Ink Dye felt that Fu Hitomi was a good partner from the bottom of his heart, and thanked him for his tolerance and help.

"Miss Mo is polite, and the sea god will ask you to take care of it."

Fu Tong nodded, and the golden vertical pupils overflowed with reluctance.

"Your Majesty call me ink dyeing, Your Majesty, Ancestor, I will only come to Japan, and I will see you again."

After the ink dyed words, his sleeves flew up, and he left the Sea Charm Palace.

"Hitomi, this girl, it's not easy."

The ancestor's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the back of Mo Dye leaving.

"Ink-dyed ......"

Fu Tong naturally understood that that as soon as she made a move, she easily practiced the fifth-level elixir, and the color seemed to be not far from breaking through the sixth-level pill, absorbing the water spirit, and the great pain, she endured it without saying a word, as a dual-line summoner in the early stage of the monarch, and she was just fifteen years old.

Such a girl must be able to soar above the nine heavens.

Fu Hitomi was suddenly a little glad that he didn't do anything to embarrass her when he learned that Ink Dye was a human, which was perhaps the most correct thing he had ever done.

Fu Tong looked at the back of Mo Dye gradually moving away, and chuckled.

Ink dyeing, maybe the day we meet again, you and I will have more than that.

Ink dyeing, goodbye.

Mo Dye left the Sea Charm clan all the way, swallowed the Recovery Pill, and turned back into a human body.

Looking back at the colorful seabed, all kinds of corals grow leisurely, schools of fish surround you, and the corners of your ink-dyed mouth are curled.

"Goodbye."

Turn around and go straight to the sea without a trace of nostalgia.

A streamer flew by, and the ink dye burst out of the sea, bringing a splash of water.

Ink Dye stood in the air, feeling the sun and air that he had not seen for a long time, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"It's time to go back to Yunyao Shrine."

The strength is the monarch, and the heart has naturally grown to another stage, and now the ink dyeing is already more dazzling.

"Girl, don't worry, rest first, you're too tired."

Jingyi's indifferent voice came into Mo Ran's ears, and Mo Ran stopped.

"Master."

The ink dye dodged and entered Biluo.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Mo Dye stood still, and saw that his master was dressed in a fairy wind and bones, and with his slightly youthful appearance, there was a hint of childish appearance.

The more you get along with Jing Yi, the more you can be infected by the indifferent and gentle aura on his body.

He is not as wanton as ink dyeing, not as dazzling as ink dyeing, but he has his own light, and that light, even after a hundred years, is already shining.

"You girl, you're working too hard, take a break."

Jing Yi shook his head, looking at Mo Ran's slightly pale face.

Since the stinky boy left, her own girl has been like a machine, turning day and night, without stopping for a moment.

Jing Yi understood that Mo Ran's feelings for Jun Chenyuan, and also knew that the two would miss each other for the first time, but he didn't expect that Mo Ran would be so desperate.

"Master, I'm fine, I still have to rush to the Divine Palace to absorb the fire spirit, I..."

Mo Ran shook his head, and before he finished speaking, he was slashed by Jing Yi's palm wind and fainted.

Yarleyin, who had been waiting behind her for a long time, hugged the fallen body of the ink stain in her arms.

"Dye, don't be reckless, if the prince is not here, you don't care about your body so much."

Yar Leyin said softly, looking at the tired look of the ink stain and the blue and black under the eyes.

Since entering the sea of dazzling light, ink dye has always been vigilant, and he has been exhausted from the sea clan and the phantom.

Later, I went to the abyss of the ice trench, absorbed the water spirit, and experienced great pain, but I did not have a good rest.

Now, I can finally get some rest.

Yarley chuckled as she looked at the ink dye's delicate eyebrows and relaxed.

"Girl, it's time for a good rest."

Jingyi shook his head and motioned for Yar Leyin to hug the ink dye to the collapse.

Yarley placed the ink dye on the bed, tucked the quilt for her, and closed the door as she left.

Before Mo Ran finished speaking, he was knocked unconscious by Jing Yi, and he rolled his eyes in his heart.

Maybe it's because he hasn't had a good rest for a long time, or maybe it's because of too much physical exertion, Mo Dye slept very deeply, very deeply, as if immersed in darkness.

In the darkness, Jun Chenyuan's face gradually emerged, chuckling at the ink dye.

"Dye..."

Thoughts flowed, and it seemed that he had come to that peach forest again.

The two figures, one red and one white, are leaning on each other, and the picture is so beautiful.

The ink-stained dreams were muddy, and there was nothing concrete, but she slept deeply and comfortably.

By the time she woke up again, the day had passed.

Ink Dye stretched as usual, washed his face nearby, and walked out of the room.

From afar, I saw my master leaning on the collapse of the main hall, Yar Leyin sat obediently at the bottom, his head resting on Jingyi's knees, looking at the book in his hand with relish.

A smile crossed Mo Ran's eyes, these two people seemed to have a problem, but Mo Ran understood that if the two of them were indeed fated, then she would be happy to see it.

"Leyin, master."

Mo Ran's voice with a smile came, and as if frightened, Yar Leyin instantly bounced off the ground and left Jingyi's knees, revealing an unnatural flush on his face.

Jing Yi watched Yar Leyin's movements, the corners of his lips hooked into a smile, and his eyes were full of doting.

