Chapter 87 Cursed Brand (7)

Mo Fei didn't expect Ye Huang to accept this fact so easily, but after thinking about it, she was relieved.

She was no ordinary woman.

If she cared, maybe she should find it strange.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Mo Fei looked up at Ye Huang, and it was really inconvenient after her body became smaller.

"Participate in the magic guide conference and obtain the source of magic life." Her purpose has always been only this one.

As for how to participate, it doesn't make any difference to her. The process is not important, but the result is important.

Yehuang washed off the mud on his body, and with a wave of his arm, he picked up the clothes hanging on the screen.

Those people always thought that the Emperor Ye was a boy, so they also prepared men's clothes, a very ordinary black robe.

Seeing Ye Huang standing up from the water, Mo Fei turned around quickly, this girl really didn't take him seriously.

After getting dressed, the Emperor Ye picked up the mirror in the room. As expected, the left side of her face had the same strange red totem printed on her arm.

One side is white and flawless, stunningly beautiful, but the other side is even more weird in comparison.

Yehuang put down the mirror, and looked at the mask lying quietly on the ground at the moment. It was the one that Diyin dropped. Yehuang just picked it up and put it on his chest, but because of the experience In the swamp, the mask is no longer flawless, but stained with dirt.

She wiped off the mask and put it on her face, tied up the man's hair again, then turned around and said, "Xiao Mo, I am the Emperor of the Night."

Mo Fei was stunned, but then came to understand, it seemed that she was trying to disguise her identity, how could he know, she was just being herself again.

"Well, Yehuang." He nodded, but he was thinking of such a domineering name in his heart.

In the name of the emperor?It really fits this girl's usual style.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Ye Huang opened the door, allowing Nagato Wuji and others to walk in.

Before they could open their mouths, Ye Huang said, "I can join your team, and I don't want anything from you. I only have one purpose, and that is the source of demon life."

Nagato Wuji and the others originally had no choice but to find someone to make up the numbers. They didn't expect her to be powerful at all, but now they heard her say that her goal was to be the first prize winner of the conference, so the five people looked at her. All gathered on the Night Emperor.

Could it be that they got lucky?

Bumped into a big shot?
But seeing how young she is, is she so powerful?
Taking a deep breath, Xiyue asked cautiously, "What level are you?"

"Why are you wearing a mask? Are you ugly?" At the same moment, Xihan asked such a question.

It's just that as soon as Xi Han finished speaking, Xi Yue slapped him on the back of the head.

"Second Senior Brother, you hit me again." Xi Han looked at Xi Yue pitifully.

"Just hit you idiot." Without looking at the situation at this time, how could you ask such a question to an expert?

Well, experts always have some hobbies that are different from ordinary people.

"But I'm really curious." Xi Han said aggrievedly.

"I'm not a magician." The Emperor Ye didn't want to deceive them, yes yes, no yes no.

The voice fell, and the surrounding voices fell silent.

Not a mage, not a mage, not—

These words kept echoing in Xiyue's mind, and their hopes were dashed.

(End of this chapter)

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