"I've seen the Lord."

As soon as Jun Chenyuan's words fell, the air behind him fluctuated, and Chu Lian's black-clothed figure knelt on the ground.

"How's it going?"

"Back to the Lord, it has been confirmed that the moon is going to the middle region, and the direction is the family, and the phantom has been moving less recently, and it seems to be hidden, and our people have detected that the phantom has recently inquired about the whereabouts of the spirit."

Chu Xiao lowered his head and looked at the ground, but his mind was thinking about the moon.

Yue She openly disobeyed the Lord's order and returned to the family privately, afraid that the Lord would not spare her.

"You don't have to worry about the month, I'll go personally, the phantom thing still has to be watched, what is the matter in the clan?"

Jun Chenyuan's eyes deepened, and things seemed to be getting weirder and weirder.

"Lord, the patriarch is angry and wants to... I want you to go back as soon as possible and complete the engagement. ”

Chu Xiao swallowed his saliva, looking at Jun Chenyuan, who was getting lower and lower, he couldn't resist it.

"Lord... Lord ......."

Chu Lin was a little frightened, his eldest young master's personality had been uncertain since he was a child, which really made him a little overwhelmed.

"The old man is getting more and more confused, wait a little longer, I'll go back."

Jun Chenyuan frowned, that old man in his own house is really uncomfortable, what kind of person is that woman, can't the old man really see it? Then his position as the patriarch has also been in vain for hundreds of years.

The pitiful, pear-bearing cheeks of pear blossoms appeared in his mind, and Jun Chenyuan's eyes crossed with deep disgust.

"Okay, go do things, tell the old man, I will go back as soon as possible, but get married, let him dream."

Jun Chenyuan snorted coldly and left.

"Alas......"

Chu Lin also seemed to think of the woman's pretence, and he was also very irritable, that woman was not a good person, on the contrary, Chu Lin was more optimistic about ink dyeing.

Chu Xiao left a sigh and disappeared quietly.

Jun Chenyuan returned to the room, took off his coat, and hugged the ink dye into his arms.

It's time to discuss that woman's affairs with Yan Zixun.

Jun Chenyuan thought so and closed his eyes.

I have to say that the education in the inner courtyard is really powerful, but in just a few months, the strength of ink dyeing has steadily improved, and even the alchemy technique has advanced by leaps and bounds, and I believe that it will soon be able to break through to the grandmaster level.

Mo Ran looked at the pill in his hand, and there was a faint silver light around him, revealing a smile.

"Tut-tut, ink dye, you're such a pervert, but how can we live?"

Yan Zixun leaned against the door frame and looked at the pill in Mo Ran's hand, which was with innate level coercion, although it was very light, but it also proved that Mo Ran had entered the grandmaster level and became a grandmaster-level alchemist.

"Zixun, you laugh at me again."

Mo Ran shook his head helplessly, these days of getting along made Mo Ran seem to know Yan Zixun better.

Yan Zixun looks elegant and indifferent, but in fact he is a black-bellied girl with a poisonous tongue, which makes Mo Ran like it very much.

"It's been three months, Mozen, you, it's time to go."

Yan Zixun felt that the aura of the third level of the Ink Dye Venerable had reached its peak, and she would be able to break through in a few days, she should be leaving.

"yes, there's not much left to do."

Ink Dye nodded, packing up the work in his hand.

"Ink Dye, your future is destined to be turbulent, you will have many powerful, mysterious enemies and opponents, but as long as you believe in yourself, you can turn evil into good fortune."

Yan Zixun's eyes flashed with a faint golden light, which seemed to be the light that could see through fate.

"I know that I will persevere, until I am at the top of the world."

Mo Ran looked at Yan Zixun steadily, and his eyes were full of light that could not be ignored.

"Ink Dye, I'm waiting for your name,

The day that resounded throughout the Outer Continent. ”

Yan Zixun chuckled, didn't give Mo Ran time to speak, and turned to leave.

Yan Zixun's eyes were full of solemnity, since three months ago, Jun Chenyuan had looked for her.

"Yan Zixun."

That day, Yan Zixun was picking out medicinal herbs, and he was very busy, until Jun Chenyuan's voice came from behind him.

"Heh, it's really rare, what kind of wind blew you here, young master?"

Yan Zixun turned his head and looked at Jun Chenyuan with a smile.

"The old man is anxious to find me back and get me married."

Jun Chenyuan stood not far away, his sharp eyes looking straight at Yan Zixun.

Yan Zixun is friends with that disgusting woman, and the old man urges himself to go back like this, I'm afraid it's what Yan Zixun said.

"Ah, hey, don't look at me like that, I said, I dyed it for ink, but Lan gave me a reply."

Yan Zixun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of letter paper and handed it to Jun Chenyuan.

"Xun, I will treat you as a sister, if you decide to go to that shameless slut, she will leave Chen Yuan sooner or later, Chen Yuan is my fiancé, he will definitely be my husband, let's see."

This was clearly the woman's tone, which made Jun Chenyuan's eyebrows unconsciously twist together.

"I don't have much contact with Ah Lan anymore."

Yan Zixun shrugged his shoulders, a little helpless.

This tone is indeed very similar to what she can say, but Yan Zixun always feels that Ah Lan seems to have changed, she used to be gentle and considerate, but she was just a little willful, but it was not so much resentment between the lines.

Yan Zixun had a little doubt in her eyes, she may not have gone back for a long time in the clan, and she should go back to take a look.

