The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Qingyao Peak——

"Ling'er, the road here is slippery. I'll hold you."

"Thank you, Brother Zhufan."

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"Ling'er, drink some water."

"Ling'er, I picked some fruits, and all the sweet ones are for you."

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"Zhu Fan." Zhu Ling pulled the corner of Zhu Fan's clothes: "Let's be more restrained." She looked at Mo Luofan who was grilling fish not far away. Zhu Fan could tell her worry from her eyes. What they did was not hurting Mo Chu's body, but it would hurt his soul.

Feeling that two pairs of caring eyes were staring at him, Mo Luofan felt uncomfortable all over. He came back immediately after fetching water, but what he saw was a horrible face appearing behind Zhufan Zhuling. His long black hair was messy in the air, and the body under his head was covered with large pieces of blood and flesh. His clothes were stained red and white. There were no hands, and the long sleeves were his hands.

"Be careful behind you!" Mo Luofan shouted.

Zhu Fan pushed away Zhu Ling beside him, and was entangled by the monster's white sleeves and lifted into the air.

"What is this?" Zhu Ling asked, "There is no such monster in the Monster Book!"

Zhu Fan, who was wrapped in white sleeves, emitted a golden light. The sleeves broke off and Zhu Fan landed handsomely, saying, "I thought it was some powerful monster. I just exerted a little strength and he was defeated! He is not as powerful as the ones we encountered before."

Just when Zhu Fan was still feeling smug, the two people in front of him pointed behind him with panicked looks on their faces. He turned around and his face turned pale with fright.

The sleeve he cut off turned into a monster that looked exactly like the original body as soon as it fell to the ground. In addition, he had just chopped it more than ten times to look cool, so now there were monsters all over the ground.

"Damn, these things can grow on their own!"

"what!"

There were screams of many disciples not far away, and two female disciples ran towards them. After seeing the three of them, the female disciples seemed to see hope. The next second, the person next to her had his head bitten off by the thing behind him, and hot blood was spilled all over her body.

"what!"

Mo Luofan summoned Chixing Qingyun first and slashed his sword into the body of the thing. Zhu Ling helped the female disciple up, and the female disciple shouted, "Quick, give me the teleportation talisman, quick!" After that, she started to rummage around Zhu Ling. Before Zhu Ling could react, the teleportation talisman hidden in her sleeve was taken away. As soon as the female disciple got the talisman, she immediately recited the spell, and the talisman began to burn. Before she started to teleport, her head was grabbed by a big bird that came out of nowhere, and then thrown down from the high school. She died cruelly.

For a moment, the three of them were surrounded by monsters.

"This is definitely not the monster that the master came to test." Mo Luofan said.

"These are not ordinary monsters." Zhu Ling slowly stood up with Zhu Fan's support: "These are the monsters suppressed in the Monster Suppression Pavilion. They cannot be killed by weapons other than third-grade spiritual weapons."

"Why do you think so?" Mo Luofan asked.

Zhu Ling pointed at the giant monster killed by Mo Luofan, with the words "Qingyuan" branded on his neck.

The monsters in the Monster Suppressing Tower are all extremely evil and cannot be subdued by ordinary people. The Qingyuan Sect locks them in the Monster Suppressing Tower and brands them with the Qinghua Seal. If the monster is purified, it can turn back to its original form and practice again. Otherwise, it will die under the Qinghua Seal and no body will be left.

"But how come they appear here..." Before Zhu Fan could finish his words, monsters came to kill them. Among those who were here at this moment, only Mo Luofan had a first-grade spiritual sword that could kill these monsters. However, there were too many of them to be killed by him alone. It was only a matter of time before he was eaten by these monsters.

"With the young master's current abilities, how difficult is it to use magic to kill these beasts?"

"No!" Mo Luofan used the sound transmission technique to communicate with him: "My senior brothers and sisters are still here, we can't let them know that I am practicing magic."

