In the middle of the night, Yehua Ling woke up in a daze. His eyes couldn't be opened, and he only felt extremely thirsty in his mouth, so he shouted out of the bed: "Qiuhong, pour me a glass of water." ”

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement at all. Yehua Ling was thirsty, his temper grew, he opened his sleepy eyes, and sat up suddenly, "Qiuhong, are you dead?"

But as soon as he finished roaring, Ye Hualing's eyes suddenly straightened, and he looked there blankly.

Next to the table, Qiu Hong should have been sleeping there. But now Qiuhong was lying on the ground softly, not knowing whether she was dead or faint. And the position where Qiu Hong was sitting was replaced by a woman in white.

The woman had her back to her, and she couldn't see her face, but her black hair, which looked particularly terrifying in the dark.

What's even more terrifying is that from that long hair, water is still dripping down. Underneath that chair, the water had gathered into a small pool.

"Y-Who are you!" Ye Hualing asked, hugging the quilt and looking at it in horror.

There was a shrill laugh in the night. The woman slowly turned her head, and an extremely ugly face appeared in front of Ye Hualing's eyes, "Good sister, don't you recognize the second sister?"

"Ye Huayue!" Ye Hua Ling screamed violently. "Y-Why are you here!"

"Sister, sister, I died so miserably!" Ye Huayue said as she began to walk towards Ye Hualing's bedside, leaving a damp footprint with every step.

"Sister, the water is really cold, so cold! I drank a lot of water, and my stomach is so swollen! And my face, my face is swollen with blisters...... Sister, come down and accompany me!"

As she spoke, Ye Huayue stretched out her wet hand towards Ye Hualing.

"Don't, don't come here!" Ye Hualing was frightened, and shouted in horror as he shrank into the bed.

At this time, she completely forgot that she was still a second-level sorcerer, and only knew that she was dodging vigorously. Finally, when the drop of water in Ye Huayue's hand fell on Ye Hua Ling's face, Ye Hua Ling rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Whew! Ye Huayue retracted her hand boringly and said disdainfully.

During the day, whether it was the opening of the curtain or the laughter, it was all made by Ye Huayue. I didn't expect her spiritual power to be so strong, Ye Hua Ling, a second-level spell master, didn't even notice her existence at all, otherwise she would have suspected it a long time ago.

The invisibility spell was not until the two of them fell asleep, and then it began to slowly lose its support and show its form.

For the same spell, the longer the caster uses it or the greater the energy, the stronger the person's mental power and higher the level. Take the fire elemental mage as an example, such as the fireball technique, the first level can release one fireball, the second level may be many, the third level is many large fireballs, and then there will be fire meteors.

Obviously, her spells were already above the level of Yehua Ling.

"I knew that I would have used illusion, and this body of water can really make people uncomfortable. Ye Huayue said to herself. In order to achieve a realistic effect, she deliberately cast a water spell to wet herself, as if she had just climbed out of the river. She hurriedly cast a fire spell and dried her body.

Now, she's back. Starting tomorrow, it's time for the mansion to be lively tonight.

Ye Huayue thought in her heart and walked towards the broken firewood room.