The cute eyes seemed to be accusing him of why he didn't let people sleep well at night.

"Let's go back. The High Priest muttered.

The beauty cocked her tail happily, "Wowhaha, master, we can go back"

Before the beauty finished speaking, Lan Shengxue's body moved, and she sank her eyebrows, "Someone is coming!"

The high priest's eyebrows were raised slightly, and Qing Zhuo's gaze fell on Lan Shengxue, so keen observation, at the same time, he stood with her, and she, Yuan Li was not as tall as him, but she sensed that someone was coming with him.

This kind of vigilance is too strong!

In the courtyard, the high priest, Lan Shengxue, Ling Xing, and the three of them scattered and stood.

Lan Shengxue looked at the vast night sky through the black veil, and a powerful force was surging towards this side like the vast sea water.

Tonight is not a quiet night

The high priest was leisurely, and it seemed that the current Yiqiē was already under his control.

Ling Xing hung her head, and when she heard Lan Shengxue speak, she suddenly raised her head and stared at the empty night sky, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes!

"Hahaha~~~Hahaha~~~" A muddy and angry laugh sounded under the night sky.

The owner of the voice, is a man!

The timbre is voiced, not a young man.

When the high priest heard the voice, he took three steps forward without moving, and happened to be standing in front of Lan Shengxue.

Just now, Lan Shengxue was standing in front of him, but at this moment, invisibly, he was standing in front of Lan Shengxue, which was a wordless protective posture.

Because Ling Xing was afraid, his ten fingers tightly twisted the light veil on his body.

Ben's calm sky, with the sound of laughter, suddenly rose a strong wind.

The laughter became sharper and sharper, closer and closer, in the air, black gas surged, the wind blew wantonly, and the dangerous breath gradually approached.

The high priest's black hair was half-wet and half-dry, and his face had an ice-colored mask, mysterious, dreamy, but it gave people a feeling of indifference and detachment.

Hanging his head, he moved slightly, his fingertips condensed a touch of dark blue power, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and the voice was as clear as a mountain spring, like a cold snow, floating in the wind, "Get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the dark blue power of the fingertips seemed to have eyes, facing the sudden wind, like a sharp arrow, stabbing fiercely towards the person who did not know the direction.

Laughter, there was a moment of stiffness-

In a moment, in the fierce wind, a drop of bright red blood fell like a light rain, lonely and floating from mid-air.

Lan Shengxue raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the high priest knew who the person was coming, and this time the person was expected.

The high priest looked at the falling blood beads, and smiled wickedly, and the cold smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

The wind gradually became smaller, the clouds no longer turned, and a figure slowly appeared, and the moonlight could not hide the dark breath of the visitors.

He was dressed in a black robe, he was over forty years old, and his handsome eyebrows and shrewd eyes showed that this man was not a person with good intentions.

He stood with his hands on his back, a scratch on his left cheek, the bright color of blood proving that it was the result of the high priest's action that had wounded him just now.

The man looked around coldly, and finally sneered, "Lord Priest?"

The tone is sneering, and it seems to have a sense of victory