In the room, Wan Qing'er's originally innocent little face exuded more and more bewitching atmosphere, and her gestures seemed to be very familiar, and the dark light under her ink-stained eyes flowed, and she collected her mind and left Kefeng quietly, but she had a thought in her heart, it seems that this time, you need to deal with it carefully.

A Liu Qianxue who hides her strength, and a Wanqing'er who looks like a phantom, are really internal worries and external troubles.

Mo Ran shook her head and chuckled, she would be disappointed if the event was too boring.

Ink Dye didn't alarm anyone, returned to the magic hall, and dodged into Biluo.

"Hey, you're here?"

Yar Leyin looked up in surprise, as if he was busy with something.

"Well, what are you up to?" Ink Ran approached and asked with a smile.

"Jingyi has opened a piece of land here, I have planted some medicinal herbs suitable for planting, so that the medicinal herbs will not run out, and my ability can also accelerate the growth of plants, the passage of time here is relatively slow, and it is very suitable."

Yarleyin shook his two whips and smiled brightly.

"Leyin hasn't been abandoned in practice, and now it's the primary leader."

"Of course, with a teacher as serious as Jingyi, how can he make slow progress, or the usual Jingyi looks better."

Jarrein wrenched his fingers and muttered quietly. Ink Dye thought it was funny, and it seemed that they got along very well.

"Huh? How do I hear someone saying bad things about me? ”

A clear, smiling voice came from behind, and Yarleyin's ears instantly blushed.

"No, no, you heard me wrong, I'm discussing medicinal herbs with Dye, well, that's right."

In order to prove his credibility, he nodded vigorously at the end, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he saw Mo Ran.

"You." Jing Yi smiled and shook his head, looking at Yar Leyin's gaze as if he was suppressing something.

"You work hard, girl, you and I."

After Jing Yi finished speaking, he turned to leave, Ya Le Yin looked at Jing Yi's distant back, and his bright green eyes suddenly dimmed.

Mo Ran shook his head and patted her shoulder, emotional matters, others can't interfere, or you need to figure it out yourself.

Yar Leyin smiled at Ink Dye and went on with his work.

"Master, you look for me."

Ink Dye followed Jing Yi back to the summoning room.

"Well, late monarchy, girl, you work hard." Jing Yi nodded with satisfaction, he could feel every promotion of Mo Ran, he was an apprentice, he was good anywhere, but he was too desperate.

"Master praise, these are not enough."

Mo Ran shook her head, there were too many expectations pressed on her, she couldn't stop, she could only keep moving forward.

"You kid, that's it, the level of alchemy can be improved, as far as I know, the Fenghua Conference seems to be more than just force." Jing Yi leaned on the soft collapse, and the gold-cut glazed tiger head incense burner on his side floated out white smoke, and sandalwood overflowed.

"Master, seventh-level perfect quality."

"Fifteen days in the outside world, one hundred and fifty days in Biluo, ink dyeing, as a teacher and ask you, may you reach the innate level?"

Mo Ran looked at Jing Yi, who was serious for a moment, and nodded firmly. "I can."

"Don't be impetuous, don't be impetuous in alchemy, be anxious for quick success, have enough medicinal materials, go ahead."

Jing Yi closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling Mo Dye to leave.

Inkzome bent over and turned to leave the room.

Seeing Mo Dye leave, Jing Yi opened his eyes and looked at the place where Mo Dye was standing.

"Don't blame the teacher for not giving you more time, the time for the teacher is running out, the future, but you still have to rely on yourself......"

Jing Yi sighed slightly, this remnant soul that has lived for hundreds of years can't hold on after all?

In the past, Jingyi had no worries, dead is dead, there is nothing to regret, but now, the appearance of ink dyeing makes him desperate to live, he wants to see, where this girl can grow up, it is really exciting.

Jingyi's eyes were dim, with a wave of one hand, a mirror floated in the air, and his fingers tapped the mirror, stirring up a wave, and after the waves, the mirror showed a figure in a golden skirt and sitting in the grass, that was Yale Leyin.

Jing Yi's white fingers brushed over Ya Le Yin's cheeks on the mirror, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Ran went to the medicine field, picked a bunch of medicinal herbs like a whirlwind, and carried them back to the alchemy room, leaving Yar Leyin with a stunned face.

"Oh my God, how did Master Jingyi torture and dye, poor medicinal herbs, let you sister Yaer continue to take care of you!"

After a moment of regret, Yarle regained his vitality and continued to carry the seeds with a little song.

"Come out, guys." The figures of Ink Dye Light Call, Red Flame, Ghost Face Rakshasa , Lan Xi and Nian Ling Yu appeared around.

"Feel free to move, I'm going to spend the next six months here."

Mo Ran looked at the pile of medicinal herbs beside him, and his tone was light.

"Yes, master."

A few people responded, and left, not bothering the ink dye refining pills.

Mo Dye sat cross-legged, took out the furnace ding, took a deep breath, and began to refine the seventh-level perfect quality elixir.

Ink Dye carefully dissolved the liquid and mixed them, and the fire spirit in his hand worked hard, and fine sweat began to break out on Ink Dye's forehead.

The liquid medicine fused, poured into the container, and with a snort, the liquid turned black, emitting a burning smell, and failed.

Mo Dye shook his head, threw the failed product into the corner, picked up the medicinal herbs on the side and continued the action, repeating.

Time seemed to fly by, and Yar Leyin was bored lying beside Chiyan reading a book, occasionally teasing Lan Xi, discussing wood magic with Ghost-faced Rakshasa or curiously inquiring about Ling Yu's body.

Occasionally, a few people brought some food to Mo Ran, and looked at the pill bottles piled up around Mo Ran that were getting higher and higher day by day, and they were shocked beyond measure, so that later, several people were used to it.

