling Xiao.

I remember she talked directly at the time, father was too picky, and Mother was so deceiving. Let Lan Luofeng didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. Not enough, because the little writing brush is too delicate and beautiful, so Ling Lan played with curiosity. But the next day, this small brush was sealed into the bottom of the box again by Lan Luofeng, and replaced by a very ordinary small fine brush. Since then, Ling Lan has never seen that affectionate writing brush again.

Time has passed for almost five years, so Ling Lan almost forgot those things, and that pen.

Ling Lan, holding up the excitement of the mood, very carefully picked up the delicate writing brush in front of her. She rotated it in the palm of her hand, and carved a winged flying phoenix on the pen with an engraving method, as you saw The same, it really is the pen in memory.

Is this inheritance related to Ling Family? Related to her father? Or is it his father at all?

Ling Lan feels that he must be crazy, otherwise why would he have such a thought? The inheritance mission must be a powerhouse above the king level in order to be able to release it, and all powerhouses above the king level are horrible and almost immortal representatives. How could that short-lived father be?

Want to be real? Ling m’s heart beats violently …

At this time, a line suddenly appeared on the white paper again: “You have one minute to think about it, the countdown starts at 60, 59, 58 …”

by! Ling M’s excitement ran out all of a sudden, and began to think about that name. At this time, Ling Lan regretted that her mind had been hooked by a brush, and couldn’t use her time to think about the problem.

“Beautiful valley, delicate writing brush? What exactly does the inheritance mission want to tell me with this screen?” The CPU in Ling M’s little head is working hard to find the hint inside.

Writing brush is Mother’s token of love? So will this beautiful valley also be related to Mother? Ling began to think hard about the conversation between Mother and her, hoping to find some clues.

43, 42, 41 … As time slipped away, Ling M’s forehead began to ooze sweat: Damn it, if Little Si was there.

“Boss, find me?” Little Sea’s voice really sounded in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and Ling Lan was startled: “Little Si, are you there?”

“Well, I’ve been watching it, but I was imprisoned by a force and I couldn’t contact you, but the moment you thought of me just now, that imprisonment disappeared.” Little Si answered.

“Don’t say it, there are more than thirty seconds, help me think, when my Mother was chatting with me, didn’t I say such a place?” Ling Lan was so anxious that he threw the problem out.

“The amount of information is a bit big, can you give me some hints?” Little Si also became nervous, and the core chip began to run at overload.

“What kind of dating date is marriage proposal, marriage place or honeymoon, or is it particularly impressive, and then is the dream home?” Ling Lan said a few casually, and now he can only give it a try.

“Dating place, except the old house is the military camp, your dad is really not romantic!” Little Si whispered, why is it so easy for the blue mother to be caught? “Motment? Propose? Marry? Honeymoon? Um? Old? Barracks? Ah, does your dad only know that the old house barracks runs at XNUMX o’clock? Didn’t you want to go elsewhere?”

Little Si was really angry. Check it out. The love history of Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng is the Ling Family old house besides the barracks. It has nothing to do with the beautiful valley in front of him.

“So dreams, dreams, does my mother have no place to go to the most?” Ling Lan looked at the white paper numbers and dropped directly from ten to you, and couldn’t help shouting.

“Here, it’s be ef! Blue mother wants to go to be ef …” Little Si finally found the place that Lan Luofeng missed.

At this time, the countdown had reached 3, Ling Lan never hesitated, and directly wrote beli ef. When the last f was written, the countdown time just returned to zero.

Ling looked at her answer stunned, she didn’t know what belief was, nor did Little Si find this answer right, but anyway, she did her best.

The handwriting on the white paper began to fade away, including Ling m’s answer. The white paper really became a piece of white paper, Ling mtook a deep breath, waiting for the final verdict of the inheritance mission.

qualified! Two vigorous and powerful characters appear slowly on the white paper. Ling Lan saw these two characters, her heart loosened, but soon she felt exhausted. At that minute, she was exhausted by the intense pressure.

The two big characters disappeared again, and then new problems appeared, but these problems were not difficult, because it was obviously an introduction.

“Name: Ling m!”

“Father: Ling Xiao!”

“Mother: Lan Luofeng!”

“Age: 7 years old!”

“What’s your favorite father?” The fifth question made Ling Lan stunned, stopped the writing brush in his hand, and started to think about Lan Luofeng’s words.

“Baby Ling Lan, do you know what your father’s hobby is?” Lan Luofeng hugged Ling Lan, took her photo with Ling Xiao, and asked with a smile.

Ling Lan rolled her eyes secretly, and her mother never said it again. How did she know?

“You father likes Mecha very much. You can even say that in addition to Mecha in his life, Mecha sometimes ate the vinegar of his Mecha, but you are the most handsome when you father Mecha. No one can beat him. “Lan mother started to be idiotic again, with a look of intoxication, so that Xiaoling, who was only one year old, mfiercely took the bright smile of Ling Xiao in the photo with his little hand.

“Bad water!” Ling Lan whispered, and once she talked about father, her mother couldn’t calm down.

“However, your father’s favorite is me, you know? You father told me that if Me and Mecha had to make a choice, he would give up Mecha without the slightest hesitation and choose me.” Lan Luofeng said here, his face flushed. “When I see him, I will let him give up Mecha and stay with me … he promised.”

Ling Lan felt a faint sorrow, and he couldn’t accept each other’s death when he loved deep. Every time Lan Luofeng talked about Ling Xiao, it was as if he had traveled far away and didn’t really leave.

Father’s favorite is mother? This is also the hope of mother. Ling msighed, behind what Father likes most, wrote the words Lan Luofeng directly.

However, the next question gave Ling Lan a headache again. Why is the inheritance task so weird?

“Your mother’s sleeping habits?” This question made Ling Lan twitched and couldn’t help but write the words without the slightest hesitation.

After Ling Lan wrote, the last question appeared on the white paper: “Does the answer need to be changed?”

Ling Lan decisively wrote No. When the last horizontal line of No was written, the writing brush in Ling M’s hand instantly turned into black mist and disappeared, and the text on the paper disappeared again.

Then, a new line of writing quickly appeared on the white paper.

“Congratulations on entering the next level!”