"Sometimes, they say it's an unknown sect, and sometimes they say it's Jingxue Palace. Who are you?" Gao Zhuang middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Their faces were gloomy and they were jealous, but they would not be scared by a word.

What if it is not Jingxue Palace, if they are fooled by Jingxue Palace, wouldn’t they betray them?

"One!" Leng Fei said lightly.

The tall and strong middle-aged man shouted: "Even if you are really shocked by Xuegong, you shouldn't meddle in other people's business. This is our grudge with the Valley of Eternal Life!"

"Two!" Leng Fei looked at him calmly.

The tall and strong middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Are you Jingxue Palace?"

"Three!" Leng Fei slowly raised his right hand, and a flying knife shone with cold light in the sun.

"Slow down!" The tall and strong middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "Leng Fei, look around!"

Two groups of men in white clothes rushed out of the woods, and in the blink of an eye, surrounded Leng Fei and Yang Ruobing and stood three meters away.

"Shit and shit!" Five white lights shot out instantly.

"Bobobobobobobobobobobo!" Five heads exploded.

Yang Ruobing hurriedly said: "Wait a minute!"

Leng Fei looked at Yang Ruobing.

Yang Ruobing glared at him angrily.

Leng Fei said: "These five guys are accomplices, should they be let go?"

If you help the evildoer, you should be punished.

Yang Ruobing shook her head. She had no intention of letting go, but it was too fast to kill people like this. It would not be too late to kill them again after she figured out. Leng Fei's killing method might kill a good person in vain.

Leng Fei's eyes were sharp and he didn't let go of every expression. He had long seen them clearly. He was full of evil spirits and murderous intent. He was not soft-hearted when he wanted to kill him.

Forty men in white shirts around him looked gloomy.

They had already surrounded him, but they still couldn't stop this guy from killing him. The knife was fatal and vicious.

Eighty eyes seemed to shoot Leng Fei through.

Leng Fei glanced at them and said lightly: "I am shocked by the snow palace, Leng Fei, and you are going to enter the Valley of Eternal Life. Do you dare to stop me!"

He raised his right hand, and a flying knife in his palm flashed with cold light, causing the forty masters to storm.

They thought they could not escape this knife.

This sword makes people frightened, and if anyone shoots it, it will be dead. In this way, even if they are together, they will not be able to arouse their courage. No one wants to become the next soul under the sword.

"Who dares to stop it!" Leng Feiduan shouted.

Everyone gritted their teeth but did not refute.

Leng Fei said calmly: "If you don't retreat within three breaths, don't blame me for being ruthless. I have told them six of them that this sentence, but unfortunately they don't believe it."

"One!" His eyes were calm and cold.

Forty men in white shirts had a gloomy face, but their hearts were terrified.

"Two!" Leng Fei's eyes fell on a short and fat middle-aged man, staring at him, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs.

The short and fat middle-aged man's legs trembled slightly, and his forehead gradually became sweaty.

Leng Fei snorted secretly. Among the forty masters, he could see that this timid and the easiest hole to defeat.

"Three!" Leng Fei's voice did not change, and he was still calm and quiet.

Yang Ruobing looked as usual, but he secretly prepared to do it. Forty Qi training men, at least thirty twelve-level tide-level tide-level striking, it was not so easy to scare away.

"Ah--!" The short and fat middle-aged man screamed and turned around and ran away.

"Let's go--!" Someone stopped shouting.

Forty middle-aged men turned around and ran away, and in the blink of an eye he crawled into the woods and disappeared.

"A bunch of waste!" Leng Fei shook his head.

He turned around and looked at Yang Ruobing, showed a smile, and stretched out his hand sideways: "Young Palace Master, please--!"

Yang Ruobing glanced at him and continued walking without saying anything.

She was thinking about what she said about Leng Fei.

A flying knife scares away forty Qi training men. This is not only a flying knife that scares them out of their courage, but also contains extraordinary means. That fat man is the key.

