"Young Master..."

Tao Ding's voice came from afar.

He had already received the news and was standing outside the door of the mansion waiting.

Seeing Ling Luoyu's figure, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Grandpa Tao..."

Ling Luoyu laughed and walked forward, took the gifts Ling Feifeng brought to the servants, and then followed Tao Ding to Ling Mansion.

Ling Yunfeng had already come out when he heard the news.

"Yu'er..."

Before he approached, Ling Luoyu lifted his clothes and knelt down heavily.

"Yu'er pays homage to dad!"

"Get up, get up quickly!" Ling Yunfeng felt sorry for his daughter and quickly helped her up: "Don't kneel on the ground in the middle of winter, it hurts your body!"

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

"He is in the military camp. As the head coach, he can't get away for the time being, but he said he would come back to see you in the evening!"

Ling Bufan used the excuse of retirement and no longer involved in military and political affairs.

Because Ling Yunfeng had not returned home for many years, he wanted to stay at home for the time being and fulfill his filial piety. All the things in the army were controlled by Ling Yunxi.

In the Ling Mansion, Ling Bufan quickly stepped out. Although he tried his best to endure it, tears still emerged from his old eyes.

"This kid has been away for several months..."

Ling Luoyu hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects, but Ling Bufan poked his forehead with a finger.

"You bastard always lose your home as soon as you leave the house!! I haven't written a letter to your home for so long!"

"Grandpa, I was inconvenient to be in Qiyun Sect a few days ago!"

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

"If you are not convenient, don't have to write a letter?!"

"I wrote it, as soon as the Qiyun Sect came out, I wrote a letter... Didn't I tell you about my eldest aunt's affairs?!"

Ling Luoyu did not notice the strangeness in Ling Bufan's eyes, and acted coquettishly and took his arm.

"Grandpa, I brought you good things in Qiyun Sect!"

"What good things can you have?!"

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

"This is Duanhong, the first sword refined by Cen Jia, the world's number one sword-making master. It is a magic weapon!"

The Broken Red exudes a chilling air, which adds a bit of cold air to the originally warm afternoon.

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

"It's indeed a good sword!!"

"I also prepared a soft armor and robes for my second uncle, which are invulnerable!"

Ling Bufan looked over with satisfaction, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Baby, do you have the intention to...What have you prepared for your father?!"

"father……"

Ling Luoyu's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he acted coquettishly and rubbed against Ling Yunfeng.

"Dad, what I prepared for you...I'm afraid you will be unhappy!"

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

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

With Ling Yunfeng's cultivation level, ordinary common things are just useless to him and have no use.

"You kid!" Ling Yunfeng rubbed her head with great care, and his big hands swayed on his cheeks: "You have given enough surprises to your father!"

Ling Bufan played with Duan Hong and immediately saw it at a glance when he heard this.

"Yu'er, the best gift you give to your father is to play with a small person... When you get old, you want to take care of your grandson..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Come again!!!

Today she went out because she didn't read the almanac, and she encountered such an embarrassing topic.
Chapter completed!