The high priest was a little surprised by this, the change was so fast, and the ability to adapt was really strong.

He leaned back in his seat lazily, "Well, it's fine, then you can go and sit there." ”

He pointed to the rocking chair in the room.

Lan Shengxue didn't look at it, "Lord Priest, I think you have calculated the wrong day, the seven-day period will only start tomorrow, today is my free time, I can leave after eating." ”

As soon as the words fell, she walked away.

High Priest: "She was right, and he had no reason to keep her.

Lan Shengxue walked to the door, and saw that the high priest was silent to stop him, and his face hidden behind the black veil flashed a trace of coldness, this high priest is really difficult!

Walking out slowly, she saw that during the day, at the announcement meeting, the high priest appeared with the red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, standing quietly in a corner of the room.

Bright colors that make a big impression on the eyes.

The handle of the red oil-paper umbrella was not very shiny, but it was extremely smooth, as if it had been held for a long time.

The high priest saw Lan Shengxue stop at the door, his head was slightly tilted, and he followed his gaze, but what he saw was the oil-paper umbrella.

"Interesting about that umbrella?" his voice was as clear as a cold pool, and a chill came out of it invisibly.

Lan Shengxue was indifferent, "It's just good-looking." ”

With that, she walked away.

In the courtyard, silence returned to silence for a moment.

The high priest sat in the hall, looking at the black back that was gradually disappearing, almost at the same time as Lan Shengxue disappeared, he stretched out his hand and slowly removed the ice-colored mask on his face, the demonic lips were gently hooked, and his deep eyes flashed with an unpredictable light.

His face was very pale, very abnormally white, and there was a hint of weakness in the whiteness.

The white complexion contrasts with the blood-bright red umbrella.

His eyes lit up, and he landed on a red oil-paper umbrella in a corner of the room.

Is this umbrella an ordinary umbrella?

That's one thing he must be indispensable during this time.

The sun sets, and the glow is like flying.

Night is coming, and the black canopy is like an invisible hand, waving away the sun, leaving a monotonous color.

Lan Shengxue returned to her courtyard and began a quiet life.

The white beauty was bored, and jumped around the house to pass the time.

The light of the Night Pearl sprinkled throughout the room, and Lan Shengxue sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, running the power in her body.

Every time she was pulling, but every time she touched the deepest part of her body, she was shocked by a strong force that made her chest hurt.

She knew it was because she had pulled the force and touched the seal in her body.

Looking inward, she noticed that in the deepest part of her body, there was a layer of blood-red light, and in the blood-red light, there was a small hole the size of a pin's eye, and wisps of golden streamers leaked out of that small hole little by little.

Then it follows the blood vessels, merges into the bones and blood, and begins to run along the blood in the body.

This was something she had never seen before.

Is that red layer of light a seal in her body?

And the golden streamer is the Yuan Force that leaks out of the seal?

When she opened her eyes, a clear look flashed in her eyes, and she looked inward today, and she gained a lot, but it also lost a lot of her mind.