The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

After another explanation——

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"You were impulsive." Mu Qingxue put her hands on her hips and looked at the guy sitting on the chair in front of her with his hands hugging his legs and said, "I just fell down and subconsciously grabbed him. How could you see it like that and say such cruel words to him?"

"You didn't tell me either."

"I wanted to explain, but did you give me a chance to interrupt? You were like a machine gun, swearing nonsensically, and people were crying and running away because of you."

"Sorry……"

"Don't say sorry to me, say it to your little disciple." Mu Qingxue sat down: "Hurry up and treat him well, otherwise he will come to you to settle the score later."

Mo Xiaolan suddenly realized, did she just scold the male protagonist to tears? At that time, she was only thinking about the three thousand concubines, and completely forgot about the cruelty. If she scolded him to tears today, he could kill her tomorrow.

"Oh my god!!! My good Master image."

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dong dong dong-

Mo Luofan opened the door and Mo Xiaolan was right outside.

"Luo Fan, I'm sorry, I was impulsive."

After hearing Mo Xiaolan's words, he couldn't hold back his tears and they flowed down again.

"Don't cry."

After comforting Mo Luofan's tears, she took out the prepared boiled eggs to apply hot compress to his swollen eyes. The egg was originally used to make amends, but now it has become a holy tool for healing.

"That, I, I, I..." Mo Xiaolan pursed her lips, with an apologetic expression on her face: That...that." Suddenly, an idea came to her mind: "Luo Fan, I was impulsive just now, and I scolded you without understanding the situation. I felt very guilty afterwards. Do you know why I was so excited at that time?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"Because Mu Qingxue is different from other disciples, her master accepted her as a disciple. What does this mean?"

How did she know what this meant? Anyway, she just had to use one word: "bluff". She had to scare this kid into giving up his vicious heart towards Xue girl first.

Mo Xiaolan slapped the table and said excitedly: "Name her after his surname. This is the basic etiquette for a wife to enter the family. This shows that your uncle Mu Qingfeng has a deep affection for his disciple. He said that he accepted her as a disciple, but in fact he is raising a daughter-in-law. He will wait for her to grow up and conquer the city in one fell swoop!"

Mo Luofan blinked his big eyes, it turned out that his uncle was the same kind of person as him.

"So, Luo Fan." Mo Xiaolan took his hand and said, "Although your uncle looks like a gentleman, he is still a man at heart. He treats the woman he loves differently from ordinary people. So, no matter how much you like Mu Qingxue, you should restrain yourself. Master is sorry for you. Master promises you that in this world, except for Mu Qingxue, no matter who it is, whether human or demon, male or female, Master will definitely marry you personally, okay?"

Anyway, it will be yours in the end, Mo Xiaolan said secretly in her heart.

"Really?" Mo Luofan showed a hopeful look: "Master said that as long as it's not Mu Qingxue, any woman in the world will do?"

Of course, Mo Luofan's words included Mo Xiaolan, but this stupid master didn't seem to notice anything wrong, his mind was full of the heroines Ruo Xiangsi, Duan Shuangying, and Baili Suxue.

"Totally ok." Mo Xiaolan stretched out three fingers of his left hand and said, "I swear with all my strength that I will help you get back any girl except Mu Qingxue."

Mo Luofan lowered his head and smiled, "Although Master has completely misunderstood the situation and thought that I like Junior Sister Mu, this is still a good opportunity. Master, Master, I just hope that you will keep your promise in the future and help me get you to be my wife."

Qingyuan Trial Conference——

All the disciples gathered at the entrance of Qingyuan Hall. Standing on the high assembly platform were the three most powerful elders of Qingyuan: Mu Qingfeng, the master of Qingxuan Peak, in purple, on the left; Shang Jun, the head of the sect, in gold, in the middle; Mo Xiaolan, the master of Qingyuan Peak, in blue, on the right. Hundreds of disciples stood below the assembly platform. No matter they were disciples of the imperial family or outer sect, they all wore the same white robes. Everyone's eyes were on the three elders on the assembly platform.

The head of the sect, Shang Jun, took a step forward and said, "The Qingyuan Trial Conference is a conference to select candidates for the head of the sect and two peak masters. The selection is held every twenty years. You are the most qualified disciples of each peak in the past twenty years to become the candidates for the head of the sect and the peak master. The trial conference is divided into three parts. In the first part, I will scatter famous stones with your names on them in Yuxian Town at the foot of the mountain, and I will also give you clues to find the famous stones. The duration is seven days. Those who return to the Qingyuan Hall at noon after seven days with a famous stone named after them will be considered to have passed the test."

After he finished speaking, a stone shining with deep blue light appeared in Shang Jun's hand. He threw it into the sky with force, and the stone split into countless rays of light, dragging long tails and scattering down the mountain.

"Now, the trial begins!" After Shang Jun roared, all the disciples turned around and left.

"Senior Brother Mo Chu." Duan Shuangying found Mo Luofan in the crowd and immediately ran over to block his way. Duan Shuangying had been practicing in seclusion since the last fish monster incident, and she rarely went out of Qingxuanmen. It was three years ago that she met Mo Luofan. After not seeing her for three years, she had matured a lot.

"Can I go with you guys?" Duan Shuangying asked.

"No." Senior Sister Zhu Ling next to Mo Luofan rejected her outright. She herself did not like Duan Shuangying very much and always felt that she was weak and spoiled. If Mo Luofan was not with the master, she would always get close to Mo Luofan. She said that she came to ask him for advice, but in reality she was just here to flirt with him. But this group of stinky boys could not see it. They kept thinking that she was some fairy girl and kept trying to catch up with her. If the master was not as close to the outer disciples as to his own disciples, how could she be given the title of fairy girl?

