"What's going on?"

Mo Ran looked at the unkind looks of several people, kicked the crumbs of the wooden bench next to his feet, and asked out loud.

"Yes......"

Yan Yan opened his mouth to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Xia Muyao.

"Yan Yan!"

Xia Muyao glared at Yan Yan with a cold face, signaling him not to be too troublesome.

"It's nothing, Dye, come and sit, it's just a few words of contention, it's not a big deal."

Xia Muyao chuckled and shook her head, and changed to a wooden stool to signal Mo Ran to sit over.

“........”

Yan Yan snorted coldly and said goodbye, but he didn't say anything again.

They all seem to realize that they are a little too dependent on ink dyeing, and it feels like as long as ink dyeing is here, they can not be afraid to argue with others.

Or they were wronged, they also wanted to talk to ink dyeing for the first time, and they were bullied, and they were the first to think of ink dyeing, because ink dyeing is powerful and ink dyeing is wanton.

What today's ink dyeing represents, they all know, is absolute strength.

But now Xia Muyao's scolding made several people involuntarily wake up to what a terrible phenomenon it is to be too dependent on others in this world where strength is respected and the strong are supreme.

"Okay."

Mo Ran ignored the words of a few people and stopped and was full of gloom, sitting beside Xia Muyao.

Ink-dyed lowered his eyes and drank the tea in his cup.

Ink Dye has her own thoughts about ink dyeing, she does have the ability to protect their safety, but she can't protect them for a lifetime.

They are a group of capable and dreamy teenagers, they have the ability to face any unexpected situation, and Ink Dye cannot let this seemingly powerful haven ruin their future and perseverance.

"Dye, what did the dean tell you, I just saw the vision on the other side of the tower, it's so cool."

Lan Luoyi was silent for a moment, then returned to his original appearance, looking at Mo Dye with a smile.

"The dean just gave me some advice about tomorrow's contest, and then purified my power."

Mo Ran nodded with a faint smile and rubbed Lan Luoy's hair.

"Purification? Wait, dye your ......"

Lan Luoyi looked at the aura around Mo Dye's body that seemed to be a little different, and faintly had a stronger momentum.

"Oh my God, it's ...... ink"

Xia Muyao forgot all the unpleasantness of Fang Cai for a moment, covered her lips and looked at Mo Ran in shock, as if she couldn't believe it.

"It's the promotion of ink dyeing, so now, the strength of ink dyeing is ......"

Wu Shengyue seemed to have guessed something, frowning lightly and looking at Mo Ran's lightly smiling cheeks.

"The fourth level of the king."

Mo Ran's voice fell faintly, completely shocking several people, as if they were digesting Mo Ran's words.

Several people couldn't help but start to think back that in that year, Mo Dye was promoted from the third level of the Venerable to the second level of the Venerable King all of a sudden, and that height had already made them feel unattainable, but now, the ink dye seemed to have thrown them away from a long distance, and when they were not aware of their weakness, the ink dye was strong again, which undoubtedly gave them a blow to the head.

I think that at the beginning, when I was in the Outer Continent, above the Fenghua Conference, the strength of ink dyeing was only one or two levels higher than them, but now, it has opened a long distance.

Whether they are too weak, or the ink dyeing is too strong, they don't know, and there is no answer.

"The fourth level of the king, all of a sudden, it will be two levels higher, ink dye, you are really ......."

Yan Yan seemed to think for a while before he spoke, but he gave up because he didn't have a suitable adjective.

"You can too, as long as you have the ambition to realize that dream, I have the elixir, I have the spiritual skills, I have the teacher, I have whatever you want, you can also be the next ink dye."

Mo Ran was still drinking tea so indifferently, smiling lightly, how could she not understand the thoughts of these people in front of her, Mo Ran was exquisite, naturally considering this layer, these children were all good children, but they were confused for a while.

Because of the bumpy road ahead, because of the strength of ink dyeing, because of the pressure from the outside world.

are also geniuses from the outer continent, and now only ink dye shines, and they don't even have the courage to challenge the quota in the inner court.

Even if others don't say it, they understand that from the eyes of those people and the way they look at them, they know that they are dishonoring the face of the outer continent and smearing the ink-stained reputation.

But now, ink dye tells them that whatever they need, ink dye will provide, and ink dye things are naturally the best.

Now, they are also rekindling hope.

"We'll do it."

Wu Shengyue represented the current four people's promise to Ink Dye that they would not live up to Ink Dye's kindness, and they must do it for the sake of their own future and the face of the Outer Continent.

Mo Ran looked at the few faces in front of him with satisfaction, and those cheeks were full of determination and anticipation for the future.

Mo Ran finally lowered his head and chuckled, these little guys are really tight.

Maybe Mo Dye had forgotten that she was also a seventeen-year-old girl.

Mo Dye seems to be able to speak, plus in her previous life, she is already in her early thirties.

"By the way, what about my eldest brother?"

Ink Dye had long wanted to ask Mo Zhiyi's whereabouts, but he didn't expect to be delayed for so long.

"Brother Mo, he ......."

Xia Muyao was a little stumped, and Lan Luoyi's face was obviously not very good.

"What's going on?"

Mo Ran intuitively seemed to have something bad going to happen, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

"It's fine."

Wu Shengyue took over the conversation indifferently, lowering his eyes and not looking at the ink-stained eyes.

