Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Dye who was cheering, the enthusiastic atmosphere seemed to be infected with Mo Dye, and the corners of her lips slowly curled, but she almost stunned the men in the audience.

Jun Chenyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and as soon as he reached out, he hugged the ink dye into his arms, blocking those wolf-like eyes.

Mo Ran looked up at Jun Chenyuan funny, pinched his palm, and rubbed Jun Chenyuan's cheek affectionately, like a cat, cute and tight.

Jun Chenyuan's gloomy face was no longer dark in an instant, a comfortable smile hung on the corner of his lips, and his arm tightened the ink stain in his arms.

Just as everyone was cheering, the golden Zhaobang in mid-air began to slowly emit light, as if someone's ranking began to change.

The crowd was illuminated by this light and looked up at the shining Zhaobang.

"Look, it looks like the ranking of the ink dyeing has changed!"

"Really......"

.......

It turned out that Mo Ran defeated Wen Baichuan and Wen Gurong, and the name that was originally in the fifteenth place advanced rapidly, and fell to the sixth place of Wen Baichuan and stopped, while the names of Wen Baichuan and Wen Gurong were tied for the fifteenth position.

"Looks like we need to keep fighting." 、

Wen Gurong tilted his head, smiled softly, hooked his fingertips to Wen Baichuan's little finger next to him, and then clenched it.

"Yes, sister, we still have a long way to go......"

Wen Baichuan seems to have learned a lot and understood a lot in this battle with Mo Ran, and now they are not only interested in the level of strength, but also have some views on the future and plans for themselves.

"The sixth place on the Zhao List is ink dyeing!"

"Ink dyeing! Ink dyeing! Ink dyeing! ”

The people in the audience began to cheer the name of Mo Ran, yes, since the establishment of the Spiritual Illusion Academy, there has never been a girl as talented as Mo Ran, who single-handedly defeated Wen Baichuan and Wen Gurong, who ranked sixth and seventh on the Zhao List, and were about to enter the six-strong competition, which is really incredible.

Mo Ran looked indifferently at the cheers below, those people shouted, cheered, and blessed all of them were her Mo Ran names.

For three years, Mo Dye has always believed that her name can spread throughout the continent.

"Guys take a break, let's start the game in the afternoon."

The dean raised his voice and said to everyone in the audience, turning his head and signaling a few people to go and rest.

The crowd began to disperse, ready to take a short break and continue in the afternoon.

"Dean'......"

Shangguan Huan seemed to want to speak and stopped, but was stopped by the dean's casually waving hand.

"Come with me, and I'll tell you the rules."

The dean waved his hand, glanced at a few people, and took the lead to step down the high platform.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan tacitly walked at the end and moved forward slowly.

"Dye'er, that man ......",

Jun Chenyuan's eyes flowed, he had long noticed that Shangguan Huan was wrong and hostile, although he didn't know where it came from, but he still had to remind Mo Ran to be careful.

"Shangguan Huan, I understand."

Ink Ran called his name and nodded with a wicked smile.

"Don't worry, have you forgotten who I am?"

The ink dye smiled lightly, and a white light flashed between the fingers under the sleeve, and the silver light disappeared as soon as the sleeve wind moved.

Then Shangguan Huan seemed to feel that the back of his neck was slightly wrong, and subconsciously raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, but he didn't find anything wrong, so he shook his head and didn't care about it.

It's just that what Shangguan Huan didn't see was that the silver light had quietly returned to Mo Ran's hand.

"Naturally, the lady doesn't have to worry, maybe it's time for him to worry."

Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Zhan's movements amusedly, but he didn't stop it, and a cold light flashed in Shangguan Huan's eyes.

"What do you want to do, but you have to ask me if I want to."

The silver needle in Mo Ran's hand sealed Shangguan Huan's dantian, maintaining his own strength, unable to improve a single point

, because Mo Ran faintly felt that Shangguan Huan's strength began to be a little vain, and it was clearly the strength that was forcibly improved with pills.

The small pavilion in front of him appeared faintly, and the dean walked there with a few people.

Mo Ran put away the sneer in his heart, returned to that indifferent appearance, and stuffed his little hand into Jun Chenyuan's big palm, and the two of them finally walked in and sat down.

"Dean, how do we compare the law?"

As soon as Wangshu sat down, he began to look at the dean impatiently, and a smile appeared on the cute doll's face.

"How do you want to compare?"

The dean seemed to be suddenly interested, and looked around in amusement, and finally landed on the face of the ink dye, looking directly into the bottom of the ink dye's eyes.

"Draw lots."

Mo Ran looked at the old fox-like dean in front of him and proposed the most conservative method.

"Draw lots, what about the three people who successfully advanced in the end?"

Wangshu pondered for a moment and looked at the ink dye.

"If you continue to draw lots, of course, one person will draw an empty ticket, and that will be considered luck."

The ink-dyed voice was gentle and soft, but it was a little cold.

"Do you have any opinions?"

The corners of the dean's lips rose more and more, and then he looked around, but no one objected.

"Okay, that's it, old man again, the leader will be the only qualified to go to the Middle Domain, I hope you all go all out and don't let yourself regret it."

The dean's voice fell steadily, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

"Understood, Dean."

"Let's all go and rest."

When the dean got an answer, he waved the group away.

"Chen Yuan, I'm suddenly a little confused."

The middle domain mentioned by the dean made Mo Ran involuntarily think of the Mo family, his parents, and those irritating things.

