"This, that's amazing." Mo Ran was shocked for a short moment, and then returned to his serious demeanor, but his eyebrows were full of banter.

"Poofhahahaha, Red Flame, Dye and Dye are all surprised."

The ghost-faced rakshasa held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Hmm, Brother Chiyan, okay... It's so cute. Lan Xiba pursed his lips and tilted his head towards Chiyan and smiled.

"You... You guys are really, so annoying, you say that you don't want to transform and you have to force me, and now it's okay, you all laugh at me. ”

Red Flame blushed and roared, and a flash of light flashed back into a mimic cat.

"Uncle Ben is obviously a wise and martial tiger, how can this be."

Red Flame lowered her head and muttered.

"Humph!"

Looking at the three people around him who were full of banter, Chi Yan snorted coldly, flashed back to the spiritual world, and didn't come out of his death.

"Can't you see that Chiyan still has such an arrogant side?"

Ink Dye chuckled softly and shook his head.

To be honest, this was really an accident, but I didn't expect the majestic Chiyan to be a cute Zhengtai after transforming into a real person, which was really unexpected.

A few people were joking when there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, your food and water are ready, bring them to you?"

It's the shopkeeper's voice.

"Come in."

The shopkeeper walked in, let the little two behind him cover the dishes, and filled the wooden bathtub behind the screen with hot water.

"Miss, you can call me at any time if you have something, so let's retreat first."

"Hard."

Ink Dye nodded, watching as the stream of people gradually disappeared outside the door.

"Come on, eat something, I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first. If you rest for a while, pack some back for Red Flame. ”

After Mo Dye finished speaking, he turned around and came to the screen, untied the wet clothes on his body, and threw them on top of the screen.

Stepping into the tub, the cold body felt warmer than ever.

Wrapped in warm hot water, it dispels the cold of the ink-stained body.

The mist dispersed, half-obscuring the beautiful face dyed by ink.

With his eyes slightly closed, his head resting lightly on the edge of the barrel.

The pale shoulders are half-exposed, with an attractive sheen.

"Dyeing, let's eat well, go back first, the wine and food will be warmed for you, and you can eat it when you come out."

After a while, the crisp voice of the ghost-faced rakshasa came, and Mo Ran opened her eyes, and it turned out that she had fallen asleep unconsciously.

"Okay."

Ink Dye softly agreed, and the two of them had disappeared outside the screen.

Ink Dye sat up, pulled the bath towel on the side to wipe his body clean, and put on the purple neon dress he had prepared in advance.

After bathing, the ink dye, the wet hair is draped behind him, and the silver silk embroidered undershirt is draped over the purple streamer smoke and moon collared shirt, wrapping the ink-dyed body.

The ink-dyed fingers swept across the hair, and the spiritual power rose slightly, and the wet hair instantly dried.

Ink drummed his hair and sat down at the table.

"Good food."

Mo Ran ate quietly, but his thoughts drifted into the distance.

The heavy rain outside didn't seem to stop, and the ink dye was accompanied by the sound of the rushing rain, and he was nestled on the bed with his clothes closed.

"Alas, such a heavy rain."

Mo Ran looked at the half-open window, the cold wind came in mischievously, Mo Ran couldn't help but wrap the quilt tightly, half a sound, or get out of bed and close the window.

"It's all about the weather, let's go to bed first."

Ink Dye muttered, rolled over, and fell into a deep sleep.

"You say, what if the master's man is grabbed by the princess and refuses to give it?"

Chi Yan lay on the side and shook his tail, quite leisurely.

"This possibility basically doesn't exist, don't you understand the owner's temperament?"

The ghost-faced rakshasa showed an unfathomable smile and looked at Chiyan, making Chiyan furious.

Chi Yan seemed to think of something, shivered violently, and shook his head again and again.

"No, no, no, this kind of situation, the master won't let her happen."

Lan Xi looked at the strange two, blinking his eyes wide in confusion, and his face was dazed.

Ghost-faced Rakshasa touched the top of Lan Xi's head and said with a smile.

"Xiao Lanxi don't need to know, otherwise he will learn badly."

