Mo Elegy left the main hall, turned into black smoke and drifted towards Lan Ze Academy, attached to Wan Qing'er's fallen body, and after a while, Wan Qing'er sat up from the ground, with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, and disappeared in place.

"Dye'er, let's eat."

Mo Ran pushed the door in, and saw Jun Chenyuan sitting at the table waiting for her, the sumptuous food on the table was neatly arranged, which was appetizing.

"I'm starving, thank you Chenyuan."

Mo Ran smiled and took the dishes and chopsticks handed by Jun Chenyuan, sat down and began to eat.

"In tomorrow's competition, Liu Qianxue is afraid that she will be a strong opponent."

Mo Ran put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and Jun Chenyuan's voice sounded in his ears.

"Well, and that princess, Wan Qing'er."

"Evening Qing'er? She's not ......" Jun Chenyuan frowned, and a dark light flashed across his purple eyes.

"She seems to have something to do with the Phantom, and her arms have grown."

The ink-stained eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

The two finished dinner and changed into light bedclothes. When Mo Ran walked out from behind the screen, he saw Jun Chenyuan wearing a light purple bedclothes, lying on the couch, holding a book in his hand and reading carefully.

Mo Dye leaned against the edge of the screen with his hands on his chest, smiling at the corners of his lips. It seems that she has become accustomed to having Jun Chenyuan by her side every day, to his warm embrace, to his powerful heartbeat and the sense of security that he often brings her.

This man, it's been a year, and the feelings have not diminished, but have become more profound, and the reluctance to separate has not been less at all.

Mo Dye even thought that this person would be by his side all the time, and it seemed that he could forget everything, and he really loved this person miserably.

Mo Ran shook his head, lowered his eyes and smiled, it really seemed to be destined.

"I've been watching it for a long time, but I'm still satisfied."

Jun Chenyuan raised his head in the book, his purple eyes flashed with a smile, his body relaxed and leaned against the bed behind him, and his bedclothes slid down, revealing a large white chest and delicate collarbones.

"This girl's vision is naturally satisfied."

Mo Ran smiled brightly, approached Jun Chenyuan's side, and looked at the muscles in his chest, which were extremely attractive, and he really wanted to try the feel.

Mo Ran thought like this, and did the same, his palm unceremoniously attached to Jun Chenyuan's chest, and he squeezed it with a wicked smile before letting go, laughing like a stealing cat.

Jun Chenyuan was only stunned for a moment when he watched Mo Zhan's movements, and then laughed evilly, reached out and grabbed Mo Ran's arm and pulled the person down, turned over and covered it, and his fingers traced the contours of Mo Ran's cheeks.

"Dye this is, greedy for the beauty of the husband?"

The tail note rises, the temptation is full of points, Jun Chenyuan's purple eyes are full of tenderness, staring directly at the ink dye.

Mo Dye naturally couldn't stand such a temptation, his ears turned red in an instant, his cheeks were also dyed pink, and his shy and seductive appearance fell into Jun Chenyuan's eyes, and when he reacted, he hurriedly pushed Jun Chenyuan away and jumped out of bed.

"That, I... I'll go see the eldest brother, Chenyuan, you sleep first. ”

With that, he dodged and ran out of the room.

Jun Chenyuan looked at the appearance of Mo Dye running away, and a hearty laugh came out, which made Mo Dye speed up his pace in shame.

Running out of the room, Mo Ran patted his chest and panted slightly, and his red ears were a little better, and he remembered Jun Chenyuan's seductive appearance, and scolded with a smile.

"This demon is really ......"

Mo Dye shook his head, his own man is too tempting, how to deal with it, wait online, urgent!

Retract the whimsy in his mind and walk towards Mo Zhiyi's room.

"Big brother, I'm Xiao Ran."

"Well, come in."

Mo Ran knocked on the door, and after hearing Mo Zhiyi's voice, he pushed the door and entered.

"Big brother is feeling better? Do you need a small dye pill? ”

Mo Ran watched Mo Zhiyi wear a navy blue cardigan robe, sitting on a chair drinking tea, the candle beside him shining faintly.