"Don't worry, Dye'er, just remember that you're just going to get back what belongs to you, and they stole it from you."

Jun Chenyuan hugged Mo Ran's shoulder and whispered, what about the Mo clan, if they dared to hurt Mo Ran, even if they left the family, they would protect her to the end.

"Take back what belongs to me, but where are my mother and father......

Mo Dye looked up, after this time, he must return to the outer continent and interrogate Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, what happened back then.

"I'm afraid the trip to the Middle Regions will be postponed."

Mo Dye clenched his fists, as if he had already thought about it.

"It's okay, Zhongyu, you can go whenever you want."

Jun Chenyuan rubbed his ink-dyed hair and chuckled.

"Chen Yuan, you are really a mysterious person, could it be that you are a member of the four major families of the Central Domain, right......?"

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan playfully, although Mo Ran didn't know Jun Chenyuan's strength and identity, he understood that the family that could cultivate people like Jun Chenyuan must be extraordinary.

In this way, there is only one place.

Medium domain.

"Who knows......"

Jun Chenyuan rubbed the ink dye's hair and muttered to himself, he always knew that the ink dye's intuition was very sharp, but he didn't know that he had already been exposed, but at this time, the ink dye knew, it only added to the troubles, and it still took some time.

Mo Ran looked at Jun Chenyuan and avoided talking about it, so she didn't dwell on it anymore, she understood that what she should know, Jun Chenyuan would tell her.

Two hours passed in a flash, Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan had a beautiful lunch, and then came to the arena.

"Ink dye!"

"Come on!"

"Roar Roar Roar ......."

As soon as Mo Ran's fiery figure appeared, there were many cheers, which was full of anticipation for Mo Ran.

Mo Dye stood back on the high platform, listened to the dean's cliché opening remarks, briefly introduced the rules by the way, and began to smoke

Signed.

"Come on, Dye'er."

"Okay."

Mo Ran chuckled at Jun Chenyuan, then reached into the box and took out a piece of paper with the number written on it, 2.

"I'm number two."

Wangshu's voice then sounded, and Mo Ran raised his hand to look at Wangshu's cute baby face that couldn't tell his age.

"I'm actually on the same page with ink dye, I'm really looking forward to it......"

Wangshu smiled happily, and that smile was mixed with a little ink-dyed incomprehensible look.

Su Ye looked at the number plate in his hand, and his eyes met Shen Sheng.

And Wu Nishang looked at Shangguan Huan, who was not very good-looking not far away, and a cold light crossed his eyes.

One of the most outstanding things about Wu Ni is the ability to investigate, Shangguan Huan's small actions in private, she is clear, Mo Dye is the little girl she fancies, but Shangguan Huan can't tolerate it.

It seems that the similarity between Wu Ni Shang and Ink Dye is that it is extremely short-guarding, of course, Wu Ni Shang has already classified Mo Dye as its own territory.

"Please draw the same number and stand on the corresponding table."

The dean's voice came slowly, and several people with the number plates walked to the corresponding battle platform one after another.

There were a lot of onlookers, and there were only three huge battle platforms in the center, so every move of the six people was exposed to everyone's eyes.

"Play, let's go."

With the order of the dean, dazzling fireworks lit up not far away, and as the fireworks fell, the competition began.

"Mo Ran, I'm finally up to you, you and I are at the same level, then, let's have an all-out fight."

Wangshu still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of war intent, he didn't care about the qualifications to go to the Middle Domain, he just wanted to fight with Mo Ran.

"Okay, as you wish."

Mo Ran chuckled, Wangshu of the same level would not be able to defeat her no matter what, after all, she was a fifth-level of six kings.

"Ink Dye, I know the identity of all your summoners, but if that's the case, can you still find me?"

Wangshu's cheerful voice resounded throughout the battlefield, but at some point, Wangshu disappeared like that, out of thin air, without a trace.

But Wangshu's voice came from all directions, making people confused.

"Assassin ......"

"Lord Wangshu is an assassin!"

"Oh my God, the profession of an assassin is so rare that I actually forgot that Lord Wangshu is an assassin."

There was a lot of discussion all around, and I was a little worried when I looked at the surroundings in a daze.

"Assassin ......"

After a night's sleep, he noticed the direction of the ink dye, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

At the beginning, Wangshu's assassin skills gave her a headache, and she struggled for a long time before she found the flaw, and at that time, she was one level higher than Wangshu.

The profession of assassin is very rare on the mainland, all because the art of assassination needs to be practiced since childhood, and it is extremely difficult, but after practice, it can melt into the air and conceal the body, which is the ultimate concealment exercise.

"It turned out to be an assassin, but it's a pity that you met me......"

At the moment when Wangshu disappeared, the corners of his ink-stained lips slowly hooked.

In his previous life, ink dyeing was brutally trained as a killing machine since he was a child, and this kind of assassin technique has long been familiar with it.

Mo Ran stood quietly in place, his blue eyes flowing in dark light, carefully observing the changes in the air around him.

Wangshu hid in the air, looking for the flaws of the ink dye, but the ink dye was on guard, and for a while, Wang Shu was at a loss.

"Wangshu, the art of assassins pays attention to concealment, and the most extreme concealment is to melt into the air."

Mo Ran chuckled and said slowly, and then the figure slowly changed to transparency, completely blending into the air.

"It's... This is...... The ultimate assassin's skill! ”