"Hehehe, I don't want my ghost face Rakshasa to rarely show up, and there will be people who recognize me." The woman curled the corners of her lips and looked straight into her ink-stained black eyes.

The original body of the ghost-faced Rakshasa is the Ghost Vine Witch Flower, which is rare and rarely appears in the public eye, and the ink dye is only known from the ancient books collected by the purple condensation frost.

Most of the ghost-faced rakshasas have both good and evil personalities, are powerful, have strange and beautiful appearances, and have some special abilities, which are not recorded in detail in the book. What ink dyeing encounters today is only the imitation of childhood.

As soon as the infant has reached the intermediate level of leadership, you can imagine how immeasurable the future is.

Mo Ran looked at the bewitching woman in front of him, and his heart rose in vain, if he could make a successful contract, it would really be great.

"Jun Chenyuan, help me." Mo Ran back held Jun Chenyuan's big palm.

"Okay." Jun Chenyuan protected the ink dye, and inexplicably understood the meaning of the ink dye, and his purple eyes stared closely at the woman in the center of the stamen.

"Little girl, you... Hitting my mind? Ghost-faced Rakshasa squinted at his silver pupils and looked at Ink Dye playfully.

Mo Ran was shocked: "Ghost-faced Rakshasa, an extremely rare demonic beast in the Jialan Continent, is naturally heartbeat. ”

"Hahahaha, the little doll is quite honest, to be honest, this swamp is not very interesting, if you beat me, I will go with you, how about it?"

The ghost-faced rakshasa's slender fingers tapped his lips and lay lazily in the huge petals.

"If you say that, don't go back." Ink Dye frowned tightly.

"Nature."

"Jun Chenyuan, give me her front." I'll leave it to you later.

The second half of Mo Ran's sentence didn't come out, but she believed that Jun Chenyuan would definitely understand what she meant.

She didn't know what it was like to trust a stranger in this inexplicable way, but she just knew that she believed him.

I have to say that the tacit understanding between these two people is really natural, Jun Chenyuan nodded and disappeared in place.

The ghost-faced Rakshasa looked at Jun Chenyuan who disappeared, and the interest in his eyes gradually expanded, they were really interesting two people.

"Ghost-faced Rakshasa, I'm going to condemn you." Ink Dye flew up and lunged at the ghost-faced rakshasa.

"Chains of Water, Bondage!" Ink Dye shouted, ice-blue chains tightly bound to the woman in the center of the petals.

"Little doll, aren't you too wise to deal with plants with water?" The ghost-faced rakshasa covered his lips and chuckled, and with a slight movement of his jade arm, the chain shattered.

Mo Ran looked at the murderous ghost-faced Rakshasa and understood that she really just wanted to teach herself, and she knew that she couldn't let her down.

"I don't have real skills, but I can't be my master!"

The Ghost-faced Rakshasa naturally saw the identity of the ink-dyed summoner, but he didn't expect it to be the three systems, the wood system, the water system, and the fire type demonic beast lying there.

"It's just a warm-up." A smile crossed his eyes, and he lightly sprinkled something around his hand.

"Burst of Fire, go!" Countless fireballs flew towards the Ghost-Faced Rakshasa Sho.

The ghost-faced rakshasa's long black and white hair flicked, and the hair blocked one fireball after another, and bounced back.

Ink Dye dodged, thinking about how to defeat her with such a disparity in strength.

"Blazing Flame." A nice male voice came from behind the Ghost Face Rakshasa, and along with the sound, a blazing temperature came.

"Good boy, the leader of the junior level, not bad."

The Ghost-faced Rakshasa turned around, and with a wave of his left hand, countless vines weaved into a large net in front of him, firmly blocking the blazing heat from the outside.

Jun Chenyuan attacks from time to time to attract the attention of the Ghost-faced Rakshasa and let Ink Dye finish her business.

The afterglow of the Ghost-faced Rakshasa caught a glimpse of the figure of Ink Dye rushing over, and countless vines appeared in his right hand, rushing into the ground, advancing through the earth, and setting off cracks in the flat grass.

As she advanced to her position, she broke through the ground and wrapped herself tightly around her waist, holding her in the air, leaving several bloody wounds on her delicate skin.

The long hair of the ghost-faced rakshasa flicked, and the hair was like a spider web, wrapping around Jun Chenyuan's body and scattering around.

"Ghost-faced Rakshasa you lost!" The ink dye hooked the corners of his lips and looked fixedly at the ethereal silver eyes of the ghost-faced rakshasas.

"Little doll, are you joking?" Ghost-faced Rakshasa smiled and looked at the two who were imprisoned by themselves.

Ink dye lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.