"Big brother is fine, it's just a little cold, I heard that Xiao Ran won the top spot today, Xiao Ran really surprised Big Brother."

Mo Zhiyi pulled Mo Dye to sit down, pushed a cup of steaming tea in front of Mo Dye, and rubbed Mo Dye's long hair with a smile.

"Big brother, don't cancel the small dye, it's just luck, if the eldest brother catches a cold, he should wear more clothes, so as not to get sick."

Mo Dye stood up, draped the cloak on the bed over Mo Zhiyi's shoulders, and then sat down and took a sip of tea.

"Big brother, this tea is so raw and rich, Xiao Ran likes it."

Mo Zhiyi looked at the surprised expression on his ink-dyed red face, his facial lines became softer and softer, he tightened the cloak on his body, and smiled lightly.

"This is given to me by Ning Yi, if Xiao Ran likes it, the eldest brother will ask him for some another day."

"Big brother is the best."

Mo Zhiyi's voice is soft, Mo Zhiyi is the only one of her relatives in this world who is so good to her, except for the purple condensation frost, in Mo Zhiyi's heart, Mo Zhiyi is the most important part of her heart.

"Will Big Brother go to see tomorrow's magic competition?"

Mo Dye blinked at Mo Zhiyi with big sparkling eyes.

"There is a small dye competition, the eldest brother must go."

Mo Zhifu stretched out his hand to play with the ink-dyed hair, and the ink-dyed hair was soft and smooth, which made people love it.

Mo Zhiyi's black eyes swept over the ink-dyed eyebrows, and the ink-dyed smiled, his eyes were full of obsession and intoxication, and he muttered unconsciously.

"It's like ......"

"Huh? Big brother, like what? ”

Mo Dye listened to the words that didn't really cut Mo Zhiyi, and asked questions.

"It's nothing, the eldest brother just said that Xiao Ran was the same as the eldest brother's mother when he was a child, so cute."

Mo Zhiyi bent his eyebrows and eyes, and collected all the emotions in his eyes.

"The eldest brother's mother-in-law, if Xiao Ran remembers correctly, she was a famous beauty at that time."

Mo Dye paid attention to the changes of Mo Zhiyi, Mo Zhiyi's mother died in childbirth when Mo Zhiyi was born, and Mo Zhiyi survived alone in this intriguing Mo Mansion.

Thinking of the dark time in the General's Mansion, the cold in his eyes flashed, Mofu, you owe me ink dyeing, I will one day ask for it back with interest.

"Xiao Ran, there is one more thing that big brother wants to say."

Mo Zhiyi withdrew his eyes and looked at Mo Dye.

"Big brother, but it's okay to say."

"Xiao Ran and Jun Gongzi live together, there is no marriage match, so it seems inappropriate."

Mo Zhiyi looked at Mo Dye with some disapproval.

"Big brother, Chen Yuan and I have long recognized each other, and marriage is just a formality for us, but Xiao Ran understands the relationship, and big brother doesn't have to worry."

Mo Ran smiled and patted the back of Mo Zhiyi's hand, his eyes looking into the distance.

Her wedding with Jun Chenyuan seems to have to wait for everything to settle, it should be, it will be a long time.

"It's good if you understand the proportions, it's not early, Xiao Ran go back to rest early, try tomorrow, just do your best."

"I understand."

Mo Zhiyi sent Mo Dye to the door, and watched Mo Dye turn around and enter another room, his eyes falling on the cloak on his shoulder, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dye'er is back?"

Jun Chenyuan listened to the sound of the door opening and looked at it with a smile.

"Ahem, I'm back."

Mo Dye pretended to cough twice, and slowly rubbed to Jun Chenyuan's side, smiling flatteringly.

"What, Chen Yuan, can you stop tempting me, please let go."

Mo Ran clasped his hands together and looked at Jun Chenyuan pitifully, which unsurprisingly provoked Jun Chenyuan's hearty laughter.

