[Sword Three] Hua Ge's Growth Diary of Zhuang Hua's Father-In-Law

[Foreword: Leave it for now and wait until you have enough collection before opening it. Although the male protagonist's soul is 46 years old, his account number is 20 years old. So he has rejuvenated, looks younger than Zhuang Hua, and is permanently locked at 20 years old. He is a cloud player! I have forgotten many of the jokes about Jian Wang III. Lin Chengze, former prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, male majoring in modern engineering. Six out of forty this year Traveled through time again... But this time he wore the trumpet of Jian San Wan Hua Milk Flower, and the ID was the one he took when he was in the second grade of middle school - "Who is fighting the Jian Qi Flower?" "Who is fighting Jianqihua? Senior brother, are you okay?" Lin Chengze (trying to struggle): "Wait, wait a moment... Junior Sister, can we... Change our title?" Junior sister (innocent): "Ah? What should I change my name to?" Lin Chengze (reasonable): "Don't you think... This name is a bit... Too long?" Junior sister (thinking seriously): "Yes! But isn't your name just 'Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower?'" Lin Chengze (desperate): "... How about you call me Senior Brother Lin?" Junior Sister (Congshan Ruliu): "Okay! Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower? Senior Brother Lin!" Lin Chengze: "..." Save... Life... "Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower? Senior brother, let's go this way!" "Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower? Senior brother, you seem a little strange today?" Lin Chengze had given up correcting him and looked hopeless. After meeting Pei Yuan: Pei Yuan (raised his head, expressionless): "Who is fighting the Jianqi Flower? You are here." Lin Chengze (final struggle): "Senior brother... Disciple, if you dare, why don't you... Call me Lin Chengze?" Pei Yuan (gave him a faint glance, his tone unquestionable): "In the sect, you should call him by his name. Your name is "Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower?" What's wrong with that? " Lin Chengze: "..." I was speechless. After Pei Yuan finished explaining the business and turned to leave, he seemed to remember something and turned around and added: "By the way, who is fighting the Jianqi Flower? I have something to tell you. Go pick some Polygala under the three-star moon. " Listening to Pei Yuan read out this idiot ID in his cold and serious voice, Lin Chengze finally collapsed completely. "What the hell is this place?! Are there any normal people left?! Who came up with this shitty name? ! Oh, I caused it myself... Then it's okay...(Even more desperate)" With this shameful ID being called seriously by all NPCs in Wanhua Valley every day, he is almost dead. Until he finally found his daughter and son-in-law Father Lin has a 20-year-old face, but his eyes are that of a weathered 46-year-old. Seeing Lin Qianya and Ye Ying from a distance, I was so excited that my eyes instantly turned red. He completely forgot that his current body was not that of a vicissitudes of life, but a fresh disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers. He rushed forward and hugged his daughter, his voice choked with sobs. : "Ya'er! My Ya'er! Dad finally found you! The sky has eyes!" Lin Qianya: "???" Being hugged by a strange young man, she instinctively wanted to push away, but when she heard this extremely familiar voice and tone, she froze instantly. "Son-in-law, I am your father-in-law!" Ye Ying:? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! … … … Dead silence all around Passers-by/people from the same family: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ Watching in shock, this young Wanhua disciple hugged a woman who was obviously the wife of the owner of Hidden Sword Villa and called her daughter. A passerby (whispering): "This... This senior brother seems to be in his infancy, how can he have a daughter who looks the same age? This... This is inconsistent with etiquette!" Only then did Father Lin react, his old face turned red, and he quickly let go of his daughter, trying to explain: "Uh... This... It's a long story, I actually..." He took a deep breath and said sadly: "I'm actually already forty-six years old!" There was silence. At this time, Pei Yuan happened to be passing by. When he heard this, he stopped and looked at Father Lin up and down with his cold eyes that could see through life and death. Then he spoke slowly in his unique and calm tone: "Oh? That's it." "Who is fighting the Sword Qi Flower, junior brother?" He deliberately pronounced his full name clearly. "You are really... Young, just a handful of years old." Poof——! There are people around who can't help laughing. Father Lin: "..." In his heart: Pei Yuanwo@￥%... Ye Ying/Lin Qianya: "!!!" The couple was shocked again by the complete name at the same time. Expression management failed completely, leaving only a huge confusion and embarrassment that mixed "I heard you right just now" and "Is this name really my father's?" Lin Qianya spoke with difficulty, trying to save some of her father's dignity: "Dad... Your name... Is very... Unique..." Ye Ying followed his wife, trying to maintain politeness and calmness: "... Father-in-law, your nickname is... Unique." Zhuang Hua may have never been so at a loss for words in her life. Until the battle of Zhulong Palace, when his son-in-law Ye Ying was about to lose his temper, he took out the [Big Sweet Potato] with a strange light and read out an even more shameful password: "Miska! Mosca! Big sweet potato!" The next second, the sky cracked. Ten thousand "chivalrous men" with colorful hair, strange costumes, and shouting strange words descended from the sky: "What the hell?! I had an unexpected encounter? Will the Zhulong Palace fight again?" "Who pulled me?! I haven't even fought yet!" "Zhuang Hua! Live Zhuang Hua! I've been your fan for ten years!" "Master Tiance is so handsome! I took a screenshot!" "Is there a boss? Is there a boss? I'll help you drive the stakes!" "Chun Yangluo is invincible! Enter the circle by yourself! Don't care if it explodes!" "Wow! My master looks so ordinary... I should have known he would defect to the master of the village..." Ye Hui:? ? ? Ye Ying's hand holding the sword trembled slightly: "..." Li Chengen dodged a group of "Tiance disciples" who were trying to climb on the horse's back, collapsed and shouted: "Master Ye! Is this really the person you are hiding the sword with?!" Master Xuanzheng looked at the "Shaolin disciple" with his bald head and shorts dancing in the social circle, and he almost crushed his prayer beads: "Is this an Arhat... Or a demon?" And Lin Wanhua, former prime minister and now dad, Chengze, is chasing after Ye Ying to gain blood: "Son-in-law, don't be afraid! The breeze has dispersed the spring mud!" "Shui Yue Long Needle! Boobs! Daddy has big boobs!" Ye Ying: "... Father-in-law, what do you mean by this?" Everyone: "... Wanhua's medical skills have reached the point where the words can be followed?!" ——This is a dimensionality-reducing blow to the martial arts world caused by the fourth natural disaster. [Reading Guide North]: 1. Sweet text, high-energy throughout, cross-server chat, chicken and duck talk 2. Zhuang Hua was confused throughout the whole process, her father-in-law continued to die, and the players were crazy about their activities. 3. Also known as "About the fact that I attracted 10,000 players from another world to push the Zhulong Palace" and "What should I do if my father-in-law's ID is too shameful" 4. This is a derivative fanfic of another main text on the home page. It is a separate book from the personal perspective of Zhuang Hua's father-in-law. Reopen after reaching 100 collections. In the early stage, let me have a secret concert by myself first. Concept: The sand sculpture is funny and breaks the fourth wall