The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

More than a dozen families lost their lives.

The man slowly turned around, with murderous joy in his eyes: "Oh, look what I found? So you were hiding here, Mo Xiaolan."

The two umbrellas in her hands fell to the ground. Mo Chu kicked away the corpse of Hu Zi's father who was blocking her way and walked towards her. At this time, Mo Qingge's whole body seemed to be filled with lead and she could not move. She could only watch this devil walk towards her.

When Mo Chu's hand was about to rest on her shoulder, a figure snatched her away. Mo Chu reacted immediately and slapped the two of them. She heard Zhicao's painful cry in her ears.

"Chase!" Mo Chu gave an order, and everyone immediately chased in the direction of the blood.

Zhicao pulled her to the foot of the mountain. There was no way to go in front of them. Then Zhicao put one hand on a protruding stone and chanted a spell. The stone immediately turned into a Bagua diagram. The valley door opened wide. She quickly pulled people in and closed the valley door.

Before Mo Qingge could escape from the sense of danger, Zhicao fell in front of her. Mo Chu's palm was so powerful that it almost shattered her internal organs: "Qingge, after the appearance of that pink-dressed woman, Brother Mo seemed to have become a different person. I, I couldn't save so many people. It was you who covered me and let me escape. I...

"Stop talking, I will heal you, you will be fine." Mo Qingge held her in his arms and transferred his spiritual power to the person in his arms, but Zhicao's injuries were too severe to be saved.

“Don’t waste… your spiritual energy.” Zhicao grabbed her hand and said, “I… I was originally the… guardian of Peach Blossom Valley, but I’m afraid I can’t do it anymore… Now that demons are everywhere… this is the safest place. Go up the ladder and you can ask to see Xuannv. If you see her one day, please apologize on my behalf. Zhicao is incompetent and has left the guardians of Peach Blossom Valley without descendants…”

After saying that, Zhicao closed his eyes and turned into a blade of grass in her arms.

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Standing in front of the small grave mound, Mo Qingge looked down at her hands, which were covered in blood. The blood belonged to Mu Qingfeng, Zhu Ling, Zhicao, disciples from various sects, citizens of Taohua Town, and the pure and kind Mo Chu. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. The murderer of all this is not Mo Chu but her, Mo Qingge.

"Haha, hahaha."

She raised her head and laughed, but she could hear many voices in her ears, Mu Qingfeng's accusations, Zhicao's unwillingness, and the resentment of many people.

"It's you."

"all because of you."

"Why are you still alive when everyone else is dead?"

Suddenly, the life she had spent with Mo Chu in Taohua Town some time ago seemed so ironic. She seemed to see Mo Chu coming back from closing time, running towards her with a smile on his face, but many dark shadows stopped him, and they all raised their hands and pointed at her.

"How can someone like you be happy?"

"No, no, that's not right. It's not like that." She squatted down, hugged her head and covered her ears: "I just, I just want to save him, I just... just want to save him."

"Save him?" A familiar voice and figure appeared in front of her, "Not only did you fail to save him, you also sacrificed the entire world. You have caused so many families to be torn apart, wives and children to be separated, and so many people to suffer humiliation. People like you deserve to die."

The self who had mocked her grabbed her throat. Feeling suffocated, Mo Qingge closed her eyes.

"Mother, mother."

In the endless darkness, Mo Qingge was awakened by the childish voice. She stroked her belly, and there was still a life there, a pure life.

"what--"

Outside the stone gate, in order to force her out, Mo Chu brought in the captured disciples and killed them one every hour. The disciples' screams forced their way into her ears like the cries of ghosts.

Mo Chu sat in the sedan chair, admiring the bloody scene in front of him and said, "Master Mo Feng, are you really unwilling to save these innocent people?" He emphasized the word "innocent", as if to say that the deaths of these people had nothing to do with him and that they were all killed by Mo Qingge.

She gathered all her spiritual energy into a small flower and placed the weaving grass' true form into the flower, hoping it would help her practice.

And she walked out of this only circle of protection. The screams of the disciples outside the stone gate rang through her ears. Seeing her come out, her face was pale. Mo Chu checked and found that the spiritual power in her body was so scarce. He laughed loudly, waved his long sleeves, and grabbed the person. The curtain of the sedan chair was immediately lowered to block everything in the sedan chair.

Mo Qingge had thought that what awaited her would be endless torture and a life worse than death, but after Mo Chu captured her, he simply locked her up in the bedroom, not allowing her to go out or for anyone to talk to her. A long rope was hung on her feet on one side and tied to the head of the bed on the other. She could visit every corner of the bedroom but could not walk out of that door.

Two days had passed like this. Apart from the palace maids cleaning the house, there was hardly anyone else to be seen. The food was also the light kind that Mo Qingge liked, without too much meat.

The door creaked open, and the person who came in was not the usual palace maid, but Ruo Xiangsi. Ruo Xiangsi walked in with a kite in her hand. Her face did not look pale because of the rouge, but she still looked sick. It seemed that the remaining poison had not yet been cleared up, and she dragged her sick body here.

"Master Mo." Ruo Xiangsi bowed to her.

"Now I am just a prisoner, and I am not worthy of your title of immortal master."

Ruo Xiangsi smiled, walked over by herself, put the kite in her hand on the table, and walked over with the wooden box.

Mo Qingge was reading a book when she smelled a sweet fragrance. She looked up and saw that the fragrance came from the sweet pear cake in Ruo Xiangsi's hand.

"I heard that Master has lost his appetite these days. This sweet pear is sweet and delicious. I made this cake and I hope Master can taste it."

The sweetness of the pear instantly flowed into her mouth, making her feel much better during her pregnancy.

"It's quite boring to stay in this palace for too long. I brought a kite with me. Master, can you accompany me for a tour?"

After being locked up for a few days, Mo Qingge felt a little irritable. It would be good to go out for a walk, so she agreed. Ruo Xiangsi untied the rope for her, but did not tie it up again.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

"I believe you won't." Ruo Xiangsi looked up and smiled, her smile was gentle, which reminded him of the time when she was still Gui Nan. Ruo Xiangsi was as gentle as ever, and was sincere to everyone. No one from all ethnic groups disobeyed her. Virtuous and virtuous, these words could not be more suitable for her. She had lived in the aristocratic circle since she was a child, and she did not look down on anyone, even to the ugly Gui Nan, she treated him with all her heart.

The kite flew in the sky, adding a touch of bright color to the blue sky and white clouds. Ruo Xiangsi handed her the string and said, "Look how high this kite is flying. It seems that it can fly freely in the blue sky and white clouds."

“It seems like freedom, but being controlled by the trolls is nothing more than freedom being bound.”

"Aren't immortal disciples the strings that bind you?"

Mo Qingge was not shocked at all, as she had long expected that Ruo Xiangsi came here not as a confidant but as a lobbyist.

Ruo Xiangsi continued, "The Immortal Master is the kite, and the one who is holding the string is Your Majesty. If you want freedom, you must cut the string, but it is not easy to cut the string. In this case, why not live in peace with the one who is holding the string? The one who is suffering must be the one you cherish."

"Peaceful coexistence? Can I really coexist peacefully with him?"

"How can you know if you don't try?" Ruo Xiangsi lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "All strong people like those who give in.

In fact, what Ruo Xiangsi said did not make sense. Mo Chu's early experiences had completely shattered his kind heart, turning him into the sick and crazy he is now. Mo Qingge looked at the kite in the sky and clenched the string in his hand. If he could save people, what would the so-called dignity and pride matter?