A few people walked to the rear, but they didn't want to think that there was a hole in the depths of this seemingly ordinary cloth village.

The crystal bead curtain pours out, behind the curtain, it seems that someone is wearing a veil to caress the piano, and the sound of the piano flows between the ups and downs of the fingertips, either virtual or real, changeable, like a quiet stream dripping spring is clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear.

Then the water of the stream by the back window gathers into a gurgling strong current, passing through the arranged mountains and reefs and dangerous shoals with tenacious vitality, and merging into the rolling lake, and finally tends to calm down, leaving only a leisurely oversound, like the occasional splash of a fish jumping on the water.

Bang bang bang.

Mo Dye applauded, looking at the figure of the phantom behind the bead chain, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"I don't want to see you in the past two years, when Xi'er's music is so exquisite, it makes me fascinated."

As soon as Mo Zhan's smiling words fell, there was a crackling sound behind the curtain.

"Miss!"

Xi'er pulled open the bead chain violently, looked at the ink-stained cheeks with a stunned expression, and the corners of her eyes unconsciously oozed crystal.

"I'm back."

Mo Ran smiled and opened his arms, looking at the girl who was a little immature two years ago, now she is slim and elegant, quite a posture, and her speech and demeanor reveal a mature and steady atmosphere.

Xi'er rushed towards the ink dye, hugged the ink dye tightly into her arms, and rubbed hard.

"Miss, you're finally back, Xi'er misses you so much, everyone misses you very much."

Xi'er's voice was full of sobs and nasal.

"I know, I know."

Mo Ran felt the wetness on his shoulders, reached out and patted Xi'er's back, watching the little girl cry and tremble, always a little distressed.

"Well, it's a shame."

Xi'er lay on Mo Ran's shoulder and cried for a while, before she straightened up and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At a glance, I found that there were so many more people in the courtyard at some point, and they all looked at her, the master of the hall, crying like a child, and their cheeks immediately turned red.

"Ahem, what do you see, are you done? Didn't you see the landlord come back, don't you salute? ”

Xi'er's flushed face roared at people, but the people in the courtyard bowed down to give face.

"The Scarlet Moon subordinates have seen the master of Hoshino Hall, see the owner of the building."

The crowd is willing to enter the Scarlet Moon Tower, willing to do their best for the Scarlet Moon Tower, and be loyal.

"Let's all go down, notify the hall master of the four halls, and assemble in the council hall after half a burnt incense."

"Yes."

The crowd was ordered to leave, and Xi'er's face gradually recovered, holding her ink-stained arm and chattering.

It seems that no matter how long it takes, what kind of character Xi'er grows into, in front of Mo Ran, she is always the original lively and agile girl, and she has not changed.

"Miss, these are..."

Xi'er dangled her whip and smiled.

"This is my man, Jun Chenyuan."

Mo Ran took Jun Chenyuan's big hand and glanced at him, his eyes full of determination.

"Xi'er has seen her uncle."

Xi'er smiled and saluted, secretly looking at this uncle who suddenly appeared.

This uncle has an extraordinary appearance and a cold and noble temperament, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Seeing that the aura fluctuation on his body is strong, it is unfathomable, and it seems that his strength is also passable.

This man looks cold and unapproachable, but when he faces Miss, he is as warm as spring and snow, and it seems that his personality will not lose Miss.

Thinking like this, Xi'er showed a silly smile, this aunt has the ability to take care of her young lady.

"These four people are my contract beasts, Nian Lingyu, Lan Xi, Red Flame and Ghost Face Rakshasa ".

"Hello."

"Xi'er is good."

Several people replied with the same smile.

Xi'er's eyes were shining, and she looked at the four of them with some curiosity.

Chiyan had heard of it, but now it was the first time she had seen it, and such a tall person was actually a cute Zhengtai face, which was really a bit of a discord.

Xi'er looked at Chi Yan's face with a smile, and made Chi Yan's handsome face red, and simply turned her head and snorted softly, turning into a prototype.

Xi'er looked at Lan Xi and the Ghost Face Rakshasa on the side, the Ghost Face Rakshasa seemed to be taller than herself, and her silver eyes were exceptionally good-looking, which made Xi'er look a little stupid.

Lan Xi was a little shorter, her big eyes that didn't know anything about the world blinked, and her cute appearance made Xi'er want to rub it.

His eyes turned to look at the tall figure on the side, it was Nian Lingyu, her golden hair was shining in the sun, and the purple dots were even more uninhibited and indulgent, which was very eye-catching.

Xi'er looked at it, and her cheeks blushed unconsciously, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Xi'er, let's go to the council chamber, after I come back this time, I will go to the outer continent, and I don't know when I will be able to come back again."

Mo Ran's tone was faint, but anyone could find the deep reluctance in her eyes.

"Miss......"

Xi'er was a little sad, but she understood that she couldn't restrain the pace of ink dyeing, and the Scarlet Moon Tower was a help, not a shackle.

"Let's go."

Mo Ran naturally understood Xi'er's reluctance and sadness, because she felt the same way.

"You guys go shopping, just don't scare people, Chen Yuan, you come with me."

Mo Ran looked at the four behind him, naturally read the words in their eyes, and let them play with them funny.

"Understood, master."

As if they had been amnestied, the four quickly disappeared.

The three of them walked into the conference hall, and there were already two people sitting in the four seats in the conference hall, and when the two saw Mo Ran's figure, they all stood up excitedly, and looked at Mo Ran's eyes full of admiration.

