The black figure looked at the seal that had disappeared in an instant, a wicked smile on his lips, and then disappeared in place.

"I... Where am I? ”

It was pitch black as far as the ink dye could see, leaving only himself with a faint glow that illuminated the surrounding environment, the color of his soul.

Ink-stained's thoughts were in a state of confusion, but she vaguely remembered that when she was about to merge the elements, she seemed to be pulled into the seal by someone, and then she didn't know anything.

Scenes began to flash in front of Mo Ran's eyes, from the past life, from this life, and the period that he didn't remember but existed in the depths of his memory.

There were a lot of peach blossom petals floating around Mo Ran, and the fresh and sweet fragrance lingered all over his body, and Mo Ran understood that he had returned to the memory that seemed to be beautiful, but the ending was tragic.

"Heyi, Nangong Heyi, where did you go to this dead girl."

The familiar girl in red broke into the eyes of the ink dye, it was the girl who was very familiar, and the voice was very familiar.

"Come on, white frost dyeing, what are you yelling at, I really don't understand how Senior Brother Linyuan likes you as a vulgar woman."

What appeared in front of Mo Ran this time was a girl she had never seen before, the girl wore a long aqua blue skirt that reached the floor, and a white Shu brocade wide-sleeved jacket. The girl still couldn't see her face clearly, but Mo Dye could feel that the girl seemed to be a gentle young lady from a family.

The girl has a pair of white jade earrings on her ears and a string of pearl necklaces around her neck. On his head, he held a flowing cloud bun and inserted a silver moon hairpin obliquely. The whole body exudes a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which makes the whole person become gentle.

Mo Dye stood not far away, and it seemed that he could hear the light sound of the pearls colliding on the earrings of Nangong Heyi.

Although the girl's tone was full of disgust, she still hugged the future person into her arms without hesitation, the two girls looked at each other and smiled, and the ink dye could feel the deep friendship between the two.

The two girls seemed to be talking about something, but the picture quickly flashed behind them, and the darkness in front of the ink stained eyes returned.

Ink Dye blinked his eyes in confusion, his soul seemed to be reconsolidating, and Ink Dye's thoughts were gradually returning.

"Nangong... Crane clothes, hoarfrost-dyed, here it seems... It's my memory. ”

Ink Dye looked around, familiar quiet, familiar darkness, everything was familiar.

"You...... Are you there? ”

Ink Dye searched for the familiar flickering figure.

"I've always been there."

The lingering spiritual sound stirred from the depths of Inkdye's soul, and the figure shattered and appeared beside Inkdye.

"Am I in the depths of my memory again?"

Mo Ran muttered to himself, looking at the pitch-black environment around him, but his heart was so calm, and he no longer had the initial apprehension and uneasiness.

"Yes, when you fall into a deep slumber, you will come here. There are many thoughts in the world, so naturally I don't think about myself too deeply, and now, it's only now. ”

The figure was erratic, always saying something that Ink Dye couldn't understand.

"I remember, my spiritual power was exhausted, but before I fell unconscious, it seemed to have entered the seal."

Mo Dye recalled the moment when he fell into darkness, when there was a vast world, but unfortunately before he could appreciate the beauty there, he fainted.

"Yes, you have entered the Junhuai Secret Realm."

The figure floated around the ink, smiling.

"The Secret Realm of Yunhuai? Finally got in. ”

Ink dye muttered to himself, but he always felt that something was not quite right.

"Ink Dye, I must warn you that you are facing more enemies than you can imagine, so be prepared."

that

The figure's tone seemed to be a little broken, but it also made Ink Ran hear her words clearly.

"What do you know? There are also Nangong Heyi and hoarfrost dyeing, that's ...... Who? ”

Mo Ran looked at the figure, it seemed to be a delicate girl, not very old, but very mysterious.

"What I know is just what my subconscious tells me, Mo Ran, you still have a long way to go, please be sure to improve your strength as soon as possible, go ahead."

After the figure finished speaking, his outstretched finger touched Mo Ran's forehead, and he didn't answer the question behind Mo Ran, who was gradually taken away from this dark place, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of light.

"Froststain, I'm fulfilling my promise, you, when will you be back?"

The figure seemed to be talking to itself, and its eyes were full of longing.

"Dye'er, are you awake?"

The ink-dyed eyelashes trembled slightly, and his bright eyes opened.

"Hmm, my head hurts, it's... The Secret Land of Junhuai? ”

Mo Zhan covered his head and sat up, not feeling the emptiness that he had unexpectedly exhausted his spiritual power, Mo Zhan clenched his fists, and his body was full of spiritual power.

"Dye, are you better? It was the elders of the Demon Vine Witch Flower Clan who brought us in. ”

Jarrein seemed to hear the noise, lifted the curtain and walked in, explaining with a smile.

"Elder? I seem, missing a lot. ”

Mo Dye got out of bed, and there was a moment of trance, but fortunately, Jun Chenyuan held Mo Dye's arm.

Mo Ran chuckled at Jun Chenyuan and shook his head, signaling that he was fine.

"It's only been two or three hours, and I haven't missed a lot."

The ghost-faced Rakshasa walked in front, Lan Xi had a mimic red flame on his head, Nian Lingyu stood behind, and several people walked in from outside the door, and the room seemed to be lively.

"Let's talk about it."

Mo Dye sat at the table, and Lan Xi thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for Mo Dye and pushed it to the ink dye year.

