The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

The child was a little confused. The handsome big brother in front of him had just touched his hair affectionately, and when he just announced the bride's name, the big brother's face began to change, and his face turned dark and scary.

Mo Luofan stood up and took a deep breath. It turned out to be a plot by Li Dai Taojiang. No wonder you wanted to fight him. No wonder Mo Xiaolan came to take the body, but did not run away immediately after taking the body, but wanted to confront him. The purpose was to die under his sword and let him really think that this person was dead.

So, she didn't actually forgive him for the mistakes he made in the past fifty years, right?

But it doesn’t matter. After all, Mo Xiaolan is back now. As long as she is back, everything else seems to be unimportant.

Anyway, as long as I keep her by my side, yes, as long as I keep her by my side, she can't leave no matter how much I hate her.

Leading everyone to the Ghost King's Mansion, Mo Luofan used the Suzaku to separate the entire Ghost King's Mansion from the Ghost King City outside. He opened his blood-red eyes again and smiled evilly: "Kill them in."

The ghost guards of the Ghost King's Palace will not die in the ghost world. The so-called death will only make them unconscious. They will wake up after a period of time, and they will be a new soul after waking up.

In the main hall of the Ghost King's Palace, the newlyweds entered the hall holding the same embroidered flower and received blessings in public. The Ghost King's wedding rules were not so numerous, but Ming Fan wanted to give Mo Xiaolan a marriage in the human world.

The ceremonial officer shouted: "Bow to the Heaven..." But the word "Earth" was not even uttered yet.

There was laughter coming from the door, followed by a round of clapping: "Master is getting married, why don't you call your disciples to come and watch the ceremony."

Hearing the voice, Mo Xiaolan was so scared that she quickly lifted her veil.

The moment the veil was lifted, Mo Luofan stopped in his tracks. As expected, a woman is most beautiful during her wedding.

"Master is so beautiful."

But she is not as beautiful as when she married me.

Ming Fan protected Mo Xiaolan behind him: "I think the Demon Lord doesn't like this kind of scene."

"Of course I don't like it, especially her and you." Anger burned in Mo Luofan's eyes, and the Tianyuan Zhuhun Sword looked particularly terrifying in his hand.

Mo Xiaolan was afraid at first, but behind her and beside her were her relatives. If she took a step back, a pool of blood would be waiting for them. Thinking of this, she gained strength, clenched her fists, and tore off the red veil and exquisite phoenix crown on her head, letting her black hair fall down.

Seeing this, Ming Fan grabbed her hand that was about to summon Xuan Tian Liu Guang and said, "Let me protect you."

After saying that, he took a step forward alone, and his relatives and friends behind him also took out their weapons and protected her behind them.

"Sister." Shang Jun said, "Fifty years ago, I was the one who let you down. Now, everyone will risk their lives to protect you."

Mu Qingfeng also stood in front of them: "Qingxue, take Xiaolan away."

"I won't leave. I can also join the battle." Mo Xiaolan shook off Mu Qingxue's hand: "All he wants is my life. At worst, I can just give it to him again."

"Brother!" As Ming Yao shouted, everyone looked over and saw that Ming Fan had actually lost. In order to help Mo Xiaolan's soul enter her body, he had consumed too much spiritual power. Now Mo Luofan was growing very fast. Once he had the intention to kill, Ming Fan would not be his opponent.

The Qingfeng Water God Fan was held in Mo Luofan's hand, his fiery red eyes flashed: "Why, even the weapons are a pair, as long as I think of the origin of the Xuantian Liuguang Sword and the Qingfeng Water God Fan, Mo Luofan was so angry that he wanted to crush it, but the artifact was beyond his control, and turned into a blue smoke and flew into the owner's body.

The rest of the people all picked up their weapons and rushed forward. Zhu Ling and Zhu Fan were among them. However, Zhu Ling had no desire to be his enemy. She just hoped that he would let Mo Xiaolan go.

Shang Jun and Mu Qingfeng felt that the reason why Mo Luofan had not taken over Qingyuan Gate and Baili Imperial City was because the two of them were stationed there. So although the two of them could not defeat him alone, when they joined forces, they were a force that could not be underestimated.

But in this battle they realized that it was not because Mo Luofan was afraid of them, but because he didn't want to touch them at all.

However, Mo Xiaolan and Mu Qingxue just quarreled for a few words, and all the people who were originally protecting them with weapons were defeated.

Mo Xiaolan protected Mu Qingxue behind her, and Xuantian Liuguang pointed directly at Mo Luofan.

Mo Luofan stopped, so he was the winner, but there was no benefit in fighting against so many masters. Thousands of demon generals had surrounded the Ghost King's Palace, and the entire Ghost King City was now just in the hands of Mo Luofan.

"Don't come over here." Mo Xiaolan pointed the sword at him. Mo Luofan was not afraid. He took a step forward, and the person in front of him took a step back.