Lan Xi rubbed her hair, still confused and cute.

The rain fell overnight, washing away the vegetation around the town, and the air was filled with a fresh aroma of grass and trees.

Mo Ran pushed open the window, stretched, and looked out the window, the rain was much lighter, just falling in a trickle.

The sky doesn't seem to be overcast anymore, and it looks like it's going to be a good day today.

Mo Ran cleaned up, retreated from the room, and walked towards the Wanying Dynasty.

Ink Ran hired a carriage and walked down the forest path.

"Anyway, it's time to find a flying monster, so it's not too convenient to travel, the speed of the carriage is too slow."

Ink Ran shook his head and sighed as he looked at the carriage.

Maybe it was because the jade horse pulling the cart was fast enough, but it didn't take much time to arrive.

Ink Dye drove the carriage to the outskirts of the royal city, and Ink Dye put the carriage away.

Spread out the moon-white paper umbrella and stroll to the royal palace.

As I walked, I seemed to think that the gate of the palace was not so easy to enter, so how to get in?

Mo Dye rubbed his chin with one hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

I don't know how many times ago I had nothing to do in the Alchemy Alliance, how many levels of alchemy badge came?

With a flick of his wrist, a shiny badge appeared in the palm of his hand.

The emblem is surrounded by rare medicinal herbs, and the five characters in the center are clearly visible.

"Ah, it's level five, it's not high, but it's enough."

Ink Dye held the badge and walked towards the city gate.

"Stop, the palace is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to enter. ”

The guard at the door stopped Mo Dye and looked at the girl in a purple shirt.

"Trouble report, a fifth-level alchemist has come to visit your country."

The ink stained the badge in his hand, and placed it in front of the guard.

"Level five... Fifth-level alchemist, please wait. ”

The guard's face instantly became frightened, and he hurriedly entered the palace with the badge.

Mo Dye held a paper umbrella and looked at the drizzling rain in place, in a daze.

The other guard looked at Mo Dye curiously, could such a young girl be a fifth-level alchemist?

After a while, the guard hurried in with a team of palace maids and eunuchs.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

The father-in-law beside the guard pinched his thin voice and said to Mo Ran with a little respect. And present the ink-dyed badge.

"Okay, please lead the way."

Mo Dye took the badge, entered the palace, and walked within the huge palace walls, full of bricks and gold.

"My lord, please come here."

The father-in-law bent down and brought the ink dye to the entrance of the main hall.

"Thank you."

As Mo Dye stepped in, he saw a dazzling golden figure on the high seat.

"It's a fifth-level alchemist."

The voice is gentle, not angry and arrogant, but it is a good breath of a superior person.

"I've seen Your Majesty in the ink."

The ink dye bowed his head slightly, and straightened up.

Most of the royal family does not value strength, and the emperor of the Wanying Dynasty is now in his early forties, and he is only the strength of the monarch at the peak.

"Hmph, you civilian, you are so bold, you don't kneel when you see the emperor and this princess."

Before Mo Dye could finish admiring Emperor Wanying's demeanor, he was interrupted by this noisy voice.

Mo Ran raised his eyes and saw a shadow beside the emperor.

The man's pink rose-scented tight-fitting robe sleeved top, covered with an emerald green smoke gauze loose flower skirt, tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke around his waist, and his sideburns hung low and obliquely inserted jasper and phoenix hairpins, showing a slender and demonic charm that seduced people's souls.

The yellow embroidered phoenix Bixia Luo, the pink smoke gauze skirt that mops the floor, the soft yarn of Luo Cui in her hand, and the peony flower obliquely inserted in the wind bun and fog temples is really a little: the eyebrows are delicate and far-reaching, and the green temples are thick with the smell of spring smoke, but they are still no match for the sour and mean atmosphere on her body.

It's a pity that the obviously innocent little face is covered with too thick powder, but it looks extremely stiff, and the originally pure facial features are more and more bewitching under the rouge outline.

This beautiful appearance was ruined by this makeup, and Mo Ran shook his head, this seems to be Princess Wanying who robbed her man.

"Didn't the princess stay in this deep palace for too long, forgetting that on this continent, she was humble by her strength."

