The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

The planned day is coming soon. Mo Xiaolan's heart is pounding. Soon she will be truly resurrected instead of wandering the world with a cold body.

However, she suddenly felt a little confused. Since her resurrection, she has been living with the mission of finding her body again. Now this goal will be accomplished soon. Where should she go after she is truly resurrected? She cannot go back to Qingyuanmen. She can only live in hiding and live in fear that Mo Luofan will find her. Is this really what she wants?

Why did her life become like this? Everything was so good before she woke up. She had been thinking about the day when the Demon Lord Mo Luofan would come back. She would cry bitterly and try to make the protagonist have a heart of a saint, and then continue to be the peak master in her spare time. But everything now is contrary to what she had wanted.

Qing Jing tricked Mo Xiaolan into entering Lingquan Palace with a token of passage under the pretext of maintaining Lingquan Palace. When they arrived in front of the wooden house, he suddenly stopped and said, "There is a lotus inside. It doesn't have divine eyes, but it can hear sounds. Try not to speak. Let her think I am just here with a craftsman."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan nodded and followed him in. When they came to the inner room, they could still hear the gurgling sound of the spring water. Qing Jing took out the token and waved it in the air. The green barrier immediately opened: "I have already informed your majesty in advance that during the maintenance period, the barrier will not be closed for convenience. You can hide in the white cloud cabinet." Qing Jing pointed to the row of white wooden cabinets engraved with auspicious clouds.

"It's so obvious, won't it be discovered?"

"No, we designed this row of white wooden cabinets just because they look good." Qing Jing stuck out his tongue: "We thought His Majesty would put some clothes here, but it turned out that I thought too much. I said several times that I wanted to take these things down, but I just didn't do it because I was lazy. Now it just happens to be a hiding place for you."

"Ah."

Mo Xiaolan opened the closet. It was indeed empty inside, but it also gave her enough hiding place. Qing Jing closed the door and cast a barrier outside: "The barrier will automatically open when we take action tomorrow. The rest of the time it is just a guarantee. If you move in the barrier, the outside world cannot see you."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan nodded.

After confirming it again and again, Qing Jing left.

An unknown amount of time had passed outside. Mo Xiaolan took a nap inside and woke up in a daze. He heard the faint footsteps and immediately became alert. Through the small gap in the wardrobe, he saw that it was Mo Luofan who came.

Mo Luofan closed the door behind him and subconsciously opened the barrier, but forgot that the barrier was originally opened. He sighed and walked into the center of the spring, but seemed to have thought of something and immediately set up another barrier, this time in the middle of the spring pool. The wardrobe containing Mo Xiaolan was just outside the barrier.

Merofan walked over the stones to the lotus bed in the center and opened half of the curtain, revealing the treasures inside.

It was a beauty, lying quietly on the couch, with a rosy complexion and delicate makeup on her face. She didn't look like a dead person at all, but more like a beauty who was sleeping peacefully.

Mo Luofan reached out and touched her face. Her whole body was warm, thanks to the nourishment of the spiritual spring water. Mo Luofan did all this because he wanted the person in front of him to feel warm vitality first when she woke up, rather than cold limbs.

Thinking back to the time when they were together, every winter, the hard bed was always cold, so before going to bed every day, she would always ask him to use his spiritual power to warm the bed before she would get out of bed, under the pretext of helping him control his spiritual power.

At the beginning, Mo Luofan could still control the spiritual power in his body well, but he was always careless and overdoing it, burning the bed, or he was not strong enough and it took an hour or two to get warm. Although the man said he didn't blame him, his heart was bleeding. After all, changing the bed was quite expensive.

"Master..." He leaned over and kissed her lips lightly.

Every time he wondered if the person in front of him would wake up in the next second, and then ask him angrily: "Is this how your master taught you to blaspheme your own master?"

But every time he opened his eyes, the person in front of him was still like Sleeping Beauty.

He pulled down the curtain, took off his shoes and got on the couch. Only the shadows of two people were reflected in the white curtain.

-

Mo Luofan left early in the morning of the second day. Mo Xiaolan, who was in the closet, did not dare to fall into a deep sleep all night, for fear of missing the time. The slightest sound could wake her up from her dream.

Hearing the people inside leave, she quietly opened a gap and looked out. There was indeed no one there, but the signal had not sounded yet, so she did not dare to go out rashly.

She closed the cabinet door again and sat inside, thinking hard. Time passed by minute by minute. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her hand. She turned over her palm and saw the small snake mark in the center of her palm flickering. This was Qing Jing telling her that she could take action.

Outside the palace, gongs and drums were beating loudly, red curtains were hung all over the palace, and people coming and going had festive red ribbons hanging around their waists.

Outside Nan Ge Palace, the Ghost King's team arrived, and the two couples went out to greet them with the highest standards of etiquette.

The Ghost King Mingfan still had that gentle and jade-like appearance. He came into the hall with the wedding procession. Everything seemed too normal. No one could know that the Ghost King who appeared in front of them was just a high-level puppet.

Today, Mo Luofan dressed himself up beautifully in order to outdo this so-called "rival in love".

No matter when, where or what the occasion, there is always a subtle atmosphere of hostility between these two people.

The newcomer is also helpless about this. As long as these two great players don't fight, everything will be fine.

Although the "saint" sitting on the left side of Mo Luofan didn't say anything, her eyes were bright and she didn't look like a puppet at all.

Mingfan frowned slightly when he saw her.

