The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Mo Qingge didn't know what to say to him. Mo Chu strode towards her, wanting to explain to her that this was just a fake wedding, but he thought that since this wedding was fake, the fewer people knew about it, the better. He didn't even tell Ming Beilin, but for some reason, he just didn't want Gui Nan to misunderstand.

"Congratulations, young master."

There were thousands of words in her heart, but she couldn't say them out loud. Mo Qingge had no right to question him. Now she was just a good friend of Mo Chu. Even if she had thousands of reluctances and doubts, she couldn't ask them because they were just friends.

Mo Chu was also angry, and shook his long sleeves and said, "Thank you for your kindness. In this case, you can come with me to welcome the bride."

Watching the newlyweds going through the wedding ceremony, meeting the guests, and entering the bridal chamber, Mo Qingge felt a stinging pain in her heart, but she didn't know why. Folk picture books said that being with the one you love will feel as sweet as honey, and seeing the one you love marrying someone else will feel like being cut into pieces. However, she only felt the pain, and never experienced the so-called sweetness.

"Is Mo Chu the one I love?" She asked herself this question over and over again, but she had no answer.

Qing Jing suffered a loss, but there was nothing he could do. The two were already married, and if he continued to insist, he would definitely be labeled as forcibly separating a couple. After thinking it over again and again, he had no choice but to give up the beauty who was within his grasp, but he would always remember this grudge in his heart.

After the wedding, Mo Chu, Ruo Xiangsi, Gui Nanming and Beilin embarked on the road of cultivation. On the way, they met the seriously injured Jun Guhong. The five of them traveled together and visited every place in the demon world.

Coming to the north, it often snows heavily, and the sky and the earth are all white. When Gui Nan was still Mo Qingge, they seldom traveled, let alone went to the north. When they saw this vast expanse, their eyes widened instantly, and their gazes were immediately attracted by this pure white snowless scene.

The five people found an inn in the snow to stay in. The owner was very welcoming and talked to them about the interesting stories of this lonely inn. At night, when everyone fell asleep, someone sneaked out.

As soon as she stepped onto the soft snow, her whole body was embraced by something called freedom. The vast expanse of white echoed with the moon in the sky. Gui Nan opened his hands and felt the wind blowing past his ears.

As Mo Xiaolan of Qingyuan Sect, she has too much on her shoulders. Her identity and past have all become locks that imprison her tightly. But as Gui Nan, she has no identity, no appearance, no past, and no locks. At this moment, she finally feels freedom and breadth.

Run freely on the snow, facing the moonlight and the cold wind. Although the wind is very cold, it extinguishes a passionate heart.

A person also appeared behind her. He stood at a distance and looked at her, with a smile unconsciously appearing on the corner of his mouth.

Gui Nan stopped and turned to look at the person behind him. Under the mask were curved eyebrows and corners of the mouth.

Although he couldn't see her expression, Mo Chu could empathize with her thoughts and emotions at that moment. There was no need for too many words between the two of them. A glance was enough to make each other understand. This was the tacit understanding that had been cultivated over the past decade.

The two of them always know what the other needs, wants, and desires at the first moment, and regard each other as the most important person in their lives. Every time Mo Chu is injured, the first person he sees when he wakes up is Gui Nan. When Gui Nan senses danger, Mo Chu always stands in front of her first.

With Gui Nan's company, he seemed to have forgotten the arrogant girl in blue and the pain in his body and mind.

At this moment, Mo Chu only wants to be with Gui Nan, whether it is to regain the position of Demon Lord or to be an ordinary person, as long as he has this person by his side, it will be fine.

As for Mo Qingge, no matter how slow she was to respond to matters of the heart, the more than a decade of knowing each other and the countless attempts had made her identify with the man in front of her. If it was just for family affection before, now this relationship had to have something more.

The two didn't say anything, but ran in the snow in tacit understanding, playing to their heart's content, throwing snowballs at each other one by one, and building two snowmen that snuggled up to each other in the dark night.

Tired of playing, Gui Nan fell on the snow and closed his eyes to feel the tranquility for a moment, while Mo Chu quietly reached out his hand, wanting to hold his hand, but in the end he put it beside him, just a little distance away from touching. In the end, neither of them took the initiative to touch each other.

They played until midnight before returning to the inn. In order not to disturb others, the two chose to go upstairs in the dark. However, when they went upstairs, they saw this scene: the innkeeper walked into Gui Nan's room tiptoeing with a dagger in his hand.

He raised the dagger high and quickly stabbed it into the quilt. Finding that there was no one inside, he felt a breath behind him, so he immediately turned around and rolled over to hide.

During the fight with Mo Chu, he tore off the leather mask on his face and immediately fell out of the window with his face covered. Then, bursts of loud noises were heard one after another, and the inn had been surrounded by the demon army.

Ming Beilin and Jun Guhong rushed in: "Oh no, it's Qing Jing!"

A few people went down to the first floor. The lights in the inn were all on. Qing Jing sat on a chair, sipping tea leisurely. Ruo Xiangsi was pushed in from outside. When she saw Qing Jing, she immediately shouted, "It's you, this inn..."

"Yes, that's right, it's me." Qing Jing put down his teacup and crossed his legs: "Nice to meet you, young master. Hello, I'm Qing Jing. You have an extraordinary appearance just like your father. Even I was surprised by your heavenly appearance when I saw you for the first time."

"Let Xiangsi go." Mo Chu said.

Qing Jing turned around and pretended to be suddenly enlightened and shouted: "What are you doing? Why are you holding on to the Young Master's wife? She is the Young Master's wife now, and she may become the Demon Lord's wife in the future."

After he finished speaking, he turned around with a sly smile on his face, "I'm so sorry, young master, my subordinates are so disobedient that you have to do it yourself.

At once, everyone in the inn took action. Qing Jing waved his fan and sent out sharp wind blades to kill the four people, but they were all resolved by them.

The small inn exploded in an instant, and people went to the snowy field outside to fight. The originally quiet snowy field was suddenly covered with red blood.

The other side had too many people and slowly consumed their physical strength. Jun Guhong was stabbed in the leg and Ming Beilin was also captured.

Seeing that his elite soldiers could not catch Mo Chu, he looked at Mo Qingge, then he swung the fan, and the kite turned into a small green snake and flew towards Gui Nan, but was easily resolved by her the next second, and the green snake was cut in half and disappeared.

"She broke my trick so easily, which shows that this masked woman is not an ordinary person. It seems that she is the girl named Gui Nan in the intelligence." He smiled: "The intelligence said that this girl and Mo Chu had escaped death many times, which can be said to be a deep love. So today I want to see how deep their love is."