Mo Dyed Hao's wrist was raised slightly, and the petals that he had picked outside in his hand flew towards Princess Wanying, shooting straight into the wall behind her.

In Princess Wanying's ears, a strand of broken hair fell.

When the emperor saw this, he naturally no longer doubted the identity of Mo Ran, and immediately scolded the princess who was already frightened.

"Qing'er is presumptuous, how can such a distinguished guest allow you to be so rude?"

"I, Father..."

The princess stomped her foot in resentment, glared at Mo Ran and turned to run out.

The Emperor sat on a high seat and apologized to the ink dye.

"I'm sorry Xiaoyou, my daughter is usually overly pampered and doesn't know etiquette, but it makes Xiaoyou unhappy."

"It's okay, I didn't pay attention to it, I don't know if Your Majesty can give me a place to live in the next place, and I can bother it for a few days."

"This is nature, Ah Shun, wait for Xiaoyou to go."

The emperor smiled softly, and seemed friendly.

But how could Mo Ran not see what he had in mind, the light in his eyes was eager to poke his face.

"I bother to ask, what is the name of His Majesty's daughter?"

Ink Dye paused for a moment as he turned around, then turned his head and asked.

"Evening Qing'er."

"Thank you."

Emperor Wanying looked at the figure of Mo Ran leaving, and his eyes lit up, a fifth-level alchemist, what a fortune this is, even the royal alchemist has just reached the fourth level, such a girl, she will be used by me.

Emperor Wanying is thinking about it, but how can Mo Dye be so obedient?

Mo Dye left with the father-in-law named Ah Shun and looked around.

Ah Shun came to the side hall with ink dye, and there was a separate courtyard here, which was quite elegant.

The ink stained his eyes turned and looked at Ah Shun.

"Ah Shun, I heard that a man came to the palace recently, and he was quite liked by the princess, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

Mo Ran looked at Ah Shun as if he had no intention.

It seems that speaking of this, Ah Shun's gossip side is revealed.

"That's natural, the adult is really well-informed, a few days ago, a son saved my majesty, that son is really personable, strong, Your Majesty intends to give the princess to that person......"

Ah Shun continued to speak, not noticing that the ink-stained cheeks were gradually turning black.

Very good.

"Then Ah Shun knows where that son lives?"

Ink Dye continued to ask gently.

Ah Shun looked at Mo Ran's beautiful smile, his cheeks flushed for a moment, and he didn't notice Mo Ran's gnashing of teeth. He lowered his head and whispered, defenseless.

"In... In the Evening Palace, next to the Evening Hall of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

Mo Ran smiled even more happily, did they all live next to it?

"Ah Shun, I didn't ask you any questions, now, you can leave."

The ink-dyed pupils crossed the blue-gold light, and he looked straight into Ah Shun's eyes, and his voice became strange.

Ah Shun's pupils gradually lost focus, hollow, and his mouth repeated the words stained with ink.

"No one asked any questions, and now, I can leave."

Ah Shun was stunned and left the sight of ink dyeing.

"The hypnosis of this god and demon pupil is really useful, now, it's time to go to him."

Mo Dye flew up, observed the palace layout, and then fell, holding an oil-paper umbrella, strolling in the light rain.

Mo Ran slowly approached the Wanshu Palace, and before he reached the door, he heard the noisy voice of the princess Wanqing'er from inside.

"Jun Gongzi, this is a pastry made by Qing'er herself, you can taste it, Qing'er burned her fingers in order to make this."

With that pitiful voice, Mo Ran could think that she must be a pear blossom with rain at this moment.

Mo Ran listened carefully, but he didn't hear Jun Chenyuan's voice, and the corners of his lips were hooked.

This man still knows how to ignore it.

Mo Ran walked to the door, pushed it open, and his indifferent voice approached Wan Qing'er.

"The princess should save this mind, he will not touch anything else except what I make."

Mo Ran held an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a purple shirt noble and cold, his dark eyes looked directly at the purple-gold figure, and the depths of his eyes were full of excitement.

"Chen Yuan, I'll take you home."