The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

There was an internal war in the demon clan, and the wife of the Demon Lord was pregnant and fell into the mortal world. She gave birth to a son, named Chu Luofan. When he was ten years old, the Demon Lord's wife passed away in the twelfth cold month. Mo Luofan was chosen by the Taoist master of Qingyuan Sect, who taught him martial arts. Not long after, the Taoist master passed away. One of his last words was to ask the leader of Qingling Peak, Mo Xiaolan, to accept him as his disciple and treat him well.

Mo Xiaolan did not like his son. Although he seemed to be a strict teacher to outsiders, he was actually cruelly abusing his son, whipping him every day and treating him like a servant. His cruel methods were beyond words, and the talented boy became a useless one.

When Mo Luofan was eighteen years old, he was pushed off a cliff by Mo Xiaolan, and his life or death was uncertain. When he returned, he occupied Mingjing Palace, swallowed up the other two factions, and pressed on Qingyuan Sect step by step.

When he was refining the spirit sword, he encountered a bottleneck. A demon spirit was born from the spirit sword, which seriously injured Mo Luofan and split into another new clone with Mo Luofan as the main body.

The clone is like a newborn baby. Although it is the same size as the original body, it is mentally immature. After meeting Mo Xiaolan, he fell in love with her and named him Mo Fan. When Mo Xiaolan learned that he was the clone of Mo Luofan, she came up with a conspiracy and designed to let the main body and the clone fight each other in order to achieve her own goal.

After Mo Fan learned the truth, although he was heartbroken, he had long been inseparable from Mo Xiaolan and was willing to be used by her, becoming a knife in her hand to fight against Mo Luofan, the main body. Even if he would be shattered to pieces in the end, he would have no regrets.

The evil spirit became stronger and stronger, and Mo Luofan, who had lost Mo Fan, was unable to subdue it. Once the evil spirit broke through the barrier, the human world and the demon clan would be in chaos and all lives would be destroyed. In order to protect the safety of his beloved, Mo Fan finally chose to return to the main body and defeat the evil spirit together. After half of his cultivation was restored, Mo Luofan's power increased greatly, and he absorbed the power of the evil spirit. He gathered the power of the demon clan and Mingjing Palace to attack Qingyuan Gate together, and ordered Mo Xiaolan to be captured alive.

Mo Xiaolan escaped from Qingyuan Gate with the help of Xuantian Liuguang Sword, and found the Lingyao Clan based on rumors. He gained their trust and wanted to kill the entire clan, take their elixirs and melt them into the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, so as to strengthen his own strength and fight Mo Luofan again.

The Lingyao tribe escaped under the protection of the tribe leader and was rescued by Mo Luofan and Ruo Xiangsi. They were willing to take the elixir themselves to forge the sword for Mo Luofan and avenge their tribe.

The master and the disciple had a decisive battle in the Qingyuan Palace. The Xuantian Liuguang Sword was defeated by the Tianyuan Zhuhun Sword and was captured by Mo Luofan. Mo Xiaolan was defeated and imprisoned in prison. Although her body was captured, she still refused to accept her fate. She took advantage of Ruo Xiangsi's trust and joined forces with her to deal with the traitor Nian Tao and the ghost clan's secret guard king. After rescuing the accused Mo Luofan, she secretly attacked him and wanted to kill him again.

Afterwards, the master and disciple disappeared. Three months later, Mo Luofan massacred the ghost world, killed the ghost king Mingfan, captured Mo Xiaolan and brought her back to the human world. However, he was careless for a moment and let her escape. In the Qingyuan Palace, Ruo Xiangsi was tragically killed by his sword.

Mo Luofan lost his lover and destroyed Mo Xiaolan's lifelong cultivation. Mo Xiaolan could not bear the humiliation and ended her own life to be freed.

Qingyuan Gate——

"Oh my, I thought Your Majesty would be devastated and become a useless person after losing his beloved."

Meroving's eyes moved from the letter to the face of the speaker.

The person who came was a man wearing a dark red cloak, with a ponytail tied high on his head, and holding a red sandalwood box in his hand. It was not difficult to feel that the spiritual power in the box was so strong that it overflowed.

"If you keep talking in such a sarcastic way, I will cut off your tongue, Ming Beilin."

The man called Ming Beilin smiled awkwardly: "I was just joking, Your Majesty, please don't take it seriously! But, I still like Your Majesty to call me, Nightmare."

His black pupils flickered, and a smile appeared on Mo Luofan's lips.

He placed the box in front of Mo Luofan and continued, "Your Majesty, are you worried that the spirit sword has produced an uncontrollable evil spirit after joining the Asahi Snake Fang? I am here to help you."

"What is this?" asked Mo Luofan.

"There are exactly twenty elixirs from the Northern Realm Spirit Monster, no more, no less, which is enough to suppress the evil spirit."

Mo Luofan opened the wooden box and saw rows of white beads emitting green light lying neatly inside. He closed the wooden box and said, "Take it and melt it."

"Yes, sir." Ming Beilin picked up the wooden box, turned around and gestured twice in the air. A red magic circle immediately appeared in the air. He stepped into the magic circle and disappeared.

"It's so flashy." Mo Luofan held the book and continued reading.

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Inside the ruined temple, a burst of thunder rumbled, waking up the sleeping people. Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes but didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the person in her arms.

