The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Your Majesty, Zihu has awakened, but," Hua Ruoruo said, "he has only awakened now, but his body functions have not recovered yet, and he cannot speak. Give me some more time, within half a month, I guarantee that Zihu will be able to fully awaken."

"Yes." Mo Luofan nodded: "I'll leave this matter to you."

"Yes." After Hua Ruoruo stepped back, there was a loud noise behind the bookshelf. Mo Luofan hurriedly turned to check. Mo Xiaolan was hit on the head by a thick book, and blood instantly oozed out of her head. Mo Luofan immediately came over and rubbed her wound.

"There's something strange about this book. Something that wasn't there just now suddenly appeared." Mo Xiaolan hadn't finished her words.

For some reason, the Demon Lord token on Mo Luofan's waist was in response to the book stained with Mo Xiaolan's blood, and a barrier suddenly appeared behind the bookshelf.

The two looked at each other seriously and walked in.

The inside was no different from an ordinary secret room. There were only a few books and brocade boxes on the bookshelf, and a candle burning on the table that would never go out. The whole secret room looked like no one had entered for a long time.

Mo Xiaolan picked up a book at random and flipped through two pages. The book contained records of rare treasures in the world. The first page was the Heart-Transforming Lotus.

It turns out that the Huaxin Lotus is the fairy lotus in the lotus pond in the Heavenly Palace. The fairy lotus can preserve the spirit for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Moreover, if the spirit is reunited with the original body, it can be brought back to life, but the prerequisite is that the body must be intact.

With every turn of a page, Mo Xiaolan felt her three perspectives were shocked. It turned out that there were so many incredible treasures in this world.

"Who exactly is your first Demon Lord? This book records all the magic weapons in the four seas and eight wastelands, even the heavens."

Mo Luofan explained: "There are few records of the first Demon Lord. We only know that he liked to wear red court robes and hold a white jade brush, so he was called the Red-robed Brocade Official by the world. At first, the people of the Demon Clan did not have any thoughts. In the mortal world, this is called the primitive era. After he came to the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan gradually became what it is now. However, no one knows where he came from, but he has a strong demonic aura. Later, in the battle between gods and demons, he died at the hands of the Divine Official Feng Mochen."

"Wait, do you remember which red-robed official looks like me?"

"I remember, I saw it at the bloodthirsty Qilin."

"When we fought Chi Longzi, Jiu Tian Xuan Nu briefly used my body. Although my body was occupied, my mind was still there. I remember that Chi Longzi said that Xuan Nu had been possessed by a demon, so I wondered if Xuan Nu was your first Demon Lord."

"But the Demon Lord is a man."

"Oh, they are gods. Maybe the difference between men and women is not a restriction at all for them." Mo Xiaolan closed the book and opened the second one. The second book was different from the first one. It contained some formations. The last formation was called the Biyin Formation. This formation was very strange. During a total solar eclipse, as long as the person who cast the formation paid with something of equal value, he could exchange it for the thing he wanted. The implication was that one thing could be exchanged for another, but the things to be exchanged must be of equal value. If one wanted to break the formation, the person who cast the formation had to stop himself.

"Such profound and boring stuff." She closed the book and put it back where it belonged.

After the two came out of the secret room, the barrier immediately disappeared. Mo Xiaolan picked up the book that fell on the ground, dusted it off and put it back. Next to it, she found another book.

The blue cover is a book about wandering in the mortal world. When I opened the book, I saw the author's signature, Ruo Muyun, and a line of poetry below, "The dusk clouds call for clear songs again, so don't wait for your heart to settle and be free."

A text message floated in from the window, from Mu Qingfeng.

Xueer is about to give birth, come quickly.

-

In the Baili Imperial City, the monarch's bedroom was in chaos. Mu Qingfeng was walking back and forth anxiously outside, while bursts of heart-wrenching roars continued to come from inside.

Shang Jun hurried in from outside: "What's the situation?"

Mu Qingfeng shook his head: "The midwife said that the fetus is circulating in the mother's body, and it may be difficult to give birth."

"Don't worry, Qingxue is my Qingyuan Sect disciple. Her physical fitness is better than that of ordinary women. She can survive the difficulties." He patted Mu Qingfeng on the shoulder: "Cheer up, you still have an important mission on your shoulders. If you fall down first, what will she do? For her, you have to hold on."

Shang Jun's words were like a reassurance, making Mu Qingfeng no longer so panicked.

"Have you sent a message to Xiaolan? Qingxue has a good relationship with her, so it would be good for her to come."

“It has been passed on.”

Another World

"Ming Beilin...Ming Beilin..."

Ming Beilin opened his eyes, and it was the dream again. At the foot of Qingling Peak, a person holding a rapier walked towards him who was seriously injured step by step. The only difference was that this time he was a bystander. Because of this, he finally saw the person's face clearly. The person was a woman in light pink clothes. Even when she killed someone, her face still had a gentle look, as if she was not the one who killed someone.