Half a year has passed, and everyone's strength has steadily improved, and the level of ink-dyed pills has gradually climbed.

In the room, Mo Zhan rubbed his neck, moved his hands, stood up to relax his already stiff body, and moved the other mountain-like defeat out of the room.

"Dye, what's going on?"

Yar Leyin watched Mo Ran come out and immediately walked over.

"There are a lot of failures, clean it up, relax for a while, it's too nervous."

Mo Dye shook his head, rubbed his temples, and stretched.

"Master, water."

Nian Lingyu handed Mo Ran a glass of water and smiled.

"Thank you."

Mo Ran took the water, raised his head and drank it, as if he was in a lot of energy.

"How long has it been?" Ink Dye immersed himself in alchemy, and I don't know how long it has been.

"There is still a month to go, and the Fenghua Conference is about to begin." Yarleyin replied with a smile.

"Okay, got it, I'll see you in a month."

Ink Dye nodded, turned and went back to the room.

"Brother Nian, you said that dyeing and dyeing are always so hard, but what should I do?"

Yar Leyin held his chin, looked at the closed door, his subordinates were not idle, groping for the red flame lying next to him, his little hand grabbed his hairy ears, and thought in his heart, it felt really good.

Red Flame's rounded tiger ears rolled back, dodging Yar's chaotic fingers.

"Although I haven't been with the master for a long time, but the master is a person, she has high requirements for herself, and her plan for the future is very clear, she has been moving towards that goal, and has never stopped for a moment, to be honest, for such a master, it is really difficult not to feel sorry for her."

Nian Lingyu's gaze also fell to the door, her tone was light, but full of admiration, and she turned to look at Ya Le Yin with some amusement as she tugged at Chi Yan's ears.

"Dyeing and dyeing is really hard, but fortunately, there is a gentleman to accompany her in dyeing, so that she can have something to rely on."

Yar Leyin sighed, and unconsciously the snow-white figure and handsome cheeks appeared in his mind again. Sighing slightly, the person she wanted to rely on could really hold her firmly in his arms like a prince?

He shook his hair and threw the hypocritical thought out of his mind, his hand still on his chin, and his eyes didn't know where to go.

In the past, he had the impression that humans were greedy and ugly, but the appearance of ink dyeing told him that humans also have good people, so good that he is willing to protect him all the time.

For a month, Yar Leyin carefully took care of the medicinal herbs, fought in the Red Flame Lanxi, occasionally talked with the Ghost Face Rakshasa and Nian Lingyu, and spent the time in the non-stop refining of the elixir with the ink dye, and everyone stood at the door, waiting for the ink to come out.

Squeak –

Mo Ran pushed the door open, and a slightly pale face appeared in front of everyone.

Mo Ran looked at Jing Yi in the center with a smile, and his tone was a little weak: "Master, I succeeded, the innate high-grade elixir, and I live up to expectations." ”

"Dyeing is great!" Yar Leyin hugged the ink dye and rubbed it hard in his arms, the dyeing was really amazing.

"Congratulations, master." Ink Dye hugged Yar Leyin, looked at the four smiling partners, and returned a bright smile.

"You send the girl out, let her have a good rest, tomorrow, it's the conference, Chiyan, you go find that bastard boy, and let him come back quickly to take care of the ink dye."

Chi Yan looked at Jing Yi, and naturally understood who the bastard boy Jing Yi was talking about, naturally it was their master's man, Chi Yan shuddered when he remembered the strong aura that the man occasionally leaked.

"But master, master, I can't find him." Red Flame wilted and drooped his tail.

"Take this, go to the eastern part of the Shengqi Forest, and if there is a light, just call him."

Jing Yi threw Chi Yan a spirit stone and turned to leave.

Red Flame took the order, and together with the others, sent the ink dye back to the room, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Master, you have a good rest, we will call you when the time comes."

Nian Lingyu hugged Mo Ran to the bed and chuckled.

"That's it, Dye Master, take a good rest, don't worry about time."

The ghost-faced Rakshasa's silver eyes looked at the ink-dyed pale face, and his face was full of distress.

"Well, master, eat this."

Lan Xi's soft voice sounded, and his little hand took the ink-dyed one, and handed over a bottle of elixir.

"The master gave it, eat."

Lan Xi blinked his cute big eyes, and his eyes were full of determination, he must watch the ink dye eat it.

Mo Ran couldn't cry or laugh, reached out to take the pill, and put it in his mouth, Lan Xi's pink little face showed a smile.

A few people randomly found a place on the side, half-squinting and guarding the ink dye.

Here, Chi Yan followed Jing Yi's instructions and successfully found Jun Chenyuan, it is strange to say, there is actually a teleportation array there, what Chi Yan doesn't know is that that the spirit stone contains a trace of Jun Chenyuan's soul power, which was left behind when Jun Chenyuan first saw Jing Yi.

Jun Chenyuan followed Chi Yan back to the academy and sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers caressing his ink-stained pale cheeks.

"I'm thin again."

Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Ran's originally somewhat round face, but at this moment, it was less fleshy and more mature.

Several demonic beasts watched Jun Chenyuan's arrival, and they all quietly returned to the spiritual world, Jun Chenyuan came back, and they were no longer an eyesore here.

Perhaps because of those pills, the ink-stained face gradually became ruddy, the dry spiritual power gradually recovered, and the sky gradually darkened.

Jun Chenyuan carefully lay beside Mo Ran, tucked the quilt for Mo Ran, turned sideways to look at Mo Ran's delicate side face, and smiled silly.

Although some of the information is not complete, but Mo Ran, she has never been a powerless little woman, on the contrary, Mo Ran seems to be powerful and terrifying.