The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Duan Shuangying felt a little timid when he saw the Red Star Blue Cloud. After all, how could his mediocre sword compare with the first-grade Red Star Blue Cloud? Now weapons could not give him the upper hand, so he could only rely on his cultivation to suppress it.

"Brother Mo, today let me open my eyes and see how powerful Chixing Qingyun is. Please don't show mercy." After saying that, he swung his sword at him. Mo Luofan did not dodge like before, but pointed his sword at him.

With a crackling sound, the blade of the Henglu sword broke in the middle, the purple light disappeared, and it became a useless sword. Mo Luofan withdrew his hand, and the sword blade remained on Duan Shuangying's neck.

"Junior Sister Duan, I'm sorry." Mo Luofan retracted the Qingyun Sword.

"Mo Chu..."

"I don't accept it!" Just as the executive disciple was about to announce Mo Luofan's victory, Duan Shuangying immediately retorted: "Senior Brother Mo Chu is holding a first-grade spiritual sword. With such a spiritual sword protecting his body, which disciple here can compare with him? I don't accept it. I want to fight again without weapons."

"Yes, that's a first-grade spiritual sword! It's not fair."

"What's unfair about this? If Junior Brother Mo Chu didn't have the strength, how could he wield a first-grade spiritual sword?"

"It's better to fight with bare hands, otherwise it will be unfair to the girl."

"Hey!" Zhu Ling shouted unhappily from the audience, "When you were fighting Mo Chu with your bare hands with a sword just now, I thought you enjoyed it very much. Wasn't it fair at that time? Now that Mo Chu has won, you start to complain. Do you have any shame?"

"Stop arguing!" Shang Jun stood up with his hands behind his back: "Then let's fight again with bare hands. Those who are strong are afraid of being questioned."

The second competition begins——

Duan Shuangying was a little too eager for success, and each of her moves was aimed at her vital points. Mo Luofan was afraid of hurting her, so he avoided attacking her vital points and used her moves to complete the last three moves of his own to defeat the enemy. He hit her scapula with one palm. Duan Shuangying took a few steps back, but she couldn't hold on in the end. She knelt down on one knee involuntarily, exhausted.

"Mo Chusheng!"

"Wow!" Zhu Ling immediately hugged Zhu Fan's neck and shouted, "We won, all three of us won!"

"Be careful!" Zhu Fan hugged her waist, fearing that she would fall down if he wasn't paying attention. Zhu Ling let go of his neck, crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Well, Junior Sister Duan, you have nothing to say now, right? You're not going to say that it's unfair that Mo Chu is a true disciple and you are an inner disciple?"

Although Duan Shuangying was somewhat unconvinced, as she was a recognized leader in the entire peak, she actually lost to a disciple who was not very famous. However, she did not have the face to ask for a third competition. If she lost, she lost. Anyway, she was not the only disciple of Qingxuan Peak who lost. After all, she was also a disciple with better qualifications in Qingxuan Peak. Even if she could not become the head of the sect, it would not be a problem for her to become the peak master with hard practice.

"Shuangying, I admit defeat."

Mo Luofan looked towards Qingyuan Stage. The person on the stage who had made him worried was also smiling at him. Then he said to the Sect Leader and walked out of Qingyuan Stage. He also hurriedly left the arena. Zhu Ling pulled Zhu Fan to find him to celebrate, but in the end, they didn't even see him.

Mo Luofan came to Qingyuan Pavilion, which has the best scenery in the entire Qingyuan Gate. This pavilion is located in the center of Qingning Lake. There is no path and one can only go there by light skills or by boat. The surface of Qingning Lake is like a mirror, which can directly reflect the blue sky and milky white clouds. There are rows of cherry trees planted on both sides of the lake. Whenever the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, this place is as beautiful as a fairyland, with white powder everywhere, including many cherry blossom petals floating on the lake. The sky and the cherry blossoms are thus dependent on each other.

Mo Xiaolan stood in the Qingning Pavilion with her back to him, her white and blue gauze dress fluttering in the breeze. The flower petals were blown into the vermilion pavilion and floated around her, forming a picture of a beautiful woman enjoying the flowers.

Mo Xiaolan was still playing with the flowers in her hand when she suddenly felt someone behind her. She turned around and was hugged by the person around the waist and spun around. Her feet left the ground and she was spinning in circles. She subconsciously reached out to hug the person's neck and got close to him.

"Master, I won."

"Okay, okay, okay, I know you win."

Mo Luofan put her down, but his hands were still on her waist, unwilling to take them away. Mo Xiaolan ignored him and thought he was just acting coquettishly towards her.

"I told you, if you win, I'll grant you a wish."

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell Master when I have thought about it."

"You have at least eight, if not ten, wishes for me."

"Including the birthday wish, this is already the fifteenth one." Mo Luofan retorted: "Master, you can't cheat."

"Fifteen." Mo Xiaolan counted on her fingers: "You don't want to fulfill so many wishes?"

"It's not time yet." Mo Luofan smiled at her: "As long as Master doesn't break his promise, it will be fine."

