They first saw this woman in a light blue outfit, with her long hair tied simply and neatly on her head.
Although she was not wearing fancy clothes, her appearance was unparalleled, she was young and beautiful, but her aura had an aura and calmness that did not belong to her age.
She has a temperament that seems to have been acquired through many things and experiences, and she doesn't look like a girl in her early twenties at all.
At that time, Miss Guanyin was frail and sickly. Although she was extremely intelligent and was known as Zhuge, the daughter of the Xiao family, she ultimately lacked the momentum of some high-ranking people.
But the woman in front of her has a soft and elegant temperament, but it is just a mask. She is neither arrogant nor impetuous. She is clearly a person with a hidden edge and a hidden sword in her heart!
But it’s time to call him “Young Lord”.
While they were talking, Zhou Rugu and Chen Ning both came up one after another to pay homage to their father - "Father!"
The two of them looked at the sons who were sent to Ming Lanruo. They all looked good, especially Chen Ning, who was completely on his own.
The two old fathers were very satisfied.
Mr. Chen looked at Ming Lanruo deeply. "You are better than your master. Xiao Shuai will be very happy to see you now. You will have a successor."
Ming Lanruo smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to gesture to Sister Hong, Song and Tang, and others: "My uncles praised me a lot, but Rong Lanruo recommended me. This is the real representative of Northeastern Red Blood. Have you seen it?"
Zhou Yuanwai saw Song and Tang at first sight. He rubbed his eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "Song...you are the military advisor of Song!"
The most energetic and sharp-edged young genius strategist around Xiao Shuai back then, his former savior, is now such a thin and disabled old man!
Military Advisor Song looked at his old friend and smiled innocently: "Zhou Mian, Captain Zhou, no, when we parted twenty years ago, Commander Xiao had already made you a Major General. It's time to call you General Zhou!"
Zhou Yuanwai could not help but take a few steps over, supported his wheelchair, and tremblingly touched his empty trousers: "Commander, your legs!"
Military Advisor Song looked calm: "It's good to be alive."
Zhou Yuanwai is a sweetheart. He couldn't help hugging Military Advisor Song and burst into tears: "I can't help my benefactor. I shouldn't have listened to your withdrawal in the first place!"
Ming Lanruo looked at it and knew that it was another tragic war story from the past.
She sighed softly, ordered Chunhe to open the back room of the study, and sent the two of them to reminisce about old times.
As for Mr. Chen, he kept looking at Sister Hong steadily, his eyes complicated and surging: "Ating, you are still alive."
The scar on Hong Ting's face throbbed slightly. She turned her face away to prevent him from seeing the scar on her face. She said without any expression, "General Chen, you are fine."
As she spoke, she even hid behind Guan Yuecheng.
It was also the first time that Ming Lanruo saw Aunt Hongting, who was always cold and stern, evasive, and she sighed silently.
These elders back then were really...
Time cannot be turned back. I don’t know how many past stories have become regrets in these twenty years of separation and death.
Seeing this, Guan Yuecheng secretly shook his head and looked at Mr. Chen: "General Chen, we parted ways in Jiangnan a few years ago, and we haven't seen each other for some time. Why don't we sit down and talk in detail."
Although Mr. Chen still looked at Hongting, he nodded: "Okay, I just have something to ask Brother Guan for advice."
Seeing the red-blooded leaders from the eighteen provinces gathering here, each recounting the past and discussing the present.
Grandma Wang couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought we would be reunited one day."
Ming Lanruo held the tea and smiled faintly: "There is a time to ride the wind and waves, hang up the cloud sails and sail across the sea, our ship is about to 'set sail'!"
This is a meeting of old friends and a grand meeting for the Red Blood orphans! It is also a prelude to the Red Blood Legion’s return to the light of day!
"Mommy, are you ready for the ceremony?" Ming Lanruo asked softly.
Grandma Wang nodded: "Everything is ready. November 18th is the day when Xiao Shuai sent troops to Northern Xinjiang from the capital."
Ming Lanruo looked at the continuous drizzle outside the window and said softly: "Yes, it's time for those lonely souls to return to the team."
She wants Emperor Ming to be afraid, want him to suffer, want him to personally rectify the names of the Xiao family and the Red Blood Legion, and personally ignite this prairie fire! This chapter has been completed!
