Awakening With An Expert Identification Skill

Lin Fan stared blankly as he watched Uncle Qin slowly put on his military uniform, and put a medal on his chest with his hands, covering the entire chest. He picked up the standard machete and leaned it against his chest. .

　　 And the body, which was originally a little rickety, stood upright at this moment, and those dim yellow eyes were full of light at this moment, and the whole body exuded a powerful aura, accompanied by a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

　　 Lin Fan kept retreating under this powerful murderous aura, strong, very strong!

At this moment, in Lin Fan’s eyes, he saw not only Uncle Qin alone. He seemed to have seen the entire battlefield. Countless humans resisted the invasion of foreign races, rushing forward with machetes frantically. Weak, but still rushing forward with his chest straight, just to slow down the pace of the aliens, the blood stained the earth and the sky red.

　　 At this moment, he seemed to see an extremely wide and long floating red jade road. No, it was made of white jade bricks, but there was too much blood on it, showing red jade.

　　 There are countless corpses of human ancestors upside down, and the whole white jade aisle is stained red with blood, but still not afraid.

　　 "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　　 Lin Fan seemed to hear the sound of war drums, starting from the smallest, and then the sound became louder and louder.

　　 Uncle Qin, holding a bowl of wine in one hand and a machete in the other, began to sing the war hymn: "The big sword slashed at the head of the alien race, brothers, the day of fighting has come! The day of fighting has come!"

　　 The singing voice is a bit low, a bit hoarse, and a bit intermittent, but this song is like a horn to charge, the old man's evil aura and murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger, and it even reveals itself as if it were substance.

　　 Lin Fan only felt that his skin was pierced by needles, and kept backing away, his eyes revealed a strong shock, because in his seriousness, Uncle Qin was enveloped in a layer of blood-red gas.

　　 "Behind us is our hometown. Let's move forward bravely in unity, spot the enemy, destroy him, destroy him! Charge!" Uncle Qin's voice became bold, and his body leaned forward slightly.

　　呯!

　　 The bowl of wine was thrown on the ground and fell apart in an instant. That was the last signal.

　　 "Brothers, kill!!"

　　 A thunderbolt resounded over the entire Fengcheng Martyrs Cemetery. This sound was mottled with history, with roars and hatred of foreign races, and with the firmness of guarding the human homeland in the rear, without hesitation.

　　 The machete in Uncle Qin's hand was raised high, his anger was wide open, as if there was a foreign race standing in front of him, and he would chop it down at any time.

Lin Fan was forced to retreat far away, not standing in front of Uncle Qin, but still felt that his whole body had fallen into the ice cellar, and the wine had already woke up. That kind of evil spirit and murderous aura, he killed a three-rank, six- or seven-star werewolf. joke.

　　 The chilling breath radiated from an old man who was about to fall into the soil, shocked, respected, and worshiped.

　　 At this moment, Lin Fan believed everything that Uncle Qin once said jokingly. He was really a strong man on the battlefield, and he was a terrifying human strong man who killed an alien race.

　　 At this time, a figure rushed up high in the sky, and then fell directly. The person who came was Han Bing, the lord of Wind City, and he was the only one who could fly.

Han Bing saw Lin Fan. He didn't expect that this kid was here and wanted to ask something, but when he saw the medals on Uncle Qin's chest that almost covered his entire left chest, he shut his mouth and stood at attention. A serious salute to Uncle Qin!

　　 This is a respect for a veteran and a hero!

The city lord’s mansion was not far away. Just now, Han Bing was taken aback by the sudden sound, especially the soaring murderous intent that dyed this small piece of sky red, making him feel his scalp numb when he was so far away. Come and see what happened.

　　 I saw this scene.

　　 In front of the stele, the sound disappeared.

Uncle Qin stood there, the wind blew and his military uniform, but he didn't seem to notice anything. He stood there, charging at any time, like a sculpture, a monument that stands tall, staring at him. air.

Lin Fan also noticed something was wrong. He had a bad premonition. His heart suddenly twitched, and a deep sadness surged into his heart, but he still couldn't believe it, so he whispered in a low voice. With a cry, "Grandpa Qin..."

　　 But unfortunately, there has been no response.

　　 Tears poured into his eyes, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. Lin Fan vaguely remembered the three words Uncle Qin said when he went to see Uncle Qin today.

　　 "Xiao Fan is here!"

　　 "Grow up! Become a handsome guy."

　　 "Uncle Qin is dying today. I remember that I haven't seen you for a long time, so I just want to see you, aren't you busy?"