"How could it be..."

"Ming Beilin." A puff of black smoke appeared in front of him, and the entire scene stopped.

"Who are you? Is it you who brought me here?"

"I brought you here." Black smoke surrounded him. "I am you from another world. When I discovered the truth of everything, I wanted to report it to His Majesty, but I was always a step too late. I was killed by her at the foot of Qingling Peak. Because of my deep resentment, my soul could not be liberated and was trapped in Qingling Peak. No one can sense it. But you are different. You are me from another world."

"How did you know about the other world?"

"Your Majesty has seen someone from your world, a person wearing a ghost mask, but that was a long time ago, before I died. However, the Demon Lord didn't take it seriously at the time, and I knew it was a joke, until I met you, Ruo Xiangsi, Mo Xiaolan, and the other Demon Lord. What I didn't expect was that because we are the same person, you can sense me. If you believe me, just stretch out your hand."

Ming Beilin thought about it, but still stretched out his hand. He had absolute trust in this inexplicable black smoke, as if he trusted himself.

The black smoke came into his hands and said, "Now it's time for us to tell everyone the truth."

Under the pear tree, the ghost-masked man came to Mo Chu and swept his hand in the air. The pear blossom petals on Mo Chu's body immediately flew away, but this also woke him up.

"It's you." He stood up from under the tree.

"How about it, Lord Demon, do you now believe that there is another time and space in the world, and that the things in that other time and space are what we dream of."

"So what? Those people may not be us after all." Mo Chu gently stroked the Huaxin Lotus in his hand and released some spiritual power to it. During this time, the Huaxin Lotus had been releasing some gentle spiritual power to help him fall asleep. Now it could not hold on and fell into a deep sleep. Since the death of "Mo Xiaolan", it was the first time he slept so soundly.

"Since those things are not ours, we should use them to exchange for things that should belong to us."

Mo Chu raised his head and looked at him, seeming to be somewhat moved by what he said: "What do you mean."

"What I mean is that I have a way to bring back what once belonged to us, as long as Your Majesty can help me."

-

Mo Xiaolan arrived at dusk, bringing Hua Ruoruo with her. At this time, Mu Qingfeng was the only one outside the hall. As soon as she arrived, she asked about the situation inside, and Mu Qingfeng told her truthfully.

"You said in the letter that Qingxue needs the phoenix grass and beneficial grass from the snow mountain. There is only beneficial grass in Nange City, so I brought it here first. Luo Fan has gone to get the remaining phoenix grass, and it will arrive before midnight." Mo Xiaolan took the beneficial grass out of her sleeve.

"The delivery room is a restricted area and men are not allowed to enter casually. Please help me take her in and hand her over to the midwife." Mu Qingfeng said.

"Okay." Mo Xiaolan and Hua Ruoruo strode forward. Before they stepped onto the stairs, a red magic circle appeared under their feet, restricting their steps.

At this moment, a baby's cry was heard from the delivery room, and the palace maid came out happily and shouted, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty, it's a little prince."

"Oh, really?" There was no joy on Mu Qingfeng's face. He waved his hand lightly, and a line of blood immediately appeared on the palace maid's neck, and then a living life disappeared in an instant.

Mo Xiaolan looked at him incredulously: "Senior Brother..."

Mu Qingfeng curled up a smile, pushed open the door and entered the room, and then screams came from the house one after another.

"Your Majesty, spare my life."

"Your Majesty, spare my life."

"what!"

Mo Xiaolan wanted to go in and stop it, but her body couldn't move at all.

"What's going on?" Hua Ruoruo looked at Mo Xiaolan: "Is this person Mu Qingfeng?"

"Of course I am Mu Qingfeng." He walked out, holding Mu Qingxue in his arms. Mu Qingxue was wearing thin clothes covered with blood, and her face was bloodless.

"What are you doing!" Hua Ruoruo shouted, "A woman who has just given birth cannot be exposed to the cold, or she will develop a chronic disease."

"So what." Mu Qingfeng threw the person in his arms into the sky. Mu Qingxue's body floated in the air, and a formation rose under her. Mo Xiaolan was shocked because she had seen this formation in the Demon Lord's secret room.

The sea, which was originally calm, seems to be not so peaceful this time.

Huge waves rose on the sea, and the little mermaid was almost blown over, but she still swam over, and the sea passage slowly rose from the sea level.

"What's going on? Today is not the fifteenth!" She immediately cast a spell, trying to close the passage, but found that the passage could not be closed, and a red light flew out from the passage.

She watched the red light fly away, feeling anxious and scared: "Oh no, I will definitely be cooked into braised fish by Xuannv this time."