A Task Ahead

"Hehe, yes, let's not talk about this, let's get up first." Dongfang Yuan smiled embarrassedly, and also greeted Fei Hong to get up.

"Yes." Fei Hong straightened up, took out his Qiankun ring, took out two wooden boxes, and handed them over respectfully: "This disciple is very shy, this is the first time to officially meet the master and the wife, and he started preparations a long time ago. After praying, after thinking about it, I found two spirit grasses and gave them to the master and mother to thank the teacher and mother for their kindness to the disciples."

"Oh?" Dongfang Yuan didn't expect Fei Hong to bring worship, so he couldn't help but stunned, his old face also turned red. At that time, he had already received the worship, and it was still a drop of the priceless spring of life. Although this spring of life was asked for by his nephew, he knew what it meant to Fei Hong.