Feng Chenglin looked at the crossbow in her hand and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Three less...... You just want to use this Wada family...... Play!? ”

"Of course!" Ling Luoyu threw the crossbow back to Ling Jingchen: "What about the others?!" ”

"It's all been sent to ......"

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Ling family ancestral hall.

Under the snow, more than a hundred disciples of the Ling family were dressed in purple robes, carrying bows and arrows, and stood with their heads held high in the inner courtyard.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, there is an incense case, and the tablet of the ancestor of the Ling family is placed.

Today is the day when the Ling family and the Tian family hunt for hegemony, according to the ancestral teachings, it is necessary to tell the spirit of the ancestors of the Ling family in the sky, so that they can bless the disciples of the Ling family to win.

Ling Chongding stood tall, and behind him, the elderly men of the Ling family stood in turn.

After them, there are juniors of the Ling family who are ranked according to their seniority.

Ling Hongdan stood behind the old man of the Ling family, and in terms of seniority, she was only considered average, so she could only stand in the middle.

She glanced up at the sun, and then at Ling Chongding, she couldn't help but have some doubts, and suddenly glanced at Ling Wu.

The hunting competition started at noon and punctual, and before that, the patriarch led the Ling family disciples to worship their ancestors, which was usually held after the sun had risen.

But now that it is the auspicious time to worship the ancestors, Ling Chongding has not moved.

As the future patriarch heir of the Ling family, Ling Wu is qualified to stand on the side of the incense burner as an incense boy, and he is relatively close to Ling Chongding.

Seeing that the patriarch had been watching his nose and nose and his heart not moving, he couldn't help but step forward.

"Patriarch, the auspicious time has come, can we start!?"

"No hurry!"

Ling Chongding's eyes didn't blink, he was as steady as a rock, standing still.

Ling Wu glanced at Ling Hongdan helplessly and shook his head slightly.

Ling Hongdan endured it for a while, but after all, he couldn't hold back and stepped forward quickly.

"Patriarch, the hour has come......"

"I know!"

"So why don't we get started?"

"No one yet!"

“……”

Ling Hongdan turned his head in surprise.

The disciples of the Ling family who participated in the hunt were all there, and those Ling family members outside the courtyard also stood in a black press, I really don't know who he was waiting for.

"Patriarch, everyone is here...... Who are you waiting for?! ”

Shen Ti beckoned at her and pointed to the vacant seat beside her.

Ling Hongdandai's eyebrows couldn't help but tuft.

Ling Jingchen.

This kid !!

Didn't he know that today was a big day to worship his ancestors?!

"Patriarch, it's just that Jingchen didn't come, should we start first?!"

With one less disciple of the Ling family, can't we not delay the auspicious time to worship our ancestors?!

The corners of Ling Chongding's mouth faded into a smile: "That kid Jingchen is not enough for our Ling family to wait for him!" ”

Ling Hongdan's eyes trembled: "It's not him who the patriarch is waiting for!?" ”

The people of the Ling family are all here, who else is worth Ling Chongding and waiting!?

It's really a big score!!

Puzzled in his heart, Ling Chongding's eyes suddenly opened slowly.

"It's coming!"

There was a commotion in the outer courtyard of the ancestral hall.

"Get out of the way...... Let's get it! ”

Amidst the shouting, a group of craftsmen from the Ling family came quickly carrying several large boxes.

The leader is none other than Ling Jingchen.

Ling Hongdan's eyes were cold, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Jingchen, what are you doing?" Don't you know that today is a big day to worship your ancestors? Why did you come so late?! ”

Her eyes twitched as she looked down at the boxes around her.

"In these boxes...... What is it?! ”

Ling Jingchen winked mischievously: "Aunt Dan, have you forgotten that you personally supervised this!" ”