Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan left Lan Ze Academy and walked in the Shengqi Forest.

The noon sun was shredded by the shadows of the forest, scattered sparsely on the ink dye and Jun Chenyuan's alluring figures.

The ink dye was still dressed in red, and the green silk tied up high cut a graceful arc in the air.

Jun Chenyuan was dressed in purple-gold clothes, his long hair was lazily scattered behind him, his big palm wrapped around his ink-dyed little hands, and occasionally a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Red Flame turned into the original body and followed the side of the ink dye, with the petite body of the ghost-faced Rakshasa sitting on it.

Most of the yin and yang hair that had been burned by the ink dye had recovered at this moment, and it fell on the broad back of the red flame.

The ghost-faced rakshasa was lazily basking in the sun, feeling the peaceful breath around him, and napping happily.

"Dye'er, have you thought of your first destination?" Jun Chenyuan tilted his head sideways, and his purple eyes looked at Mo Zhan.

"Wujiang Swamp." The ink stained the blue fall, and the green eyes overflowing with life crossed in my mind.

"Relict Phoenix, Yar." Jun Chenyuan lightly spit out a few words.

Ink-dyed star's eyes flashed, and sure enough, Jun Chenyuan understood what she was thinking.

During this time in the academy, Yaer Leyin has been staying in Biluo, taking care of Jingyi's sleeping state for Mo Ran from time to time, but most of the time he has been cultivating hard.

Every time Mo Ran took Jun Chenyuan to Biluo to look for books, he could always see Yaer Leyin in the corner, constantly practicing.

I have to say that the talent of the Relict Phoenix Clan is indeed very strong, and in a short period of time, the strength of Yar Leyin has gone straight from level five to level eight.

But Mo Dye could always see the loneliness in her eyes in her spare time.

Even if Yar Leyin didn't say anything, Ink Dye understood, as if if Mo Zhiyi was trapped, Ink Dye would be in a hurry to save him.

"Leyin, let's go back to the Wujiang Swamp." Ink Dye said to Biluo.

"Ink... Ink dye, do you really go back? Yarle's voice came in disbelief.

Murzen promised that Jarrain would help her solve the affairs of the clan, but Jarrain only took Murzen as a comforting word.

After all, no one will take a trouble that doesn't belong to them, let alone such a big trouble.

Yar Leyin thought about cultivating hard and then returning to the clan to take revenge, and Mo Ran's answer at this moment was undoubtedly a reassurance for Yar Leyin.

"Leyin, you are my friend recognized by ink dyeing, I will definitely help you with your affairs." Ink Dye said categorically.

"Ink dye, let me come out." The sound of Yar's music reached the ink-stained ears.

As soon as Mo Ran's mind moved, Yar Leyin appeared beside the two of them.

"Let's talk as we go." Mo Dye said lightly.

"Okay."

"The Yifeng clan was originally under the leadership of the patriarch, that is, my father Yar Zangxiong, and the clan lived and worked in peace and contentment, doing their duty, and always lived away from the world.

And my eldest brother Yar Xuansheng has been regarded as the next patriarch since he was a child, and he has a high reputation in the clan.

Living in such a family, I didn't need to do anything anymore, I was so naïve and simple at that time, thinking that my life could go on forever. ”

Yarleyin paused, tears gradually rising in her green eyes.

"But my uncle Járpo didn't think so, he had been at odds with my father since I was a child, and he always felt that my grandfather's succession was unfair.

He believes that the Relict Phoenix Clan has the art of Gu worms, and should be above the world, rather than living a life of seclusion.

He had a big fight with his father that day and left. I thought my uncle was just having a temper tantrum, nothing serious.

But who knows, a few days later, my uncle broke into the clan with a group of men in black.

The group of men in black had strange abilities, they could exude a black evil energy, and those people also had a pair of blood-red eyes, which were particularly penetrating. ”

When Ya Le Yin said this, Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan glanced at each other, and a sharp light crossed their eyes.

The man in black, with his strange black power and red eyes, seemed to be too familiar.

