Super Seminary: Time Travel, Start the Twelve-Winged God

Luo Tian spoke in a gentle tone.

It looks harmonious.

But in her eyes, although there was indeed a feeling of palpitations and slight restlessness, it seemed that she was attracted by his appearance, or his kind of temperament.

She didn't understand this feeling.

But that's not important. What she cares about more is her daughter, the person she cares about most.

The emotions in my heart were suppressed in indifference.

"You scumbag, why are you provoking my daughter? I don't care what method you use, I don't ask. I just want you to leave. She doesn't belong to you."

She stopped and looked up because she was really a little short in height.

There is anger in the indifference.

"mom."

Qilin took two steps forward, a little worried, and was casually held in Luo Tian's arms.

Seeing his head tilted, the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Don't you agree with free love?"

"You're breaking the law."

Lin Yiyi's eyes still stayed on Luo Tian's face. He didn't blame his daughter, he just blamed himself for not teaching her well and not doing what a mother should do.

It's the mother's fault, not the daughter's.

"mom……"

Qilin's voice became softer. She was a little shy because she was so close to Luo Tian in front of her mother.

Excuse me.

He didn't care.

"This is not important. She is a policeman, not a fool. You don't even understand your own daughter, do you?"

"I see that you are a scientific researcher and your IQ must be very high. You must remember everything I just said, right? Let me ask you again, are we all getting along well? Or should I train you?"

He held out his left hand to her.

"Don't be angry. I'm a casual person and I speak a bit straight. If you offend me, I'm really sorry. You can't do anything to me anyway."

"Shake my hand, I'll wait until you agree."

Lin Yiyi suppressed the anger in her heart and finally turned her gaze to Qin Lan.

"You agree?"

"Forehead……"

Qin Lan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. His eyes wandered here and there, as if he wanted to find a place to hide.

He nodded a little crookedly.

"...I agree, it's not bad. He's so handsome, so I can just hug my grandson. Haven't you come here after all these years? It doesn't matter. You can love freely."

He didn't dare to look at her. Qin Lan's waist was about to break.

Lin Yiyi looked away, nodded helplessly, and put the thing in Luo Tian's hand.

"You drank this, I admit it."

She smiled a little, knowing it would hurt her daughter. But she was more determined, this must be saving her, she would understand later.

"Oh, green, mung bean soup?"

Luo Tian took the glass and shook it twice. Looking at the green liquid in it, he felt that the radiation was a bit excessive.

Qilin was particularly worried. She grabbed it and smelled it with her nose. The unfamiliar smell made her unable to analyze what it was.

But she knew very well that it was probably sulfuric acid.

Angry, he looked at his mother.

"Mom, you are going too far. Do you want me to be a widow like you?"

"you!"

Lin Yiyi's face twitched for a moment, and her heart ached. She felt very uncomfortable when her daughter said that.

A little out of breath.

"You are committing murder. Didn't you say that my father is a hero? What would he think if he knew that you killed someone like this?"

Qilin's words again made her mother feel even more uncomfortable and she lowered her gaze.

Due to staying in the laboratory all year round and lacking communication with others, Lin Yiyi has now lost part of her emotions and is not very good at expressing them.

My heart hurts, but I don’t know what to say.

"Okay, there's no need for this. Those who don't know better think I'm here to destroy the relationship. I don't know how to deal with the mother-daughter relationship, so just stop talking."

Luo Tian's smile remained unchanged, and he pinched her face with his left hand. It felt really good, and he took back the glass.

He released her waist with his right hand.

Take a half step forward.

His eyes returned to her face, and the glass in his hand shook slightly in front of her, attracting her attention and making her look at him again.

"Mother-in-law, as a mother, you must keep your word in front of your daughter."

"This can be used as your wedding blessing wine. It's just right with the feasting and feasting. Be more traditional and polygamous."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

The smell was a bit pungent and unpleasant. Fortunately, he didn't taste it. It flowed directly into his stomach and became part of his terrifying stomach acid digestion.

He is physically strong, but he is so willful.

"It tastes terrible."

Luo Tian commented and handed the glass back. Lin Yiyi's eyes widened.

"Are you OK?"

Qilin lay down a little worriedly and hugged his arm, she was really worried about him.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Out of habit, he pinched her face gently, then gently pushed her away, and took half a step forward again, almost touching her.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Lin Yiyi trembled, took a step back, and looked at him with horror in her eyes.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"people."

Luo Tian replied calmly, took out his phone and checked the time. Several minutes had passed. He had to hurry up, otherwise he would break his promise.

If you promise your wife, you must do it.

Therefore, he decided to speed up the process, took a random look around, and found the well-preserved urn with photos and red stars on it. It was very clean, and she probably cleaned it out bit by bit.

He took a step forward and passed her.

Lin Yiyi was a little confused at first, but found out that Luo Tian was walking towards the urn.

She panicked.

"what are you doing!?"

She ran quickly and stood in front of him. The glass in her hand had disappeared, and she didn't know where he had thrown it.

Luo Tian's face returned to calm.

He looked a little more serious and pushed her away with one hand. The powerful force made it impossible for her to resist at all.

And the other hand.

With a gentle squeeze, the lock made of black steel was crushed like plasticine by him, and then he easily opened the special tempered glass cover.

The urn is exposed to the air.

"What are you doing? Don't touch him!"

Lin Yiyi's voice became louder. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't. An arm stood there, blocking all her movements.

The urn was unlocked and he opened it easily.

Inside were gray ashes and some medals with the flavor of time, and he felt a sense of heaviness.

A respect that comes from the heart.

nine years.

Nine years of compulsory education left an indelible mark on his heart.

This is the ashes of a soldier, and this is a medal of a soldier.

Many, very dazzling.

Martyrs deserve respect from everyone.

Even though this is not his home, this country is China after all.