There was only one person who did not attend the wedding, and that was Zhiying. He was in poor health and could not go to crowded places. He stayed in his room, listening to the joy of the loud gongs and drums outside. He was embroidering a flower in his hand, a evening primrose, but she embroidered it in ice blue because Mo Luofan liked blue the most.

She looked up at the window, her hand unconsciously touching the jade necklace hanging on her neck. This grand wedding reminded her of the small wedding in Peach Blossom Valley. If it weren't for Qing Jing, she would still be a healthy person now, staying with her beloved.

Now that she doesn't have much time left, this matter must be resolved. Suddenly, the figure of the Saint Lady appeared in her mind.

-

In the spiritual spring, Mo Xiaolan walked step by step towards the lotus pond in the middle. For some reason, the closer she got, the more restless she became, and every step she took became extremely difficult.

Finally she came to the lotus bed. A white curtain fell from above and covered the entire lotus bed. She reached out to lift the curtain, but found that there was a barrier here. It seemed that Mo Luofan had set it up yesterday. If she didn't find a way to break it, then all her efforts would be in vain. It was just that this barrier...

Mo Xiaolan closed her eyes and communicated with Qing Jing using her spiritual consciousness.

Mo Xiaolan: Mo Luofan left another barrier last night. Is this barrier connected to her?"

Qing Jing, who was waiting for the bride to arrive, heard the voice transmission and immediately replied: "First, touch the barrier lightly to see if it is one of the four barriers."

Mo Xiaolan stretched out her hand and gently touched the barrier, and a black tortoise immediately appeared on it.

"It's the critical point of Xuanwu." Mo Xiaolan said.

"Oh no." Qing Jing bit his lower lip. "Among the four barriers, Xuanwu is the most hidden one, and he is also the one with the strongest connection with the Demon Lord. I told you, he won't be fooled so easily."

"What should we do then? Is there any way to crack it?"

"No, but." A gleam of light flashed in Qing Jing's eyes, and he felt a little sorry for his bride. If the Demon Lord sensed that the barrier was destroyed and rushed to the spiritual spring immediately, he would be able to see the soul and body merge, then...

"Just break it," he replied.

On the other side, Mo Xiaolan was 50% convinced and 50% unconvinced: "Is this possible? Didn't you say that this barrier has the strongest telepathic connection with Mo Luofan?"

"The wedding is about to begin. If I don't go, people will get suspicious. Just listen to me and break up the wedding." Qing Jing closed his spiritual sense. At this moment, the bride with a red veil on her head, supported by the bridesmaid, slowly walked towards him.

He felt a little guilty.

The bridesmaid handed the bride's hand to his, and the two of them walked into the hall under the blessings of everyone.

Seeing that there was no other way, Mo Xiaolan had no choice but to listen to Qing Jing and take a tough approach. After all, sometimes simple and crude methods are much more effective.

So she first tried to use her own spiritual power to confront the formation, but found that the formation of this barrier was far more powerful than she thought.

Seeing this, she stepped back a few steps, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and muttered a spell. Xuantian Liuguang took shape in her hands. She opened her eyes and slashed with a sword. The black barrier ball was immediately covered with cracks and fell piece by piece.

At the same time, Mo Luofan, who was in the main hall, stood up and all the guests' eyes were focused on him.

"Your Majesty?" Qing Jing called him by his honorific title. The originally joyful atmosphere in the whole place suddenly became quiet. Mo Luofan was about to rush out of the door, but he found that he had been bound by something, and that thing came from the saint on the throne in the palace.

The "Saint Lady" bound all the people present with something unknown. She came to Mo Luofan's side and laughed like a silver bell: "My Lord Demon, I will take away the things in the spiritual spring." After that, she rushed out of the door.

Mo Luofan was so angry that veins popped out.

A smile appeared on Mingyao's lips under the red veil. Fortunately, she had a plan in mind.

But Qing Jing beside him closed his eyes guiltily.

It would be fine as long as we delay it for a while, Ming Yao thought, this ghost lock is one of the treasures of the ghost world after all, even if the Demon Lord wants to break it, it will take some time... right.

The next second, the ghost locks on Mo Luofan's body broke into pieces. Ming Yao, who heard the sound, was so scared that sweat broke out on her face and she quickly lifted the red veil.

"No, the ghost chain can't hold Mo Luofan back, there's not enough time!" Ming Yao hardened her heart, and the ghost bell in her hand rang. For a moment, all the guests in the hall were controlled by this soul-stirring ghost and fell asleep one after another. Only the newlyweds and the Demon Lord remained awake.

"Ming Yao!" Mo Luofan turned and looked at her, his eyes full of anger.

"I'm sorry, you have to stay here for a while." Ming Yao continued to launch Gui Ling's attack on him, but she was no match for this demon lord, and the two of them immediately fought.

Qing Jing didn't know who to help. On one side was his lifelong master, and on the other side was his wife-to-be. He had to choose between two persons.

But when he saw that his wife was at a disadvantage, he could not help himself, he drew his fan and rushed forward.

"Qing Jing." The flames of anger in Mo Luofan's pupils burned higher and higher: "You betrayed me too."

"I'm sorry, Lord Demon. Although I hit you and drew my weapon to fight you, you must believe that I am loyal to you."

Ghosts believe.

-

After breaking the barrier, the first thing Mo Xiaolan did was to quickly lift the curtain to see what treasures were inside and how it was related to her body. When she lifted the white curtain, she was completely stunned. Although she thought that the things sealed inside might be related to her real body, when she saw "herself" lying on the lotus bed, she couldn't help but shiver.