Yarle's low voice continued: "The leader of the group somehow controlled my father, and then my uncle killed him with a sword. ”

As she said this, her shoulders trembled.

Ink dye gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders and gave her strength.

Yaleyin's voice trembled, choking: "After my uncle killed my father, my brother went to resist and was caught by that group of people, and my uncle turned around and wanted to arrest me.

I was terrified at the time, it was my brother who used the forbidden technique to send me out of the Remnant Phoenix Clan, and I was later chased and killed by my uncle's people until I met you. ”

Yar Leyin was silent, and his green eyes lost their former brilliance.

"There has been such a change in the clan, why don't you see the clansmen resist?" Jun Chenyuan immediately saw the crux of the problem and asked rhetorically.

"I really don't know this, my uncle's rebellion happened when my father took me and my brother to train near the clan land."

"According to Leyin." Mo Dye stroked his hair and said lightly.

"Yarpo should have secretly killed the patriarch, and with the help of that group of people, he suppressed the matter and told the patriarch of the clan to travel far away, so as to take over the affairs of the clan."

Mo Ran thought in his mind, clarifying the ins and outs of these things.

"This ......" Yar's mouth opened in disbelief, and the speculation of ink staining seemed exaggerated, but there was a lot of plausibility.

"What is the truth, everything will be clear when you reach the Relic Phoenix Clan."

What Jun Chenyuan cares about the most is the group of unidentified people in black.

Ever since ink dyeing began to emerge, it has been constantly appearing around ink dyeing, and it has come to ink dyeing.

Jun Chenyuan's purple eyes are deep, and he dares to touch the ink, depending on whether he agrees or not.

"Chen Yuan is right, it will be clear when you get to the clan."

Mo Ran took Yar Leyin's cold hand and passed the temperature of his palm to her, comforting her silently.

"Thank you, Dye." Yarley smiled, her eyes full of feeling.

Ink dye shook his head and smiled.

Jun Chenyuan watched his little woman holding others, and although he was appreciative in his heart, he didn't bother.

The way a woman looks at people, Jun Chenyuan has always believed it.

The group walked and stopped, and it didn't take long for them to reach the edge of the Wujiang swamp.

It's the same place as the last time the ink dye came, the same lively, the same people coming and going.

It's just that the difference now is that last time I was alone, and now I am standing next to my lover.

"To understand the affairs of the Relict Phoenix Clan, you need to enter the clan." Mo Ran said lightly.

"Of course, Jun Gongzi, it is not okay for you to enter the Relict Phoenix Clan like this, and the Relict Phoenix Clan never accepts outsiders."

Yar Leyin looked at Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan's dress, and said softly.

"You need those things."

Yar Leyin pointed to a stall selling clothes and accessories not far away, and said to the two of them.

Mo Dye walked in, looked at the exotic clothes on the stall, and seemed to be the same style as the clothes worn by Yar Leyin, and nodded.

Mo Ran bought two clothes that matched her and Jun Chenyuan's size, and went to Biluo to change into them.

Mo Dye changed his clothes, pinched the hem of his skirt and walked out, looking at his exotic atmosphere, it was really a little awkward.

When Mo Ran raised his eyes, he saw the amazement in Jun Chenyuan and Yaer Leyin's eyes.

Dressed in a golden smoky moon shirt, several gold bead chains are embellished on the tightened cuffs.

Loose mist trousers, the ankle area is tightened, and a few golden bells are embellished.

It makes a crisp sound with the pace of the ink dyeing.

Dressed in a thin veil of water, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the skin is condensed, if the air is blue. Coquettish and boneless.

The ink-dyed white neck wore a golden cherry bead necklace, and several bells of different sizes rang softly in the center.

A bundle of water-red ribbon tied the black hair at the back of his head, like a waterfall pouring down from a mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night.

Dressed in a light silver veil and tightly tied with a belt, it looks so light, so vigorous, and so beautiful that she seems to be a fairy in the world.

The curved willow eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes are seductive, as if it is the sea reflected by the moonlight, beautiful and deep to encompass everything.

She has a straight nose, slightly reddened pink cheeks, and dripping cherry-like cherry lips.

