The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

After leaving the hall, Mo Xiaolan felt a lot more relaxed.

When she and Mo Luofan were alone together, she didn't dare to move, for fear that she would displease the master if she wasn't careful, and then be tortured to death. Thinking of this, she shuddered all over.

"Qi Run, this time it's really thanks to you." Mo Xiaolan patted his shoulder with relief. She didn't expect that this guy was so smart. He came to the rescue without her asking for help. It's really "the young are to be feared".

Qi Run touched the back of his head embarrassedly and said, "I saw that all the disciples in the hall had left, but the master had not come out yet, so the immortal guest said, why not go in quietly, if there is nothing to do, then just come and serve the master."

"What a smart rabbit." To express her gratitude, Mo Xiaolan touched her rabbit's head. Xianke consciously stretched her head over. It seemed that this girl had gained a lot of weight due to Qi Run.

"Master..." Qi Run seemed to be hesitant to speak, wanting to say something but not daring to. As soon as she saw his expression, she guessed most of what was going on.

"In a few days, you and Zhu Fan will join the team going down the mountain. This will be considered as a training for you."

"Thank you, Master." Qi Run smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescents.

Among the disciples who came back this time, Nian Tao was not there, so he guessed that Nian Tao was still at the foot of the mountain.

But he had just become a disciple and had not learned many skills. Unlike other disciples, he was at least the peak master's entry-level disciple and could not be treated the same as the outer disciples. Others could be lazy and slack, but he was responsible for the face of his master and the entire peak. If he was lazy and slack, and did not achieve anything, he would be ashamed to death. So he wanted to go, but was afraid that his master would not let him.

"No need to thank me. You just need to remember to learn more from your experienced classmates and pay attention to your own safety. You have only been my disciple for a month. You don't have to think about earning face for me. Just come back safely."

"Disciple obeys your command." Qi Run said with a fist.

The immortal guest poked out his little rabbit head and smiled at Mo Xiaolan: "Master, I want to, too."

"turn down!"

Xianke: "...Why?"

During this month, Xianke and Qi Run have been together all the time and inseparable. Qi Run has spoiled her little rabbit's appetite a long time ago. This time she went down the mountain and she didn't know when she would be able to return, so she didn't want to be separated from Qi Run.

"Master, please let the immortal guest go with you." Qi Run also came to plead for her: "One more person means more strength. I can protect her."

"Xianke is naughty by nature, and his magic is low. He can't protect himself when he encounters danger. Will you protect yourself or her?" Mo Xiaolan took Xianke away from his arms: "Why don't you wait with me on the mountain for them to return triumphantly?"

"I know." Xianke's tone was full of displeasure.

"Qi Run, aren't you leaving yet?" Mo Xiaolan took two steps and found that the person behind her had not moved, so she turned around and asked.

Qi Run said: "Master, please go back first. I have some personal matters to take care of. I will be back when I am done. Master, remember to leave the door open for me and don't lock me out again."

"Got it." Mo Xiaolan turned and walked up the stairs.

After watching Mo Xiaolan disappear, Qi Run rushed to Shiweitang without stopping.

At night, there was another bright moon. Mo Luofan sat in the pavilion, drinking alone, and his childhood memories would occasionally come to his mind.

He was only thirteen years old at that time. It was a little hot in summer, and only this pavilion was much cooler, and his master liked to handle matters here.

One day, the leader's birthday was approaching, and Mo Xiaolan had completely forgotten about it. She only started rushing to make a gift the night before. Mo Luofan was afraid that she would be hungry, so he ran to Shiweitang to bring her some snacks.

"Master." Mo Luofan pulled her sleeve, his eyes occasionally glancing at the unfinished sword tassel in her hand.

"You want a sword tassel when you don't even have a sword to go with it?" Mo Xiaolan pulled back her sleeves and continued to fiddle with the things in her hands.

But Mo Luofan refused to give in. He leaned over the table and pouted, saying, "It doesn't have to be hung on the sword."

"Where do you hang it then?"

"..." Suddenly he remembered that some time ago, Senior Sister Zhu Ling would sometimes put something with tassels on her head, and Senior Brother Zhu Fan said it looked good, so he subconsciously said, "Hang it on your head, it looks good."

"Pfft~" Mo Xiaolan couldn't help laughing. She really didn't know how she could imagine that the hero of a cool novel who would be able to call the wind and rain in the future would have a colorful tassel hanging on his head. The scene was too wonderful that she dared not think about it.

"Master, is this okay?"

"No, this thing is so troublesome. I'm too lazy to make one, don't even think about making a second one."

