Chapter 81: Each has a ghost

Mo Ran understood the origin of the toxin, so he went to find Jun Chenyuan.

"Master."

Mo Ran saluted Jing Yi respectfully, just looking at his master's sad face, and Jun Chenyuan leaned to the side helplessly, as if he smelled a trace of extraordinary breath in the air.

"What's going on?"

Mo Ran looked at Jing Yi a little confused, and then looked at Jun Chenyuan.

"Girl, for the teacher....... Alas. ”

Jing Yi's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping made Mo Ran seem to understand something.

"Dye'er, the room is waiting for you."

Jun Chenyuan left just right, giving the master and apprentice a chance to talk.

"Okay."

Mo Ran glanced at Jun Chenyuan gratefully, and nodded with a slight smile.

"What's wrong with this, torturing my famous and wise master Jingyi like this? Let me guess, perhaps, the music. ”

As Mo Ran spoke, he squinted at Jing Yi, and saw Jing Yi's sudden change in expression when he heard the word music, and he understood.

"Master, I can't interfere in this matter."

Mo Ran shook her head, outsiders are not qualified to interfere in emotional matters, she can't ignore Yar's feelings and forcibly match.

"I understand, it's just that it really can't seem like I'm with her anymore."

Jing Yi shook his head, the corners of his mouth pulling at the arc of self-deprecation.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, master, this time I stand on the side of Leyin, you are so self-conscious, what the girl wants, is just a promise from the heart."

Mo Ran shook her head, turned around and walked out of Biluo, she couldn't bear to watch Jing Yi and Ya Er Leyin torture and entanglement like this, but these things still need to be understood by those two people.

Jing Yi looked at the figure of Mo Dye leaving, but he understood that it was inconvenient for her to intervene, but he didn't seem to be ready, and when he was ready to face everything, it was just that the matter of Mo Dye mattered.

Ink Dye is about to go to the outer continent, and there is an unknown ahead, so let's let it go first.

Jing Yi thought about it, shook his head, put aside the complexity in his eyes, and continued to look through the classics.

"Dye'er, let's eat something."

Jun Chenyuan felt the breath of ink dyeing, and without waiting for ink dyeing to push open the door, he opened the wooden door from the inside, and took her little hand to welcome her into the door.

"Okay."

Mo Ran bent his eyebrows and smiled, but his smile was a little bitter.

"Don't worry about Feng Yu's affairs, the people under your command won't be so bad."

"I understand, it's just that this time, the phantom is too much, and what I didn't expect is that the phantom actually infiltrated into a family like the Ruan family, which has been stretching for hundreds of years, what do they want to do."

The ink dyes the unintentional dishes, and the chopsticks pull the rice in the bowl, poking hatefully, and gritting his teeth in anger.

"Okay, let's eat first, and then we'll talk about the Phantom, there's a tough battle to fight tomorrow."

Jun Chenyuan freed the tortured chopsticks from Mo Ran's hand, thoughtfully changed the spoon for Mo Ran, sandwiched some dishes she liked, and motioned for Mo Ran to eat well.

"I understand, tomorrow's trip to the Ruan family will not be simple."

A cold light flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and Ruan Yunlou's somewhat pale but gentle face appeared in his mind, this person was deeply hidden, and it was not a simple character.

"Ruan Yunlou, I will also investigate, now, concentrate on eating."

Jun Chenyuan seemed to be just concerned about the problem of eating with ink dyeing, and watched his little woman eat the food one bite at a time, and then nodded with satisfaction, this little woman is too thin, and her little arms and legs seem to be weak, so it is better to be fat.

Mo Ran ate with a bulging stomach, lazily climbed into the bed, ready to rest, tomorrow, there is still a tough battle to fight.

"Don't think so much, I'm here."

Jun Chenyuan lay down beside Mo Ran, his arm wrapped around Mo Ran's waist, and whispered softly in Mo Ran's ear.

"yes, I know."

The two hugged each other and slept together.

Knock knock.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Xi'er knocked on the door a little nervously, for fear of disturbing the two people in the room.

Squeaky.

The wooden door was opened, but what appeared was Jun Chenyuan's handsome face.

"Uncle, but it's noisy?"

Xi'er was a little surprised, she didn't see her uncle enter the young lady's room last night.

"She's awake, and I'm going to take the trouble to prepare breakfast." Jun Chenyuan shook his head, and after the words fell, he turned around and went back to the room.

"Okay, please wait."

Xi'er took the order to leave, and the ink stain in the house also woke up slowly.

"Time?"

Mo Ran rubbed his eyes, this problem of sleeping lazily should be changed.

"It's almost, Xi'er will come back to deliver breakfast later, get up."

Jun Chenyuan handed the neatly folded clothes to Mo Ran and smiled lightly.

"Okay."

As a result of the ink dyeing, I changed my clothes and washed my face, and I was much more sober.

"Miss, uncle, breakfast is here."

"Thank you, Xi'er."

Mo Ran bent his eyebrows and chuckled, this Xi'er is still the same as at the beginning, lively and pretty, which is extremely lovely.

"Miss is like this, Xi'er is the one who has followed you in this life, this thank you is not reasonable."

Xi'er responded with a smile, put the food in order, and was about to leave.

"Xi'er, why don't you dine together?"

"Miss, Lou Shao and Zhengyu are waiting for me, Xi'er won't be here to make light bulbs, just call Xi'er if you have something."

Xi'er chuckled and shook her head, those two guys really couldn't live without her.

"So, then let's go."

Mo Ran nodded in agreement, and Xi'er left.

After the two of them had breakfast, they cleaned up and went out.

"Miss, are you going to Ruan's house today?"

