Chapter 500 Fox, Mask

"Xiao Rong?"

Lan Jing walked over, her familiar name almost made Ye Shurong think that she had returned to the Immortal Realm.

"Are you still doing this...?" Lan Jing leaned in front of Ye Shurong, she seemed to be fully recovered, and her cultivation had even improved, the whole monster was full of vigor.

"It's ready." Ye Shurong showed Lan Jing the mask in her hand, with a gentle and shallow smile on her face.

"Fox mask?"

Lan Jing suddenly felt that the girl in front of him might have an exquisite heart, unlike himself, who seemed to be able to do everything perfectly.

"However... according to the rumors, the demon lord seems to wear a wooden fox mask all the year round." Lan Jing's eyes flashed with thought, and Ye Shurong seemed to be awakened suddenly.

"I actually forgot..." There was a hint in her heart that made her think of making such a thing involuntarily.

"Then I'll change the style quickly!"

If Moran gets hurt because he has something similar to the demon lord...

"No need." Lan Jing pressed Ye Shurong's hand, "There's no such need..."

That young man might not be afraid of the demon lord, most importantly, she suddenly remembered a rumor that the demon lords are usually dressed in purple.

If this guess is true, it all makes sense...

Glancing at the puzzled and tangled eyes of the girl in front of him, Lan Jing sighed, thinking about how to explain it to her.

"I know you put a lot of effort into this... It's a pity to throw it away like this, and the Lord Demon Master won't take it so lightly. There are many fox masks for sale on the streets of Demon City."

When Lan Jing said this, he was lying to Ye Shurong. There is such a mountain as the demon lord. The nobles and the common people dare not even wear ordinary purple clothes, let alone his iconic mask.

If that young man is the Demon Lord, it's fine, if not...he wouldn't be so stupid.

Of course, there is another possibility, in that case... If he is dead, there will be no threat around Ye Shurong.

She always remembered how the purple-robed boy easily turned the beautiful and evil Manjushahua into a fierce flower rain that could hurt the strong in the epic realm.

"However, Moran seems to say that I can leave this world after I finish making the gift, and I don't know if it's true..."

Ye Shurong was persuaded by Lan Jing, and thought of other directions.

Lan Jing wanted to stop talking, every time she wanted to remind Ye Shurong, she always felt that there was a knife on her neck, as long as she said it, she would lose her life.

"Li Qi was trained very badly, and I don't know what that existence likes in him. It seems that he really wants to train him to become a talent."

"Probably because he has excellent aptitude after his congenital deficiency is cured..." Ye Shurong seemed to have faintly heard Mo Ran mention it to her.

Good qualification...

Lan Jing felt that there was no fairy or demon in the world who could say this in front of this girl.

"elder sister."

Mo Ran quietly appeared outside the pavilion, Ye Shurong has long been used to it, with soft eyes.

"Moran, did you sense that the gift I'm going to give you is ready?" Ye Shurong blinked, with a bit of playfulness, and the purple-robed boy was stunned for a moment.

"My sister is ready? I didn't expect that I really guessed it right!" The young man smiled softly, "I want to tell you that Shi Jing said that he can leave."

Mo Ran's adaptability can be said to be the best in the world. He had discovered that the demon had come to his sister's place, and he became vigilant, afraid that she would say something that shouldn't be said.

But looking at the current situation, the situation is good, and he changed his statement in an instant.

"Can you show me?"

Mo Ran's voice was full of anticipation, and he was indeed looking forward to it. He hadn't felt this way for many years.

(End of this chapter)

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