Fifteen years later, the man's eyes under the black cloak were dark, and he was fighting to kill.

Bai Soul Fei coughed a few times, and the corners of his eyes hooked slightly: "Fifteen years, Wu Ye, you are changing, shouldn't I Bai Soul Fei change?" Some things are not what you want, so it's better to sit down with me and have a cup of tea and calm down! ”

The Li Qi, Demon Oak, Shui Lu, and Mei Ji behind him glanced at each other, and they were quite surprised, no one dared to mention the name of the high priest except for the Holy Lord and the Lord Divine Witch, this white soul flew so boldly, didn't this anger the high priest?

"Ho ho ho-" Unexpectedly, Wu Ye actually laughed twice, although it was weird but it was really rare, "You four pay close attention to the movements of the Medicine King Valley!" Report to me as soon as you have any situation! After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and flew away, Bai Soul Fei smiled secretly, turned around and followed, and the two of them disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

"Shall we go?" Mian Nuo's voice sounded, and Mei Ji, who was dressed in a strong martial arts robe, smiled stupidly: "I really didn't expect the high priest to eat hard and not soft, it seems that my Mei Ji needs to change the method if she wants to capture his heart, hehehe-"

"Just you?" Shui Lu sneered and sneered: "Save it!" ”

"Do you dare to underestimate my charm? I'll tell you that the women in this world are not at all disdainful of raising their eyes except for the Holy Lord, what do you know, a nerd! ”

The demon oak was born with a bad heart to watch the excitement, afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and laughed at the iceberg while laughing: "I heard that the high priest ordered you to cast a spell on the holy lord, what did you let her see?" Tell us about it? ”

This was a question in the hearts of the other two, and the seriousness of the high priest's tone made it take Li Qian ten great strength to invade the injured Holy Lord's brain and create a wandering dream. What was it about the dream that caused the High Priest so much trouble? That must be the weakness of the Holy Lord, thinking that not only the demon oak is curious, but even the charm and water fish who are fighting on the side are stopped, looking at the expressionless Li.

As the head of the four holy envoys of gods and witches, Li Qi is good at the art of obsession, invading people's defenseless dreams, swaying people's thoughts, it is impossible to say that killing people is invisible, and the terrible means make the masters of the rivers and lakes unable to guard against it.

"If you want to know, ask the High Priest!" He coldly put down this dry and hard sentence, got up and walked in the direction of the Medicine King Valley.

"Ask the High Priest?" Shui Lu patted the demon oak on the shoulder: "This glorious mission of dedication is entrusted to you-"

The demon oak shook him off angrily and said, "What do you mean by this, ask the high priest, ask the high priest if I still have a life?" Pretend to be mysterious all day long! Cut! ”

"Not convinced?" Mei Ji sneered: "If you have the ability, you can beat others, if you don't have the ability, don't mess around here, a big man, more gossip than a woman-"

"You! Why do you sting everyone, a hornet? The demon oak replied: "Catch one and stab it if you don't see it clearly!" ”

Mei Ji rolled her eyes and flew away with Li Qian, and the remaining two big men looked at each other speechlessly, and also rushed to the Medicine King Valley one after another.

In the perfume pavilion, two men, one black and one white, sat opposite each other, holding cups and drinking each other. The lotus leaves in the lake are half disabled, a few bushes of turquoise aquatic plants are reflected on the shore, slowly dancing by the autumn wind, occasionally a row of geese fluttering their wings and flying over, the formation is stable, and they drink each other forward. The sky was lonely, and a few drifting clouds snuggled up to each other for warmth, as if they were hiding from the cold and lonely gloom.

"You really have a veritable distant fairyland in this Holy Immortal Palace—" Wu Ye, the black-cloaked priest of the Divine Witch Priesthood, looked around and exclaimed, "It seems that you have had a fairly comfortable life over the years-"