Chapter 043 Chapter 43

Leaving aside the wailing of netizens, Mo Xuanji turned the page back to the palace.

"What's wrong? Have you found anything?" the system asked curiously.

"I really thought it was too simple." I actually thought Liuhe was just a man with some tricks. Out of caution, Mo Xuanji did not say the second half of the sentence.

There were so many inconsistencies that it was difficult for him to ignore them.

Liuhe was well behaved at the beginning, and the comics were mostly focused on the main characters, without any unusual content. Therefore, even though Liuhe's identity and origin were unknown, Mo Xuanji did not delve too deeply into it. In his opinion, as long as they were friendly, it didn't matter if they concealed some of their own information. After all, this was personal privacy, and he was not the kind of person who would dig into the details.

It was not until the second event was drawn that Mo Xuanji began to doubt Liuhe's position. In the Happy Community, He clearly drew a strange image.

It has always been forbidden to reveal strange existences to ordinary people in any form. If it was for the sake of the plot to proceed normally, Liuhe could have replaced them with other concepts, but not only did he not do so, he made them more and more realistic.

This is not just a crime against the wind, it can be said to be a direct attack on the authorities. His behavior is even more arrogant than that of a certain person. Would a decent person think of going against the authorities?

Another question is, how did Liuhe know what happened to the black-robed man? If the protagonists were close to the black-robed man, or deliberately let their partners go, what about the black-robed man who was the enemy?

The system heard Mo Xuanji's inner voice. It was silent for two seconds, and then lowered its voice in its sea of ​​consciousness: "So, you are doubting Liuhe?"

"Don't you think it's strange? Although it's an investment, comics must present a complete story. Where there are good guys, there will naturally be bad guys. Good guys can gain the power of faith from the audience's love, and the same goes for bad guys. They can certainly get what they need from other emotional feedback." Mo Xuanji replied in his mind.

"There is a delicate balance between the pros and cons. It seems that the emergence of comics has not changed anything. And Kuni never said that apart from ordinary people, I am the only one who can read the comics from beginning to end."

The system took a deep breath and said, "If someone on the other side can also see the comics, then not only will we have no advantage, but we will also be more passive.

The pros are in the open, the cons are in the dark. When both sides can see the comics, it is clear who has the upper hand.

Mo Xuanji stared at the comic page for a while. He suddenly changed to a more relaxed posture, showing a smile that only belonged to Yuheng, and asked as if on a whim: "Liuhe, is this comic of yours only for me, or can everyone read it?"

The system slipped in the sea of ​​consciousness with a "swish" sound.

[……] The familiar Liuhe-specific font appeared on the phone screen.

【Only you can see】

As if sensing Mo Xuanji's suspicion of him, another message appeared on the screen a few seconds later.

[…Please give me more trust. Our goals are always the same.]

[I swear on my soul that I will never deceive you or do anything that is harmful to you.]

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xuanji could sense that there seemed to be an extra link in his soul.

"Soul Contract." The system's voice was somewhat complicated: "This is the most commonly used contract spell in ancient times. It swears on one's own soul. Once violated, the soul and body will be destroyed." This is really cruel.

It can be seen that Liuhe really does not want to be misunderstood by its partners.

[It was my negligence that caused you to have unnecessary misunderstandings about me. As compensation, you can ask me any question and I will answer it truthfully.]

Mo Xuanji thought about it and asked about the thing that concerned him most at the moment.

"Can you meddle with reality?"

【I can only observe】Liuhe replied.

"I know." Mo Xuanji had already gotten the answer he wanted. As for Liuhe's identity, he already had some guesses in his mind.

Fortunately, I can finally relax and no longer have to be wary of this reliable partner.

Liuhe came quietly and left quietly.

What Mo Xuanji didn't know was that not long after, this reliable partner quietly issued an announcement.

【Liuhe Studio:

After a long period of hard work and creation, we are finally able to proudly tell you that the "Mo Wen Tian Ji" comic book will be released soon! As a bonus, we will launch the first popularity voting event, and the top three character illustration cards will be dropped as gifts~ Please support us~】

The comment section was stuck for a moment, and two seconds later the comments exploded, with tens of thousands of comments appearing in an instant.

[What the hell! What the hell! Has the old thief figured it out? Has he learned how to do it? Come on, brothers and sisters! ]

[I was reborn, on the day when the popularity vote was opened. This time I will definitely take back everything I deserve. Please click the link below to view the subsequent revenge plan. ]

[See the picture upstairs! 】

【Quick, quick, family members, come to the group and vote! I must get my wife's first peripheral! 】

[Wuwuwu help me, why is my Twitter so cold? There is not even a voting channel. 】

[That shouldn’t be the case. Which one are you recommending? ] someone replied.