"Alright, let's go to sleep, it's late."

Jun Chenyuan pinched Mo Ran's slippery face, grabbed Mo Ran's waist and picked him up, stuffing him into a warm cup on the couch.

"Okay, good night Chenyuan."

The ink thief smiled and pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, approached Jun Chenyuan and kissed him on the face, then rolled up the quilt and nested in the corner, and fell asleep.

Jun Chenyuan, who left a smirk on his face, touched the place where he had been kissed by ink, and smiled so much that he showed his white teeth.

Sure enough, it's true that love lowers people's IQ.

Jun Chenyuan lay flat, hugged the ink dye that had wrapped himself into a zongzi into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know when, the tightly wrapped quilt on Mo Ran's body covered Jun Chenyuan's body, and at some point, Mo Ran who was nesting in the corner approached Jun Chenyuan's embrace, and at some point, the two separated hands held together.

The dream that had not appeared for a long time had reappeared at this moment, the peach abyss that was originally full of vitality and peach blossoms was gray at the moment, the peach trees withered, the peach blossoms were gone, the blue sky was dim, and the dark clouds in the sky were faintly filled with purple thunder and lightning.

It was still the girl in red, covered in scars, but she stood up stubbornly, and before a powerful thunderbolt force slashed down, she blocked in front of the man in white, and then, the girl in red slowly fell, the man hugged the girl, and shouted heartbreakingly, and the air was filled with sadness and despair.

Jun Chenyuan and Mo Ran's overlapping hands tightened, and a tear fell from the corner of their eyes, hidden in their hair.

Thousands of lives, the origin and extinction of fate are all doomed.

Early in the morning, the two woke up leisurely, washed up, and got ready.

"Let's go, today is the main event."

Mo Ran took Jun Chenyuan by the hand, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

Liu Qianxue, Wan Qing'er, I don't know, how many surprises you will bring me.

Mo Ran thought in his heart, it seemed that a strong enemy was also a good stepping stone.

"Mo Dye, are you ready for today's competition?"

Yu Yanhao looked at the ink dye that walked in against the light, and fanned the folding fan carelessly.

"Naturally ready, Yan Hao, why don't you participate in the competition?"

"The royal family has changed suddenly, I want to stay in the inner continent to deal with state affairs, and the outer continent can't accompany you."

Yu Yanhao shook his head, the Yuhuang Dynasty was the most important thing in his heart after all.

"I understand, I believe you."

Mo Ran smiled, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Xiao Ran, let's go."

Mo Zhiyi pushed open the door and came to Mo Ran's side, nodding at Mo Ran.

"Hey, I'm finally able to do a big job today!"

Lan Luoyi's playful voice sounded, which added a lot of fun.

"You, remember to be careful, don't get hurt."

Xia Muyao took Lan Luoyi's hand and said with a smile.

The group was happy and came to the martial arts arena to stand still.

Mo Ran looked around, and unsurprisingly saw Liu Qianxue and Wan Qing'er not far away.

Liu Qianxue noticed the ink dye's gaze and snorted coldly and ignored it.

And that night, Qing'er smiled charmingly, her thin lips slightly opened and spit out a few characters, and then her eyes flashed red.

Mo Dye saw those words clearly, and smiled brighter and brighter.

What Wan Qing'er said was: "Mo Dye, you are dead." ”

"Dye'er, an eyesore, just kill it."

Jun Chenyuan naturally didn't miss the-for-tat confrontation here, and looked at Wan Qing'er with a murderous aura.

"It's so boring to kill, I'm going to keep her to play slowly."

The ink dye hooked the corners of his lips, revealing ill intentions.

Jun Chenyuan looked at the smile of the ink dye, and his own dyeing began to die again.

"Today's magic competition has officially begun, please come to draw lots, and those with the same numbers will be opponents."

Mo Dye and his party glanced at each other, everything was silent, and several people slowly walked forward and walked towards the high platform.

"What is the number of dyer?"

Withdrawing his hand, Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Ran, who unfolded the piece of paper in his hand.

Number 7.