"When Dye takes care of things, I'll go back and see what she's going to do."

Jun Chenyuan's frowning brows seemed to have been refusing to relax, what kind of person could make such an indifferent Jun Chenyuan disgusted.

"Looks like it's time for me to go back and have a look."

Yan Zixun rubbed his chin, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he always felt that things were starting to change.

"Whatever you want."

Jun Chenyuan looked at Yan Zixun and turned to leave.

Yan Zixun retracted her thoughts, she rarely saw a person's fate so chaotic, Yan Zixun didn't understand, what kind of person Mo Ran was.

It is obviously a numerology that dies early, but it has a strong vitality, and it has changed the original life direction and fate texture, which is really curious.

Yan Zixun shook his head, it seems that his ability is still limited.

"It's time to go back, and I don't know what happened to my mother."

Yan Zi stopped thinking about it, shook his head, and went back to prepare to leave.

"Seemingly, it's time for me to go. Rakshasas, get them back, we're going to your homeland. ”

Ink-dyed from the psychic connection spoke to the ghost-faced rakshasa and after a while her voice of surprise was heard.

"Yes, master."

The inner courtyard where the ink dyed came released the four little ones to play, and this large mimic forest was really suitable for them.

"Chen Yuan, I'll go and ask the dean for a leave."

Mo Ran shouted to Jun Chenyuan next door, and walked towards the sign of the inner courtyard, the Futu Tower.

"Huh? Why does Xiao Ran'er have time to come here? ”

Shen Sheng's sharp eyes saw the figure of ink dye, and stepped forward with a smile.

"With the dean to ask for leave, go out to practice, Shen Sheng, haven't you been out of the customs all night?"

Mo Dye looked at Shen Sheng, since he entered the inner courtyard, Mo Dye wanted to find a night, but he had been practicing in retreat all night, and he didn't see anyone, so he put this matter down for the time being.

Shen Sheng is an idle person, but in the past few months, he has been mingling with ink dyeing, and the other people on the list are either going out to practice, or practicing in retreat, and basically don't see anyone.

Mo Ran remembered that according to Yan Zixun, everyone was preparing for the Zhaobang Contest in a year and reshuffling the cards.

"Not yet, the night is really slow, the dean is on the top floor, go quickly, I wish you a smooth journey, and you must come back in a year's competition."

Shen Sheng pointed to the top of the tower and looked at Mo Dye with a smile.

"Okay, see you in a year."

Ink Dye nodded, and walked towards the tower.

Mo Dye rarely comes to the Futu Tower, the reason is naturally that the distance is too far, and the effect of Biluo is average, or even better.

Ink dyeing step by step, went to the top floor.

Knock Knock Knock –

"Come in, kid."

The dean's loving voice came from inside the door.

"Dean."

Mo Ran nodded, the furnishings in the room were very simple, and the most eye-catching thing was the countless bookshelves behind the dean, and Mo Ran found that this room was big and scary.

Mo Ran's eyes were focused on Dean Shengtian, this old man's breath, Mo Ran felt suppressed, that was absolute strength, this was higher than anyone Mo Ran had ever seen.

"Son, what's the matter with you?"

Shengtian, dressed in white, sat on a chair, rubbing his gray beard and holding the ink dye with a smile.

"Dean, I want to take a leave of absence and go out to practice."

Ink Dye nodded and chuckled.

"Child, going out to experience danger is abnormal, your road is destined to be bumpy, do you have the determination to persevere to the end?"

There was a smile on Sheng Tian's wrinkled face, and his pale blue pupils shone brightly.

"The ups and downs of life are common, the courage to take risks is courage, my fate or not, is my test, the test that helps me stand at the top."

Ink Dye did not exaggerate, just a calm narrative, and she believed that she could reach that so-called peak.

"Okay, good boy, hahaha......"

Sheng Tian laughed for a while before he accepted the smile

"In a year's competition, I look forward to your performance."

Shengtian's meaning was naturally understood, and he agreed.

"Thank you, Dean, in a year's time, you will definitely see a different ink stain."

His ink-stained black eyes were full of determination, and then he said goodbye to the Holy Heaven and turned to leave.

"Outer Continent, my ink-dyed footsteps have officially begun to take a step."

Ink Dye walked out of the Futu Tower, looking at the clear and transparent colors of the sky and the dazzling sunlight, and his heart was full of hope.

Nothing can stop the pace of ink dye, and she will keep going until she reaches the top.

"Ready to go?"

Jun Chenyuan's figure walked from not far away, and Chong Moran, who was full of smiles, stretched out his palm.

"Let's go."

Mo Ran reached out and grabbed Jun Chenyuan's outstretched palm, and chuckled.

"Master!"

"Master, we're coming."

"Master."

The four monsters appeared in the forest behind themselves and stopped beside Ink Dye.

"Okay, everything is packed, let's go."

Ink Dye touched Chiyan's soft fur, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Roar—"

Nian Lingyu roared angrily and turned into a huge body, and Chiyan's shrunken body turned into a cat and landed on Inkdye's shoulder.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa and Lanxi took on the form of children and followed Ink Dye.

The group landed on Nian Lingyu's huge back, led by the ghost-faced rakshasas, and several people were about to embark on a new journey.

"Let's go, Junhuai Secret Realm."

Nian Lingyu rose into the sky and disappeared above the academy.

Sheng Tian stood in front of the window of the tower, looking at the backs of several people who had disappeared, his eyes full of smiles.

"Have a nice trip, kids."