After a pause, the crazy old man suddenly said, "Mo Ran, a man who is so beautiful cannot believe it! It's unreliable! You can't be fascinated by him, keep your mind rationally!"

Mo Ran's face was a little dark. If a good-looking man could not be reliable, wouldn't she have died eight hundred times long ago? No, the point is not this. What is the Crazy Old Nine worried about? "Crazy Old Nine, please be normal for me, don't waste time. I ask you, you just said 'It's finally here'. What does it mean?"

The crazy old man slowly corrected his face and said, "Mo Ran, let me tell you this. This festival must be held, and you must also be on the scene. The real ancestral hall of the Mo family is in the stele forest I left for you. The emperor and the empress may not necessarily want to dig out the secrets of the Mo family. Old man, I can't understand what she wants to do. The ceremony... That may be the last shadow of the Mo family once. Such a grand ceremony, you won't see the second time. No matter what the emperor and the empress want to do, you have to weigh the pros and conscientiously and adapt to the situation."

As he said that, the Crazy Old Nine looked at Mo Ran in a deep voice, "No matter what, only you have the qualifications to decide the future of the Mo family."

"So you will definitely not leave." Mo Ran said.

Crazy Lao Jiu smiled and said, "Of course I can't leave. I am a person from the Mo family of Qingmen. Humph, I'm proud. Now only my blood is qualified to sacrifice, and even you may not be able to do it."

"How to offer sacrifices? Is it a living sacrifice?" Mo Ran sneered, "Hold you on the altar, cut off your hands and feet, and the blood flows like a fountain?"

The crazy old man shivered, "No! Isn't that enough to just pierce a hole? Do you still want the old man and my life? Hello, boy Situ, will I die, old man?"

Situ Yunxiao only looked at Mo Ran and said softly: "Mo Ran, I can keep him alive."

Mo Ran looked at Situ Yunxiao, "Take it serious?"

Situ Yunxiao nodded, "Take it seriously."

"Shh...that's good, that's good, Mo Ran, can you feel relieved, right?" Crazy Lao Jiu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Ran opened his mouth and wanted to ask something more, but he didn't mention it. Instead, he changed his voice and asked, "Crazy Lao Jiu, are you really in love with the Qingmen Princess at dusk?"

The crazy old man was almost in a mess, "What about love in the evening! Old man, am I old? The little girl can't just look at the skin. Rejuvenation is just a problem of a sixth-grade rejuvenation pill! The old man is afraid of being too handsome and troubled!"

After hearing him, Mo Ran said, "So what's going on? Do you need to help you with a message?"

The Crazy Old Nine was silent for a while, and finally said, "What are you doing with a message? If you have something to say, will I not say it to you in person?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran knew that the Crazy Old Nine had asked her to help, otherwise, this would be a trivial matter for her.

At this moment, the door of the prison cell was opened, and Mo Ran had no time and hid in Situ Yunxiao's star robe.

Soon, Long Yan returned again, and the pair of poisonous snake-like eyes wandered between Crazy Lao Jiu and Situ Yunxiao, "How is the high priest talking?"

Before Situ Yunxiao could speak, the crazy old man said first: "Talking with smart people is twice the result with half the effort. Some people who can only wave butcher knives should learn something."

Long Yan opened his hand, and I don’t know what he did. The Vajra spider silk wrapped around the crazy old Jiu’s body suddenly tightened, and another spider silk flew out from somewhere. The golden thread flashed, but it cut off a bloody tongue!

The Crazy Old Nine groaned, but Long Yan said cruelly: "Before the memorial service, you must be complete, but that does not mean that your Highness cannot let you suffer any pain. Don't worry, your Highness is not short of the little medicine for injury. If you talk too much, then cut it again."

Mo Ran was tense all over and almost couldn't help but rush out. She hugged Situ Yunxiao tightly, but murderous aura gathered in her eyes. Long Yan, you have another charge, she will definitely return it twice!

"The memorial service will be held after three days." Situ Yunxiao gently stopped Mo Ran, turned around and left, and did not look at Long Yan at all from beginning to end.

Long Yan sent Situ Yunxiao out, and as the blue light shadow flashed away, he kicked the person beside him hatefully, "No matter what, this highness will definitely not give you the opportunity to make trouble in the festival!"

He could not feel at ease with Situ Yunxiao, but it was a great achievement to hold the ritual. He must go to Taixiao to report and start making arrangements now.

Situ Yunxiao did not go back to Yuhong Pavilion directly. The two landed on the roof of the city. Mo Ran came out of Situ Yunxiao's clothes and looked back at him. He saw that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse tonight. A full moon hung behind him. His star robe swayed. The bright stars seemed to have all the stars hidden by the moonlight fell on him. She saw both the bright moon and the galaxy.

Mo Ran looked at him for a while. She received a lot of information tonight. Everything seemed natural, but it caught her thoughts and couldn't stop.

"It can only be three days, right?" Mo Ran asked. The ceremony was made in three days, which Situ Yunxiao took the initiative to request, and it was probably the most reasonable.

"Yes, don't worry, three days are enough." Situ Yunxiao whispered.