Xi'er was a little nervous, Lou Shao and Le Zhengyu stood behind Xi'er, their eyes full of worry.

Although they didn't say it, it was to not bother the landlord, but Feng Yu grew up with them and were like siblings, how could they not worry.

"Don't worry, Feng Yu will be safe and sound."

Mo Ran smiled and patted Xi'er's hand, they have to be stronger, and the entire Scarlet Moon Building is still counting on them to hold up.

"Miss, stay safe, we are waiting for your victory."

"I'm looking forward to the triumph of the landlord."

Lou Shao and Le Zhengyu saluted respectfully and bowed deeply towards the ink dye.

"Miss, don't worry, I gave the news to the Ruan family early in the morning, and they are afraid that they are ready to welcome it at this time."

"Okay, let's go."

Mo Ran nodded, and left with Jun Chenyuan.

The Ruan family learned early today that the leader of the conference was coming to visit, it was the ink dye of the fourth-line summoner and the innate level alchemist, how could Ruan Chonglin not be excited, if he could make friends with the ink dye, why didn't the Ruan family go to the next level. He hurriedly instructed the house to prepare, and the house was quite lively.

"What's going on today, so lively?"

"Back to the eldest young master, the leader of today's Fenghua Conference will come to visit the Ruan family, and the head of the family has specially ordered me to clean up the mansion."

"That's it, thank you for informing me."

Ruan Qingge smiled lightly and looked at the little guy.

"The eldest young master is polite, and the younger one is busy."

Ruan Qingge nodded in agreement, and then stepped into the mansion, saying that this mansion is really much cleaner, and he wants to be the leader of this Fenghua Conference, which makes his father pay so much attention.

"Qingge."

A graceful and luxurious woman called Ruan Qingge's name.

"Mother, I'm here."

Ruan Qingge stepped forward to support the noble woman, and looked at his mother with some puzzlement.

"This is a great opportunity for the leader of this Fenghua Conference to visit."

"Mother, what kind of chance?"

Ruan Qingge was puzzled, he had heard about the Fenghua Conference, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and he had doubts about his mother's words.

"Silly son, this leader is a fourth-line summoner and an innate level alchemist, and more importantly, she is a woman, if you can make friends with her, it will be conducive to your ascension to the position of the head of the family."

"What? Four-line summoner? Innate level alchemist? ”

Ruan Qingge looked at his mother in surprise, a little dumbfounded.

"Naturally, go and change your clothes, with my childish demeanor, I will definitely be able to impress that woman's heart, if Qingge takes her down, it will really be like a tiger with wings."

This Liu's abacus crackled, which made Ruan Qingge a little moved, and hurriedly said goodbye to his mother and went to clean up.

Liu stood in place, his red lips curled.

Ruan Yunlou, like this, how can you compete with my son.

Ruan Yunlou stood in a dark place on the side, listening carefully, the corners of his lips cracked and arced.

Ink dyeing, is it finally here? This position of the head of the Ruan family and you are both young and wanted.

Ruan Yunlou sneered, then left incognito.

"Inform me, ahem, the distinguished guests will be here soon, and everyone will go out of the house to greet them."

"Yes, Master."

Ruan Chonglin watched the little maid leave, the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, and he also walked slowly to the gate of the mansion, waiting for the arrival of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan approached hand in hand, looking at the Ruan Mansion that was cold in the past and was full of figures at the moment, which was a little funny.

"Chen Yuan, you say, as for such a big battle?"

Mo Ran really thinks that the people in Ruan's Mansion are making a big fuss, so it's not like that.

"Ran'er, haven't you realized how much treasure you are?"

Jun Chenyuan paused, smiled and shook his head.

"The fourth-line summoner, the innate level alchemist, but only sixteen years old, one of these identities will shock the world, not to mention that they are all gathered on you alone, and you need such a battle."

Jun Chenyuan pinched the soft * flesh in the palm of the ink-dyed palm and said with a smile.

The two of them were laughing and joking, and approached Ruan's Mansion from a distance.

Ruan Chonglin looked at Mo Ran, who was getting closer and closer, and his eyes were full of excitement.

And Liu looked at the appearance and temperament of the ink dye, and frowned a little displeased, it is really inappropriate for a woman to be so flamboyant, but for the sake of his son's future foundation, he should bear with it for the time being.

Ruan Qingge looked at Mo Dye's red clothes, his breath was long, his face was stunning, and his heart seemed to be pinched by something, not light or heavy, very unbearable.

Ruan Yunlou looked at Mo Dye and lost his mind for a moment, he had heard the name of Mo Dye countless times, but it was the first time he had seen a real person, but he didn't want to be so amazing.

"Little friends have come from afar, it's really hard, please take a seat."

Mo Ran looked at Ruan Chonglin's handsome figure, and looked like he was a handsome guy when he was young.

"The head of the house is polite, and the ink dyeing is just a visit and a study."

Ink dye chuckled and waved his hand, but did not move.

Ruan Chonglin was so smart that he naturally noticed Jun Chenyuan behind Mo Ran, and the hands of the two of them overlapped.

"I wonder if you can introduce me?"

Ruan Chonglin looked at the ink dye and said with a smile.

"This is my husband, the second place in the Fenghua Conference, Jun Chenyuan."

Mo Ran calmly bit the word husband tightly, and unexpectedly saw Liu's distorted cheeks and Ruan Qingge's dark face for a moment.

"It's... Husband? ”

Ruan Qingge couldn't hold back and asked out loud, but his tone seemed to sound like a question.

"Exactly down there."

Jun Chenyuan hugged the waist of the ink dye, and his eyes did not even give Ruan Qingge a trace of light, and approached the Ruan Mansion with the ink dye.