Jun Chenyuan exited the room and saw everyone running in a hurry, their faces full of worry.

"How about dyeing her?"

Lan Luoyi was the first to shout, looking at Jun Chenyuan's frozen face.

"Chen Yuan, how is Xiao Ran?"

"Someone is watching, waiting."

Jun Chenyuan replied, facing the door and pursing his thin lips, his fingers clenched into fists.

"How's the girl?"

The sky and Xuanxi followed, and the two of them gasped slightly, looking like they had run all the way, and the majesty at this moment had long been gone.

"Dean, elder, don't worry, Jun Gongzi said that there are people in the room to take care of it, wait and see how it happens."

Xia Muyao handed over two handkerchiefs and comforted the two.

"It's okay or not, it's a mess outside, I'll deal with it first, Xuanxi, I'll look at it here."

The sky gasped and instructed Xuanxi.

"It's good for the dean to go, and I'll take care of the dyeing girl."

Xuanxi nodded, watching the sky leave.

Several people were standing or sitting in the door of the ink-dyed room, all anxious.

"Sister Leyin, how is the master?"

The four contract beasts stood beside Mo Dye early, and while Yar Leyin was changing Mo Dye's clothes, Chi Yan and Nian Ling Yu returned to the spirit space first, leaving only Lan Xi and Ghost Face Rakshasa to accompany the two.

"Lan Xi rest assured, your master is in good health, but his injuries need to be recuperated."

Yarley peeled off the shirt at the Ink-dyed shoulder, taking a closer look at the injury on the Ink-stained shoulder.

was pierced by a spur, but fortunately it did not hurt the acupuncture points and meridians, just ordinary skin trauma.

Yar Leyin filled the elixir into the mouth of the ink dye, and the green light in his hand lit up, the green was gentle and delicate, like the color of life.

The ghost-faced rakshasa looked at the life force in Yarleyin's hand, and his silver eyes flashed in shock.

This girl's small body hides the mystery of life.

As the top demonic beast of the wood system, the ghost-faced rakshasa has naturally heard of these mysteries of life, but he has never seen them, and now, this mysterious power has appeared in such a girl.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa still seems to be strange, having seen Yar Rakin countless times, but never realizing anything wrong with her.

The ghost-faced rakshasa's silver eyes fell on Yar Leyin's busy time again, and a strand of white hair fell, she remembered that this was when the master first went to the Yar Leyin group, and after he came back, Yar Leyin only appeared this strand of hair.

In Ghost-Faced Rakshasa's memory, her mother told her that the elemental power of wood contains the power of life, which is different from the healing technique of the water system, but is a power that is essentially connected to life.

And the people who have this power only come from two families, one is the ancient Weisheng family, this family is mainly divination, and has the ability to visit fate and life, but unfortunately the Weisheng family has been hiding from the world for a long time, maybe it has declined, maybe it has disappeared.

And there is another one, which is the Relic Phoenix Clan.

There is only one person in the remnant phoenix clan who has the power of life in a thousand years, and this person's blood can make a hundred flowers bloom, a hundred grasses are prosperous, and life can be judged, but it is just a price, but a life for a life.

The ghost-faced Rakshasa's thoughts returned, and some misty eyes looked at Yar Leyin, could this person be the one who can judge life as Mother said?

"Lanxi, help me make a basin of hot water. Rakshasa, hey, Rakshasa, what's wrong with you, what are you in a daze? ”

Yar Leyin called the rakshasa several times but did not get an answer, and when she turned her head, she saw the stunned ghost-faced rakshasa and stretched out her hand to shake it in front of her eyes.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, what's wrong with Leyin? ”

The Ghost-faced Rakshasa came back to his senses and looked at Yar Leyin with a smile.

"Whew, it's not a big deal, help me get the silver needlecloth bag over there, and I want to dye and treat the meridians."

"Okay."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa turned around and looked thoughtfully at the potted plant next to the cloth bag.

"Sister Leyin, hot water is ready."

Lan Xi placed the basin of water in his hand nearby, watching Yar Leyin move.

"Leyin, your cloth bag."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa opened the cloth bag and handed it to Yar Leyin, and under the cloth bag was pressed a flower bud that had just broken off.

Yar Leyin answered, and without looking back, he reached out to take the cloth bag, but his finger was accidentally pricked by the silver needle in the cloth bag.

"Ah, it hurts."

Yarleyin retracted his finger, but blood dripped onto the bud.

The ghost-faced rakshasa quietly tucked the bud under his sleeve, and connected the bleeding fingers of the bone Yar Leyin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a prick, give it to me, the ink-stained meridians, can't be delayed."

Ghostface Rakshasa nodded, handed the cloth bag to Yarrakin and stepped aside.

Carefully took out the bud from his sleeve, red blood seeped into the bud closure, and the petals slowly opened and bloomed into a blooming flower.

With a smile on her lips and a tear quietly running through the corner of her eyes, she gently closed her silver eyes, and her mind echoed what her mother said.

"Hua'er, if we can meet the person who can judge life, our race will be saved."

The corners of Ghostface Rakshasa's lips were raised high, and joy filled his entire heart.

Mother, the flowers have found that person, found it, you wait for the flowers, the flowers will go back soon.

Lan Xi's big blue eyes looked at Ya Le Yin's neat and clean acupuncture techniques, and he was amazed.

After a while, Lan Xi watched as Mo Ran was pierced like a hedgehog, and Yar Leyin clapped his hands and exhaled.

"Almost."