"Array of Fire, rise!" Ink Dye's hand shone with fiery red light, and the huge fiery red formation enveloped the ghost-faced rakshasa in it.

"Thunder Power!" Mo Dye immediately shouted, and purple lightning slashed into the formation.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa's long hair quickly retracted, and the vines scattered to protect the flowers.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan tumbled down from the sky and stood in front of the ghost-faced rakshasa in tacit understanding.

"Well done." Jun Chenyuan's soft gaze fell on the ink-stained embarrassed face.

"Thank you for attracting her attention, but it's hard to hurt her with this kind of attack." Mo Dye said lightly, patting the dust on his hand.

"Boom-"

After a gust of wind, the flames of the fire array that had been increased by the momentum of the thunder gradually extinguished, and the ghost-faced rakshasa stood in the center, his long hair on the ground was scorched in half, and he was scattered behind him in embarrassment.

The ghost-faced rakshasa shook his hair absently, put away the ghost vine witch flower, and slowly walked in front of the ink dye.

"I recognize your abilities, your eyes and breath tell me that my decision can't be wrong, right" Ghostface Rakshasa smiled, his silver eyes full of satisfaction.

"Trust me, you won't regret it." Mo Dye stood there, embarrassed but unable to hide the peerless elegance.

"Rakshasa has seen his master." Ghostface Rakshasa bent down and smiled.

"The Formation of Contracts, Rise."

The ink dye contracted the ghost-faced rakshasa, Jun Chenyuan looked at the ink dye in the colorful formation, and somehow, his eyes just didn't obey the call, and he was tightly glued to the ink dye.

The light gradually dimmed, and Mo Ran closed his eyes, feeling that the aura in his body had increased a lot.

"Lord Master, are you a fifth-line summoner?" The shocked voice of the Ghost-faced Rakshasa came to mind, but it was always a little different from before.

"Low-key, low-key." Mo Zye opened his eyes slightly, almost jumping to his feet in shock by the sight in front of him.

The ghost-faced Rakshasa in front of her, the clothes are still the same clothes, the long hair is still the same long hair, but who will tell her why the bewitching woman just now has become a little girl?

"You... You...."Ink-dyed rare gaffe.

"Oh, master, don't make such a fuss, I'm a child, this is itself." The ghost-faced Rakshasa blinked with big silver eyes, and the immature little face was simply cute.

"This little thing......." Jun Chenyuan was also stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Rakshasa, you're so cute." Mo Ran picked up the ghost-faced Rakshasa in front of her, half a head shorter than her, and rubbed hard, Mo Ran likes children the most.

"......" Jun Chenyuan looked at the ink stain with joy on his face, and his heart was soft.

"Rakshasa, can you wake up Red Flame and Rakuin?" Mo Ran looked at Chiyan and Yar Leyin, who were still unconscious, and said.

"Leave it to me." The small body of the ghost-faced rakshasa walked up to a man and a beast, and with a wave of his hands, a pale pink mist shrouded them.

After a while, the two woke up leisurely and looked around in a daze.

Mo Ran fed them the elixir and explained, and the group left the place.

As it darkened, several people stopped near a huge ancient tree to prepare for the night.

Mo Dye lit a fire, and watched the extremely tired Yar Leyin sleep soundly on Chi Yan's body, Mo Dye took out the ointment and prepared to apply it to the wound.

The medicine in her hand was suddenly taken away by a pair of slender and powerful hands, and she slowly applied the wound instead.

"You..." Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan's handsome cheeks reflecting the firelight, and suddenly couldn't speak.

"Don't move, I'll just come." Jun Chenyuan smeared it carefully, carefully as if he were a treasure.

Mo Ran looked at his serious expression, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, and some broken memories in his mind began to revive again.

A man dressed in white stood not far away, unable to see his face clearly, and his figure was wrapped in the flying flowers on the other side.

"Dye'er, Biluo Yellow Spring, where you are, I will be there......"

"Dye'er, I'm sorry.."

"Dye'er, I love you"

"Dye ......"

Mo Ran just looked at it, the pain of the heart tearing, the man was so familiar, the familiarity made her heart ache.

A touch of warmth flashed across his cheeks, and the ink came back to his senses.

"Did I hurt you? Why are you crying? Jun Chenyuan's originally cold purple eyes flashed with panic, and he hurriedly wiped his ink-stained face.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand in a daze, his fingertips touched the water marks, did he cry because of a dream.

"It's okay, it's okay" Mo Dye hurriedly waved her hand, and just as she was about to say something, a gust of wind blew.

Ink dye's expression was grim: "Red flame, protect the music." Immediately take precautions.

