He had already received the news and was waiting outside the gate of the mansion.
Vision Ling Luoyu's figure, hastily greets but comes.
"Grandfather Tao..."
Ling Luoyu laughs and goes forward and takes the gift from Ling feifeng. People accept it. This comes with Tao Ding to Ling Fu.
Ling Yunfeng heard the news and had already met him.
"Yu'er..."
Before approaching, Ling Luoyu lifted her clothes and knelt and kowtowed heavily.
"Yu'er, please give my father my regards!"
"Get up, get up!" Lingyunfeng loves her daughter, and quickly hands her up: "don't kneel on the ground in winter, hurt your body!"
"Dad, where's my second uncle? Why didn't you see him? "
"He's in the barracks. As a commander-in-chief, he can't get away for the moment, but he said he would come back to see you in the evening."
Ling Bufan, on the pretext of providing for the aged, no longer cares about the military and political affairs.
Because Ling Yunfeng hasn't been home for many years, he wants to stay at home temporarily and do his best to be filial to the son of man. All the things in the army are in charge of by Ling Yunxi alone.
Ling Fu, Ling Bufan quickly meet, although trying to bear, but old eyes can not help floating tears.
"This child, a few months away..."
Ling Luoyu hurriedly went to greet him and was stabbed on the forehead with Ling Bufan's finger.
"You son of a bitch, you always have no home when you leave home!! I haven't written to my family for so long! "
"Grandfather, I was in qiyunzong the other day. It's not convenient!"
Ling Bufan's eyes suddenly trembled for a moment, and then dropped his eyes in silence.
"You don't have to write if it's inconvenient!"
"Yes, as soon as I was surprised, I wrote a letter Didn't I tell you about the big aunt? "
Ling Luoyu didn't notice Ling Bufan's unusual vision, so she took his arm in a coquettish way.
"Grandfather, I brought you some good things in qiyunzong."
"What good things can you have?"
Ling Luoyu's soft palm turned over and added a sword.
"This is duanhong, the first sword refined by Cen Jia, the first sword casting master in the world. It can be regarded as a sharp weapon of divine weapons."
Broken red exudes a chill, so that the original warm afternoon, a bit more cold air.
Ling Bufan raised his hand to take it. After a sword was waved, he could not help admiring.
"It's really a good sword!"
"I've also prepared a soft armor suit for my second uncle, which is invulnerable!"
Ling Bufan satisfied to see over, with a smile around the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.
"You son of a bitch, you have a heart What did you prepare for your father? "
"Dad..."
Ling Luoyu's face suddenly has some accolades, coquettishly rubs in front of lingyunfeng.
"Dad, what I prepared for you I'm afraid you won't be happy! "
Ling Yunfeng's eyes are full of love and doting: "Dad, as long as you are happy, gifts and what, it doesn't matter!"
"In fact It's not a gift. It's just a boxing manual. I want dad to train Ling Jiajun! Dad, this time qiyunzong really has nothing good for him If I meet you next time, I'll get it for Dad! "
To Ling Yunfeng's accomplishments, ordinary worldly things, to him, they are just chicken ribs, not of great use.
"You child Ling Yunfeng affectionately rubbed her head, big hands whirling cheek: "you give dad enough surprise!"
Ling Bufan is playing with the broken red, smell speech immediately a look over.
"Yu'er, the best gift you can give your father is to make a small one for him to play with When you are old, you want to bring your grandson... "
Ling Luoyu:
Come again!!!
Today, she went out of the house without looking at the almanac. She was confronted with such embarrassing topics.
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