The flower-like melon seed face is as crystal as jade, the tender snow skin is like ice and snow, the figure is beautiful, charming and affectionate, and it is suitable for joy and hatred.

There are really beautiful women here, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Jun Chenyuan curled the corners of his lips and stepped forward to take the hand of the ink dye.

"Dye'er, you're so beautiful."

Mo Ran blushed for a moment, looked at Jun Chenyuan's focused gaze, and smiled sweetly.

"Chen Yuan, you're not bad." Mo Ran smiled and looked at the handsome and extraordinary Jun Chenyuan.

Jun Chenyuan's purple hair in the sun was pulled into loose braids behind him at the moment, and a few strands of hair next to his cheeks were naughtily left.

The silver-gray lower robe was properly worn on Jun Chenyuan's body, and a loose short shirt on the upper body exposed Jun Chenyuan's strong abdominal muscles.

He wears a silver gold silk spider belt around his waist, and silver bells adorn his ankles and wrists.

The slender body is quite straight, and the whole person is plump and handsome, revealing the innate nobility, which makes people feel unattainable and low to dust.

Jarrein looked at the two of them who were dressed neatly, took something out of his pocket, and smeared it on their bare skin.

After a while, the skin of the two of them, which was as white as milk, showed a healthy wheat color at the moment, adding a touch of different style.

"So you look more alike, the complexion is a kind of plant juice that can be washed off, don't worry."

Yar Leyin wiped the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and looked at the two peerless people in front of him with a smile.

In Yale Leyin's eyes, Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan are really a match made in heaven, and the tacit understanding and harmony between the two are something that no one can intervene in.

"Let's go." Mo Ran took Jun Chenyuan's hand and followed Yar Leyin towards the depths of the swamp.

Along the way, Yarleyin introduced the rules and customs of the clan.

After a while, several people came to the entrance of the Relic Phoenix Clan.

I have to say that the entrance of the relict phoenix clan is covered with tall plants and countless vines, and ordinary people can't imagine that the entrance of the famous relict phoenix clan is here.

"Leyin, it's not suitable for you to show up now, leave the matter of finding out the news to me and Chenyuan, you go to Biluoli to observe the situation first."

Ink Dye looked at Yar's green eyes, all for safety.

"Okay, I understand, you have to be careful." The music of Yar answered, and disappeared in place.

"Chenyuan, let's go."

"Okay."

The two of them walked deeper into the grass and trees.

After a natural stalactite cave, Mo Dye feels as if he is in a paradise.

The tall peach trees are full of pink peach blossoms, the green grass is green, the stream is clear, and such a beautiful place has happened so unpleasantly.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan listened to Yaer's guidance and came to the crowded square.

People seemed to be calm here, Mo Ran nodded at Jun Chenyuan, and the two of them disappeared into the crowd.

Walking alone, Mo Ran walked into a restaurant very naturally, asked for a pot of tea, and sat in the corner to observe.

"Hey, hey, have you heard, the old patriarch has gone to find the legendary secret realm."

A big man with braids said loudly, and the bell on his wrist was still clanging with the big man's movements.

"I heard that, it is said that the affairs of the clan are now handled by the patriarch's younger brother Yarpo."

Someone below should be in harmony.

"Yes, yes, I saw the acting patriarch a while ago."

"But where are the young master and the young lady?"

"Maybe, let's go with the old patriarch."

"That's weird."

"Yes, there have been a lot of strangers in black in the clan recently, and they have been in frequent contact with the acting elders."

"That's it."

“.......”

Mo Ran quietly put the gold coin on the table and quietly walked out of the restaurant.

and Jun Chenyuan, the two met in a hut in the clan of Yar Leyin.

Mo Ran, Jun Chenyuan, and Yar Leyin sat around the table, discussing.

Mo Ran told what she had heard, looking at Jun Chenyuan.

"Chen Yuan, how are you doing over there?"

"It's similar to what Dye Er heard, except that I met those men in black."

"It's the same as Mo Wan's soft breath."

Jun Chenyuan's voice fell, and Mo Ran fell into deep thought.

"It's the same..."