Princess Qingyu gave him a white look.

"You dream!"

Even if they ask for a mask, it is impossible for them to come to Huang Fuhai.

What's more, although the strength of Luo Qingtong and ye Qianyu is strong, they are not worth mentioning compared with their power of Yuedu.

If they really encounter danger and want to ask for help from others, they can't be rescued by Luo Qingtong and ye Qianyu!

Not to mention, their influence in Feixian sect will not fall to this step!

The dead fat man followed the two people and got up in front of her!

Princess Qinghe snorted coldly and ignored Huang Fuhai's words. After all, the other party has always been like this.

When I was in xuandu, I didn't know how many people were angry.

Moreover, all kinds of people bumping into porcelain, planting and framing are emerging one after another.

In the xuandu, although he is a waste material, his reputation is that even the talented children of xuandu have to bite their teeth, which makes people hate him.

After all, he was supported by the ancestors of his family. Even the strongest of other families were hard to find if they wanted to find him trouble.

After all, how can they argue with the younger generation?

The younger generation of their family wanted to teach Huang Fuhai a lesson, but they couldn't deal with each other at all.

After all, as soon as you do it, he says you bully him as a waste material!

Then the Huang family had a reason to do it.

But if you don't do it, he'll kill you!

People in xuandu hate him so much that their teeth itch.

If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be so many people trying to kill him when they came to Feixian gate this time!

While Princess Qingshe thought so, the inner gate of Feixian gate on the other side was located.

The figure of the party suddenly flashed out from there, and then went straight to Luo Qingtong and ye Qianyu.

"Are you the people from Tiandu this time?"

Their faces were grim.

The head of the person's eyes are cold, which will look proudly at the direction of Luo Qingtong and ye Qianyu.

Their momentum was so great that almost when they came out of the place where the inner disciples lived, a group of people greeted them and bowed along the road.

Obviously, he has a very high position in the Feixian sect.

When these people's bodies appeared, Luo Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also looked at the leader, which was not surprising at all.

Sure enough, the other party came to the door.

The leader was none other than Xie Lingyun, the eldest son of the Xie family.

The other party wore a white shirt with Confucian sleeves, and the hem of his robe was decorated with light green bamboo. He looked upright, elegant and gentle as the wind.

However, the proud color and fierce in the light of those eyes broke the feeling of elegance and gentleness.

But the other party hid very deeply. If Luo Qingtong wasn't good at looking at people, he would be deceived by the look at the bottom of his eyes.

She looked at Xie Lingyun and said quietly, "yes, I don't know what you want from us, senior brothers."

Luo Qingtong's complexion remained unchanged.

She and ye Qianming can't hide their origins from others. If they didn't use the origin of other places, they would be found out and unidentified at once.

Therefore, when she and ye Qianming came, they directly reported the identity of the people of Feixian gate from Tiandu.

Hearing their words, Princess Qingshe's face showed a look of surprise.