St. Dan's Temple, Cadet Dormitory -

Mo Wanrou sat on the ground with blank eyes, her hands clasped weakly on her shoulders, and her pale face was full of tears.

Mo Wanrou's mind was in a state of confusion at the moment, and she didn't know what to do or think at all.

A moment ago, she was still the lady of the sky of Lan Ze Academy, the favorite disciple of Ye Lao, and the goddess of the Holy Dan Temple, but now she is already a waste, thinking of this, Mo Wanrou's tears that she could not stop falling like a dyke.

Mo Wanrou bit the name of Mo Dye tightly, her nails pierced deep into the flesh of her palm, and the blood stained the blue water skirt red, she and Mo Dye were incompatible!

"Don't cry...", a strange and gloomy voice echoed in Mo Wanrou's room.

"Who! Who is it! Mo Wanrou shouted into the air in horror, her eyes looking around, revealing a thick sense of fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." The voice was eerie and terrifying.

"Help me?" Mo Wanrou forgot her fear and asked in a daze.

"That's right, I can restore your dantian and spiritual sea, and let you become a lady of heaven again." That voice seduced Mo Wanrou's heart, which was already blinded by hatred.

"Really?" Hope rose in Mo Wanrou's heart, "But why are you helping me?" ”

"Because we have a common enemy, Inkdye. I can improve your strength if I help you with half of your soul, but I want you to kill Ink Dye at the Freshman Festival! The voice said grimly.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you can restore my strength, I'm going to kill Mo Ran, I must kill her!" Mo Wanrou's eyes were scarlet, and her cold tone seemed to come from hell.

"Hahahaha......." After the cold laughter, a thick black mist shrouded Mo Wanrou's body.

Mo Wanrou in the black mist felt the intense pain of soul peeling, but when she thought of Mo Ran's beautiful face, her eyes turned red with hatred, and she overshadowed the sharp pain.

From time to time, a strange scarlet oozed from the black mist, and Mo Wanrou's destroyed dantian spiritual sea was visibly restored with the naked eye.

On Mo Wanrou's pale face, a pair of scarlet and bloody eyes opened in vain, and there was a thick bloodlust and violence in his eyes, "Ink dyeing!" A strange voice that didn't belong to Mo Wanrou slowly spit out from the mouth of the one that was closed.

Here, Mo Ran packed up the necessary things, changed into her fiery red outfit, said goodbye to Xuanxi and Yu Yanhao, and embarked on a journey.

Yu Yan Hao was originally going to follow, but after learning the true strength of ink dye from Xuan Xi, he was silent for a moment, and then told Mo Dye to pay attention to safety, and he decided to stay in Lan Ze Academy and practice hard, so that one day he could compete with Mo Dye, and then wait for her to come back.

Mo Ran still remembered that his own Chiyan said like a little adult: "Young man, from the moment your eyes locked on your master, you are destined to watch her for the rest of your life. ”

Chi Yan clearly understands the excellence of his master, although he is still a child, but at least he still understands the sophistication of human feelings, and the tenderness that crosses in the kid's eyes from time to time is blind to his tiger.

However, he, Lord Tiger, didn't think that this kid in front of him was worthy of the heroic master of his family.

Mo Ran took the token given to her by Xuanxi and easily left Lan Ze Academy.

Red Flame stood on the ink-stained shoulder after a long absence: "Master, you can finally come out, it's too boring in Lan Ze Academy." ”

Ink dye nodded Red Flame's little head and smiled.

"Master, Lan Ze Academy is located above the Shengqi Forest, but the demonic beasts in the Shengqi Forest are basically beginner and intermediate, which is not suitable for me." Mo Ran touched his chin and said to Jing Yi, "Master, how is the Wujiang Swamp?" ”

"Hmm... There are many high-level demonic beasts there, but there are many dangers, and there are even many demonic beasts above the commander level, and there are a lot of relict phoenix clans who are good at witchcraft and Gu magic in that place, girl, have you thought about it? ”

Jing Yi frowned, a little worried.

