Princess Against the World

"Master..."

Tao Ding's voice came from afar.

He had received the news a long time ago and was waiting outside the mansion gate.

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

"Grandpa Tao..."

Ling Luoyu laughed and stepped forward, took the gifts brought by Ling Feifeng to the servants, and then followed Tao Ding to Ling's mansion.

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

"Feather..."

Before approaching, Ling Luoyu pulled up his clothes and knelt down, kowtowing heavily.

"Yu'er pays respects to father!"

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

"Father, where's my second uncle? Why didn't you see him?"

"He's in the barracks. As the commander, he can't get away for the time being, but he said he will come back to see you at night!"

Ling Bufan used the excuse of taking care of his old age and stopped interfering with military affairs.

Since Ling Yunfeng hasn't been home for many years, he wants to stay at home temporarily, to fulfill his filial piety, and Ling Yunxi is in charge of everything in the army.

In Ling's mansion, Ling Bufan walked out quickly, although he tried his best to bear it, but his old eyes still couldn't help tears.

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

Ling Luoyu hurried forward to pay her respects, but Ling Bufan poked her forehead with a finger.

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

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

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

"Why don't you write letters if it's inconvenient?!"

"I wrote it, I wrote the letter as soon as I came out of Qiyunzong... Didn't I tell you about the eldest aunt?!"

Ling Luoyu didn't notice the strangeness in Ling Bufan's eyes, so she took his arm coquettishly.

"Grandpa, I brought you good things in Qiyunzong!"

"What good things can you have?!"

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

"This is Duanhong. It is the first sword forged by Cen Jia, the number one swordsmith in the world. It is a magic weapon!"

Duanhong exuded a cold air, making the originally warm afternoon a bit more gloomy.

Ling Bufan raised his hand to take it, and after swiping the sword, he couldn't help admiring.

"It's really a good sword!!"

"I also prepared a soft armor suit for Second Uncle, which is invulnerable!"

Ling Bufan looked over with satisfaction, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"You son of a bitch, do you really have a heart... What did you prepare for your father?!"

"father……"

Ling Luoyu's face suddenly became a little embarrassing, and she rubbed herself in front of Ling Yunfeng coquettishly.

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

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

"Actually... it's not considered a gift, it's just a boxing book. I want Dad to train the Ling family army! Dad, there really isn't anything good for Dad this time in the Qiyun Sect... If we meet again, I will definitely give it to you." Dad get it!"

With Ling Yunfeng's cultivation base, ordinary things are just tasteless to him and are of no great use.

"You child!" Ling Yunfeng rubbed her head lovingly, his big hands swaying his cheeks: "You have given dad enough surprises!"

Ling Bufan played with Duanhong, and immediately took a look at it when he heard the words.

"Yu'er, the best gift you can give your father is a whole little one for him to play with... When I get old, I want to take care of my grandson..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Come again! ! !

She certainly didn't read the almanac when she went out today, and encountered such embarrassing topics.