"Landlord."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Lou Shao, Zhengyu, how are you?"

"Subordinate Burning Nightmare Hall Lou Shao."

"Subordinate Yun Yitang Le Zhengyu."

"I've seen the landlord."

The two saluted respectfully, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"You, you are still the same as before, and you haven't changed at all."

Mo Ran sat down and looked at the two of them with a smile, the four halls of the Scarlet Moon Building, Hoshino Hall, Burning Nightmare Hall, Yunyi Hall, and Hesheng Hall.

In the main building of Hoshino Hall, the affairs of the big and small, the task distribution and the capital disk, the first is Xi'er, who is second only to the owner of the building, and externally, Xi'er is the acting owner of the Scarlet Moon Building.

The main intelligence network of the Burning Nightmare Hall, from the royal secret to the family rumors, there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't hear. Lou Shao became famous for his elusive concealment skills.

Yunyi Hall is mainly engaged in business, and its subordinate Yunyi Auction House is mainly engaged in the sale of pills, and there is an endless stream of auctioneers every day, making money every day. This is also thanks to Le Zhengyu's smart and flexible mind.

As long as the bid is reasonable, within three o'clock at midnight, the head will be delivered as promised. Feng Yu perfectly inherited the assassination technique of ink dyeing, without dragging his feet and moving neatly and crisply.

Except for Xi'er from Hoshinodo, the other three were orphans in troubled times who she took in, and they were forced to wander without relatives.

Mo Dye took them in, gave them a home, taught them martial arts, and gave them the ability to gain a foothold.

In the same way, ink dye taught them to do business, fight, behave, and do things, after layers of training, life and death struggle, they were selected by ink dye to serve as the hall master, ink dye, is the only faith in their hearts.

It is on this basis that the Scarlet Moon Tower gradually grows, and gradually, its reputation spreads far and wide.

"I'm afraid the landlord will be going to the outer continent soon."

Lou Shao looked at the ink dye, his eyes were full of reluctance.

I haven't seen the landlord for a long time, is goodbye also a separation?

"It's okay, I'll take care of myself, and so are you, you are my backing, the strength that supports me, you must take care of yourself."

"We understand that the outer continent is not as dangerous as here, and the owner of the watchtower must be careful."

Le Zhengyu shook the folding fan, and his eyes were a little worried.

"Your landlord, can you still believe it?"

Mo Ran looked at the two people with sad faces in his eyes with a smile and shook his head.

"Miss is naturally okay, we have to believe her."

Xi'er has always believed that her young lady is omnipotent, and she will be able to punish evil and retreat, and there are no taboos.

"These are some of the pills I refined, the name and effect are written on the bottle, Zhengyu, these stocks should be enough for the Yunyi Auction House to sell for a while, remember, things are not much more expensive."

As soon as Mo Dye thought about it, a large number of bottles and cans almost filled the big table, which was really surprising.

"The words of the landlord, Zhengyu remembers."

Le Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, and then put away these bottles and cans.

He is a businessman, and he has learned how to make money, so he will naturally maximize his interests.

"Huh? Where is Feng Yu's kid? Why can't you see anyone? ”

Mo Ran looked around, but he never saw the cold and pitiful Feng Yu in his memory.

"I remember that Heshengtang took over the head transaction two days ago, and with Feng Yu's strength, he should have come back a long time ago."

Xi'er thought about it, according to the management of three quarters of midnight, Feng Yu should have appeared as early as this morning.

"That's right, I remember that this mission didn't seem to be a difficult one."

Lou Shao's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and he had a bad premonition.

"Lou Shao is right, it's just a little-known prince of the opposite sex in the Yuhuang Dynasty, it's not difficult."

Xi'er recalled the task that Feng Yu received yesterday, and was a little puzzled.

"By the way, Feng Yu has a companion this time, who is a close confidant of Heshengtang, named Lu Fengcheng, and he will report on Feng Yu's progress from time to time."

Xi'er slapped her thigh and remembered it.

While rummaging through the letterhead, a carrier pigeon fluttered in outside the door.

"This is the sign of Heshengtang"

Le Zhengyu took down the note and handed it to the ink dye.

"Xi'er Hall Master, seeing the letter, the assassination last night was smooth sailing, but the Fengyu Hall Master found a trace of treachery on the way, so they went to investigate together, how did they expect that the other party was overwhelmed, the hall master was imprisoned, and his subordinates were also seriously injured, so I had to do my best to send this letter to the Xi'er Hall Master to save ......"

The handwriting disappeared at the end, and it seemed that it had been written in a hurry, and the letterhead was strewn with blood splatters, making the ink-stained brow furrow fiercely.

"Move my subordinates, I'm impatient, Lou Shao, check for me!"

"Yes, landlord."

Lou Shao and Le Zhengyu retreated, and Xi'er rummaged through the proposers of the deal.

"Feathers, Rakshasas, Lanxi, Red Flames!"

Ink stains call out to the four in the spiritual link.

"Master, we're here."

"Find out the whereabouts of Feng Yu with Lou Shao, and pay attention to safety."

"Yes, master."

The four took the order and left.

Ink-dyed fingers tapped on the table, his brow furrowed tightly, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

How could someone as strong as Feng Yu be caught.

"Don't worry, your people, you have to trust them."

Jun Chenyuan's palm covered his ink-stained shoulder, silently comforting.

"I know."

The ink-stained palm covered Jun Chenyuan's, and he smiled faintly at him.

"Miss, I found it!"

Xi'er pointed to the corner of the book and exclaimed, her face full of surprise.