"Okay." Mo Luofan had no choice but to stay by her side with a wronged look on his face. He fell into a deep sleep without knowing when. When he woke up, he was sleeping on Mo Xiaolan's couch, and his master was no longer in the room.

"You're awake." Mo Xiaolan pushed the door open and came in, throwing the clothes in her hand to him: "Hurry up and change your clothes, and follow me to attend the headmaster's birthday."

"Ah!" Mo Luofan was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. Although he became the peak master's disciple, he had only been a disciple for a short time and was not qualified to serve his master at such a large banquet. Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling did not have this treatment either.

"Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to help you change?"

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Mo Luofan hurriedly put on his clothes. Mo Xiaolan hooked his belt and hung something on it, a crystal clear jade pendant with blue tassels hanging below, which matched his dark blue disciple uniform.

"Master..." Mo Luofan held the jade pendant in both hands, as if he was holding an invaluable treasure, with tears in his eyes.

"After I finished making the sword tassel, I saw that there was some material left. I made it casually because I didn't want to waste it." Mo Xiaolan turned her head away to hide her guilty conscience.

It was already very late last night after making the sword tassel, and Mo Luofan fell asleep.

After she carried Mo Luofan to the bed, she wanted to rest, but the aggrieved little disciple kept appearing in her mind, so she had to get up and make another jade pendant. It was dawn when she finished.

Later, when he was practicing sword skills with Zhu Fan, the chalcedony was accidentally cut in half by Zhu Fan. He cried for several days before he stopped, but he never dared to ask Mo Xiaolan for a new one.

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"Master."

Qi Run came over with some snacks: "It's boring to just drink, we need something to eat."

Mo Luofan ignored him and continued drinking his wine.

Qi Run didn't think he was asking for trouble, and continued, "Speaking of which, the Sect Master should still be considered my senior brother. From the time I became his disciple until now, I have never had a good conversation with him."

"I don't want to tell you."

"..." Qi Run had an awkward smile on his face: "Brother, has anyone ever told you that you are a dead word?"

Seeing that he still didn't talk to him, Qi Run shrugged his shoulders, sat next to him, took out a broken chalcedony from his sleeve and looked at it from left to right.

Mo Luofan took a curious look and immediately became even angrier. Even if he was blind, he could see the technique of weaving the tassels. He just didn't expect that Qi Run could get the thing he had been begging for for so long in just over a month. It showed how much his master doted on him.

Seeing that the eyes were attracted by the jade tassel in his hand, Qi Run went even further, holding the tassel high up and asked: "Master, do you think the master's craftsmanship is good? I think it is very good, and it is different from any tassel I have seen."

"If you're here to show off, please get out."

"Show off?" Qi Run smiled and said, "Master, you are joking. Why would I show off your things in front of you?"

"My stuff?" Mo Luofan snatched the tassel and took a closer look. Indeed, even though the chalcedony was incomplete, he could still clearly see the half-remaining ink character.

"Why is this thing here?"

He remembered that after the chalcedony was shattered, it disappeared without a trace. No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find it. He didn't dare to tell his master, and his master didn't ask about it either...

"I got this from Master's room." Qi Run said, "I found it under Master's pillow when I was cleaning Master's room a few days ago. I can't think of another person with the surname Mo in the entire Qingyuan Sect who can make Master obsessed, except for my brother."

"Haunted?" Mo Luofan was a little surprised. This word expressed too seriousness and he really didn't dare to impose it on himself.

"Yes." Qi Run chuckled and said, "Usually, Master seems cold and aloof, but when she is alone, she becomes a little strange. She starts to become like what she often says, her personality collapses. She changes in an instant and becomes very approachable. She doesn't seem like a Master, but more like an older sister."

"Master has always been like this." Mo Luofan smiled gently.

Qi Run added: "In fact, sometimes when I pass by Master's room at night, I can hear her talking. Although I can't hear it clearly, I can vaguely hear her calling Luo Fan, Luo Fan, Master. All these things are not enough to show that she is actually thinking about you."

"I'm worried..." Mo Luofan couldn't suppress the smile on his face any longer and ran out immediately.

He now really wants to meet his master and express his feelings to her. Before this, he didn't understand what his master was thinking and was afraid that she would reject him because of what happened five years ago, so he had not made any move. He only hoped that one day he could infect her and make her fall in love with him.

Now Qi Run told him that his master was also thinking about him and was obsessed with him. Doesn't this mean that he can express his feelings, because his master's feelings may be the same as his?

It’s better to take a chance. If you win, everyone will be happy. If you lose, you can start all over again.

Mo Xiaolan was awakened by the sound of wind blowing against the window. Gusts of cold wind entered her body, and she had no choice but to get up and close the window. Just as she got up and walked to the bed, the door behind her was pushed open forcefully.