"Young Master! You can't kill all these monsters with just your Qingyuan magic. If you don't use the magic magic, they will still die, and you will also lose your life. Don't you want to go back alive to see the young master's wife?"

Master...

He recalled what his master had said to him before he entered the barrier... You must come back safe and sound.

"Senior sister!" Mo Luofan took out the teleportation talisman from his sleeve and handed it to her, saying, "Go out with my brother quickly. I can handle this place."

"No." Zhu Ling pushed his hand back: "I am your senior sister, and you are your junior brother. No matter what, I should stay here, and you go get help."

"Alright!" Zhu Fan shouted, "I'm the eldest senior brother, I'll stay." Zhu Fan took out the talisman and said, "You guys get out quickly."

"Don't refuse at this time!" Mo Luofan snatched the talisman from Zhu Fan's hand and combined it with his own. He chanted a spell, then stuck it on the two of them and pushed hard. A monster passed through them and bit off one of Mo Luofan's hands.

"Luo Fan." Zhu Fan Zhu Ling shouted, but his body had already started to teleport. Another monster attacked. The scene of Mo Luo Fan surrounded by monsters became the last scene before they left.

"Young Master." The nightmare floated out of the ring and surrounded him. Mo Luofan closed his eyes, and there was a faint red flash on his forehead.

Luo Fan, you must come back safe and sound.

When he opened his eyes again, his originally dark pupils had turned blood red, his broken arm had grown back, and all the scars on his body had returned to normal.

Yan was overjoyed and said, "This is the spirit that my demon clan's young master should have."

Mo Luofan raised the Red Star Blue Cloud and cut a line on his palm. The red blood flowed down the blade and was absorbed into his body by the silver sword.

The blood of the demon royal family can unleash the strongest lethality in weapons. The Red Star Blue Cloud is originally a first-grade spiritual weapon. After adding Mo Luofan's blood, it has a stronger murderous intent.

With a wave of the sword, all the monsters in the first rows were killed. The sky suddenly turned dark. The blood of the monsters was spilled on the ground, on the trees, and in the river. The entire Qingyao Peak was filled with the smell of blood.

Master, I will definitely get out and see you alive.

People outside Qingyao Peak still know nothing about it. They just drink, eat, and sleep, waiting for the final answer to be revealed tomorrow.

Something unusual happened at the entrance of the barrier, and Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling walked out of the barrier covered in blood. But after taking just one step, they finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Zhu Fan, Zhu Ling?" Mo Xiaolan arrived at the side of the two people ahead of everyone else. Zhu Ling grabbed her sleeve and cried, "Master, Master, go and save Mo Chu! The monsters from the Demon Suppression Pavilion appeared in Qingyao Peak, and many disciples died. Luo Fan gave me the teleportation talisman. Now, I'm afraid he is the only one fighting alone!"

After hearing Zhu Ling's words, the disciples began to panic. If the monsters in the Demon Suppression Pavilion really broke the seal and came out of Qingyuan Gate, there would be no shortage of battles!

"Luo Fan?" Mo Xiaolan felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a voice popped up in her head, "Go save him, go quickly."

"Could it be... that won't happen." A picture popped up in Mo Xiaolan's mind. It was a scene in the original novel, where Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling did the same thing, dragging their bloody bodies out of the barrier and begging Mo Xiaolan to save Mo Luofan. Mo Xiaolan went, but saw Mo Luofan standing on the top of a cliff, with blood flowing like a river and corpses piled up at his feet.

Now that the Qingyao Mountain incident in the original novel has come as expected, and Mo Luofan has not practiced magic, how can he escape unscathed with just a Red Star Qingyun?

Thinking of this, she could not help but rush into the barrier. After Mo Xiaolan entered the barrier, Mu Qingfeng wanted to follow, but was stopped by the head of the sect: "Xiaolan alone is enough. We stay outside to maintain the barrier, appease the disciples, and find out the truth. I want to see who is trying to do something bad to my Qingyuan Sect!"

