The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"What!" Duan Shuangying laughed bitterly, "Your Majesty, I am your wife, and you actually asked me to apologize to a dog slave. He is just a slave who is closer to you. It doesn't matter if a slave like him dies."

Mo Chu stared at her even more fiercely. Duan Shuangying was so scared that she took a few steps back, lowered her head, and did not dare to look up.

"Beilin is my brother, not a servant."

"Yes." Duan Shuangying suppressed his anger and said to Ming Beilin unwillingly, "Mr. Ming, I was unreasonable. I'm sorry."

"I accept Madam Duan's apology, but I hope you will forgive others in the future." Only then did Ming Beilin wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

All the farce was finally over. Ming Beilin followed Hua Ruoruo to the medical hall to see the wound. The two walked one after the other. Suddenly, Hua Ruoruo stopped and asked, "Can you really save Mo Xiaolan by doing this?"

"If Madam Mo says it's okay, then it's okay." Ming Beilin smiled: "It's like she said she would help us, and you really came to help us."

"I was refining a debilitating drug during this time, so I didn't have the energy to ask more questions. Now that my mission has been completed, I will get to the bottom of it." She turned around and faced him: "Why do you keep calling her Madam Mo? And the three of you have clearly been dead for a long time, why did you suddenly come back to life?"

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"Will you tell me the truth?"

"Of course." He jumped up and tapped the leaves of the willow tree. "Madam said that if you ask us, we must tell you the truth. The three of us are actually from another world. We were forcibly brought here by the Demon Lord of this world. I don't really understand the details. I only learned about it from Madam a few days ago."

"Another world?" Hua Ruoruo was a little surprised: "What does the other world look like? Is it the same as here, with sky, earth, mountains and water?"

"Of course, it's exactly the same as here."

"What about that person?"

"People are different." Ming Beilin smiled. "The Demon Lord in that world is gentle to others, unlike this gloomy guy. There, mortals and demons live in harmony. And you, you are not as sad as you are now. Instead, you are a heartless little medical officer. It was you who followed the Demon Lord and said that you wanted to enter the demon world to help him resurrect his wife. It was also you who went to travel around in the end. You were jumping around all day. One time you said you wanted to experience the pain of love, but a man cheated you of all your money and sold you to a place of fireworks. If I had arrived a step later, I'm afraid that the prosperous Flower Street Building would have been demolished by you."

"It turns out that I am so happy in your world." Hua Ruoruo lowered her head and imagined this beauty.

"How can I not be happy?" Ming Beilin crossed his arms over his chest. "I am free and carefree. I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want. I also get a salary. But you are also very loyal. As long as we call you, you will definitely be here the first time. It's just that you are a bit sharp-tongued sometimes and often scare people."

"That's great." Hua Ruoruo lowered her head and smiled, then turned around and continued walking forward: "Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be dark soon."

"it is good!"

That night, Ming Beilin was about to rest when he heard a voice calling his name. He looked around curiously, but there was nothing.

As expected by Mo Xiaolan, Duan Shuangying, the vengeful person, could not sit still, especially after being humiliated by "Mo Xiaolan", which was even more insulting to her. In her cognition, Mo Xiaolan was still the weak woman with her whole body disabled and powerless. As long as she could enter the damn barrier, she would be unable to live or die.

After lurking for two days, he took advantage of Mo Chu being out on something, stole the token of the seal, and came angrily to seek revenge.

She held a whip soaked in salt water in her hand, removed the barrier and walked over with a swagger.

Mo Xiaolan, who was still drinking tea, heard the noise and smiled: "You're here so soon, you really can't sit still."

The heavy wooden door was kicked open, and Duan Shuangying walked in with a smug smile on his face: "The Demon Lord is not here today, Ruo Xiangsi and Ming Beilin can't protect you. Tell me how you knew about that matter and how much you know."

Mo Xiaolan put down the teacup in her hand, propped up her head with one hand and looked at him: "Are you saying that you imitated the ancient recipe to refine the Ruohan Poison and deliberately revealed it to Nian Tao, guiding her to poison Ruo Xiangsi?"

"How on earth did you know about this?"

How else to know? Just read the original novel. In the original novel, Mo Xiaolan had a great hatred for Duan Shuangying in the later period. At first, she just thought that it was because Duan Shuangying was on the male protagonist's side, so the villain was hostile to her. But after knowing so many things, she realized that Mo Qingge was afraid that this poisonous snake would bite her "master" someday. After all, he could be so cruel to his savior.

"Since you know the secret, I can't keep you there anymore." As he said that, he whipped the man over. He thought he would knock him to the ground, but he didn't expect that the man would grab his whip with one hand.