"Okay, okay, even if you want my position as the peak master, I will offer it to you with both hands."

"I don't want the position of Master." What I want is you, Master.

"Mo Chu, Mo Chu." A small pink butterfly flew over and conveyed Zhu Ling's words, "Where have you been? Come back to find your master. We will celebrate in Shiwei Hall tonight. I'm ready. Come back soon after you find your master." After the butterfly delivered the message, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"Let's go back quickly and don't make them wait anxiously." Mo Xiaolan stood up and jumped onto the shore, and Mo Luofan followed closely behind.

As soon as the two of them left here, Duan Shuangying came towards them.

"Senior Brother Mo." She blocked the two people's way and lowered her head and said, "Senior Brother Mo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it today. I was feeling a little uncomfortable and upset today, and coupled with the people standing next to me at that time, I did such a rude thing. I hope Senior Brother Mo will forgive me."

'So you came to ask for forgiveness.' Mo Xiaolan pursed her lips subconsciously, 'Duan Shuangying's ordination is not very good. Although she works very hard, she is a little arrogant. People around her praise her as the best. She has forged a weapon at such a young age. Although the quality is not good, it can be used. If it hadn't been for Chixing Qingyun, it wouldn't have become a useless sword. Today, she was defeated by Mo Luofan, so her competitive spirit was naturally frustrated. It is understandable that she asked for a rematch. It is also because of her unwillingness to admit defeat that she constantly honed herself, so she was able to become Mo Luofan's right-hand man in the end. But this girl is indeed a little miserable. Although she is very outstanding, she still has the queen Ruo Xiangsi standing above her. Even if Ruo Xiangsi died in the end, she still couldn't get Mo Luofan's heart.'

According to Mo Luofan, he did not take this matter to heart. After all, the Red Star Blue Cloud was not comparable to any other newly produced sword blade, so there was nothing wrong with asking for a heavier ratio. Because of this incident, Mo Luofan was immediately ranked first among the outstanding disciples of Qingyuan, which could be regarded as a recognition from his fellow disciples.

Food Hall——

"Congratulations to Qingling Peak for taking six spots out of the remaining fifteen disciples."

"I think the first place must be in our Qingling Peak!"

"All this is thanks to our Great Peak Master."

"Hahaha."

Looking at the laughter of the disciples, Mo Xiaolan drank another glass of wine. These disciples were incompetent at everything and only praised others for being ranked first. However, she did not expect that her Qingling Peak actually had one or two more disciples than the other two peaks. She originally thought that only these three true disciples could barely squeeze into the finals, but she did not expect that there were three more good seedlings.

"Master?" Mo Luofan walked to her side. Mo Xiaolan's face was already red and she was a little drunk.

"Master, are you drunk? Let me take you back." Mo Luofan helped her up and said, "Master is drunk, I will take her back first."

"it is good."

"Come back soon after you've delivered it."

"We're not done here yet."

Mo Luofan helped her out of the food hall. It was already dark outside. Mo Xiaolan lay limply on him, mumbling, "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I can still fight for another 300 rounds."

"Master, you are really drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

"Then do you know who I am?"

Originally, this was just an unintentional remark from Mo Luofan. After hearing it, Mo Xiaolan stopped, held up his face, looked at it carefully, and then grinned: "I know who you are. You are my idol. I have been chasing you for one, two, three, three months!"

"What is an idol?"

"Hmm?" Mo Xiaolan paused and looked at him carefully: "No, you are... my husband. I even bought you a human-shaped pillow, the kind that I hug to sleep every night."

"Master, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word you say?"

"That's my dear husband. For you, I even sent the idol boy band I've liked for three years into my harem, hehe." She pinched Mo Luofan's face and said, "How did you change from a paper man to a living person? My Queen, Mo Luofan."

"Master..."

Mo Xiaolan hugged his neck all of a sudden and reached out to touch his lips: "Fanfan, I'm going to turn over your card tonight, come to bed with me, or I'll go find Imperial Noble Consort Mingfan, my dear husband, oh, no, my dear husband, your lips are so red, I really want to kiss you."

After saying that, she kissed Mo Luofan hard on the lips.

"It's soft, it seems, no, it's jelly. Can you give me another bite, just one bite." She kissed Mo Luofan on the lips again, but this time it lasted longer.

This time Mo Luofan really couldn't control himself anymore. He hugged her waist with one hand and held the back of her head with the other. He turned from passive to active and kissed her hard. Mo Xiaolan was dizzy from the kiss and could only make a whimpering sound.

Suddenly, he pressed me against a tree trunk, and the overwhelming kisses came like a violent wind, making me unable to stop.

"Master, I love you." Mo Luofan hugged her and expressed his love over and over again.

"Master, the final trial will begin in three days. When I win first place, I will reveal my feelings to you."

Fifteen wishes are just for one sentence: I like you too...

Mo Xiaolan hugged his neck and responded to his kiss.

Suddenly, a figure in the darkness heard the noise and walked towards this side with a lamp. The two were still in the confusion of lust and did not notice anyone coming.

"What are you doing!"