Entering Qingyao Peak, Mo Xiaolan felt a little worried when she saw the blood all over the mountain and corpses all over the ground. A steady stream of red blood flowed down the mountain. The higher she went, the more blood there was. The strong smell of blood really made people feel nauseous.

On the top of Qingyao Peak, after Mo Luofan killed the last monster, he threw it off the cliff. The Red Star Blue Cloud in his hand was covered with blood, and most of the blue and white disciple uniform on his body was also stained red with blood. He stood on the top of the mountain, standing proudly between heaven and earth like an emperor. The black aura emanating from his body told Mo Xiaolan behind him that everything he had done before was just a jumping clown, which just added a bit of spice to the boring years. Mo Luofan was still the same Mo Luofan, and becoming a king was his destiny, an unchangeable destiny.

Mo Luofan felt someone behind him. A cold wind blew behind him. He felt a little panicked. He had probably guessed who the person behind him was, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that when he turned around, he would see someone other than her. It would be fine if it was anyone else, as long as it wasn't her.

The truth always brings surprises. Everything that Mo Xiaolan had carefully arranged disappeared at this moment, and all that Mo Luofan had tried so hard to conceal also collapsed in an instant.

"Master..."

"When did it start?" Mo Xiaolan asked, her tone as cold as the sub-zero air.

Mo Luofan felt as if his body was entangled by something, making him unable to move, and dare not move. This was what was called fear.

It is said that the Master is a cold beauty in the world of immortals, who doesn't talk or play with others. At first, he felt that the world had a great misunderstanding of the Master. It was not until today that he understood that the Master only gave her smiles and laughter to those she thought were worthy. He was one of them before, and he didn't know if he would still be like that in the future. No, he cannot leave the Master's side. If the Master hates him, he can give up all his cultivation and be a servant serving tea and water by her side. The Master cannot leave him, no, absolutely not.

"Tell me!" Mo Xiaolan shouted, "When did it start? I kept you by my side day and night, and didn't let you touch anything related to the demons. I didn't even take you to the Demon Suppression Pavilion. Where did you learn this?"

Mo Luofan was so scared that he lowered his head and didn't look at her. He slowly said, "When I was ten years old, you were injured while saving me in front of the Food and Flavor Hall. There was no medicine left, so the doctor asked me to go to the Demon Suppression Pavilion to get medicine. There I met the demon clan's left protector, Nightmare."

"Ten years old? That was when I first crossed over. Food Hall, bat demon? So that's it." Mo Xiaolan smiled. I don't know if she was laughing at Mo Luofan or at herself. Everything she had carefully planned turned out to be over from the beginning. So what had she been doing all these years? Dreaming self-righteously?

It turns out that my fate has already been determined. Even if I have a guide to the game, what does it matter? It has already been completely denied at the beginning.

Mo Luofan will become the future emperor, and she will also end up like Mo Xiaolan, because she is Mo Xiaolan. If she doesn't follow Mo Xiaolan's life, what else can she follow? The sad thing is that she has always been self-righteous and self-deceiving. Ha, it's ridiculous.

He was born to be a king. Mo Xiaolan lowered her head and smiled bitterly, feeling sad. "I was delusional and wanted to turn a man with a king's destiny into an ordinary person. It turns out that no matter how I change, I can't change the trajectory of fate. Lan Xing, Lan Xing, you really have to become Mo Xiaolan this time."

She finally looked up at him. Since all her actions were useless, she might as well let it return to its original track. After all, her dream of disguising the wolf as a Husky had been shattered, so she might as well let it go back to where he should go.

Mo Xiaolan summoned the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, and the purple-blue sword energy was as stunning as ever.

She raised her sword towards the person in front of her. She thought that as long as she worked hard, everything would be fine. This Xuantian Liuguang Sword would never point at Mo Luofan...

"Master?"

"Under the top of Qingyao Peak is the passage that the demons use to lead to the human world. That's where you should stay. Do you want to go down by yourself, or should I take you down?"