The temperament of the teenager seems to be somewhat contradictory but without a sense of disobedience.

   His aura was so restrained that he could not tell that he was a cultivator. It seemed ordinary, but it gave him a more mysterious feeling.

   The black crow who flew into the thatched hut indifferently just now was standing on the shoulders of the young man, with a cold demeanor, as if it didn't see anything.

   "Junior Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen pay respects to senior!" The two respectfully greeted the young man with a junior salute.

   The teenager smiled and his eyes were calm, "Two little friends, sit down."

"Yes!"

   Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen walked to the two remaining futons in front of the low table and sat cross-legged.

  Yu Changfeng took the lead and said, "Xiao Qianqian, take out the spirit tea and make a pot."

   "Okay!" Yu Qing nodded lightly, and quickly took out the spirit tea and tea set to make tea.

  No one spoke while she was making tea, and soon a fragrant tea fragrance filled the whole thatched cottage.

   There was a slight fluctuation in the plain eyes of the young man, "This spirit tea is very fragrant!"

   "Haha, this is something that my great-granddaughter brought here to honor me, and today I will make you an old fellow." Yu Changfeng showed off sternly.

  Yu Qingqian did not expect his great-grandfather to be so informal and show off in front of this senior, but he could also feel that the relationship between the two was very good.

The    boy smiled slightly: "You are indeed lucky, that kid Yu Jing looks good to me."

   His words reflected that he had seen Yu Jing before, and his impression was relatively good.

   Yu Qingqian heard the boy's praise for his father, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, his beautiful father was naturally excellent.

  The teenager naturally caught Yu Qingqian's reaction, and laughed in his heart, thinking that this girl's temperament is the most similar to Yu Changfeng. In their eyes and hearts, their own people will always be the best.

   "Nonsense, of course my grandson is fine, let you recognize it as a good grandson, but you still don't do it." Yu Changfeng snorted and pouted.

   The young man looked dumbfounded, "Yu Jing's child is quite appetizing to me, but it's better not to harm him because of my fate."

   "Jing'er and I don't believe in those, but you, the old guy, believe in them." Yu Changfeng said angrily.

   He is not proficient in deduction and divination, so he doesn't care about the Scorpio Lone Star.

   But I also know that my friend didn't use this to shirk, but that the other party decided that he was a Scorpio Lone Star many years ago.

   Therefore, after the death of his best friend's wife and only child, he never married and had children.

   Actually, in Yu Changfeng's view, this is nothing but a lonely star. The wives they married when they were young would naturally not be able to keep their longevity after reaching the ultimate limit.

   And since they are cultivators, let alone the blood of their descendants, they themselves don't know if they died in the experience or secret realm one day.

   So he thinks it's just a friend's horn.

  The last time he brought his grandson to visit, he saw that his friends rarely showed his love for his grandson. He thought that the other party would not have any more children in his life, so he made a suggestion to let his friend accept Jing’er as a good grandson.

But the old guy was afraid that his fate would affect Jing'er and refused. He knew the temperament of his friend. If he didn't want to, he would simply refuse. Obviously, he was tempted, but he was also worried about the fate from the bottom of his heart, so he just refused. declined.

But later, I gave Jing'er a pass token of Xuanyou Valley alone, so that if Jing'er wanted to come over to sit or ask questions, he could come at any time. This also showed that the old guy valued and loved his grandson. Proud and proud.

  Because among the younger generation, only his family Jinger has been valued by the old guy.