The hometown was even more timid, and when Gan Ping stood in a daze under the tall gatehouse of Gan Mansion, a tender green figure had already jumped in front of him. "Hey, who are you and what are you doing, why are you standing at the door of my house?" Although Gan Ping is only about fifteen years old now, his figure is already extremely tall, and the girl is standing in front of Gan Ping, but the top of her head can only reach the height of Gan Ping's chin.

was suddenly awakened, Gan Ping came back to his senses, and looked at the girl in front of him with a pair of eyes with interest, and the girl also looked at the handsome young man in front of him with curiosity. "Hey, what about you, who are you?what's the matter?" was swept away by Gan Ping's gaze, and the girl felt how indecent it was to meet a man so close and face-to-face, and said with a little shyness.

Looking at the girl's eyebrows, it was rare to be a little similar to Guan Ping, which made Huo'er, a clever ghost, a little puzzled, and looked at the girl in front of her with a pair of eyes purring. And its cute appearance immediately made the girl's eyes sparkle with Venus, and she looked at the little monkey with interest without blinking.

"Dare to ask if this is Ganfu?" Gan Ping asked softly after reining in his agitated mind. "I don't know if there is a person named Gan Ningcheng in the house?" When the girl heard Gan Ping's words, a pair of big eyes couldn't help but open immediately, as if she saw some monster, she looked Gan Ping up and down, "You, aren't you Gan Ping?"

Seeing Gan Ping nodding slightly, the girl didn't care about the fire, so she turned around and ran towards the gate, shouting loudly: "Dad, fourth uncle! My cousin Gan Ping is back!" However, the joy and excitement that flashed in the girl's eyes just now were not fake, and the family affection that was thicker than water made Gan Ping's heart warm slightly, and he didn't know what his relationship was with this girl.

With a noisy noise inside, the door creaked open, and a burly middle-aged man dressed in a staff costume strode out, followed by a group of people behind him, and the girl was in the ranks. "Daddy, it's him!" said the girl, pointing her finger at Gan Ping.

"Mo'er, don't mess around, don't look like a girl..." The man pretended to be angry and reprimanded the girl, but the serious and strong affection was deeply revealed. When the girl heard this, she quickly grimaced, stuck out her tongue, and stood behind the man prettyly, looking up and down at Gan Ping with a pair of wonderful eyes, with a cunning look in her eyes.

The middle-aged man forgot to glance at Gan Ping under the steps, and couldn't help but shout in his heart, what a handsome young man, without losing his heroic spirit in the huge waves, and Gan Ningcheng when he was young, he had a few points of resemblance. In his heart, he had already slightly identified Gan Ping's thoughts, but as the head of the family, he couldn't show it so obviously, not to mention that the young man hadn't revealed his identity yet.

Gan Ping hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, and asked, "Dare to ask if there is a person named Gan Ningcheng in the house?" The man raised his two sword eyebrows, his demeanor was very similar to Gan Ping's father, and he said: "Old man Gan Ningli, that Gan Ningcheng is the younger brother, I don't know..." Just now, there was already a burst of sound transmission in his ears, it was the monk who was enshrined in the family to tell him that the young man in front of him had a good cultivation, so he was so polite.

Before Gan Ningli's words were finished, Gan Ping pushed the golden mountain and fell to the ground like a jade pillar, and slammed his head on the ground, "The eldest uncle is on top, and the nephew Gan Ping visits the uncle!"

After calming down a little, Gan Ping felt better, and said to Gan Ningli: "Uncle, am I Gan Ping, don't you know if you ask my father? Dare to ask where he is?" Gan Ping had already swept through everyone just now, and there was no trace of Gan Ningcheng among them.

As he spoke, the crowd blocking the doorway suddenly parted, and a bone-chilling sound came, and a servant pushed a wooden wheelchair and walked out from behind the crowd. It's a pity that this rough man, who was originally burly, now has a sallow expression, his face is sallow and dry, and his cheeks on both sides have collapsed deeply.

Gan Ningcheng's pair of godless eyes widened, his hands waved wildly, and he shouted loudly: "Ping'er, where are you, Ping'er? Are you back?" Looking at Gan Ningcheng's two legs hanging weakly on the side of the wheelchair, as well as the godless eyes, Gan Ping's smile froze immediately, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Gan Ping was furious in his heart, but this emotion could not be expressed here and now, the words in his stomach were held back by him, and he had already jumped to Gan Ningcheng's wheelchair with an arrow step, knelt on the ground with both knees, and grabbed Gan Ningcheng's hands waving wildly, "Dad, Ping'er is here!"

No matter how confused and hesitant he was before, but after all, the love between father and son is thicker than water, seeing his father like this, how could he not let Gan Ping cry. When Gan Ningcheng heard Gan Ping's voice, he became excited, a pair of dry hands groped around Gan Ping's face, and muttered: "Good Ping'er, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, you've suffered all these years..." As he spoke, large tears rolled down his hollow eyes.

Hearing this, Gan Ping's tears rolled down uncontrollably, he had been away for so many years, what had his father endured, he was originally a hearty and rough man, but he was so weak, holding his father's thin big hand, and the weak pulse made Gan Ping's heart tighten.

Gan Ningli on the side couldn't help but sigh, and stepped forward to pat Gan Ping's shoulder, "Ping'er, there are many windy adults here, let's go into the house and talk about it." As he spoke, his gaze swept around, and several sneaky figures on the corner of the street came into his eyes.

Gan calmed down, put away his tears, took the handle of the wooden wheelchair from the hand of the servant, and walked towards the courtyard under the leadership of Gan Ningli, the door behind him slammed shut, bringing bursts of echoes.

It is undeniable that this Ganfu is indeed a big family, with carved beams and painted buildings along the way, rockeries and flowing water, row upon row. Gan Ping bowed slightly, and counted his father's thoughts for many years, far behind the crowd.

Coming to the hall, Gan Ningli sat on the main seat, looking at Gan Ping, who took care of his father carefully, with pity in his eyes, and his eyes were full of appreciation. This son's pure filial piety is really worthy of admiration, and he asked Gan Ping at the moment, "Ping'er, have you been learning art in Xianshan all these years?" That day, Xuan Mingzi coaxed Yu Gan Ningcheng and deceived Gan Ping as an eye.

But Gan Ping glanced at his father in a wheelchair, and did not mention this matter, who would have thought that the first-order primordial god master of Xuan Mingzi would do the bad thing of coaxing mortals and abducting children? But since this matter has passed, and he stands here safely, it is okay not to mention these past events, otherwise it will add a lot of trouble to his father.

At that moment, Gan Ping briefly told his experience over the years, only saying that he was accepted as a personal disciple by the immortal chief of Miaochengzong, and now he went down the mountain to practice, so he had time to find his father. Everyone nodded again and again, and Gan Ningli even introduced the middle heel in the house to Gan Ping one by one, and at the moment when the family was happy, there was a noise from afar outside the gate of Gan's mansion.

Gan Ningli frowned slightly, his face was a little gloomy, "Go out and take a look, what happened, there are no rules..." A person behind him answered the order and walked out. Gan Ping's eyes flashed, and he looked thoughtfully at the person who walked out, although the person was not very strong in body, but his cultivation already had a high-level level of qi refining, it seemed that there was no shortage of masters in this Gan family.

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