"Since this is the case, grandpa will accept it, for the sake of the Feng family, grandpa should accept it even more."

Qi Feixue didn't pretend to be sad anymore, but said very seriously.

"You kid!" Speaking of the Feng family, Feng Lao is soft-hearted again, he has been fighting and working hard for the Feng family all his life, even if he is old, he is also dedicated to the Feng family.

Of course, he would not refuse something that was beneficial to the Feng family.

So in the end, Feng Lao still accepted the storage bag handed over by Qi Feixue.

can help Grandpa Feng a little, Qi Feixue is also very happy.

However, just like a natural treasure like Lingquan Water, she is not going to give it directly to Grandpa Feng.

lest they be coveted and harm him.

After giving the things to Grandpa Feng, Qi Feixue apologized seriously: "Grandpa, I'm sorry." ”

"Silly boy, why apologize? We are a family and don't need to say anything sorry! Feng Lao understood in his heart, but he wanted to be a rare and confused person.

"No, Xue'er wants to say that Xue'er may not be able to come to Fengfu again in the future."

Although she can come secretly, she will not come again on the surface.

She didn't want the three sects to implicate the Feng Mansion in order to pinch her!

Feng Lao had long understood in his heart, but when he really heard her say that he would not come back, he was also a little sad in his heart.

Qi'er is gone, and now even his daughter, his granddaughter, is leaving him?

Even if he could watch from afar, Feng Lao was still sad!

However, it only took a while, and Feng Lao packed up his emotions.

"It's okay, Xue'er's master is very strong, and grandpa can rest assured!"

Feng Lao didn't force it, "This Feng Yan sword Grandpa has promised you a long time ago, although it's a little late now, it's okay, you're still there!" ”

Grandpa Feng's hand suddenly had an extra sharp sword with a flaming red body.

As soon as Feng Yan's sword came out, Qi Feixue felt the scorching breath coming to his face.

This heat is not something that the body can feel, but the soul.

The heat of Feng Yan's sword seems to be able to scorch people's souls.

Qi Feixue was shocked for a moment, staring at Feng Yanjian for a while, but she still didn't take it.

"Grandpa, just leave it to the most potential descendants of the Feng family, Xue'er already has the best natal weapon."

As he spoke, Qi Feixue took out the phantom spirit that had recovered into a long sword.

"This sword is destined to be a phantom, she can change as she likes, and Xue'er has already made a contract with her, so Grandpa Feng Yan's sword should put it away!"

Feng Lao was shocked by the aura on the phantom's body the moment the phantom appeared.

Although the Feng Yan Sword is a divine sword handed down by the Feng family's ancestors, after such a long time, the Feng Yan Sword has been automatically sealed, and now it is naturally inferior to the Phantom Spirit Sword.

Thinking that now he can't help his granddaughter with anything, Feng Lao can't help but feel a little melancholy.

Qi Feixue soon found out, where did she see Grandpa Feng's loss, so she hurriedly stepped forward and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, don't be like this, you see Xue'er getting better and better, you should be happy!"

"But this should be thanks to my master, meeting my master is the luckiest thing in Xue'er's life!"

Speaking of Shizun, Qi Feixue's eyes are shining, there is worship and love in them, and there is a little little sweetness that no one knows.

"It's time to thank Jiu Gongzi, let's go, it's rude to leave your master outside alone for so long, you girl......"

Speaking of the Ninth Prince, Feng Lao couldn't stand anymore, his little granddaughter could have such a creation, he should really thank others.

He felt that his thanks just now were a little too insincere.

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