The high priest listened to Beixin's words, and wanted to strangle her, but when he thought of what happened tonight, he couldn't do it, the woman who gave him such a warm feeling, how could he hurt her?

But, the woman he thinks is really the woman he hates in front of him?

Why, the difference between the feeling of the evening and the positive feeling would give him such a bad difference?

Is it really because of his formation?

He knew that his formation was different from someone else's

It was a secret extreme formation, and this formation was used for the second time in his life.

Before, he had set up a formation, and no one had ever broken in, so he didn't know what the consequences would be.

He only knew that those who broke into the formation would be in pain, but he didn't expect that those who broke into the formation would actually be like the poison of Chinese medicine.

I really thought of the words of the dead old man at the beginning, "This formation is extraordinary."

Now, he knew what the dead old man meant by something extraordinary.

There must be advantages and disadvantages in everything, and the extreme formation is hidden and not easy to detect, which is the advantage.

This is a disadvantage.

The ears and temples were grinding a moment ago, and at this moment, the blades met, Beixin, did he almost strengthen his woman?

The woman he first had his heart on

"Lord Priest, you can forget the lingering feelings, but I have no intention of saving you once, Lord Priest, I beg you, save me, save me, Lord Priest, save me" Beixin pleaded, his voice getting weaker and weaker.

The high priest looked silent, his heart throbbing like an unstoppable river, he really couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was the woman who was fighting with him tonight.

But with all the qiē, he couldn't find anything suspicious.

He even once suspected that it was Jin Feixi

But her calmness, the one she had done tonight, was undoubtedly not suing him, and his 'suspicions' were superfluous.

The black-robed man in mid-air looked at Yiqiē in his eyes, and a trace of bloodlust flashed on his covered face, High Priest

He has come today to take the life of the high priest.

Now, looking at the situation in front of him, he changed his mind a little.

Beixin was seriously injured and was already in danger, thanks to the woman in the black gauze hat!

Those who dare to hurt him in the Northern Flame Fort are destined to pay the price.

The high priest was thinking fiercely about tonight's Yiqiē, the hand of the black-robed man hidden in the black robe, moved slightly, and a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair pressed towards Lan Shengxue with lightning speed.

At the same time, a powerful force invaded the high priest on the side.

As if realizing something, the high priest suddenly came back to his senses, and without looking back, he sensed the danger of the silver needle and the power.

Almost at the same time, Lan Shengxue's eyebrows were dyed with snow, and her beautiful lips were bewitchingly bent, revealing an evil smile.

The High Priest was about to take action to protect Lan Shengxue, but Lan Shengxue's action was even faster than that of the High Priest.

The silver needle is approaching the blue holy snow!

Lan Shengxue's arm stretched out, and with a perfect hook, he neatly hooked the north heart on the ground.

"Ahh

The scream, like a thunderclap, exploded in this heaven and earth.

The silver needle pierced Beixin's heart with unmistakable accuracy, penetrated her bones, and entered her body