"Sister Xiaoqing, what's the matter?" Ling Feng couldn't help asking when seeing Xiaoqing just pulling himself away.
"Ah! I almost forgot, it's all you! There are guests at home." Xiaoqing suddenly woke up when he heard Ling Feng's question, staring at him, "It's Muronghu from the Murong family in the north."
"What does he come to our house for? It's useless to talk to me, my lord." Ling Feng couldn't help frowning.
"I don't know either. The lady asked me to come to you. He said that you need to know about this." Xiaoqing touched her little nose inexplicably and rolled her eyes.
"Huh? Why are your clothes torn like this?" Xiaoqing asked in surprise when he saw that the clothes on Ling Feng's back had been torn into rags.
"Hehe... I accidentally hit it during practice." Ling Feng smiled bitterly.
"Isn't it hurt? Let me see, if your wife knows that you put yourself in this way, she will be heartbroken!" Xiaoqing anxiously turned Ling Feng's body, and found that there were no wounds behind her back, but she could see clearly The bruises and whip marks, my heart is sour, the way of reproach.
"It's okay, it's just some skin trauma. Just don't tell your mother." Ling Feng smiled.
"I still laugh, it's always like this every time. Madam doesn't know how well-behaved you are, but I don't know that you got hurt! Sister Xiaoqing is also very hard to conceal." Xiaoqing can't bear to see Ling Feng's stubborn practice injury every time. Zhushi was choked with distress, "Go back and change some decent clothes, or it won't be good if you don't show it to the guests."
"Well, you go back first, I will go back to the room from the backyard, and then come in through the door." Ling Feng nodded fiercely.
"Mrs. Ling, I don't know when your young master will come back?" Muronghu became a little impatient, but asked with a smile on his face based on politeness.
"Hehe, Mr. Murong came to the door personally. I have been rude not to be able to welcome you far. I am embarrassed to have you wait for a long time. It's just that you said that this matter is related to my kid. He must be present. This is Respect for him." Ling Linna also smiled slightly.
"Hehe, Madam Ling is really a beloved son. You are the head of the family. There are some things, as long as you are there, he may be a little inappropriate."
When Murong Hu heard Ling Linna say this, he knew how the other party respected his son. If this matter was mentioned in front of Ling Feng, if the other party's face was uncomfortable, wouldn't it be ruined if the other party really accepted it? ? After all, the other party is a pharmacist, and he has a certain prestige in the city. This kind of thing is an insult to her and Ling Feng.
"Oh? It's okay. Some things still need him to face. He has grown up." Ling Linna had already guessed what this would be, and Yong Rong's face suddenly changed. But since the other party didn't say it clearly, it's still not easy to tear up the face first, and swallowed it and endured it.
"Mother! Uncle Murong! Sister Yasi!"
Ling Feng strode into the hall, and the three people on the polite seats bowed their hands and said.
"Well, Feng'er, you are back. Sit down." Ling Linna smiled, not at all angry for his late arrival.
"Yeah." Ling Feng nodded and found a side seat and sat down.
"I haven't seen Nephew Ling in a few years, you have grown so old."
Murong looked at the vigorous Ling Feng and was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect that the young man had such a physique. He thought that he had become acquainted with the Ling family because of his potential four years ago, but soon after he became a genius, he became a genius. Falling down from the altar, this incident made him an unprecedented laughing stock in Jilong City, so Yu Yan Mian hadn't been here in four years, so he couldn't help but bite the bullet.
"Although Feng'er has no talent for vitality training, he has always insisted on quality training, and now he has achieved certain results, so he is still very tough on physical fitness." Ling Linna smiled faintly.
"Hehe, it really is a young hero! Quality cultivation is still recognized by the world as difficult to practice, and the hardship of the process is only known to practitioners!" Muronghu didn't think so in his heart. He knew that Ling Feng was doing quality cultivation back then. , He is extremely contemptuous, saying that this is a foolish move without tricks, even if it is the highest achievement, it is not a bronze rank, and the disdain in his heart is even more intense.
"This boy, although he has never met him before, but he knows my name. It is obviously not easy. It is a pity that he still has such a handsome face. If he is a natural genius, I don’t know that he will be fascinated in the future. How many beautiful women. Hey." Yasi, her charming eyes looked at Ling Feng with a smile, thinking in her heart, the smile on her face also looked natural and moving.
"Mr. Murong, let's talk now, what's the matter?" Ling Linna said with a dry smile.
"Um... this matter, um..." Muronghu was screaming that I wanted to say something but extremely embarrassed, unable to say it. Looking at Ya Si with a little embarrassment, Ya Si winked and smiled dryly, thinking in her heart, the bad guys should let me do it.