"Dye... Dye, you talk, I'll go first. ”

Yarleyin ran away in a hurry, leaving behind an ink stain with a wicked smile.

"Master, don't you want to explain?"

Mo Ran looked at Jing Yi's indifferent face and smiled evilly.

"You girl, are you resting?"

Jing Yi shook his head and brushed over the question of ink dyeing.

"Master, it's useless for me to change the topic, it's good to rest, the master knocked me out of this account, I haven't counted it yet."

Mo Ran smiled like a hundred flowers, and Jing Yi began to break out in a cold sweat behind his back, and his face was still indifferent.

"Ahem."

Pretending to cough a few times, Jing Yi said.

"Leyin, that girl, she's too young, I can't delay her."

Jing Yi shook his head, his eyes darkened.

Mo Ran looked at the clear affection in his master's eyes, and couldn't help but speak.

"Master, there is no gender, age, or race in feelings, feelings are feelings, but the dependence and love between two people, master, it's been a hundred years, don't you even have the courage to admit that you like someone?"

"Alas......"

Jing Yi wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth and let out a sigh.

"I can't delay her, she, deserves better."

While the two were talking, Yar Leyin heard the conversation between the two clearly in the corner, and when he heard Jing Yi's can't be delayed, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, covered the corners of his lips, and ran away.

"Master, why bother? Haven't you ever thought that you're better at music? ”

Mo Ran clearly noticed the breath of Yar Leyin, she didn't believe that the master didn't feel it, but the master just said those hurtful words, these two people, the road is bumpy.

"Okay girl, let's go to the Divine Palace after resting, it won't work according to the original path, and the timing and location of the spatial crack can't be predicted."

Jing Yi thought about it, there was a trace of spiritual breath left in that place, and only he could find it, but now that he was dead, he had lost contact with that breath.

"Master, I can help you."

Shui Ling's soft voice sounded, and a spirit bead with blue light floated in front of Mo Ran and Jing Yi.

"Master, I can sense the breath of the fire spirit."

"Is the breath connection between the spirits?"

Jingyi muttered to herself.

"Okay, Shui Ling, is that little guy okay?"

Leaving the Sea of Radiant Light, Mo Dye handed over the little guy from the Sea Charm clan to the care of the water spirit, to supply the water element that the little guy needed, and temporarily live in his spiritual world.

"Master, she is very good, she has been sleeping deeply, and her growth progress is normal, in addition, before the sea god sleeps, let you give a name."

"Name?"

Mo Ran dragged his chin and thought.

"Youlan inheritance, moving with the tide. Let's call it Lanxi. ”

Mo Dye said lightly.

"Good master."

The water spirit circled around the ink dye and burrowed into the ink dye's body.

"It takes a long time to absorb the inheritance of the sea god, why don't you contract as soon as possible?"

Jing Yi looked at Mo Dye and asked puzzled.

"She's too young, and the contract could hurt her."

Ink dye shook his head.

"You kid, you're really kind." Jing Yi shook his head with a smile and continued to read the book.

Mo Ran nodded to Jing Yi and flashed out.

Muye Plains, set off.

When the ink dye stepped on the familiar place again, the scenes from the past came to mind.

Quickly swept towards the southwest corner of the Muye Plain.

Passing by Tang's house, Mo Ran's footsteps stopped, and he looked at Tang Yi, who was practicing martial arts and swords in the middle of the courtyard, still wearing a blue brocade robe, and his ice blue eyes were full of brilliance.

"Tang Yi, goodbye."

Ink Dye muttered softly, disappearing like a streamer.

The wayfinder fell in front of Zlin, the ink dye brushed his clothes, and walked to the ordinary temple with a familiar car.

Ink Dye attacks the central ground, but the ground doesn't move.

"Tsk, the strength is not enough."

Ink Dye frowned, thinking.

"Master, let's help you."

Red Flame appears beside Ink Dye with the Ghost-faced Rakshasa in tow.

"And me, master." The water spirit also appeared suddenly.

"Okay, let's do it together." Ink Dye looked at his partner next to him and smiled.

"Arrow of Wood!"

"Burst of Fire!"

"Thunder!"

"The power of the water spirit!"

Four attacks of different colors merged into one, and they rushed straight towards the ground.

Boom –

The ground cracked open, and a cloud of dust flew up, revealing the familiar underground staircase.

Ink Dye clapped his hands and touched the heads of Red Flame and Ghost Face Rakshasa, "Thank you, my partners. ”

Ink Dye collected the Red Flame and the Ghost-faced Rakshasa into the spirit world, and the water spirit led the way, heading underground.

Everything seems to have not changed, the familiar wonderland of wonderland, the familiar secret passage of the mechanism, the familiar bypass of the ink-dyed car, and the road is safe and sound.

"Master, the breath of the fire spirit is here."

Ink Dye walked to a cliff, and the water spirit pointed to the bottom of the cliff, which gave Mo Dye a headache.

It's a high fall again.

Helplessly, the ink dye had to go down and down.

As before, the time of the fall is getting longer and longer, as if there is a bottomless pit.

But Mo Ran didn't dare to take it lightly, for fear of an accident, until, Mo Ran saw the golden palace, and his whereabouts finally stopped.

The ink dye was prepared, and at the moment of pausing his fall, he landed steadily on the flat ground.