"Master, it's here."

Nian Lingyu looked at the small luxurious area not far away, busy people and hawkers, extremely prosperous, and in the center, a high courtyard wall was erected, even if you didn't see the plaque, you could feel the grandeur of that level of family.

"Fly straight in."

Mo Ran sat on Nian Lingyu's back, his fingers rubbing the tips of his fingertips, and the corners of his lips hooked a sly arc, moving her people, today, even if the Lan family is not dead, they have to shed their skin.

"I'm starting to worry about the Lan family a little bit......"

Lan Luoyi propped her chin, looking at the beautiful appearance of Mo Ran's smile, her heart trembled, everyone who knew Mo Ran knew that once she showed this kind of smile, it meant that someone was going to suffer.

"I just hope everything goes well, and that scum Lan Feng can be punished."

Wu Shengyue sat beside Lan Luoyi, his eyes unconsciously fell on the sachet on Lan Luoyi's waist, the sachet was already very worn, but it could still be seen that it was delicate in the past, with gold wire piping, sewn with high-quality satin, even if more than ten years had passed, the sachet still exuded a unique aroma, which seemed to be a unique taste.

On the white silk, a "blue" character is embroidered with blue-gold silk thread, and you can see at a glance that the embroiderer's font is beautiful, with a little tranquility.

This sachet was carried by Lan Luoyi since he was a child, and when Wu Shengyue first saw Lan Luoyi, he was tied to his waist and always cared for him.

"Roy, this sachet ......."

Wu Shengyue has seen it many times, but he has never asked the source, so he is much more curious now.

"Well, this is when I was conscious, and I don't know much about the specific problem, so it's probably my family's thing......."

Lan Luoyi has a memory, that is, living alone in a forest, only a set of clothes and a sachet around her, for the memories of the past, Lan Luoi does not remember very clearly, always a little vague, the only thing she remembers is a woman in a yellow shirt, the breath on her body is very kind, but it can only be seen in dreams, but Lan Luoi can always see her face clearly.

"Yes, master."

Nian Lingyu received the order, and the huge body passed low in the air, stirring up a violent dust, causing chaos among the people around him for a while, but soon, the soldiers of the Lan family quickly quelled this short-term chaos.

"What people, any demonic beasts are forbidden to fly over the Lan clan."

Soon, someone began to shout at the ink dyeing people, and the person saw the ink dyed people on Nian Lingyu's back, and immediately frowned.

"Ling Yu, stop at the door of the Lan family."

Mo Dye didn't care how the person shouted, and told Nian Lingyu where she landed, she Mo Dye was here to find trouble, and she would definitely not be so low-key, she wanted everyone to know that she Mo Dye was coming.

Nian Lingyu's huge wings circled, and then landed steadily at the door of the Lan family, where two mighty stone lions stood on the side of the door, holding rare gems and jade jue in their mouths.

The stout stone pillars on both sides support the magnificent courtyard gate, and the dark plaque has two gilded characters on it, "Blue Mansion", which is really worthy of being a first-class family, this style, it is desirable.

"I don't know what Your Excellency is doing, come to visit, it's so majestic."

Lan Hengchuan, the head of the Lan family, naturally brought a group of servants with him early

The wife gathered in front of the door, since the Lan family sat in the position of the first-level family, no one had ever come here in such a battle.

"Psychic Academy, ink dyeing."

Mo Ran jumped down from behind Nian Lingyu, stepping on a firm step, and his eyes looked directly at Lan Hengchuan's somewhat displeased eyes indifferently.

"Ink dye?"

Lan Hengchuan naturally heard the name of ink dye, that girl, that legendary girl, Lan Hengchuan's eyes looked at ink dye, and joy flashed in his eyes.

The ink-dyed blue eyes were like water, but with a faint coldness, as if they could see through everything.

Ten fingers are slender, the skin is like clotted fat, the snow white is pink, it seems to be able to wring out the water, a pair of red lips, not dyed and red, every move seems to be dancing, the long hair hangs straight down the ankles, untie the hair, the green silk dances with the wind, emitting a fragrance, can attract butterflies, the waist is slender, the limbs are slender, and there is a fairy-like temperament.

She wears a red dress, rusty butterfly dark lines, a green silk with butterfly tassels shallowly up, a butterfly carved from a night of pearls on the forehead, exuding a faint light, Emei swept lightly, no powder on the face, but still can't hide the stunning face.

A crystal necklace around the neck, more and more called the collarbone clear, the white jade bracelet on the wrist lined with snow skin, a pair of gilt shoes on the feet decorated with precious stones, beautiful eyes flowed, gently stepped into the platform, the corners of the skirt flew, like a pale butterfly that lost its breath in the dark, the expression was indifferent, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, the ground, the corner of the ink-stained mouth hooked a smile, that moment was as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks, it was stupid.

The servants around Lan Hengchuan were staring at the ink dye with straight eyes, and they didn't want to miss it for a moment, they had never seen such a beautiful and transparent person.

"Hmph-"

The wolf-like eyes of the men naturally aroused Jun Chenyuan's great disgust, and with a cold snort, Jun Chenyuan's purple-gold robe flew up, and an invisible force lifted the group of servants out, and then hugged Mo Ran tightly into his arms.