"Duan Shuangying, do you think I'm the Mo Xiaolan who lets you bully me?" She swung the whip back. Duan Shuangying didn't catch it and took a few steps back.

Then the purple-blue electricity slowly took shape in the hand of the "weak woman" in front of him, turning into a three-meter-long soft whip with purple electricity surrounding it. Duan Shuangying had never seen other forms of Xuantian Liuguanglian, and exclaimed, "What kind of monster is this?"

"Heh." Mo Xiaolan sneered: "Ignorant, I will let you feel what he is."

Duan Shuangying was unwilling to fall behind, so she summoned her own weapon. Her weapon was a silver-purple soft sword, which was one of the trophies Mo Chu obtained when he occupied the demon world. It was a second-class magic weapon and also a symbol of her identity.

But she didn't expect that the symbol of her status was nothing compared to this whip. As soon as the two weapons collided, the silver-purple soft sword broke into three pieces.

"You..." She was so scared that she took several steps back. If this person had just hidden his ability, then he should have released three levels of spiritual power now. However, just three levels were enough to suppress her and destroy her magic weapon, which was a second-rate magic weapon.

"Your Demon Lord can't save you today."

Whip after whip hit her body.

"I will pour boiling water over you after I whip you."

"I will give you a golden needle to prick your hand in return for this whip."

"This whip is in return for your insults and abuses."

"This whip will return to you the poison of thousands of insects that eat away at your bones."

……

"Master!" Ruo Xiangsi rushed over to stop her: "Master, please stop hitting me. If you continue, I will really die."

Mo Xiaolan's anger obviously had not yet subsided. Ever since she met Duan Shuangying, the real mastermind, the rage in her heart had never subsided. Every night she dreamed of the torture that Mo Qinggeruo had suffered. For two whole years, the person who was tortured was neither human nor ghost. The high and mighty peak master was trampled into the mud by this villain and suffered all kinds of humiliation.

"Let's go now while the guards are changing."

The three men changed their gorgeous clothes into plain clothes made of coarse cloth, blended into the crowd, and left the city.

Ming Beilin was driving the carriage on the mountain path. He adjusted his straw hat and said, "Where should we go now? Why don't we draw a teleportation talisman and go directly to the Demon Sea."

"Let's go to Qingyuan Gate." Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes. "The sea passage will not be opened until the 15th or 16th. Now there is still half a month before that time. Mo Chu will definitely send a large number of troops to guard it. That place is vast and there is no place to hide. Going there is tantamount to walking into a trap."

"Then why go to Qingyuan Gate?" Ruo Xiangsi asked puzzledly.

"Because he would never guess that we would go to Qingyuan Gate."

The current Mo Chu doesn't understand her, so he will subconsciously substitute his understanding of Mo Qingge into her. This is exactly where he is being clever.

Inside the Imperial Palace, a table with books on it was pushed hard, and Mo Chu threw a thick book directly onto the table.

Above the kneeling person: "Useless, a bunch of useless."

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

“What are you still standing there for? Take your men to the Demon Sea and search the area within a radius of hundreds of miles for me!” He was so angry that he kicked the bookcase over: “If even the Sealing Talisman can’t trap you, I should break your legs and lock you up.

"Wait." He stopped the guard who was about to leave and said, "Take a team of soldiers and search around the imperial city."

According to her personality, she would definitely want to hide in the dark. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Now there is still half a month before the fifteenth day. She would definitely choose a road farthest away from the Demon Sea and hide there.

The three of them arrived at Qingyuan Gate, and Ming Beilin helped them get off the carriage. This place had been transformed into the Demon Lord's palace, but looking at its desolate appearance, it seemed that no one had been here for a long time. The buildings of the Qingyuan Hall were covered with moss and spider webs.

The three of them cleaned it up casually. Fortunately, the buildings here were made of century-old wood, so there would be no danger of collapse even if they were abandoned.

"Madam, how do you know that he won't come here?" Ming Beilin brought some firewood and asked while making a fire.

"This is not the only way to the Demon Sea, and..." Mo Xiaolan looked out the window at the dark sky. He knew that Mo Qingge was most afraid of sadness and would never come here. There were too many beautiful things and too many memories here. She just wanted to keep these beautiful things and memories in her heart forever, so that she could deceive herself. If she saw this defeated look, she would really tear her dream apart with her own hands.

What a pity, she and Mo Qingge are two completely different people. If Mo Qingge is an immortal cultivator who is not tainted by the mundane world, and every stitch, every blade of grass and every tree can evoke her sadness, then she is a secular person who has struggled in the mundane world and is used to the vicissitudes of life. How could she be saddened by some situations of failure?