[The security guard at the gate of Xingfu Community] is the answer.

【？ ？ ？】

…

After a day of busyness and waiting, the anniversary celebration finally kicked off amid everyone's expectations.

Mo Xuanji held the clothes Wilde stuffed into his hand, and for a moment he was at a loss: "Senior, do I really have to wear this?"

Although the school allows us not to wear uniforms today, this outfit is too...

"Please, junior, this is a lifelong request from me." Wilde patted Mo Xuanji's shoulder solemnly, then put his hands on his shoulders and turned him towards the locker room: "Just think of it as for the club, you can ask for anything afterwards."

"Okay." Mo Xuanji resigned herself to her fate and went in with the clothes in her arms. There were subtle sounds coming from inside, and Wilde smiled with a look of success.

After a while, Mo Xuanji reluctantly pushed the door open. She looked away awkwardly, her ears reddened: "Is that so?"

I have to say that Wilde's clothing style is really good. This dress perfectly fits Mo Xuanji's personal style, and the poker elements on it can also make people see at a glance that it is related to magic.

But for Mo Xuanji, this was too ostentatious.

The upper body of this outfit is a white turtleneck shirt, which vaguely modifies his slender figure. The lower body is a pair of black high-waisted pants. The straight and slender legs are hidden in the long boots. His whole body is tightly wrapped, but the black half-palm gloves reveal a piece of skin, attracting everyone's attention.

He took a step forward, the leather leg ring on his left leg constantly showing his presence.

Mo Xuanji felt as if his soul had been pulled out. The clothes were brand new, and had not yet been stained with the wearer's temperature. The cold touch gradually lowered Mo Xuanji's temperature, which had risen due to shame.

Wilde stared at Mo Xuanji blankly, his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg. A few seconds later, he slapped his thigh and stood up with a grin: "Junior, I knew you were the right material!"

He circled around Mo Xuanji several times, praising her constantly. "Really, it's a big loss to the fashion industry that you didn't become a male model."

Seeing the excitement, the system also made strange noises in its sea of ​​consciousness. It also said, "Jizi, how about we become models in the future?"

Mo Xuanji clenched her toes fiercely. "Shut up." This was a bit exaggerated.

“…”

“…”

It's bad. Because I was too nervous, the dialogue frame and the inner frame were reversed. Mo Xuanji's inner villain turned into "Scream" on the spot.

Fortunately, Wilde didn't care. He rubbed his chin, as if he suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his storage bag. There was even a thin gold chain on it.

"Wait, this isn't necessary, right?"

"You don't know, junior, that the gold-rimmed glasses are the soul of this outfit. Don't move, okay." Wilde said as he put them on him.

At this moment Mo Xuanji was extremely restrained and could only maintain her demeanor with a blank expression.

The reliable senior students were applauding him loudly.

After taking care of Mo Xuanji, Wilde quickly changed his outfit, looking so arrogant that he almost had the words "I am the most powerful magician in the world" written on his face.

"Have we fallen to the point of selling our bodies?" Mo Xuanji silently looked at Wilde, who had also become strange.

"Hey, you don't understand this. You don't have to be a fool if you have good cards." Wilde showed his eight white and shining teeth.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people around, Mo Xuanji dragged Wilde to the tent that had been set up yesterday. Otherwise, with Wilde's personality, he would definitely choose to make a high-profile appearance when there were many people around.

The main color of this tent is black, and the colors on it are warm and bold, drawing a mysterious pattern. Magic cards are hung on it, which looks mysterious and strange. At least among the pile of tents with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, the mysterious black is particularly prominent.

Originally, it was a pure black tent, dull and ugly. But Wilde said that only a magician knew how great its potential was, so he spent a night remodeling it and finally made it what it is now.

Mo Xuanji arranged the tables and chairs. The postcards used for advertising were neatly stacked in a transparent box, with some paper and pens next to it, as well as a basket of exquisite small gifts.

Wilde took out his sunglasses and put them on, smiling like a successful man.

"The morning is the busiest time. I believe that with our looks... no, temperament, we will definitely attract more magic enthusiasts. There will be fewer people in the afternoon. You can do whatever you want and go out to play. You don't have to worry about the tent."

"good."

Mo Xuanji was fidgeting at this moment. He preferred standing rather than being looked down upon. After thinking for a moment, he simply stood aside with his arms folded in silence.

At this time, the main force is about to arrive at the battlefield.