"Two months after you left, Mo Zhiyi started to feel wrong."

Wu Shengyue's faint voice came out.

"Something is wrong?"

Mo Ran looked at Wu Shengyue, what kind of manifestation is this wrong?

"Yes, something is wrong, occasionally there seems to be a black power leaking from the body, almost hurting Roy."

It seemed that when it came to things about Lan Luoyi, Wu Shengyue would always get out of control, he took Lan Luoyi's tender little hand, pulled down the water-colored sleeve back, and that small hideous scar appeared on Lan Luoyi's originally fair skin, which looked extremely ugly.

"It's ......."

Mo Dye looked at the scar, and there seemed to be a very familiar aura floating above it.

Moreover, Mo Zhiyi's eyes became more and more cold and fierce, as if he was unfamiliar with everyone, and finally left alone, leaving not a word.

Wu Shengyue recounted the matter lightly, but Mo Ran heard the anger in his tone.

In this regard, Mo Dye has nothing to say, because Mo Dye has never seen it with his own eyes, and Mo Dye does not believe that the gentle and warm big brother will be like that.

For things he hasn't seen before, Mo Dye never makes easy conclusions, but looking at the same determined expressions of several people, Mo Dye seems to smell something unusual.

"I know, leave the matter of the eldest brother to me, and I will give you and Luo Yi an explanation."

Mo Ran nodded, looking at the eyes of several people with determination.

"I believe in you."

Wu Shengyue nodded, he believed in Mo Ran, and Mo Dye said that he would give an explanation.

Mo Ran got up and left, his eyes full of doubt.

"Why is Big Brother like this?"

Ink Dye looked down in thought along the way, not noticing who seemed to be standing in front of him.

Until, the ink-dyed little head hit the man's lower abdomen directly, and the man sank

Muffled laughter.

"Did it hurt?"

The familiar voice carried the gentleness that the man had always had, a tenderness only for the ink.

"Chenyuan! Chenyuan, you're actually back, I miss you so much. ”

Mo Ran rushed forward and hugged Jun Chenyuan around his waist, his little head buried in the person's chest and rubbed lightly, his tone was full of crying.

"Okay, okay, I'm here, what do you think? I didn't even notice me in such a distraction. ”

Jun Chenyuan rubbed his ink-dyed hair amusedly, chuckling, but there was imperceptible worry in his eyes.

The two of them knew each other's aura well, but now at such a close distance, Mo Ran couldn't even notice him, and he didn't even notice that there was someone in front of him, which was clearly wrong.

"Huh? It's nothing, it's just that the eldest brother went out to practice, and it's a little weird......"

Mo Dye muttered, and the rare childishness generally looks like it.

"Okay, I'll check it for you."

Jun Chenyuan really loves the way ink dyes look like this, rubbing his soft face.

"Okay, but why did Chen Yuan come back? Have you found out? ”

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan with blinking eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.

"Well, I've found out, my dyer is not the daughter of Mozhan Hydrocarbon."

As if remembering the secrets that had been buried for many years, Jun Chenyuan's face turned gloomy in vain.

"That's ...... What's going on........"

Mo Ran also seemed to feel Jun Chenyuan's emotional changes, and couldn't help but condense his eyebrows, the secret of the family is very terrifying.

"Your surname is Mo, but you are not the Mo family in the Outer Continent, but the Mo family in the Central Region."

After Jun Chenyuan's multi-faceted verification of the truth of the year, he finally restored most of the things of the year.

"The Mo clan in the Middle Domain, with the bloodline of the ancient Feng clan, can freely shuttle through the underworld, control people's hearts, and even rumored that the direct bloodline of the family has some specific marks on their bodies, but no one knows what the marks are."

Ink Dye slowly whispered to her about the night. You suddenly looked at his collarbone, and the many, bewitching Manzhu Sawa was blooming quietly at the moment.

And Mo Dye also clearly felt that since the dean had evolved her bloodline, it was like a feeling of nirvana rebirth, which seemed to be the power of the phoenix from the depths of the bloodline.

"That's right, it's that family, and, Mo Yueli, do you remember Dyer?"

Jun Chenyuan's eyes deepened, if it weren't for Mo Yueli's help this time, I am afraid that the confused master of his own family would have tied up his own five flowers to get married.

"Big sister? Remember, wait....... Don't? ”

Mo Ran's eyes widened in vain, Mo Yueli's surname is Mo, and Mo Ran is still a member of the Mo clan, so ..... This realization was formed in the mind of the ink dye, and it never faded again.

"That's right, it's her, she is indeed your own sister, Ran'er, you are the direct bloodline of the Mo family, the conspiracy behind your exile is destined to be too terrifying, and now, you are outcast, but the Mo clan, someone has taken your place and sat in the position of the little princess of the Mo family."

Jun Chenyuan's rare tightening of his eyebrows seemed to be a little unhappy, the dignified ancient family had actually been deceived so far, but the cunning woman had not shown the slightest flaw now.

“........”

After Mo Ran said that Jun Chenyuan, she understood the importance of the matter, but her main purpose now was not to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, but to ......

"Chen Yuan, who did it."

Mo Ran pondered, with such an ability, with the truth of the fake, it must have been the mother who took her to leave from the Central Domain without knowing what happened to her, and that person threw the abandoned baby that had been planned long ago into the Mo clan, is it really .......

"It's the Phantom."