Mo Ran walked back along the ridge, and the direction was very clear. The Yuhong Pavilion at night... was even more eye-catching. The red lanterns that entered the clouds seemed like a place of bliss.

"How much do you know about the 'Demon Forbidden'?" Mo Ran asked.

Situ Yunxiao followed her quietly and said, "No more than you. People in the world say that the demon ban is all imagination. You know best that it is a bottomless pit."

"Why did it choose me?" Mo Ran asked again.

Situ Yunxiao said: "I couldn't figure it out before, but after seeing Mojiu Book, I can probably be sure that the evil ban is the Mo family's book, or the Mo family is the evil ban. In short, the two are inseparable."

"And you, you were born in the Mo family, just as I was born in the Situ family."

Is there no reason?

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran almost turned around impulsively and asked Situ Yunxiao why he killed his father and master? Why did he combine it with the coffin lamp? She wouldn't even want to say that he did betray his soul to the coffin lamp.

But she held back, both of these problems were too cruel.

The two of them walked quietly for a long time, and Situ Yunxiao suddenly called Mo Ran, "Mo Ran."

"What's wrong?" Mo Ran looked back at him and saw Situ Yunxiao slowly approaching, her face slowly turning red in the light and shadow. The flushing dimly penetrated the starry eyes, and she looked smoky.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment and quickly retreated. Why did this man, like taking aphrodisiac, seemingly breaking the taboo side, have too much lethality! "Are you uncomfortable?"

Situ Yunxiao kept walking, Mo Ran retreated, and he followed him until Mo Ran retreated to the end of the roof. Situ Yunxiao quickly grabbed Mo Ran's hand and said, "Be careful."

Mo Ran stood firmly and looked at Situ Yunxiao with uncertainty. Situ Yunxiao still had the blushing cheeks, and the soft voice was filled with a hint of deep intoxication, "Mo Ran, I will hand myself to you tonight, you are willing..."

Mo Ran's feet flashed and almost fell from the roof, "I don't want to! No! No!"

Is it because she is no longer wary of him? Or is it that she made him misunderstand what did she misunderstand?

"Mo Ran, I mean..." Situ Yunxiao seemed to want to say something else.

Mo Ran interrupted him and said, "Needless to say, Situ Yunxiao, don't make things difficult for me, you should know that it is impossible, we..."

But Situ Yunxiao suddenly put the coffin lamp in Mo Ran's hand. Compared to Mo Ran's misunderstanding, he was more afraid that she would say something he didn't like to hear, "Mo Ran, I'm drunk and want to go back to the lamp. You keep me tonight, and I'll wake up tomorrow."

Mo Ran was stunned, "Drink, drunk? What are you kidding? When did you drink?"

As he was talking, some pictures seemed to flash in his mind. When they were in Yuhong Pavilion, they drank a drink, and Situ Yunxiao also drank a glass, but only one glass! Is the legendary one poured? Moreover, it took two hours before he remembered to get drunk? How long is his reflex arc?!

"I just used my spiritual power to suppress it in order not to delay the serious matters." Situ Yunxiao said, this is an explanation.

Mo Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, "Your alcohol tolerance is really...so good. Since you can't drink it, wouldn't you just say it early?"

"I can drink the poison you pour for me, let alone wine." Situ Yunxiao lowered her eyes and looked at Mo Ran, and her red eyelids added an indescribable charm.

The pleasant scent of the cereal fleur seemed to be stronger, and there was a hint of wine mixed with it. Mo Ran was also a little dazed. She realized that it was not drunk, and Situ Yunxiao was not drunk, but... the coffin lamp was in conflict with the wine! Situ Yunxiao was just forced to sleep!

What is as powerful as Situ Yunxiao and as mysterious as the coffin lamp, actually has such weakness...

She didn't want to know at all.

Mo Ran tightly held the lamp pole.

A smile that could make the world dizzy, Situ Yunxiao's mouth floated, "Mo Ran, you are so nice."

A gentle and affectionate sentence, Mo ignited goosebumps. He was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Situ Yunxiao turning into a ray of starlight and melting into the coffin lamp, and it was really gone...

Without the gentle gaze that followed her shadow, Mo Ran's pressure suddenly eased a lot, but the loneliness that suddenly surged because of the absence of one person was particularly obvious. She lifted the coffin lamp, looked at the ever-changing blue flame, and said, "Where are I good about me? I really doubt your eyes, are you talking about me?"

After pausing for a while, Mo Ran continued walking with the coffin lamp. The journey seemed particularly quiet. Let the city sing and dancing to peace, and it seemed to be isolated from the shadow of the lamp. Mo Ran thought silently that the coffin lamp was a human lamp, and ghosts and gods were respectful, so naturally gave up a world to her.

When he arrived at Yuhong Pavilion, Mo Ran had just walked into the teleportation area. Suddenly, a person came from the side and went straight to her teleportation area. Mo Ran frowned and looked at him. The fiery red length was tied up high, and he was arrogant. He smiled, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

As he said that, he glanced at the lamp in Mo Ran's hand and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really strange, how could Situ Yunxiao return to the lamp?"

Mo Ran's face was already ugly, "How could you be here?"
Chapter completed!