Princess Against the World

"..." Zhou Yan's heart sank: "The high priest is saying that in the second half of my life, even if it is intentional, it is impossible to sit down and study?"

"In the second half of your life, you have been awkwardly awkward, and there is no longer a chance to calm your mind and you can study as before!"

"..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank, and the expression in Zhou Yan's eyes became a little different.

Zhou Yan murmured, recalling the words of the high priest, and he was puzzled: "Did you... have you seen through the rest of my life? I..."

"Hush!"

The high priest pressed his lips, with fingertips on his lips.

"Several people, my place is here, please."

The accompanying priests entered first to greet the high priest.

Feng Chenglin and the others stood outside for a while, looked at each other, and finally looked at Mo You.

"Can you enter?"

"Nothing will happen, right?"

"..."

Mo You didn't know why he sighed straight: "You said you all, this is all the way, you still ask this question? If there is anything, I will come with her?"

Being able to come over definitely means that the high priest is safer than the Patriarch.

can--

Feng Chenglin mumbled: "San Young Master, why do I always feel...ominous?!"

Although, since the appearance of the high priest, nothing bad has happened.

But he didn't know what was going on, he always felt that this woman was too evil!

"What's the ominous feeling?" Mo You glared at him and entered first: "You have been seen through your mind. You are afraid of unhealthy thoughts and then discovered by others, so you have a guilty conscience?"

"Are not you afraid?"

Speaking of this, Feng Chenglin is still a little bit afraid.

"In front of that woman, we don't have any secrets. People can see through your mind easily...Are you comfortable?"

"..."

This sentence caused Ling Luoyu's heart to move.

Immediately, he looked down calmly: "Go!"

She took the lead in entering.

Zhou Yan still stood still thoughtfully.

Feng Chenglin pressed his lips at Dingmiao: "Let's go in too?"

Dingmiao curled his mouth, looked up at the priest's tower, and whispered: "To be honest, I don't like this high priest too much!"

"Nothing else, just what you said...no secrets, no sense of security!"

If they can really peek into their minds, then they would be more embarrassed in front of her than without clothes.

Feng Chenglin's gaze immediately moved down, fixedly looking at him somewhere, nodded.

"Well, this statement is very appropriate... It's like you are naked and just nodding your head... But deep in your mind, you don't know what shameful things will be!"

Dingmiao rolled his eyes, speechlessly: "..."

That sounds fine.

But if you get deep into it, you are simply racing.

The priest's tower is obviously duller than the outside.

After stepping into the gate, everyone felt it.

In the air, there is a vague power suppressing their hearts.

"How do I feel...boring, lazy, as if there is no energy?" Feng Chenglin glanced at himself.

It seems that nothing is wrong.

But how does he feel, it seems that nothing is right!

"It's dreams, a kind of scent!" Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

"Mixiang!" Feng Chenglin immediately covered his nose: "That old woman used Mixiang to fascinate us?"

The voice did not fall--

"Snapped!"

He was slapped heavily on the ass.

"Wow!"