"Young Master......"

Tao Ding's voice came from afar.

He had already gotten the news and was standing outside the gate of the mansion waiting.

Seeing Ling Luoyu's figure, he hurriedly beckoned.

"Grandpa Tao......"

Ling Luoyu stepped forward with a big laugh and accepted the gifts brought by Ling Feifeng, and then came to Ling Mansion with Tao Ding.

When Ling Yunfeng heard the news, he had already come out.

"Feather ......"

Before he got close, Ling Luoyu took off his clothes and knelt down, kowtowing heavily.

"Yu'er greets Daddy!"

"Get up, get up!" Ling Yunfeng felt sorry for his daughter, and hurriedly picked her up: "Don't kneel on the ground in the winter, hurt your body!" ”

"Dad, where is my second uncle? Why didn't you see him? ”

"He's in the barracks, and as the commander-in-chief, he can't take a break for the time being, but he said that he will come back to see you in the evening!"

Ling Bufan excused himself for the elderly and no longer cared about military and political affairs.

Because Ling Yunfeng has not been home for many years, he wants to stay at home temporarily, do his filial piety, and all the things in the army are in charge of Ling Yunxi alone.

In Ling's mansion, Ling Bufan hurried out, although he tried his best to endure it, but the old eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

"This kid will be gone for a few months......"

Ling Luoyu hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye, but was poked in the head by Ling Bufan's finger.

"You rabbit, you always have no home as soon as you leave the house!! I haven't written a letter to my family for so long! ”

"Grandpa, I was in Qiyun Sect a few days ago, isn't it inconvenient!"

Ling Bufan's eyes trembled suddenly, and then he lowered his eyes quietly.

"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to write a letter?!"

"I've written it, I'll write as soon as the Qiyun Sect comes out...... Didn't I tell you about my aunt?! ”

Ling Luoyu didn't notice the strangeness in Ling Bufan's eyes, and coquettishly grabbed his arm.

"Grandpa, I brought you something good in the Qiyun Sect!"

"What good things can you have?!"

Ling Luoyu's slender palm flipped over, and there was an extra sword.

"This is Broken Red, the first sword refined by Cen Jia, the world's first sword-casting master, and it can be a divine weapon!"

Broken red exudes an awe-inspiring coldness, making the originally warm afternoon a little more gloomy and cold.

Ling Bufan raised his hand to take it, and after swinging the sword, he couldn't help but admire.

"A good sword indeed!!"

"I also prepared a soft armor for my second uncle, which is invulnerable!"

Ling Bufan looked at it with satisfaction, with a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Rabbit cub, what is the intention...... What's in store for your dad?! ”

"Daddy......"

Ling Luoyu's face suddenly turned a little sneering, and he rubbed coquettishly in front of Ling Yunfeng.

"Dad, what I have for you...... I'm afraid you'll be upset! ”

Ling Yunfeng's eyes were full of love and doting: "Dad, as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter if you give a gift or something!" ”

"Actually...... It's not a gift, it's just a boxing book, I want my father to train Ling Jiajun! Dad, this time the Qiyun Sect really doesn't have any good things for Dad...... If I meet it next time, I'll definitely get it for my dad! ”

With Ling Yunfeng's cultivation, ordinary mundane things were just chicken ribs to him, and they were of no great use.

"You kid!" Ling Yunfeng rubbed her head with pity, and rubbed his cheeks with his big hands: "You have surprised your father enough!" ”

Ling Bufan played with the broken red, and suddenly looked at it when he heard the words.

"Yu'er, the best gift you gave your father was a whole one for him to play with...... When people are old, they want to take their grandchildren......"

Ling Luoyu: "......"

Again!!

She must have not read the yellow calendar when she went out today, and she encountered such an embarrassing topic.