But painting around, he found that Ling Tian always painted the patterns, so he didn't take care of them later.

As long as he is happy, anyway, even if he is stupid all his life, his old man can afford it.

Before long, Yan Zhong brought a stack of paper, which was full of black and white graffiti, much like painting homework collected from kindergarten.

But yexuanchen got up from his chair excitedly. He grabbed the paper in Yan Zhong's hand and looked through it with trembling hands.

Looking at each one, yexuan's eyes were almost red on the spot.

Maybe others can't understand it, but he can see it at a glance. This is the text of the immortal world.

It is called "Rune".

And there is only one sentence on all the paper, that is "night Xuan morning, can't forget."

When you look at the back, the number of words decreases slowly.

There is only one name - "night xuanchen"

Finally - "xuanchen"

Finally - "morning"

No matter a few words, it will fill the whole paper.

Night xuanchen loves to close his eyes. He seems to fantasize that at a certain time and place, Ling Tian is constantly forgetting the past for some reason. He wants to remember, he doesn't want to forget him, so this way to remind himself.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Taizong couldn't help asking when he looked at the paper and almost ran to tears.

What's so exciting about this?

And you're excited. Don't break my grandson's graffiti. He'll keep it.

Night xuanchen was pulled back by Yan Taizong. He squeezed out a smile and said, "sorry, I think these graffiti have a sense of art, so I'm a little excited."

Then he handed the paper back to Yan Zhong.

"Hey, good boy, good taste, I think so." Yan Taizong's face immediately smiled and blossomed. Anyway, he felt the same way that someone boasted that his baby was excellent.

Yexuan nodded approvingly and then said, "the old man, I have something else to do. I'll leave first and visit you another day."

He has only one idea in his mind now, that is, he wants to see Ling Tian and can't wait to see him.

Yan Taizong nodded when he saw him say so. "Go, my old man is used to it alone."

This is the truth, not the irony.

Yexuan's mind had already flown away, so Yan Taizong nodded, and he immediately left the garden in a hurry.

……

Ling family

The old man of the Ling family sat on the throne, and his eagle like eyes fell on the nearby Ling Tian.

Ling Tian also sat on the chair with light eyes and expressionless face. He didn't mean to take the initiative to speak at all.

The old man of the Ling family narrowed his eyes and took the initiative to say, "didn't you promise me to give Ling Feng a chance to enter the anti scale team last time? Why did you give the quota to a boy you didn't know?"

If the Ling family wants to stand firm in the military for a long time, someone must stand firm against the scales.

But Ling Tian now has no control over it, so he can only put his plans on other future generations.

Ling Tian said faintly, "I didn't promise."

Ling Zhongshi's eyes sank. Last time, Ling Tian didn't agree, but he didn't object. He thought he was acquiescence.

Just about to speak, Ling Tian's phone rang.

The phone was called by yexuanchen. Lingtian picked it up and immediately heard yexuanchen's voice in an inexplicable tone: "Lingtian, I miss you."