"Master, this place is not far from the Wujiang Swamp, there is time to come, and there is no danger to make progress, I will refine some more pills on the way for backup." Mo Ran said with a smile.

Looking at the ink dyeing in red, bathed in the sun, and the unruly atmosphere, it really looked like himself back then, Jing Yi smiled and shook his head, forget about the young man, if you don't dare to break in, you can still call it youth.

"It's up to you, but pay attention to safety, the supply of pills in Scarlet Moon Tower has been a bit frequent recently, and the teacher has to sleep for a while."

Listening to Jing Yi's words, there was a faint tiredness in his voice, and Mo Ran felt guilty in his heart.

"I'm sorry, master, I'm still too weak."

"Don't say that, you've worked hard, don't push yourself too hard, there's a lot more you can help for the teacher." Jingyi was silent.

Mo Dye clenched his fists, strong, he was still too weak.

With red flames, Mo Dye shuttled through the Shengqi Forest along the way, fighting demonic beasts, fighting strange flowers and plants that eat people, and gradually improving his strength.

Just as we were approaching the western city of Wuluo, it rained heavily.

Ink Dye and Red Flame found a nearby cave, and Ink Dye lit a fire, baking their half-wet clothes.

"Master, I'll go find some food." Red Flame regained her massive size, got the approval of Ink-dyed, and turned and ran into the rain.

Mo Dye looked at the faint outline of the city behind the rain and had a plan in his heart.

Before Chiyan returned, Mo Ran took out the Dan furnace and prepared for alchemy.

Before going to Lan Ze Academy, during the time when Mo Dye was cultivating, she was successfully promoted to a second-level alchemist, thinking that when she first refined a first-level medicinal liquid, she only failed once and succeeded, which made Jing Yi cry out for demons, which was really scary.

There are a lot of precious medicinal materials left by the purple gel frost to the ink dye, but those ink dyes are not used yet, and the current ink dyeing is only a second-level rejuvenating elixir that can restore spiritual power and a healing pill that heals injuries and stops bleeding.

When I was in the academy, I didn't have much time to contact alchemy, so I was naturally a little rusty.

Ink Dye took out the medicinal herbs: "Centering grass, Po sa leaves, water mist grass heart ......"

The blazing flame lit up in the hand of the ink dye, warming the Dan furnace, and the spiritual power wrapped the medicinal herbs, finely removing impurities, and the bright black eyes of the ink dye shone brightly under the light of the fire.

The medicinal herbs that have been removed from impurities turn into juice and fall into the Dan furnace, and several medicinal liquids do not fuse with each other, and each lies in its own place.

Ink dyeing transports spiritual power and begins the most critical fusion, and the spiritual power of ink dyeing fuses the medicinal liquid together, and the medicinal power begins to repel each other.

The ink dye increased the delivery of spiritual power, transforming the repulsive medicinal power, and immediately, more than a dozen crystal clear pills appeared in the ink dyeing pill furnace, shining with a soft and delicate light.

Ordinary alchemists have a maximum of a few pieces in a furnace, and the ink dyeing is more than a dozen at a time, if those hidden alchemists know, they will definitely have to compete.

"Perfect quality." Ink wiped the sweat and muttered.

Mo Dye made more than a dozen recovery pills according to the steps, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the second-level pill of ink dye had reached a bottleneck, and this time he was able to break through.

Mo Ran took out the medicinal materials for refining the Yuan Ling Pill and took a deep breath, although the effect of the Fu Ling Pill is the same as that of the Yuan Ling Pill, the effect of the Yuan Ling Pill is much better than that of the Fu Ling San.

Slowly removing the impurities of the medicinal herbs, at every step, the ink dye carefully controlled the movements of the spiritual power, for fear that one mistake would fail.

There were large drops of sweat left on the ink-dyed forehead, and the sweat fell on the ink-dyed butterfly-like eyelashes, and the eyes were wet, but the ink-dyed did not have time to wipe it off, and the eyes were firmly fixed on the progress in the Dan furnace.

