The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Baili Suxue spat out mouthfuls of blood: "Afeng, I finally wore this dress for you to see, do I look good?"

"It looks good, it looks good." Mu Qingfeng couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. Baili Suxue put the laurel wreath in her hand on his head: "I'm sorry, the original one was broken, I made a new one."

There seemed to be waves of fragrance wafting from her nose, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "My Afeng is like a laurel, beautiful and powerful..."

The little princess finally died in his arms, in the season when laurel blossomed.

"Brother, please accept my condolences." Mo Qingge came to his side and slowly squatted down. Mu Qingfeng pushed the person in front of him away and looked at her viciously: "If you hadn't insisted on carrying out that damn plan, so many people wouldn't have died. You want to be a whetstone, do it yourself. What's the point of dragging so many people to die with you? Look, how good it is. The knife you sharpened is fast and sharp, but the knife has no eyes. Now it has cut your own hand. Tell me, if he knew the truth, would he be more painful than me?"

Having said this, Mu Qingfeng put down the person in his arms, stood up, and laughed: "Mo Chu, today, I will also give you a big gift. In fact, Mo Xiaolan has always betrayed you, humiliated you, and tortured you for a reason. She even followed you..."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp arrow shot into his chest, blocking his next words, and warm blood splashed onto Mo Qingge's face.

Mu Qingfeng's body fell beside Baili Suxue. He tried his best to hold her hand and stick them together like two small laurel flowers.

Mo Chu looked calmly at the original direction of the sharp arrow, which was Ruo Xiangsi beside him.

"Why don't you let him finish?" Mo Chu asked.

Ruo Xiangsi retracted the crossbow: "Mu Qingfeng is a man of eloquence and good at talking. I am afraid that he will confuse right and wrong and ruin your Excellency's plan today."

There was a dead silence all around, and Ruo Xiangsi immediately knelt down: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I know I was wrong."

"Gui Nan would not be like you..." Before he finished speaking, the cloud on Mo Chu's face disappeared. He patted Ruo Xiangsi's shoulder and walked off the stage without saying a word.

Looking at the receding figure, Ruo Xiangsi smiled self-deprecatingly: "I can never compare to the status of Mo Xiaolan and Gui Nan in your heart, even if you said you love me."

Mo Chu pulled Mo Qingge, who was still immersed in grief, over to him. With a stroke of his hand, the clothes stained with blood and dirt immediately turned into a new white dress. He wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth with his hand. Then he slowly moved closer to her ear and said in a low voice, "Welcome back to me, Master. We still have a lot of time and we can do a lot of things slowly."

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Mu Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes. Due to the spell casting, one of his eyes had turned white. There was no other way. This was the price of using the Time Formation for the second time. But it didn't matter. As long as he could exchange Mu Qingxue for Baili Suxue, he could sacrifice anything. What did one eye matter?

"This is the formation that person talked about. It looks quite real." Mo Chu descended from the sky, holding a glass lotus in one hand, floating in the air. Next to the formation, he looked at the people in the formation. They looked lifeless and had no desire to survive at all.

Seeing Mo Chu, Mu Qingfeng's anger grew even stronger. It was all because of this unwanted bastard. If it weren't for him, would he and Baili Suxue have been separated by life and death?

"Hey, the person inside is dying, is this thing of yours really working? Are you trying to hurt me?" Mo Chu reached out to touch the edge of the formation, but was rejected. He smiled disdainfully, "You have quite a temper."

Looking at Mo Chu in the air, Mo Xiaolan came up with a plan: "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early." She shouted: "Mo Chu, what are you doing here? Hurry up and leave. This is not the place for you.

Only then did Mo Chu see the two people blocked by the osmanthus tree. He instantly lost interest in the formation and turned around: "Hey, isn't this my master who has a high level of cultivation and looks down on everyone? How could he be trapped here by a small barrier?"

"Demon Lord, what are you talking about? Since you saw us, why don't you let us out?" Hua Ruoruo on the side was impatient and blurted out everything: "This barrier was created by Mu Qingfeng using forbidden magic. We can't get out of it at all. Madam can't do anything about it. You should think of a way to let us go. Qingxue is dying."

Hua Ruoruo still speaks as fast as before, but what she says is almost the same as what I want to say. Mo Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can't get out either?" This aroused Mo Chu's interest. He studied the barrier for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Mo Xiaolan inside crossed her arms over her chest and said, "You can't even figure out how to break the barrier."