The two walked forward a mile away and arrived at the entrance of a valley. The tall archway shone with a green luster in the sun.

Leng Fei raised his eyebrows, and he found that it was made of jade.

He was so luxurious that he could use jasper as a archway, which was beyond imagination. He felt that he was eye-opening.

Two young men in green shirts were standing under the archway, looking at them from afar.

When Leng Fei and Yang Ruobing came close, the two of them clasped their fists and bowed: "Two distinguished guests, I wonder what the hell is there?"

Yang Ruobing took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it over: "Please report to Elder Lu, Yang Ruobing is here to visit."

"Elder Lu Huaizhong?"

“That’s right.”

"Okay, please wait for two distinguished guests."

A young man turned around and floated in lightly, without seeing any shadows in the blink of an eye.

Leng Fei shook his head.

A Qi training man is here to watch the door and welcome guests, which is worthy of being the elegance of the Valley of Eternal Life.

After a while, Qing young and erected her fists and said, "Please come down with you, Elder Lu is welcome."

"Please--!" Yang Ruobing clasped his fists.

The two followed the young man in. After crossing the archway, the air suddenly changed, fresh and agile, and it seemed to be two worlds outside.

The more you go in, the air becomes fresher and more lively, the spirit is refreshing, the mood is inexplicably light, and you can't help but want to sing loudly.

Stepping into a real valley entrance, the valley entrance was like a gourd, and the eyes suddenly became clear, and there were antique buildings after lot.

Walking through these buildings, you can clearly hear the noise and noise coming from afar.

They walked forward along the noise and came to an empty martial arts training ground.

In the center of the field is a circular platform with a diameter of ten meters. Two young men and women are fighting, and the battle is fierce.

There were about a hundred young people shouting in the audience.

Leng Fei glanced at him and found that these disciples were all masters of martial arts and fought very fiercely, but in his eyes, he was as slow as a turtle crawling.

Passing through the martial arts training ground, we came to a large house with blue bricks and green tiles.

Qing Young knocked on the door: "Elder Lu, the guest has arrived."

"Haha..." Amid the hearty laughter, an old man Qinghuang opened the door and laughed enthusiastically: "Niece, come in quickly."

Yang Ruobing held his fists and bowed: "Senior Lu."

Leng Fei also clasped his fists and looked at him secretly.

"Come in." The old man Qinghuang laughed and reached out to ask, Yang Ruobing lightly his head and stepped into the house.

Leng Fei followed closely behind and looked at the large mansion.

There is a nursery in the southeast corner, with some strange spiritual herbs planted, and a flower bed in the southwest, with flowers blooming and a faint fragrance.

Next to an ancient well is a small pavilion, and behind it is a small bamboo forest, shaking with the gentle breeze.

Sitting in the pavilion, a maid served tea.

Lu Huaizhong took a sip of tea, put it down and smiled, "Oh..., I haven't seen Miss Qingqing for a long time."

"Master is in seclusion." Yang Ruobing said.

Lu Huaizhong said: "She should still be fairy-like, right?"

"Yes, the master's appearance has not changed much." Yang Ruobing nodded slightly.

Lu Huaizhong shook his head and sighed, showing a look of recollection, and sighed: "Everything in the past is like in front of him, but it has been thirty years."

Yang Ruobing remained silent.

Leng Fei also said nothing, but was actually observing in secret.

It was vaguely guessed that Lu Huaizhong probably had some old friendship with the palace master Mo Qingqing, but it did not involve a child's affair.

Lu Huaizhong's eyes were memories and admiration. Maybe in his eyes, Mo Qingqing was an out of reach.

Leng Fei said: "Senior Lu, in the lower Leng Fei, there is an urgent matter in the sect that needs marrow cleaning pills. It is said that it is difficult to obtain marrow cleaning pills now."

"Oh..." Lu Huaizhong was a little dissatisfied and was interrupted by his memory. Leng Fei was ignorant of the importance and did not pay attention to his identity!

But Yang Ruobing gave him a satisfied look.
Chapter completed!