Lan Shengxue opened her eyes, and the layers of green gauze were flying like butterfly wings.
A pair of clear eyes, through the green gauze, finally saw who 'that man' was.
Yes - the high priest!
He was lying on the side of the hot spring pool, with his chest as smooth as jade open. His white clothes were soaked in water and fell to his waist, just covering his lower body.
The soft moan of pain came from his lips and teeth.
There was a faint line of blood at the corner of his mouth, which looked somewhat coquettishly beautiful under the silver moonlight.
Lan Shengxue blinked, and as the gauze rippled, her gaze touched his face. He seemed to be shrouded in a layer of Anya's condensed light. His face did not have the ice-colored mask before, but it was still...
Can't see clearly.
She once overheard a beautiful lady telling her about the strange arts in Aofeng Continent.
I heard that there is a kind of dream face technique. You can use your own power to condense into a layer of elegant light in a short period of time to block the other party's sight, so that the other party cannot see your appearance.
However, this ultimate technique is even more labor-intensive.
In an instant, Lan Shengxue's heart jumped violently. It was the high priest. It was actually the high priest.
She never thought that the person here was actually the high priest. Didn't he leave?
Why did the high priest tell a lie to cover up the news that he had not left?
In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts came to her mind. Looking at the high priest's condition, it was obvious that he was seriously injured. She understood the endurance of a person, and she understood the endurance of a man like the high priest.
If it wasn't for extreme pain, how could he make a sound?
Now she has only one biggest idea - to run!
Before the high priest notices, run out of here.
The thoughts in his mind were almost consistent with the movements of his feet. Lan Shengxue wanted to leave as soon as he thought about it.
She turned around, and just after taking half a step, she felt the world was spinning, and there was a buzz in her head, as if fireworks were exploding, which made her head hurt.
Her vision went dark, she stumbled and collapsed on the ground.
Shaking his head, Lan Shengxue gritted his teeth secretly, calm down, must calm down...
Unexpectedly, the pain in her head became clearer and clearer, as if a hand was pinching her brain nerves and torturing her as long as she was restless.
With five fingers clenched together, Lan Shengxue unconsciously clenched into a fist.
"How could this happen..." She murmured, slapping her head repeatedly with her hands, feeling dizzy and in pain.
And her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if if she wasn't careful, her heart would break.
At this moment, the yarn is flying and the white mist is spreading.
Lan Shengxue sat paralyzed on the ground, gasping for air. It felt so uncomfortable. Why is this happening...
By the hot spring pool, the half-dressed man was so unconscious that he couldn't even realize that Lan Shengxue had triggered the spell he had set.
The expression on Lan Shengxue's face was completely different from that of the high priest.
A bright red face, as if it had been taken by a love potion.
The high priest was extremely pale, like a thousand-year-old ghost.
Her lips and teeth became increasingly dry and cracked, and there was a burning feeling all over her body. Lan Shengxue forced herself to wake up, and kept breathing in white mist through her nose. Lan Shengxue raised a wry smile at the corner of her mouth. This is not white mist, this is not white mist at all.
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[I have been very busy these days, so there have been few updates. I will add more in recent days]