"Master, are you back?"

Back where Song Ning lived in the Song family, the maid at the door greeted Liang Lin respectfully.

"Ah."

Liang Lin nodded slightly.

Now, in that palace, an old man hurried to Liang Lin's side.

That was the old housekeeper of Song Ning's mansion.

"My lord, the Patriarch just sent his servants to invite all the disciples to go to the Song Family Hall to discuss some matters."

Liang Lin followed the guide and came to the Song family hall very quickly.

In the huge auditorium, there are a group of monks sitting. Everyone has a different aura. They are seated on both sides of the hall depending on the strength of their aura. The closer to the main seat in the center, the stronger the aura of the monks.

After Liang Lin arrived at the scene, he only found an edge seat to sit down.

After all the monks were seated, two figures appeared soon, attracting the attention of the monks present.

Patriarch of the Song Family!
This is a middle-aged man with gray hair, he walked straight to the main seat and sat down, exuding a heavy coercion from his body.

He has a handsome appearance, even though he is middle-aged, he only adds a bit of steady temperament.

Beside the Patriarch of the Song family, stood a woman in an indigo palace dress.

She has fair skin and delicate facial features, just like a woman walking out of an ancient painting, she looks gentle and virtuous.

The woman's eyes are clear and clean, without any vulgar thoughts,

I can't see any mixed emotions, a little cold, cold beyond the world.

Song Zhilan!
When Liang Lin saw this woman, the name appeared in his mind.

Song Ming's sister!
The monks present stood up one after another and saluted the Patriarch of the Song family.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the Patriarch of the Song family looked at the woman beside him: "Lan'er, don't lose face to my Song family when you go to the Fan family this time."

"The strength of these disciples is not bad. You can choose ten of these disciples and go to Fan's house with you."

Song Zhilan is just like her name.

Knowing the book and reasoning, showing the outside and the wisdom.

She nodded to the Patriarch of the Song family, and then looked at the monks present.

The eyes of the monks present were a little fanatical, following the eyes of the young girl, they were very active.

There are very few opportunities to go out with the core figures of the Song family, and they are rare.

When encountering such an opportunity, you can try your best to show your ability and strength, which will be valued by the Song family.It was also because of this that the monks present were very active and wanted to recommend themselves.

Song Zhilan's gaze skipped over the monks present, and her white fingers lightly pointed at a few of them.

"you you.….…"

The monks who were pointed out were all ecstatic, feeling that they would soon win the Song family's attention.

The doormen who were not pointed out looked decadent and shook their heads.

In less than a while, the number had reached nine. At this moment, all the monks present looked at Song Zhilan, showing themselves enthusiastically, wanting to get that hard-won opportunity.

However, Song Zhilan's eyes turned to the man who was on the edge, thinking about something silently, and his painting style was obviously different from other disciples.

"The last one is you."

The monks present couldn't believe it. They didn't know what was so special about this man with a severed arm that allowed this noble eldest daughter of the Song family to be picked out of all the monks present.

Seeing this, Liang Lin raised his head and met those ice-like eyes.

It's just that the latter moved away quickly.

.......
Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The monks present were a little speechless.

Bai Chen is also very twisted in his heart!
Now he feels, why does it seem that Liang Lin is the chosen one? He can be chosen in the most marginal corners?
Is he as handsome as himself? Has he stood out in the crowd?
Bai Chen's heart twisted, but thinking of the final result of the two of them, Bai Chen felt much more relaxed.

Song Ming carefully looked at the woman in the picture.

Already burst into tears.

He lost his mother since he was a child, and he has an unpleasant temper and doesn't like to practice.

However, he is the eldest son of the Song family and the only male child, and he is destined to take on the important responsibilities of the family.

Therefore, his father kept him under strict supervision and learned a lot.

Since he was a child, his sister has always been very kind to him, protecting him and accompanying him to grow up.

In his heart, besides his father, the most important people are his sister and Liang Lin.

However, Liang Lin refined his sister into a weapon spirit!
At this time, I saw my sister who took care of me meticulously in the past, and endless sadness filled my heart.

"If you didn't choose him to accompany you on this trip, wouldn't you know each other, and you wouldn't...

Song Ming muttered softly, his eyes were reddish.

He could imagine that it was at this time that his sister started to have entanglements with Liang Lin, which led to the following events and ended in such a tragic ending.

.......
Inside the artifact of ancient paintings.

An incomparably huge spaceship was flying forward smoothly amidst the heavy clouds.

This spaceship is extremely huge, and the long sail is the most obvious sign in the dense clouds.

On the long sail, there is a chic and elegant Song character, which is eye-catching.

The hull of this spaceship is all forged from extremely hard things in the world.

Every part of the hull is priceless, and the entire spaceship is even more priceless?
With this spaceship, it can be seen how rich the Song family's financial and material resources are!
Liang Lin stood on the edge of the spaceship, looking at the clouds beneath his feet.

Song Zhilan stood at the bow of the boat, her eyes were looking into the distance, she couldn't see the expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking about.

The other disciples stood behind Song Zhilan, happily praising the size of the spaceship and the Song family's financial resources.

There are also many monks who are trying to talk to the eldest daughter of the Song family!
However, the eldest daughter of the Song family didn't care about the compliments of the monks as if there was no one around her.

Liang Lin glanced at Song Zhilan.

In my mind, many memories appeared one by one.

Song Zhilan is not only beautiful, but also has a top-notch talent in cultivation. She is a rare daughter of heaven among the Song family's contemporaries.

The destination this time is the Fan family, which is also a branch of Kunwu's lineage.

And this eldest daughter of the Song family has a marriage contract with the young master of the Fan family. This time, she went to the Fan family to watch it according to the etiquette of the family.

The Song family is the purest direct bloodline of Kunwu's lineage, and the marriage with the Fan family is also to inherit Kunwu's pure bloodline.

This is the only way to conform to the development of the family.

And this woman is the victim of the cooperation between the two in some aspects!
Liang Lin looked at the woman on the bow seriously, and seemed to understand why this woman was so calm about the happy event of marriage.

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