With a fluctuation of spiritual power, eight pills with a slightly rough color floated on the Dan furnace, and Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "The third-level Yuan Spirit Pill, the primary quality, has finally succeeded." ”

Mo Ran put away the pill with a smile, and before she could come back to her senses, her spiritual power set off a storm in vain, rushing towards the bottleneck of the eighth level, and after a burst of golden rules of heaven and earth, Mo Ran reacted after realizing it, and she was promoted.

Xu is to break through the bottleneck of the third level, the spiritual strength has improved, coupled with the unremitting efforts of ink dye during the academy, ink dye can be promoted in such a short period of time.

Mo Ran looked back and saw that Red Flame had also returned with the corpse of a demonic beast and some wild fruits.

"It's all wet, come here, I'll help you." Ink Dye carried magic in his hand, and a trace of red elements surrounded Ink Dye's slender jade hand, and Ink Dye brushed the wet fur of the red flame with one hand, and it was dried in an instant.

Feeling the ink-stained and powerful aura, Red Flame narrowed his eyes.

"The host is fine, I'll just come by myself. Congratulations to the master for advancing to the ninth level of magician, one step away from the commander level. Chiyan rubbed his ink-stained palm, coquettishly.

"Thank you."

Mo Ran looked at the corpse dragged back by Chiyan, and suddenly said, "Chiyan." ”

"Huh?" Red Flame looked back at the ink dye.

"I... I won't cook anything to eat, so you can only eat it raw. Mo Ran scratched his hair, his cheeks reddened slightly, and he dodged Red Flame's playful gaze.

"Hahaha, master, you are so cute." Red Flame rolled and laughed.

Mo Ran blushed his cheeks, and threw the fruit in his hand at Chi Yan angrily, and Chi Yan would not admit how cool he was when he looked at Mo Ran, who used to think he was an all-rounder, but he couldn't cook.

"Master, you can't cook, what about the embroidered female red?" Chi Yan tore the flesh and asked vaguely, he is a demonic beast, so naturally things don't have to be cooked.

"No," Mozen said as he ate the fruit and looked at Red Flame with a dark face.

"What about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

"No... Not so much. Painting and calligraphy are okay, nothing else. ”

"Hahahaha emotional master, you won't be able to show everyone..."

"I can't stop you from eating!" Ink dyed and pounced on Red Flame.

The master and servant fought and quarreled, and finally the ink stain was extremely sleepy, nested in the huge soft fur of the red flame, and slept with one man and one beast embracing each other.

The next day.

It rained overnight, washing the trees of the forest so bright and shiny, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of grass, the sky hung faintly rainbow, and the blue sky was clear and bright.

Ink Dye stretched, woke up Red Flame, and set out on the journey again.

The sun gradually climbed to its highest, and the temperature gradually became hotter, and Ink Dye came to Wuluo City with the simulated red flame.

The bustling crowd in the city, dressed in different styles, seemed to be warriors from all over the world, but more often were locals dressed in intricate silver ornaments, which resembled Miao Jiang in his previous life.

Walking through the neighborhood full of vendors, Mo Ran picked a random restaurant, and after finishing the lunch, he walked towards the outskirts of Wuluo City, that is, the Wujiang Swamp.

The closer you get to the perimeter, the more sparse people become, with only the occasional mercenary dressed as someone looking for something nearby.

Therefore, the young ink dye in red is quite eye-catching, especially the beautiful red flame on the shoulder of the ink dye, which makes many people look sideways.

Ink Dye did not hide his strength, everyone present felt the strength of the ninth level of ink dyeing, and the strength of ink dyeing even exceeded the strength of some mercenaries, and some people who looked at ink dye's stunning face, and those who tried to fight her idea naturally had a sense of proportion in their hearts.

Such a heroic posture, with a powerful breath of ink dye, walked indifferently, without finding the slightest darkness, the man's narrow phoenix eyes stared at her with interest, and the sexy corners of his lips hooked a good-looking arc.