Jun Chenyuan's somewhat pale face was exposed in front of several people, he gently pushed the door open, and then carefully closed it without making a sound.

"Dye'er, she's much better, it's fine."

Jun Chenyuan stood in front of a few people, and his faint tone was still so indifferent.

"You ......"

Mo Yueli looked at Jun Chenyuan's somewhat pale face, and stopped talking a little.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jun Chenyuan lowered his eyes and didn't look at Mo Yueli.

"That's it, it's fine."

Mo Yueli shrugged her shoulders, "This stinky boy can't die."

"Jun Gongzi, your face is not very good, pay attention to rest, please take care of the dyeing."

Yar Leyin didn't feel anything wrong, and looked at Jun Chenyuan with a chuckle, and then left with Jingyi to take care of the few magical beasts.

"You take good care of her, I'll go back first, I'll deal with the affairs of the clan as soon as possible, I'll wait for the day when Mo Ran returns to the family."

Mo Yueli sat on the side and drank tea by herself, the curling mist covered some of Mo Yueli's beautiful cheeks, her tone was light, but she had a persistence that could not be ignored.

"That's Dye'er's freedom, these things, she can't know yet."

Jun Chenyuan frowned lightly, his fingertips covered his temples and kneaded, now the situation is too complicated, the phantom's conspiracy seems to have just surfaced, and the situation of Zi Ning Frost is also unclear, the strength of ink dye needs to continue to be strengthened, these things involving the family secret are too complicated, and there are many things that he has not yet investigated, and ink dye is not suitable to know these.

"You should understand that these things are something that ink dyes will have to face sooner or later."

Mo Yueli looked directly at Jun Chenyuan, blindly avoiding it could not solve the problem at all.

"You solve your problem first, a foreigner has occupied the position of Dye for seventeen years, and I can't say what."

Jun Chenyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Yueli, it seems that the origin of that woman also needs to be investigated.

"You!"

Mo Yueli stood up, staring at Jun Chenyuan with her eyes.

"Give you some time, and give me some time to dye the ink."

Jun Chenyuan's faint eyes looked at Mo Yueli, Dye Er was still too young, how could it take some time to adapt and understand these things.

"That's it, three years, promise me that within three years, bring her back."

Mo Yueli can be regarded as a compromise, she gave Mo Dye three years, and only gave the family three years, and after three years, it will be a bloody storm.

"Okay."

Jun Chenyuan agreed to her, she believed that the ability to dye with ink, three years, was enough.

Mo Yueli is gone, she has a lot of things to do, and a lot of secrets to find out.

"Three years ......"

Jun Chenyuan sighed lightly, and then entered the house.

On the bed in the room, his face was ruddy, his eyes were closed peacefully, his breathing was shallow, and his chest was slowly rising and falling.

"Dye'er, there's not much time, you have to work harder......"

Jun Chenyuan sat beside Mo Ran, holding Mo Dye's small hand with his fingertips, and there was a faint light slowly shining between the intersections, and Jun Chenyuan was slowly crossing his spiritual power.

Jun Chenyuan looked at the recovered dantian and the healed wound of the ink dye and smiled shallowly, not caring at all about his almost exhausted spiritual power and pale face, it seemed that he couldn't support it after all, Jun Chenyuan fell on the head of the ink dye's bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ink dye?"

"Ink dye."

"Ink dye!"

Ink Dye was in the dark, and it seemed that some voice was calling to her, a man's voice and a woman's voice, noisy, pulling Ink Dye up from her sleep.

"What?"

Ink-dyed opened her eyes in a daze, but it was pitch black, without the slightest figure flashing, and no one called out to her again.

"Again... Here......"

Mo Zan rubbed her eyes and regained her senses, she seemed to be excessively exhausted of spiritual power

before falling into a deep sleep.

"It's been a long time, ink."

The ethereal figure appeared silently in front of Mo Ran's eyes, but the figure that was originally vague and couldn't see his face seemed to be gradually clearer, and Mo Ran vaguely seemed to be able to see the clothes of the person in front of him.

It seemed that a familiar figure suddenly appeared in Mo Ran's mind, that smile, and that crisp voice, all of which were very similar to the girl in front of him.

Blurry but ink dyeing can be known, her elegant jade face is painted with light plum blossom makeup, and her delicate face shows a trace of charm, seducing the soul. It is not only like a fairy, but also like a fairy who has fallen into the dust and has been stained with a trace of dust. However, the most memorable thing is the pair of brilliant starlight eyes.

She was dressed in a blue gauze robe, the silk white robe looming inside, her waist was gently held by a collection of mountain light pink soft yarn, slightly powdered, her black hair hung down to her waist, her hair was chic and chic, and the amethyst moonless magnolia hairpin was inserted in her light and slow cloud temples.

There is a delicate and transparent string on the neck, wearing a lilac cardigan dress, embroidered with a beaded flower brocade, covered with a jade-colored smoked silver silk light gauze shirt, lined with a moon-white and slightly pink water lily short waist shirt, and gently held around the waist with a light blue soft yarn of Jicui Mountain. There is an indescribable fragrance on her body, which can make people want to get close to her. The voice is sweet but not greasy, refreshing, delicate and delicate, the jade hand flicks the lavender-flavored ribbon, and the familiar every move makes the ink dye a little trance.

"You ......"

Ink Dye's eyes narrowed, as if digesting the sudden familiar memory.

"Memories awakened? It shouldn't be......"

The figure floated in front of Inkdye's eyes, and his cold fingertips touched Inkdye's white forehead, as if he was feeling it carefully.

"Huh? Is this his spiritual power? No wonder, no wonder......"

The figure muttered and didn't know what to say, and Mo Dye looked at the figure in confusion.