Every time he took a step forward, the people behind him took a step back, until they retreated to the wall with no way to retreat. But Mo Xiaolan did not put down the sword in her hand. She knew very well that with her current skills, she had little chance of winning. But she also knew that if she resisted, the demon generals behind him would kill Shang Jun and the others without leaving a single piece of armor.

Mo Luofan was still moving forward, and Xuantian Liuguang's sword blade pierced his chest, and a lot of blood flowed out.

He looked down at the sword, then looked up at the person in front of him: "Can you really bear to hurt me, and really not forgive me?

Mo Xiaolan had not expected such a situation to occur. She originally just wanted to scare Mo Luofan, but she did not expect that this fool not only did not retreat, but instead came forward. She did not know what to say for a moment.

"Don't come up here again." Mo Xiaolan yelled, and the madman in front of her actually stopped.

"I don't care what happened in the past. Please stop bothering me now, okay?"

Her words were like ice piercing into Mo Luofan's bones, making him feel extremely cold.

"Now you are the Demon Lord who controls the world. The vast land and beautiful scenery of the world all belong to you. Why do you have to cling to the small Baili Imperial City and Qingyuan Gate? Besides, the Lord of the Ghost Realm has always had a chosen person. You are not that person, so how can you take charge?" Mo Xiaolan took a deep breath and said, "Mo Luofan, since I have died once, can I just regard that time as my return to you? All the things before and after are written off. Can we just pretend that we have never known each other?"

"Never, have you never known me?" Mo Luofan lowered his head, his eyes somewhat empty: "Is this really what you want?"

"Master, do you really not want me anymore?"

"No, I can't afford it anymore." Mo Xiaolan drew out the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, which still had bright red bloodstains on it.

He put his hand over his left eye, a smile forming on his lips. "You risked your life to get these eyes for me. You said you didn't want to go back to your time and space because I, a clingy and spoiled child, was clinging to you. It was you who said you liked me, not in the way a master treats his apprentice, but in the way you wanted to be with me. It was you who used your body to block the sword of the evil spirit for me, and you used up your last bit of strength to whisper in my ear, I love you."

Big tears flowed from his eyes: "Master, I was wrong. I was too weak and fell into someone's trap. But now, I have become stronger. No illusions in the world can deceive me anymore. But you are leaving me."

Why do I have no memory of what he said? Mo Xiaolan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

"I've been to your world, where there are tall buildings, cars that flow like water, fun amusement parks, and many strange things. It would be great if I could live there too. I met you when we were young, and we grew up together, just like the one in the magic box, from school uniforms to wedding dresses. You said you were unhappy there because there was no me in that time and space, so I desperately tried to find a way to bring you back, but when you came back, you didn't want me anymore."

Mo Xiaolan frowned. She felt a little excited about what he said, but she had no memory of anything. She looked at him with her eyes wide open, with four big words written all over her eyes: Unbelievable.

Mo Luofan wiped away his tears and forced a smile: "I unconditionally support any decision made by Master. I once promised you that I would not become the Mo Luofan in the illusion, so... please don't be afraid of me. You chose Mingfan, and I respect your choice." After saying that, he turned and left without looking back. His purpose was to let Mo Xiaolan make a choice. If she chose Mingfan, he would get her back at all costs, but in the end it was not him.

After the demon soldiers withdrew, Mo Xiaolan suddenly sat down on the ground. Ming Fan covered his wound and walked towards him step by step: "What did the demon say to you? He cast a barrier, and we can't hear anything from outside..."

Mo Xiaolan came back to her senses, and looked at the person in front of her with such big eyes: "What happened in the past? Why can't I remember it at all?"

She hugged her head and squatted down: "What eyes, what love, what blocking the sword, why don't I know anything."

Seeing him like this, Mingfan bit her lower lip, waved her slender fingers lightly in front of her, and she immediately fainted.

When she woke up again, five days had passed. Shang Jun and others were safely escorted back to the human world, and the ghost world had also settled down. However, the Ghost King Mingfan locked himself in the room all day to accompany her while she was sleeping, and did not go anywhere.

When Mo Xiaolan woke up, she heard the sound of quarreling. It was Mingfan and Mingyao.

Mingyao's voice sounded a little angry.

"Brother, have you really decided? Obviously..."

"No need to say more." Ming Fan interrupted her: "This matter itself is not glorious enough for me. It is unfair for her to make a choice when she has lost that memory."

"But there is no such thing as a fair fight in love." Ming Yao wanted to say something but was driven out by Ming Fan.

He walked in step by step with heavy steps.

Mo Xiaolan didn't want to pretend to be asleep or anything, so she opened her eyes, sat up, and looked at the person in front of her, hoping that he could give her an answer.

Ming Fan pursed his lips and stretched out his left hand. Countless small blue fluorescent lights surrounded his hand and slowly formed a ball of light.

"Inside this is the memory you lost."