Nie Mingyue sat in a soft chair, eating fruit, while asking: "Lu Fei, just now the man you know, how do you see how do you see his eyes are wrong?"

"Of course, I know, I still have some roots, but that's 20 years ago!"

“Oh, listen to it!”

Women are a magical creature, whether in the secular world or in the world, Lu Fei has always been thought, and now Nie Mingyue is like a curious baby, that the look is obviously to ask the bottom.

“Nothing, simply...”

Lu Fei sorted out his thoughts, simply told the things of 20 years ago, from the time he met Su Xuan and then to the fire broke, and finally to the mine explosion, the eight fingers of the old man was sent to kill his elders, but also his life is not good, just in time to land flying with thunderstorms to bomb the mine, resulting in the old man almost killed.

"That's it, but it's not right, the old man was wearing the clothes of Wanji Valley!"

“That’s understandable!”

Lu Fei smiled, broke a piece of orange bite down, said: "The hot door belongs to the Wanxue Valley, he should be selected to enter the Wanxue Valley!"

Although it was a great revenge for life and death 20 years ago, but now the same as the right path, Lu Fei has become the deputy lord of the South Sword Pavilion, all this has been put down, the other side does not come to the trouble, he is too lazy to take care of them.

“Tomorrow, I’m thinking of something!”

He kept thinking about the past in his head, and suddenly remembered something that was of vital importance to him, and something that brought him and Nie Mingyue together.

“What kind of door is your enemy, tell me now?”

He patted his chest, took Nie Mingyue's body, smiled: "Your husband is now the deputy cabinet, there are a few people in the world who are my opponents, you say it, my husband will get justice for you."

Nie Mingyue's face gradually dimmed, and the breath on his body became cold and full, "a elder of the phantom spirit!"

Lu Fei's game looked at her in surprise, two fingers touched his own chin, and murmured: "Illusion, this is a bit difficult, no wonder you are still holding the time, it is so!"

As a major gate in the world, the phantom family has the same strength as the Valley of the Demon, although it is not against the South Sword Pavilion, but as an old power that inherits thousands of years, it naturally has a very deep heritage.

Nie Mingyue looked at the color of his face, and then smiled bitterly, "Forget it, let's talk about this thing!"

“That can’t!”

Lu Fei's eyebrows were picked, "Bull my wife, I am not finished with them on this matter, don't worry, look for an opportunity for me to avenge you!"

Although this is said, but he still has some fear in his heart, since he has seen several ancestors of the Southern Sword Pavilion, he already knows that there is such a special existence in the world, and the inheritance of the illusion of the spiritual sect for tens of millions of years must be three very few.

Lu Fei is not afraid of others, the most he is afraid of these hidden practice of the fairy, these people are living for thousands of years of old monsters, once really angry, even if he has a Haotian mirror body will die.

“Don’t be strong, you can’t handle it well!”

Nie Mingyue tightly snuggled in his arms, she knew the sex of Lu Fei, stubborn, if you identify a thing, you must do it, this is why she is worried, a person to counter a large door, this is simply a pebble thing.

“It’s okay, I’m not stupid enough!”

Lu Fei looked at her with comfort, but his heart had begun to think about how he could help Nie Mingyue avenge in advance to ensure his safety.

At night, Lu Fei and Nie Mingyue were staying in the house to talk about the sky, and suddenly a knock on the door woke them up.

“Who, knocking on the door so late, is there any moral?”

Lu Fei scolded and opened the door, and the disciple standing in front of the door was actually his own door, but now his appearance was a bit terrible, and both eyes were beaten into a black eye.

“What’s going on?”

Being stared at by Lu Fei, the disciple's heart was suddenly, and Wei Nono said: "Some people in Wanxue Valley say bad things about our Southern Sword Pavilion, but we were angry and fought with them, and then..."

Lu Fei vaguely felt that things were not good, and hurriedly asked, “Then, say it!”

Seeing that the disciple did not understand for half a day, Lu Fei hurried out of the room and rushed downstairs, faintly hearing the voice of the disciple behind him.

“Both ministers, they are all mid-suplings!”

Lu Fei could not manage so much, anxious to rush to the first floor, the first floor on both sides of the guest dining place, but now some of the fierce, many tables and chairs were crushed, several other disciples were injured, and the highest Ling Feizheng and Wanxue Valley one man made a mess.

"Hello, you're awe, I haven't found you yet, you're good, you're going to find the door!"

Lu Fei laughed furiously, the shadow under his feet was cast, and a phantom rushed into the crowd, and the people who had been mixed up suddenly dispersed to both sides.

Lu Fei stood proudly, and the breath of his body was completely released, forcing people to retreat.

“Who are you to come and take care of my hustle and bustle?”

The people of the Valley of the Van Gogh glared and landed, and the land glanced at them coldly, turning their heads to fly to them.

“Are you okay, what’s going on?”

Ling Fei glared at the people across the Wanjie Valley and rebuked: "They said that our Southern Sword Pavilion killed the disciples in the gate, and they had colluded with the dark family, and we were angry, so we fought!"

“That is so!”

Lu Fei finally understood the original commission of this matter, although he did not know the specific details, but by this he could guess seven or eight points.

This matter in the South Sword Pavilion is a strictly confidential matter, even if there is a bottom of the wrong said out, only a few days can be transmitted to the ears of the Valley of the Demon Valley, this matter even the Yulan family does not know, but they know in advance, this news is too well-informed.

Thinking of the disciples of the Valley of Fire, which was stained with darkness when the valley of fire was destroyed, the killing intention in Lu Fei's heart became more and more cold.

"You have done a good job of this matter, as my Southern Sword Pavilion disciple, you should not bend a ridge, you should step back first, I will deal with this matter!"

Ling Fei and others nodded their heads, all retreated a distance, Wan Demon Valley people can not help but be curious about Lu Fei, the same is the beginning of the gods, but Ling Fei is very respectful to him, obviously the other side's status is higher.

The first thing they thought was that Lu Fei was the son of an elder in the South Sword Pavilion, and someone behind them was supported, so the disciples in the door were so afraid of him.

However ...

Lu Fei turned to look at the people in the Wanxue Valley, which also saw the eight-fingered old man, can not help but joke: "Isn't this the eight-fingered elder, why not in the inflamed door, ran to the Wan demon valley, it is really people to go to the water to the low place!"

Eight fingers heard a little surprised, looked forward to landing and flying, "I also feel as if I have seen you somewhere, who are you?" 」