"What did you say?"

Mo Ran looked at the figure suspiciously, not knowing what she was talking about.

"I didn't expect this love to be able to cross the shackles of time and space, and meet again, it's really ......"

The figure shook his head and chuckled, exclaiming softly.

"You ......"

Mo Zye blinked, always feeling that this was very familiar.

"You don't have to be in a hurry, let it be, your memories will naturally come back, and I, you will remember too."

The last sentence was fluttering, and Mo Dye naturally didn't hear it clearly, Mo Dye was thinking, those memories, come back quickly, this feeling is really unpleasant.

"We used to... Acquaintance? ”

Mo Zhan's intuition told her that the girl in front of her exuded an extremely familiar aura, and the clearest thing in her mind was that such a cold voice seemed to say something.

"That's where you find out......"

The figure seemed determined not to tell Ink Dye, and diverted Ink Dye's attention.

And Mo Dye looked at the girl's blurred cheeks in a daze, and vague memories began to flash in his mind.

"Froststain, look at that man."

It was a cold voice, familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

"Very nice man."

This is the most common red-clothed girl with ink dyeing, and her cold voice is very recognizable.

"It's best to be worthy of you, a holy woman."

"Ziyan, are you kidding me?"

Purple smoke? Who is it.....

The name in Inkran's mind was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

"Seriously, look at that man, as far away as the independence of a mountain. Its drunkenness is also, towering like a jade mountain will collapse. The body is dignified and the appearance is dignified. A pair of eyes shot cold stars, and the two curved eyebrows were like paint. The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand invincibles. The words are high-spirited, and the ambition of Lingyun is spitting out thousands of feet. The heart is ambitious and bold, like a lion descending from the clouds. The bones are strong and the muscles are strong, such as shaking the ground and Pixiu coming to the seat. is like a demon lord in the sky, he is really a god of Tai Sui in the world. ”

The man in the girl's mouth seemed to be the man in white.

"Well, this man, it's good."

......

When I remembered this, it gradually disappeared, and the ink-stained eyes were gray again.

"It's time for you to go, you still have a lot of things waiting for you, and I'm waiting for you."

The figure patted Ink Dye on the shoulder, and with a flick of his fingertips, Ink Dye disappeared in place.

The ink-dyed eyelashes that slept on the big bed trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping.

The fingertips seemed to be about to move when they found that they were tightly imprisoned, and only then did they turn their heads slightly to find Jun Chenyuan sleeping soundly beside him, and his palms were still tightly holding the ink dye.

"Chenyuan, Chenyuan......"

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan's pale face and couldn't help frowning slightly, and his fingertips fell on the pill in his hand little by little, but he didn't wake up when he called Jun Chenyuan like this, Mo Ran straightened up and hugged Jun Chenyuan into his arms, and took the pill in his mouth and crossed the thin lips that were pursed at Jun Chenyuan.

The spiritual power of the elixir into the throat nourished Jun Chenyuan's dry spiritual power, but after a while, Jun Chenyuan's face returned to ruddy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the stunning cheeks stained with ink.

"Dye ....."

Jun Chenyuan spoke, his fingers covering his ink-stained cheeks.

"You, you don't take good care of yourself at all, alas......"

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan's anger, but it all dissipated when he looked at Jun Chenyuan's smile.

"I'm sorry to worry my dyer."

"How long did I sleep?"

Ink Dye wondered.

"It's been a month."

Jun Chenyuan buried his cheeks in the ink-dyed lower abdomen, and hugged the ink-dyed waist into his arms with both arms. Jun Chenyuan's eyes were full of reluctance.

"What's wrong? Be... Going? ”

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan, who was a little abnormal, and seemed to know something.

"Hmm."

Jun Chenyuan snorted sullenly, unwilling to speak again.

"How long will it take? Will it be dangerous? ”

Mo Ran stroked the soft hair of Jun Chenyuan under his hands, and his lowered eyes were full of reluctance.

"Go investigate some things, Dye'er, you're not the daughter of Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, I can only tell you this now, I still need to confirm your background."

Jun Chenyuan lightly told Mo Dye about this, and nervously paid attention to Mo Dye's expression.

"It seems that it really is, I said, how can the Mozhan hydrocarbon be my father."

Although Mo Zhan's words did not leave the slightest face, Jun Chenyuan understood, and he slowly hugged Mo Dye into his arms, rubbing his fingertips against the ink dyed hair.

"It won't be long, I'm not here, you don't want to get hurt, don't be so desperate, do you have something to contact me?"

Jun Chenyuan instructed, looking at Mo Dye with some concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I promise you."

Mo Ran closed his eyes lightly and buried his cheek in Jun Chenyuan's chest.

"Mo Yueli has left, but she has left a communication imprint, you can contact her, and I will be back soon."

Jun Chenyuan hugged the ink dye tightly into his arms, his eyes full of reluctance.

The two of them fought, and the wooden door opened again, but only Modye was left.

Hearing the movement, Yarleyin probe saw an ink-dyed red figure.

"Dye, are you okay? What about Jun Gongzi? ”

Ya Le Yin's eyes were full of concern, and he looked behind Mo Ran but did not see Jun Chenyuan's figure.

"He left first, how about the Rakshasa and them, and Lan Xi, the little guy's Seagod inheritance......"

Mo Ran hurriedly asked.

"They're almost recovered, Lanxi's Seagod inheritance is speeding up, but it's still early, don't worry."

Yar Leyin smiled lightly, for more than a month, he had almost recovered.

"Okay, then it's time for us to go."

Ink Dye flashed out, everything he saw still had traces of the great battle, and the dark light crossed the bottom of Ink Dye's eyes, and he left the abyss forbidden place with Nian Lingyu summoned.