Before Lan Xi could ask, Ya Er Leyin's hand lit up with green light again, and it penetrated into the ink-dyed body along the acupuncture points where the silver needle was standing, repairing the damaged meridians.

However, in just a few minutes, Yar Leyin's spiritual power was exhausted, and the spiritual sea was empty.

Yar Leyin looked at the wound on the ink-stained shoulder, which was no longer hideous, and the pink tender flesh had grown, and nodded with satisfaction.

She filled her mouth with an elixir, then took the silver needle and dressed Mo Dye.

"Whew, it's basically repaired, and then we have to keep the dyeing and dyeing in absolute rest."

"It's hard work, Sister Leyin."

"yes, thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome, your master is my best friend."

Jarrein smiled and shouted out the door.

"The injuries are almost healed, you can come in."

As soon as Ya Le Yin's words fell, Jun Chenyuan rushed in.

The next few people also walked in in a hurry, and they all tried to keep their voices as quiet as possible.

Jun Chenyuan sat on the edge of Mo Ran's bed, watching Mo Ran's rosy face and even breathing, and his heart that had been carrying it was also relaxed.

"Since Xiao Ran is fine, let Chen Yuan take care of it, I'll go first."

Mo Zhiyi saw the ink dye, and he was relieved, so he stopped being an eyesore here.

Everyone else had also seen the ink dye, and they were not worried, and they also took their leave.

"Elder, Dye'er is unwell, I'll send you on behalf of Dye'er."

Jun Chenyuan reluctantly got up, and the number of etiquette that should be done is indispensable.

"You, just accompany this girl, tell her well, in the future, don't be so desperate again, you must know that this child's life is not her alone."

Xuan Xi looked at the ink-dyed little face, his expression full of pity.

"Understood, I'll tell Dye'er."

Seeing Xuanxi's insistence, Jun Chenyuan sent her to the door and slowly closed the door.

"Dyeing and dyeing need to recuperate, don't exercise excessively, just eat lightly, I'm so tired, I'll go back first."

Ya Le Yin instructed Jun Chenyuan and left, she naturally understood that Jun Chenyuan would take care of the dyeing like a rare treasure, and she didn't have to worry.

Jun Chenyuan nodded, and Yaer Leyin disappeared in place.

"You four should also go out for a walk, Dye'er is fine, I'll just keep watch."

"Okay."

Ling Yu and Red Flame appeared out of thin air, and the four of them left the room together.

Jun Chenyuan stroked the ink-dyed stretched eyebrows, his eyes full of distress.

"Dye'er, Dye'er, what do you want me to do with you? Every time I watch you get hurt, but I can't intervene, my dyer, grow up quickly, before that, all the people who threaten you, I will make them disappear! ”

Jun Chenyuan held Mo Ran's little hand and leaned against Mo Ran's side and fell asleep.

"Hey, you say, our master is really, too desperate."

Red Flame was lying in the forest, lazily basking in the sun.

"It's not the first day you met the master, who can stop the master from doing what the master wants to do, but ah, it's the master's momentum, I love it very much."

Nian Lingyu seems to have collapsed a little, and the words she said did not have the gentle appearance of the past.

"You're done with Lingyu, and you're bowing down under your master's skirt."

Red Flame quipped, smiling wickedly.

"Don't you dare, Jun Chenyuan's evil god, life is still important."

Nian Lingyu couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Jun Chenyuan's ice-cube face.

"Hahaha, it turns out that Brother Ling Yu is afraid of Brother Chenyuan."

Lan Xi held his stomach and laughed, and the atmosphere was warm for a while.

"What's wrong with Rakshasa, why don't you speak?"

Nian Lingyu looked at the ghost-faced rakshasa who was sitting alone on the branch from Fang Cai and didn't say a word.

"Nothing."

As soon as the Ghost Face Rakshasa turned over on the branch, he fell to the ground and lay down on the soft grass with a smile on his lips.

"I've just found someone very important."

"Someone important? Who is it? Rakshasa. ”

Chi Yan curiously placed his head on top of the Ghost Face Rakshasa, his golden eyes suspicious.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa just smiled and didn't say a word, his eyes looking into the distance.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

Chi Yan's heart was itching, and he was coquettish.

"Hahaha, look, Chiyan is coquettish!"

Ghost-faced Rakshasa shouted with a grin.

"Brother Chiyan, shame, shame!"

Lan Xi laughed and rolled with Chi Yan, and the four of them laughed, so unhappy.

"Honor... Venerable God......"

In the center of the gloomy hall was a row of black-clothed people, all of whom looked at the Venerable God on the main seat with great fear.

"It's all rubbish!"

A strange voice sounded, and a huge air current poured out of the seat, and the group of people kneeling in the center spurted out blood in unison.

"The gods are angry."

"Anger? How do you tell this god to calm his anger, how long have you been, how long have you been tracking and checking Moran, and you haven't even found out her identity as a four-system summoner to this god, you tell this god, what is the use of this god leaving you! ”

The figure on the main seat rebuked angrily, and the monstrous anger was chilling.

Several people in the center of the hall looked at each other, and they all saw shock.

They naturally understood what the meaning of the four-line summoners was.

"The god is angry, Mo Dye is about to go to the outer continent, the outer continent is our territory, we are not afraid of her making waves, we can ...... like this"

The emaciated figure was wrapped in a black robe, and under the hood was a handsome young face.

"Hmph, I'll give you this opportunity, Shui Yunlou, don't let this god down."

"Congratulations to Lord Venerable God."

The figure on the main seat disappeared out of thin air, and Shui Yunlou's saluting body gradually stood upright, and the corners of his pale lips drew a playful arc.