Mo Ran smiled and rubbed Lan Xi's hair, and took her into his arms, Red Flame jumped on Mo Ran's shoulder, licking* the paws that had healed.

Jun Chenyuan looked at Lan Xi's elated little face, pursed his thin lips, and his face was a lot gloomy.

Small things, occupy the arms of dyeers.

"That was the Grand Elder of the Clan, who had been watching us since we appeared in the dense forest, until we found the seal and encountered the Purple Leopard. My Ghost Vine Witch Flower proves that I am a member of the Ghost Face Rakshasa clan, and the Great Elder pulled us into the Junhuai Secret Realm at the last moment. ”

The ghost-faced rakshasa said lightly, but he still didn't hide his excitement about finding the race.

"By the way, right master, Sister Rakshasa's clansmen are all black and white hair and silver pupils, very beautiful."

Lan Xi pulled the ink-dyed shirt and rubbed the ink-dyed chest, and his eyes were shining.

Jun Chenyuan's face became more and more gloomy, and he raised his hand and threw Lan Xiti into the arms of the ghost-faced rakshasa, and by the way, with a wave of his palm, he waved the red flame onto Nian Lingyu's shoulder.

"Little thing, here, mine."

Jun Chenyuan pointed to the embrace, staring at Lan Xi with a dark face.

made everyone present stunned for a moment.

Ink Dye couldn't help but laugh.

"Chen Yuan, you vinegar bucket."

Lan Xi seemed to feel the evil aura on Jun Chenyuan's body, shrunk into the arms of the Ghost Face Rakshasa and swallowed his saliva in the ear of the Ghost Face Rakshasa .

"Sister Rakshasa, the master's husband is so terrifying."

"That vinegar bucket, it's good to get used to, it's good to get used to it......"

Although the Ghost Face Rakshasa said this, he immediately shifted his gaze when he came into contact with Jun Chenyuan's murderous gaze, and smiled bitterly.

"Pity me, I've just healed from my serious injuries."

Red Flame lazily licked his paws and sold miserably.

With such a jealous master, they really can't afford to hurt them.

Yarleyin stood aside and snickered.

"Let's go out and have a look, I must meet the Great Elder."

Ink Ran stood up amusedly and proposed.

"Let's go, master."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa got up to lead the way and led the group out of the door.

The ghost-faced rakshasa walked all the way to the depths of the dense forest, this ghost-faced witch flower clan has the same effect as the dense forest, there are different shapes of grass huts all around, and there are many clansmen like the ghost-faced rakshasa on the roadside, all of them have black and white hair that shows mystery, and the silver ethereal pupils are full of charm and brilliance.

"Sister Rakshasa's people are so beautiful......"

Lan Xi walked beside the ghost-faced rakshasa and was attracted by the beautiful people around him, their beauty seemed to be a kind of otherworldly beauty, that kind of beauty, which they had never seen before.

The ghost vine witch flower clan may have been away from the world for too long, rarely see strangers, they all stood not far away and looked curiously at the ink dye group, some naughty children even walked in front of the ink dye, pure big eyes flickered at the ink dye, and melted the bottom of the ink dye's heart.

As the Ghost Face Rakshasa deepened, the surrounding trees grew taller and taller, obscuring the sky and the sun, almost blocking out the dazzling light of the sun, leaving only a few mottled shadows.

"Great Elder."

The Ghost-faced Rakshasa stopped in front of a huge towering ancient tree, and there seemed to be a wooden door on top of the ancient tree, and the Ghost-faced Rakshasa nodded and called softly.

Squeak –

The wooden door opened, and the old man in the pale green robe stepped out.

The deep wrinkles in the corners of the old man's eyes tell the years he has passed, and the silver threads on his head flutter in the wind, as if the half-black hair has washed away the lead, leaving only the traces of the years.

The corners of the old man's lips curled, and he looked at the group in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

"This is the Rakshasa contractor, all summoners."

The old man chuckled, this girl is so capable at such a young age, she is really a rare talent.

"The younger generation is ink-dyed, and I have seen the great elder."

Mo Ran looked at the old man in front of him with an extraordinary bearing, and his ability seemed to be the same as that of the dean of the Psychic Academy, strong and powerful, and Mo Ran never spared her respect for the strong.

"He's a good boy."

The old man chuckled and nodded in satisfaction.

"The juniors should also thank the Great Elder for saving his life."

The old man waved his hand casually: "It's not enough to worry about trivial things, and the friends of my clan are the friends of my ghost and witch flower clan." ”

The old man has lived for more than 1,000 years, and he can't see through human nature anymore, and as soon as a few people appeared in the dense forest, he attracted his attention, but he didn't expect that this girl brought the hope of their family.

"Thank you, Great Elder."

For the help of the Great Elder, Mo Ran was extremely grateful, and she did not forget the purpose of coming this way.

"Great Elder, with all due respect to the juniors, this trip of the juniors is to find the clan land for the Rakshasa and the origin of the wood."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ran unexpectedly saw that the Great Elder's expression had changed, and he became a little affectionate and a little helpless.

"I understand, come with me, and that little green-eyed doll."

The Great Elder seemed to lose his original indifference for a moment, and walked towards the back of the ancient tree with a group of people in a somewhat dejected manner.

"The Ghost Vine Witch Flower Clan, it has been eight hundred years since they lost their patriarch."

The Great Elder's somewhat gloomy voice rang out from the front.

A few people didn't speak, quietly listening to this long-sealed past about the ghost vine and witch flower clan.