Damn, his woman, how can you allow ants to blaspheme.

Jun Chenyuan's inadvertently exposed hand caused a burst of panic, and before Lan Hengchuan had time to react, he saw the group of servants flying out upside down in an instant, crashing into the courtyard wall behind them in embarrassment, and wailing one after another.

"I don't know what the ink-dyed friend means?"

Lan Hengchuan stared angrily, staring at Mo Ran tightly, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, in his opinion, Mo Ran came here just to admire the prestige of his Lan Mansion and came to visit, but this kind of action caused innocent harm without authorization, but Lan Hengchuan couldn't agree with it.

"Me? Come looking for trouble. ”

Mo Ran lazily leaned on Jun Chenyuan's arms, grabbed Jun Chenyuan's hair with one hand, rubbed it for a moment, and raised his eyes funny, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the clear coldness was reflected in Lan Hengchuan's eyes.

"Looking for trouble? Do you know where this is? ”

Lan Hengchuan was laughed at in an instant, and with a wave of one hand, countless soldiers surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside the few people, and countless sword halberds were aimed at several people.

"Where, can you stop me? Master of the Lan family, you say that if I go to war, with your ability, how much can I protect? ”

Mo Ran chuckled and shook his head, five rays of light suddenly appeared beside him, and after the light dissipated, five people with different hair and eyes appeared in place, and in just a moment, Lan Hengchuan realized that those five people were not humans, but humanoid demonic beasts.

Lan Hengchuan natural note

Meaning ink dyeing, so amazing and gorgeous, only seventeen years old Emperor Fifth level summoner, the first day of the Jialan Continent that has no ancients before and after the first day, the name of ink dyeing swept the entire inner continent at a wind-like speed through the Zhaobang Competition, and the detailed information was almost immediately sent to the head of the first-level family.

Although the strength of ink dyeing is not so strong, but what they fancy is the talent of ink dyeing, just imagine, what does it mean to be a seventeen-year-old emperor at the fifth level.

Lan Hengchuan's gaze once again focused on the five people behind Mo Ran, the woman with black and white hair and a bewitching and graceful figure was one of the most mysterious races among the wood-based demonic beasts, the ghost-faced rakshasas.

The fishtail body, the whole body is ice blue, and the golden Seagod mark on the forehead is the sea charm family that has completed the inheritance of the sea god, Lanxi.

A harmless baby face of humans and animals, covered in flames, with two round tiger ears on his head, it was the Red Flame Golden Tiger, Red Flame.

The figure of the fairy, the purple eyes are shining, and the lightning aura surrounds the body, it is the six-winged griffin, Nian Ling Yu.

The last man with a sassy temperament, his clothes hung loosely on his body, revealing a large white chest, and nine huge fluffy fox tails behind him, which were nine-tailed red foxes, nine-taileds.

Lan Hengchuan's eyes narrowed, these five demonic beasts, just one of them will shock the world, not to mention, Mo Dye has five, Lan Hengchuan's face gradually softened, and he stretched out his hand to withdraw the soldiers.

"Ink dyeing friend, this must be a slight misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Then let's talk about what your good son Lan Feng did. ”

As soon as Mo Ran's words fell, the face of the beautiful woman beside Lan Hengchuan changed suddenly.

The ink-dyed eyes flashed slightly, this is probably the singer Chuchu who relied on the "gentle and virtuous lady" to ascend to the top.

That Chuchu seems to have dressed up specially today, wearing a pink embroidered Luo shirt, a pearl white lake crepe skirt, the melon seed-shaped white and tender jade face, a pair of pear vortices slightly flushed between the cheeks, lightly smeared rouge, so that the cheeks are polished like a newly opened Qiong flower, white and red. Although she is already the mother of two children, her figure and appearance are still young, and there is no trace of time.

The long black eyebrows, not like a painting, a pair of eyes that are looking forward to life, those seductive eyes, black and white, rippling with intoxicating charm. The pearl-white ribbon was curled up, the long hair hung down to the waist, the forehead and ears were hung with a white and pink intarsia hanging bead hair chain, and occasionally one or two disobedient beads hung down, which added to the beauty of both reality and illusion.

With a milky white jade bracelet on his wrist, the warm mutton fat white jade exudes an unspoken brilliance, which complements the simple outfit, and a thin silver necklace around his neck, faintly with a purple luster.

But the woman's originally ruddy cheeks turned pale in an instant, Chu Chu was good at observing words and feelings, so from the appearance of the ink dye to the trouble, Chu Chu stood aside obediently, did not intervene, did not do much, and was well-behaved, but the essence of the eyes flowed from time to time, but it did not escape the eyes of the ink dye.

Chu Chu gave birth to a son and a daughter, his son Lan Feng was born with disabled legs, and it was difficult to do big things, but he was troubled all day long, which made Lan Hengchuan extremely annoyed, and his daughter Lan Nianxi, although she was a little smart, was narrow-minded, which made Lan Hengchuan dissatisfied for a long time.

Now that he heard that Lan Feng had caused trouble again, and even provoked the evil god of ink dyeing, Chu Chu's heart sighed.