Red Flame stood up, his hair blowing up, and a slight tiger roar appeared from his mouth.

"It's not good, be careful." Jun Chenyuan frowned, this aura was unusual.

"Master, I'm familiar with this breath, it has recently appeared in the Wujiang Swamp, and there are frequent activities, but no one knows what they are going to do." The Ghost Face Rakshasa was surrounded by vines and said in a cold voice.

Whoosh –

Bursts of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the sound of demonic beasts running was everywhere.

"We seem to be surrounded." Mo Ran looked at the red-eyed demonic beasts around him and clenched his fists.

Jun Chenyuan looked at the bloodshot but dull gaze of the demonic beasts, and thought suspiciously: "These demonic beasts should be controlled by something, and their eyes are wrong." ”

Before they could react, the group of demonic beasts rushed towards Ink Dye and his party like crazy.

Behind the army of demonic beasts, a figure in a black cloak smiled gloomily, the wide cloak covered the man's expression, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes, shining with a cold and vicious light.

Ink Dye and his party fought hard, "Wood Entanglement! Ink Dye pulled Yar Leyin, who was almost injured by the demonic beast, to his side.

"It's not safe here, you go in first." Before he had time to say more, Mo Ran stuffed Yaer's music into Biluo and passed the sound to Jingyi.

"Burst of Fire! Tsk, these monsters can't be killed. Ink wiped the blood from his face, frowned, and didn't notice a flash of lightning from behind.

"Ink dye!" Jun Chenyuan's body disappeared quickly, holding Mo Ran firmly in his arms, and the lightning hit Jun Chenyuan's back hard, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Dye turned his head to look in the direction of the attack, "Thunder power, go!" Purple lightning struck a black figure, which quickly flashed over his shoulders and seemed familiar.

Mo Ran held Jun Chenyuan's crumbling body and filled the pill into his mouth in one go, and Jun Chenyuan's face only recovered a little red.

"I'm fine, let's fight off the monster first." Jun Chenyuan stood up, as if nothing happened.

"You're poisoned, you can't use magic anymore!" Mo Ran said, looking for the medicinal materials of the antidote pill in Biluo.

"It's fine." Jun Chenyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with magic in his hand, he repelled the nearest few demonic beasts.

Mo Ran was angry, pressed Jun Chenyuan against the tree, and yelled: "You don't want to die? If you use magic again, I'll knock you out and feed the monsters! ”

The anxiety in the ink stain fell into Jun Chenyuan's eyes, "Ink stain, you are worried about me." ”

"I didn't!" The ink was dyed.

Jun Chenyuan didn't care what Mo Ran said, he kissed Mo Ran's pink lips, Mo Ran's brain was blank, and he forgot to push him away.

The tide of demonic beasts here slowly receded with the disappearance of the man in black, and the ghost-faced rakshasa looked at the condition of the ink dye, stuck out his tongue, and returned to the spiritual world in a familiar way.

Chi Yan ran to the side to look at the sky, looking like he didn't look at or listen to incivility.

Most of the Warcraft are at the seventh or eighth level, except for Jun Chenyuan, who was injured to protect the ink dye, the rest of the people simply hung up the color, and it was not a big deal.

The ink dye here was kissed by Jun Chenyuan, and finally came back to his senses, pushed Jun Chenyuan away, blushed through, and grabbed Jun Chenyuan's neck.

"Be my woman, ink dye, I just want you." Jun Chenyuan ignored the hand on his neck, and his firm eyes clearly fell into the ink-stained eyes.

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan's purple eyes seriously, and in the narrow eyes, the figure of Mo Dye was reflected, clear and stunning.

Now Mo Ran seemed to understand what the throbbing in Jun Chenyuan's heart was called.

Love.

Love, ink dye has never touched, but ink dye is a person who follows her heart, since she is aware of her heart, she will not ignore it.

"Jun Chenyuan, what I want is that I will never betray you for the rest of my life, if you can't do it, don't provoke me." Mo Ran pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

"Ink dyeing, Jun Chenyuan is the only one in this life, and he will never betray." Jun Chenyuan's slightly pale face looked at the ink dye fixedly.

"If you betray me, I will kill you at the ends of the earth, believe me." Mo Ran grabbed Jun Chenyuan's shirt and said viciously.

"Okay." Jun Chenyuan's big palm covered the pink fist on his chest and clenched it tightly.

Mo Ran loosened Jun Chenyuan's clothes, shook his head with a chuckle, and stretched out his fist: "Then, please advise me for the rest of my life." ”

The corners of Jun Chenyuan's sexy lips hooked up a charming arc, and he stretched out his fist and touched the ink-dyed petite pink fist.

"Please advise."