"Ling'er." Zhu Fan pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Miss Duan is a delicate girl. It's okay for her to have someone to go with her. Let her go. It doesn't matter if there's one more person."

"Why doesn't she go find her fellow disciples? Why is she hanging out in our circle at Qingling Peak?" Zhu Ling raised her voice deliberately, as if she was afraid that the man couldn't hear her.

Duan Shuangying pursed her lips and lowered her head, with a look of disappointment on her face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. In this case, I'd better go to the trial alone. Senior Brother Mo Chu doesn't have to worry about me. I have been in seclusion for so long, and I am no longer the little girl who could only hide behind Master Mo Feng."

Duan Shuangying turned around and pretended to leave. Zhu Ling rolled her eyes at her and said, "Hurry up, don't you think someone is going to pull you back?"

"Ling'er." Zhu Fan pulled her hand hard, turned around and shouted to Duan Shuangying's back: "Miss Duan, let's go together. It's good for a girl to have a companion. Mo Chu, you should speak up too." Zhu Fan didn't want Qingling Peak to be known as someone who disdained fellow disciples. After all, people's words can be scary.

"Miss Duan, why don't you come with us?" Mo Luofan immediately responded. He didn't want Senior Sister Zhu Ling to be criticized because of such a small matter.

Hearing Mo Luofan's request to stay, Duan Shuangying's heart blossomed, and he quickly turned around and nodded: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Mo Chu."

“You guys.” Zhu Fan was so angry that he stomped his feet and turned his face away: “No wonder Junior Sister Mu Qingxue often mentioned people like green tea bitches in her storybook. It turns out they are right next to us. Haven’t these two idiots discovered it yet?”

"Brother Mo Chu, I wonder how good your sword-controlling skills are now. It was Master Mo Feng who took you flying last time. After so many years, I'm afraid your sword-control skills are almost catching up with Master Mo Feng."

"How can I be as powerful as my master." Mo Luofan touched the back of his head embarrassedly. In his heart, Mo Xiaolan was the most powerful person and no one could compare to her.

"Don't say that. Take me flying this time and I'll help you inspect it."

"Heh." Zhu Ling, who was standing by, crossed her arms and said, "Green Tea is starting to take effect."

"Why do you always target Miss Duan?" Zhu Fan asked.

"Didn't you see what she was doing? She has liked to go to Mo Chu's place to get close to him since she was little. And she has bad intentions. She likes to attract men wherever she goes."

"You just think Miss Duan is prettier and more popular with fellow disciples, but I'm the only one who likes you, so..."

When Zhu Ling heard Zhu Fan's words, she started to explode. This guy actually compared her to Duan Shuangying, that green tea bitch.

"She is pretty, go ahead and like her." Zhu Ling drew out his sword and shouted, "I will go to the trial myself." After that, he flew away on the sword.

Zhu Fan felt puzzled. He was just stating a fact, and before he had even finished talking, Zhu Ling became inexplicably angry.

On this side, Mo Luofan rejected Duan Shuangying's invitation. The two of them would definitely get along closely when flying swords. He didn't want to get close to any woman other than his master from the bottom of his heart. Miss Xiangsi's behavior last time was already an accident. It would be better to keep a distance from women now, to have fewer accidents and more peace of mind.

Seeing Mo Luofan's refusal, Duan Shuangying no longer mentioned the matter of flying swords together. It was already very good that Mo Luofan allowed her to go with him. If she continued to push her limits and provoke him, it would be a waste of time.

"Where is my senior sister?" Mo Luofan did not see Zhu Ling when he was reincarnated. He only saw Zhu Fan standing there, meditating on something.

"She left first." Zhu Fan touched his head and said, "Mo Chu, do you think Zhu Ling is prettier or Miss Duan is prettier?"

"Ah? Why do you suddenly ask this question?" In Mo Luofan's mind, the looks of women in the world can be divided into only two types: Master and other women. Of course, the former is more beautiful, and the latter feel the same.

"Forget it." Zhu Fan waved his hand: "You don't understand, this is the trouble of love, let me endure the pain of love alone~

Yuxian Town——

When Zhu Ling arrived at Yuxian Town on her sword, it was already sunset. She was still angry about what happened to Zhu Fan and kicked the stones on the ground with an unhappy look on her face. When she came to her senses, she didn't know where she was anymore. There were very few people around her, almost no one.

"Girl." Suddenly, a woman in red holding a white umbrella walked towards her. The white umbrella and red clothes made Zhu Ling feel a little scared. The woman's eyes seemed to have magic. When she saw her eyes, her legs went weak and she couldn't walk.

The woman slowly walked towards her, reached out and touched her cheek, took a deep breath, smiled, and moved closer, greedily inhaling the fragrance from Zhu Ling's body. Zhu Ling felt a faint chill emanating from this woman, which was definitely not something a normal person had.

"Girl, you smell so good, I like it."

As he spoke, the figure disappeared and the white umbrella fell to the ground.

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It was already night when Mo Luofan and the other two arrived at Yuxian Town. They found an inn to stay in, and Zhu Fan went to look for Zhu Ling.

dong dong dong-

Mo Luofan opened the door and standing outside was the distraught Zhu Fan.

"What? Senior Sister still hasn't..."

what--

A woman's scream came from the room opposite, and the two of them ran over immediately. The room was empty except for a little girl from the inn who came to deliver cakes. She was sitting on the ground. The cakes in her hand had already scattered on the ground. Her eyes were fixed on a white umbrella placed on the bed in front of her.