Chapter 1944: Affection

The first thousand nine hundred and forty-four chapters
"Father!"
The teenager Fangfo heard Lin Feng's calling voice, and then raised his head to see Lin Feng's figure, and he shouted Lin Feng excitedly.
How many years have it been.
Day and night, he missed his father.
Blood is thicker than water, and this relationship will be cut forever. He remembers his father used to hold him and play with him when he was young.
"Xiaotian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lin Feng directly took the boy in front of him into his arms and held the boy's thin figure tightly.
"Father, I thought I let you down, you don't want to see me." Lin Zhutian lying in Lin Feng's arms, said with a trembling voice.
"Stupid boy, you are the most important person in Daddy's life. Daddy is willing to die even for you. How could Daddy not want to see you?" Lin Feng forced his heart to endure the sadness in his heart, the pain in his heart. .
I have forgotten the love record in my practice, and I have become cold and ruthless. After I came back, I didn't even think about seeing this son. But this son has been very painful over the years. What have I done for him over the years?
"Father, I won't let you talk stupid." Lin Zhutian said.
"Xiaotian, believe in daddy, daddy has been cultivating hard all these years, even when chatting with your mother and others, he was thinking hard, so he ignored you." Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Lin Zhutian with a smile.
He raised his head and gently wiped away the tears from Lin Zhutian's eyes.
"Father, I understand." Lin Zhutian nodded after hearing this.
"Just understand." Lin Feng smiled when he heard the words: "Come on, laugh and let the old man see. The old man hopes to have a happy life in this life. No matter what difficulties he encounters, he will not leave you alone. of."
"father!"
The young man yelled softly, and a bright smile appeared on his pale face.
"Lin Feng!"
At this time, the figures of Di Yi and Qiu Shenmie walked out of the temple, and they were slightly moved when they watched this scene.
"Hall Master, Grand Elder, thank you." Lin Feng walked up and said with a smile.
"You're welcome, hey, we couldn't sorry you in the past, but we couldn't help it at the time, but this is destined to be your fate." The emperor looked at Lin Feng and said quietly: "I hope you can understand our painstaking efforts."
"I understand." Lin Feng looked at Di Yi and Qiu Shenmie and said quietly: "It's like a dream, like a dream, I know what to do, I still have days, and my relatives. "
"The best you can understand." The emperor looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said: "Well, I won't keep you today."
"it is good!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly when he heard the words, and immediately took Lin Zhutian's hand and walked out of the Temple of North Desert, his figure walked towards the Temple of Fire.
"Father!"
"Father!"
Lin Daoxuan's voice came from the void, and Lin Ting'er's figure also followed Lin Daoxuan, with tears in the corners of the eyes of the two brothers and sisters.
"Dao Xuan, Ting'er!"
Lin Feng's figure walked up, looking at Lin Daoxuan's slightly vicissitudes of face, he felt uncomfortable for a while, I am afraid that Lin Daoxuan has experienced a lot these years.
He held Lin Daoxuan and Lin Ting'er tightly in his arms.
"Father, Ting'er thought," Lin Ting'er cried.
"Stupid girl, how could father abandon you? Forget about you?" Lin Feng looked at Lin Ting'er with a soft voice and smiled: "Look up, let father see, you have a boyfriend, so crying is not good ."
"Father" Lin Ting'er said with a blushing face.
"Sister, why don't you call your brother-in-law today." Lin Zhutian smiled and walked over and said, "You haven't come since you were in the lower realm last time."
"Xiaotian, let you talk too much." Lin Ting'er said with a white eyes.
"I'm not doing this for you." Lin Zhutian smiled.
"Well, thank you brother." Lin Ting'er left Lin Feng, walked over and took Lin Zhutian's wrist.
"Xiaotian." Lin Daoxuan's figure walked over and patted Lin Zhutian on the shoulder.
"Brother, I worry about you again." Lin Zhutian said ashamed.
"Smelly boy, who made me your eldest brother, okay, old man, Xiaotian, Ting'er, I'll go to the temple to handle some things first, you go back first." Lin Zhutian smiled and looked at Lin Feng, Lin Ting'er, Lin Three people said.
"Go." Lin Feng looked at Lin Daoxuan and nodded.
"Hmm!" Lin Daoxuan immediately turned and left.
"Daddy, you look so cool as well." Lin Ting'er suddenly looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said, "Can you keep cool?"
"Smelly girl, dare to make fun of your father." Lin Feng raised his head and gently gave Lin Ting'er a chestnut.
"Father, I'm serious." Lin Ting'er said with a smile.
"Father, what my sister said is true. Just pretend to be cool and let us see." Lin Zhutian also looked at Lin Feng with a smile.
"You follow along, let's go, Ting'er, Xiaotian." Lin Feng held Lin Zhutian with one hand, and Lin Ting'er with the other hand to the Fire God Temple.
Not far from the Fire Temple stood Dongfang Yin, Tang Yinyao, Ye Qinghan, Liu Pianpian, Chuandao Luoying, Qingling, and the demons.
"Hurry up, Xiaotian."
Lin Ting'er hurriedly pulled Lin Zhutian's figure and disappeared into the void.
"I'm back after playing cool." Dongfang Yin looked at Lin Feng with a smile.
"Brother-in-law, come, let us be cool again." Chuandao Luoying drew her little hand and said with a smile when she came to Lin Feng.
"I'm sorry you all these years." Lin Feng showed a gentle smile on his face, and his figure walked up to take Chuandao Luoying and Dongfang Yin into his arms.
The avatar of a statue walked out and took Qingling, Tang Yinyao, Demon, and Liu Pianpian into his arms.
There was a woman's sobbing voice in the void.
Not far away, Lin Ting'er and Lin Zhutian watched this scene from a distance.
"Sister, why did the old man only recognize his mother and them now?" Lin Zhutian wondered.
"That's because the old man has been working hard at this stage." Lin Ting'er smiled and pulled Lin Zhutian's little hand.
"No, it's because the old man has practiced too much to forget his love." Lin Zhutian said with a pale smile on his face.
"Smelly boy, who did you listen to?" Lin Ting'er cursed softly.
"I heard many people in the God Realm say this, elder sister, why does my father practice too much to forget the love record, too much to forget the love, to cut off the red feelings, the Taoist heart is as quiet as the ice of the gods, and he is devoted to the road of cultivation. People who can walk this way They all value feelings, and they are afraid that feelings will affect their own practice." Lin Zhutian said lightly.
"Stupid brother, you are thinking about it again." Lin Ting'er held Lin Zhutian's ear and said: "Unlike you imagined, the old man has not practiced too much to forget the love record, it is just an outside rumor."
"Sister, you don't have to lie to me, I have grown up, and I also know my own identity, I am a heavenly pulse, this is my destiny, and I will never be able to practice." Lin Zhutian's tone was slightly sad.
His eyes looked deep into the void, with deep loneliness and sadness.