The years are like flowing, time is like water, and a year flies by in a snap of a finger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the two iconic ancestor mechs of Qinling Academy, students who came and went were busy taking pictures, and many students wept for the imminent separation.

Qin Mo and the others graduated, the sun and the moon rotated, and the three years of recall seemed like a moment, just like yesterday.

At noon on this day, Xu Mingcheng beckoned everyone from the fourth class of enthusiasm and the third class of the rampaging class to take a photo.

Qin Mo, Nie Xiaolong, and Taomu Wushuang leaned together, staring at the beauties as if the second hand was turning.

"Blind, you can't see, what are you doing with your head?" Qin Mo saw that Xiaolong also followed him and Taomu to see the beauties, and asked him curiously.

"I'm looking at temperament, temperament." Xiaolong successfully advanced to the final semester and became a Force Warrior, and the Force sense is clearer than the eyes can see.

Momoki Musou has lost the cold and dead air he had when he first came, and now his heart is burning like the sun, full of passion.

In the last year, he felt the power of "creation", and later felt the power of a grass, and his soul became nirvana, and in just one year he rushed to the ninth stage of breathing.

I have to say that Peachwood Wushuang's talent is no less than that of Qin Mo and Nie Xiaolong.

Xu Mingcheng and Baili Weiyang have been noisy for several years, and finally got together.

"You three come over here and take pictures!" In the distance, under the mecha, Xu Mingcheng shouted.

Just when Qin Mo and others were taking pictures, two young men named Zitao appeared on the side of the road next to each other.

Everyone was busy with trivial matters, and Mei Qingqiu called everyone together.

It was also the last time that the six people came to Mei Qingqiu's office as students.

Mei Qingqiu looked at a few students and got up with a smile, and said, "Your graduation task is to guard the 'Sunset Town', as for the time, your recruits generally won't exceed half a year." ”

Everyone listened, the graduation task was their real combat mission, and the "Sunset Town" knew that they had to fight with the strange beasts on the periphery when they heard the name.

"Xiaolong's mission is something else, what's wrong with a few of you."

Several people shook their heads, the school had already made public this year's graduation mission, most of them were going to the border area, and the danger level was about the same.

Mei Qingqiu has nothing to say, she taught everything she could, and in the last year, she conducted intensive training for two classes, and often took them to the field to experience and conduct actual combat.

Walking out of Mei Qingqiu's office, everyone remembered the goals set by the teacher for everyone when they first came to university.

"Teacher, I haven't made it to the red list yet." Xu Mingcheng walked out of the office and shouted back in frustration.

"Hehehe." Mei Qingqiu in the office smiled happily, but her eyes were a little red, "Then continue to work hard." ”

Xu Mingcheng endured no tears and saluted to the office: "Yes!" ”

Baili Weiyang silently wept, she made it to the red list last year, and although she was kicked off soon, she at least proved her potential.

A month ago, she had successfully evolved into an Force Warrior.

As for Xu Mingcheng and Tao Fei, both of them were breathing seven stages.

The appearance of the two has changed a lot now, and they are no longer the ignorant teenagers of the past, but now they are real warriors, men who can take charge of themselves.

Tao Fei stood outside the door and said with a serious face: "Teacher, when I become an Force Warrior, I will definitely cook you a table of meals." ”

"Okay, teacher, remember." Mei Qingqiu's voice was a little choked, after three years of nursing, she had already regarded them as relatives, and now that they were about to go to the battlefield, the sadness of separation still made her feel a little out of control.

Qin Mo followed everyone out of the school, and after everyone returned to their respective homes, he turned around and returned to school.

Creak!

Mei Qingqiu and the other students couldn't hold back anymore as soon as they left, and their tears were like the water of the Yellow River bursting its embankment, out of control.

Qin Mo pushed the door in, and it was the first time he saw Mei Qingqiu crying so sadly.

"Makes you laugh." Mei Qingqiu looked up at Qin Mo after crying, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"I understand."

When Mei Qingqiu faced this mature teenager again, she couldn't help but think of the dead Qin Huanghuang, they were really similar, especially those eyes.

In the past three years, Qin Mo also felt that Mei Qingqiu's feelings for him were very complicated, not like a student or a couple, but more like a relative.

He had also investigated since he heard about Qin Huanghuang, and it was similar to what Mei Qingqiu said, and he could basically determine that this Qin Huanghuang should be his grandfather's son.

In other words, Qin Huanghuang is his uncle.

In fact, he and Mei Qingqiu also had a doubt, or they both had a strange feeling in their hearts, and they always felt that the relationship between him and Qin Huanghuang was not as simple as an uncle and nephew.

This is also the reason why he turned back to Mei Qingqiu.

"Can you tell me about him?" Qin Mo saw that Mei Qingqiu's mood was stable, so he asked directly.

Mei Qingqiu got up and walked to the bathroom to wash her face, came back to look at Qin Mo and said, "You have nothing to do with him." ”

Qin Mo had a serious expression on his face, "He is my uncle, I should be qualified to know about him." ”

Mei Qingqiu glanced back at Qin Mo, smiled bitterly and said, "Since you want to listen, I'll tell you to listen." ”

For more than 20 years, she has never been able to forget him, and now telling his story to the descendants of the Qin family can be regarded as breaking a knot.

Next is what Mei Qingqiu said about Qin Huanghuang.

When Qin Mo returned home, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and his mind was full of Qin Huanghuang at this moment.

"The six reincarnation fingers, is it really greasy?"

Qin Mo recalled that his father had talked about his grandfather, most of which was about the family exercises.

According to his father, Qin Mu, the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" was originally an ancient swordsmanship, but although it was created, no one has ever practiced all six paths, let alone transcended the "Six Paths of Reincarnation".

Later, his grandfather practiced, and with Qin Mo's current vision, he thought that he was no worse than his grandfather when he was young, after all, he was standing on the shoulders of the big era and saw farther.

"Suppose, if grandpa reaches a point where no one has ever done it before......"

Fengqing is not at home with a task, Qin Mo is constantly deducing the possibility of things alone, Qin Huanghuang has a conflict with his father Qin Wufang, so in a fit of anger, he learns how to "cut the flesh and return the mother, and remove the bones to return the father".

Qin Mo felt that the contradiction was here, his grandfather had been dead for an unknown number of years, why didn't Qin Huanghuang commit suicide earlier, but died many years later?

Could it be that he is angry with a dead man?

"Grandpa is not dead!" This is the conclusion that Qin Mo came to after thinking about it for a long time, and it may exist in another unknown way.

Qin Wufang is the source of the Qin family's rampage bloodline, Qin Mo was lucky not to have an accident several times when he went berserk, no matter why he had to prepare in advance, especially this terrible "rampage bloodline" like the curse of death.

In the second half of the night, Qin Mo fell into a deep sleep, allowing his body to get the best rest.

Early the next morning, Qin Mo took a shovel and came to a cemetery in the countryside.

This is not a cemetery of the kind of city type, but an old-fashioned rural mound.

In the huge field, a tombless tomb stood alone under a thick locust tree, and Qin Mo stood in front of the grave in silence for a long time.

"I'm digging the ancestral grave for the truth, grandpa, don't blame me." Although Qin Mo did not believe in ghosts and gods, it was still necessary to respect his ancestors, even as a grandson, he could not dig the ancestral grave for no reason.

After Qin Mo finished praying, he kowtowed three more times, grabbed the shovel and began to move.