　　 Tears dripped down the face on the bluestone floor. At this moment, Lin Fan finally understood that Grandpa Qin really knew that he was going to die today. He had prepared everything, but he smiled and said to him, as if everything was joking.

　　 "I am a strong man. I have lived for more than two hundred years this year, and I am still a hundred years old, and the strong have a foreboding when they will die."

　　 In today’s scenes, Grandpa Qin’s words echoed in his ears.

　　 Lin Fan couldn't control it anymore and cried loudly. Why didn't he understand in advance? It turns out that he really felt a sense and knew that his life had come to an end. This was to let himself take the last journey.

　　 Long time no see, goodbye has become a goodbye.

　　 Uncle Qin really treated Lin Fan as his grandson, but unfortunately he was busy with his studies later and didn't go back for a long, long time.

　　 "Good, good! Xiao Fan has grown up and is amazing. In the future, he will go to the front line to kill more foreign races, help Uncle Qin kill more, and become a hero of the human race."

　　 Han Bing's eyes were complicated, and he didn't know what comforting words to say for a while, he naturally saw that the veteran in front of him had no breath, and he must be Lin Fan's important person.

　　 An old soldier died in this way.

　　 Even at the last moment, he was still thinking about killing the alien.

　　 This is the real hero of mankind!

　　 How should such a hero not be respected by mankind, his respect!

Han Bing stepped forward, trying to flatten the body of the veteran in front of him, who made him respectful, and took off the weapon, but when he walked in front of him, he took a breath, and only felt his scalp numb, and he could only stand in Uncle Qin. In front of me, I felt how terrible the murderous aura that made people feel palpable, and the knife that was about to be chopped off at any time made Han Bing’s hand tremble constantly, as if Uncle Qin was still alive at this moment, and that knife was always Will fall, and quickly take a step back, only to realize that there is cold sweat on his forehead.

　　Is it an illusion? But the death breath is so clear.

　　 He has a fourth rank, his spiritual power has broken one hundred, and his spiritual sense is accurate!

　　 How strong is this old man?

　　 Han Bing didn't know, but this knife would definitely kill him! And he is the fourth rank!

"Let me do it!"

　　 Lin Fan stood up at some point, bowed his head and walked forward. Han Bing wanted to stop him, but he hesitated for a while and didn't say anything.

I saw Lin Fan walked up to Uncle Qin, grasped the tight hand that was about to be cut off at any time, choked and said, "Grandfather Qin, Xiao Fan is here to send you the last ride! Xiao Fan is here to assure you, you Xiao Fan will help you kill that alien race!"

　　 Uncle Qin put down his tight hand, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a ding.

　　 Lin Fan gently laid Uncle Qin flat on the ground, brushing his anger and wide eyes with his hands, UU reading www.uukānshu.com whispered, "You can rest now!"

　　 The serene atmosphere in the air disappeared in an instant with Lin Fan's words, only the sound of the wind whistling, and an old man lying still, his face no longer hideous, extremely peaceful, as if he was asleep.

On this day, with the help of Han Bing, Lin Fan sent Uncle Qin to cremation, burial, and carved his own stone tablet. Uncle Qin had already carved it himself. He was next to the huge stone tablet that he died. He wanted to accompany his brothers. .

　　 Lin Fan also knew for the first time what Uncle Qin’s full name is, Qin Dezhu.

　　 Mother Wu is here too! Send Uncle Qin the last ride!

　　 Lin Fan went back to the orphanage to tidy up Uncle Qin's belongings. There was almost nothing, and he had lived this life simply and concisely, without children or relatives.

"You hold this knife. This is what your grandfather Qin left you. It has been explained before. During your absence, he often mentions you and tells the children the story of you being naughty when you were a kid. Every time someone He is always proud of saying that your grades are the first place in Windy City. On the day your culture class came out, Windy City ranked first and Nanyang City ranked first. He was always happy, and he drank a lot of alcohol. Don’t overdo it. Sad, live well with the faith of Old Qin." Mother Wu touched Lin Fan's head and comforted.

　　 "Yeah." Lin Fan nodded heavily, his eyes red again.

He carried the long box on his back, looked at the welfare institution, looked at Wu Ma, and turned away. The medals were buried with Uncle Qin. Now there is only one knife in the long box. He wants to carry this handle. Slay the enemy with a knife, and one day, he will kill all the foreign races who are attacking humans. This is also Uncle Qin's wish.

　　 In this life, he made a ambition for others for the first time.

　　 This night, Lin Fan dreamed of a million soldiers! It seems that Uncle Qin is among them...