Indifference felt that he was wrong.

Really wrong.

He failed more than just his father.

He missed the childhood of his younger brother whom he had never met, but whom he loved at first sight, and he failed to live up to his brother's attachment and longing for his brother.

He has failed his subordinates who have been loyal to him from top to bottom of Endless Purgatory.

"Father, the child is wrong!" Indifference kowtowed again, looking extremely guilty.

"Child...... Don't go......"

"The child begs the father to let the child stay ......"

"Child...... I want to go home......"

“……”

Leng Qing's hand trembled slightly, and he patted his indifferent shoulder: "It's good to come back...... It's good to be back! ”

Leng Qing has been waiting for this day for more than ten years, looking forward to it day and night, and his proudest and proudest biological son in this life can go home and return to him......

"Ahem......" The emotion was momentarily excited, and Leng Qing couldn't help but cough a few times.

Indifferent, his face panicked: "Father! Your injuries ......"

"No problem." Leng Qing waved his hand: "Yao Lao has found a way to cure his father, and it is only a matter of time before he recovers." ”

"You're back, the people of Jin Lingdu must have been dealt with, right?"

When it came to business, he calmed down a little on his indifferent face and nodded: "It's almost the same, this time the people from the southern and northern factions are here to get involved, and there are still some tails in the follow-up, and I still need to go to Jinlingdu in person." ”

In the last sentence, indifference obviously has a bit of a tone of settling accounts.

As a father, Leng Qing would not doubt that indifference would speak wildly, but how worried was he? ”

nodded indifferently: "Father, I have been walking outside all these years, not just for cultivation, I will tell my father in detail about the specific matters in the future." ”

"Now, as long as the leaders of the top factions in Jinling Capital are not wine bags and rice bags, they will not be looking for endless purgatory trouble in this special period."

There are words in the indifferent words, and there is something faintly revealed.

As the lord of a city and an indifferent biological father, Leng Qing naturally heard the deep meaning.

But when Leng Qing said this indifferently, Leng Qing didn't ask any further.

"How's your cultivation going over the years?" Leng Qing said with concern.

Hearing this, his face was slightly ashamed: "Father, the child is stupid, after so many years, he is still one line away from being promoted to the king of war." ”

There is only one line away from the Battle King, and that is the Martial Monarch level.

And the indifference to a martial artist, the complete victory over the land battle king who has been promoted to the war king for many years, the real strength can be imagined.

But these are not worth mentioning in terms of indifference.

But even if there is an interval of more than ten years, if you can advance all the way from the fifteenth order, and you can touch the battle king level with only one line, how many people can do it?

Leng Qing wasn't too surprised, but took it for granted, this is his son, and he should be so proud!

"Don't push yourself too hard, and practice with the flow." Leng Qing encouraged, and suddenly his voice changed, "But your kid's talent is a little worse than Luo Boy's, before you were eighteen years old, you worked hard to cultivate until you reached the tenth order spiritual cultivation, and Luo Boy easily became a tenth-order demon spirit cultivator at the age of eighteen." ”

Speaking of his youngest son, Leng Qing was full of pride, and turned his face in a second and unceremoniously "complained" about his eldest son.

Hearing this, he was slightly stunned for a moment: "It turns out that the younger brother is a demon spirit cultivator, and he is indeed stronger than my eldest brother." ”

There is only pride and joy in his indifferent heart, and his cultivator is naturally unmatched.

Leng Qing thought of something, his face was slightly constricted, and he said indifferently: "Mo'er, Luo Xiaozi must have been haunted by his father's injury this time, thinking that he himself was involved in endless purgatory, but in fact, it is not-"

"It's for the father, taking this opportunity, to deliberately get hurt!"

(End of chapter)