"How is that possible!" Mo Chu said, "This barrier is very delicate, there is no flaw on the outside."

"So the sophistication lies inside?" Mo Xiaolan asked, following his words.

"Whether it's there or not, just open it and you'll know." Mo Chu immediately made hand seals and opened the barrier from the outside.

Hooked.

"Hua Ruoruo, pierce his numb point!" Mo Xiaolan shouted and ran towards Mu Qingfeng. Hua Ruoruo hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but her hands moved faster than her brain. She pierced Mo Chu's numb point with a needle, and a man as strong as an ox fell to the ground immediately, gritting his teeth and saying, "Mo Xiaolan, I'll trust you again, I'm a pig."

Why do you need to pierce the demon's numb acupoints? Is it a little game between husband and wife? But why does the lady want to play games with the master when there is a powerful enemy? Forget it, don't think about it. Everyone listens to the master, the master listens to the lady, and I will listen to the lady directly. Hua Ruoruo nodded confidently.

After breaking out of the barrier, Mo Xiaolan immediately summoned the Xuantian Liuguang Sword and slashed at the formation, but it was of no use.

She remembered what the book said: The formation needs the person who casts it to let go willingly before it can stop.

But Mu Qingfeng's hatred was so deep, how could he let it go in just three hours?

Hatred...

"That's right!" She turned around and shouted, "Qingge, empathize with me and share with me the memories of Mu Qingfeng that you know."

Huaxinlian immediately left Mo Chu and came in front of Mo Xiaolan. She stretched out her hand and the lotus fell into her palm. All the memories of Mu Qingfeng in Mo Qingge's memory were synchronized to her.

Shang Jun and Mo Qingge also knew about the affair between Mu Qingfeng and Baili Suxue. Shang Jun often urged him to propose marriage as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that the ending would be like this.

After understanding the situation, Mo Xiaolan used her spiritual power to suppress the success of the formation as much as possible, and said, "Mu Qingfeng, what happened between you and Baili Suxue is indeed sad, but your real enemy is not Mu Qingxue, but Mo Chu, right? Now the enemy is right in front of you, but you don't take revenge on him, but instead hurt the person who loves you."

"You don't have to persuade me." Mu Qingfeng said, "Compared to revenge, I hope Xue'er can survive. As for Mo Chu, you will help me hold him back, right? After all, Mu Qingxue still has a chance to survive. If he interrupts the formation, Mu Qingxue will really die."

"You!" Mo Xiaolan failed to persuade him, but was instead persuaded by him. Mo Chu, who was lying on the ground, saw Hua Ruoruo had gone somewhere, and immediately used his internal energy to force the needle out and returned to normal.

"Mo Xiaolan, go to hell!" A red flame ignited in his hand, and just when it was about to touch her, two figures, one gold and one red, stood in front of her and averted the danger.

"Luo Fan, Ming Fan!" Mo Xiaolan was overjoyed.

Ming Fan looked at the formation behind him that had turned black and red, and his expression immediately changed: "This is not the Time Formation, stop now."

"Don't lie to me. I won't be fooled by you." Mu Qingfeng was still stubborn.

Seeing that persuading him was fruitless, Ming Fan hurriedly pulled Mo Xiaolan down and said, "This is the two-word mysterious killing formation. This final formation will use a thousand people as sacrifices to help the caster complete the art of reversing yin and yang and moving heaven and earth."

"When we came here just now, we saw Baili Imperial City was locked up." Mo Luofan was shocked: "Does he want to sacrifice all the people of Baili Imperial City to this mysterious killing formation?"

"I'm afraid that's the case. For a city this big, there must be thousands of people." Ming Fan looked up and said, "Did you see the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram above?" If the Black Yin completely devours the White Yang, it will be too late. "

"Is there any way?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

"The only way is to make the caster stop casting the spell. I will buy time for you as soon as possible." After speaking, a pair of red fire phoenix wings grew out from behind Ming Fan and he came to the top, transferring the red ghost power to help Bai Yang fight against Hei Yin.

Mo Luofan tilted his head and asked, "Why is he the Fire Phoenix?"

"What are you standing there for? Come and help." Mo Xiaolan shouted.

"coming."