Listening to the sound of rain outside, she closed her eyes, paused for a few seconds, then opened them again, put a smile on her face, and gently woke up the person in her arms.

"Fan, Fan, wake up."

"Sister Mo?" Faner rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned: "Should we get up and get going?"

"No." Mo Xiaolan touched the hair sticking up beside her ears and said, "Can I introduce a brother to Faner?"

"Brother?" Faner tilted his head and looked at her.

Mo Xiaolan stood up, made sword gestures with her hands, and chanted a spell. This was the first time she chanted this spell, and she didn't know if it was correct or if it would work. The mark of the peak master on her forehead slowly appeared and turned into a five-petal flower, flashing red light, as if communicating with someone.

"Xiao Lan."

It turns out that her memory is pretty good.

"Ming Fan." Mo Xiaolan retracted her sword gesture. Ming Fan ran over and hugged her directly, rubbing her neck: "You finally remembered to look for me? I thought you had forgotten me."

"How could that be?" Mo Xiaolan patted his shoulder. After coming out of Qingyuan Gate, she had the idea of ​​going to the ghost world to find Mingfan, but then she thought, it would be better not to look for him during such a sensitive period. The farther away the better. It would be safer to go there until things were really settled.

But what she didn't expect was that in the end, she ended up harming the Northern Realm Spirit Demon Clan. The scene of the entire clan's tragic annihilation was still deeply engraved in her mind.

Every night, when she fell into a dream, those bloody scenes would immediately appear in her dreams. Although she was at the scene, she was powerless and could only watch them being captured and killed, their elixirs taken out of their bodies, hacked to death, and bleeding to death.

Mingfan let her go and brushed the hair behind her ears: "You have lost a lot of weight. Did the new leader of Qingyuan Sect mistreat you?"

"No." Mo Xiaolan pulled his hand down: "I want to ask you for a favor."

Ming Fan followed her gaze and looked at the girl behind him. The girl was small and thin, still wearing Mo Xiaolan's coat. She looked at him with a pair of big watery eyes.

"I want you to take her in." Mo Xiaolan held his hand tightly: "It's all because of me that her family is ruined."

"Is she from the spirit demon clan?" Ming Fan asked.

"how do you know?"

"It's fate. The Spiritual Demon Clan is my savior. I accidentally entered the Northern Snow Mountain and got lost. An old woman found me and brought me out of the snow mountain. That's how I saved my life." Ming Fan squatted down and touched her head at the same level as Fan'er: "What's your name?"

Perhaps because of the touch of a good-looking stranger, Faner trembled all over and stammered, "My name is Faner, hello, Brother-in-law Mo."

!!!

"Brother-in-law Mo?" Mo Xiaolan's face turned red, and she immediately retorted, "Fan'er, stop talking nonsense."

"But aren't couples the only ones who can hug each other?" Faner murmured softly, "Fathers and mothers hug each other all the time."

Mo Xiaolan had already vomited blood in her heart several times. Who taught her to take things out of context like this?

Ming Fan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law Mo, this is a good name." He looked at Mo Xiaolan who was shocked and said, "Why don't you come back to the ghost world with me and marry me? Brother-in-law Mo, Sister-in-law Ming, it sounds good."

"That's right, you big-headed ghost." Mo Xiaolan pouted and turned her head away.

How can I marry you during this special period? If I am not careful, your life will be in jeopardy.

"I have things to do and cannot get married."

"Then come and marry me when you're done with your business."

"Marry, marry, marry, marry. You only know about this kind of red wedding." Mo Xiaolan poked his chest: "Then help me take care of Faner. I'm leaving."

"Well, then I'll wait for you to come back." Mingfan nodded and held her hand reluctantly.

She squatted down and touched Fan'er's face: "I'll give you a new name. You should face a new life with a new look."

"Yeah." Faner nodded.

She thought about it, and a name emerged in her mind after struggling through it: "Chu Qin."

Chu Qin is the happiest character in the original novel. Although she does not appear often and is only mentioned a few times, she is happy and has grown up safely and happily since childhood. She hopes that Fan'er can be as safe, safe, and happy as Chu Qin.

Looking at Mo Xiaolan's reluctant expression, Ming Fan always felt a little uneasy. He put his arm around Mo Xiaolan's waist and covered Chu Qin's eyes with one hand. He wanted to kiss her rosy lips, but he was afraid that the girl would find it abrupt, so he kissed her forehead directly.

The moment their lips touched, the five petals of the flower suddenly took shape.

"Xiao Lan, don't forget it."

Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, hugged Mingfan's waist tightly with both hands, leaned her head on his chest, and said in a choked voice: "Mingfan, it would be great if it was always you."

If she had gone straight to look for Mingfan since she traveled through time instead of waiting for some crappy opportunity, then everything would have been different.

Perhaps everything will remain the same, but one thing will definitely change, that is, every New Year or other festival, she will bring this "peak master husband" back home, and everything will be so joyful.

I wonder if Mo Luofan will sweetly call him Master's Wife or Master's Grandfather.

But judging by the current situation, what she fantasized about must be a happy ending.

She did not elaborate on the meaning of this sentence, and Mingfan did not ask any further questions. He knew that if one day she was willing to explain to him, she would say it herself. Otherwise, she would not speak.

Finally, he hugged Mingfan goodbye and turned away cruelly.

Suddenly, Faner shook Mingfan's hand off, trotted forward a few steps, and cried out, "Sister Mo, my brother-in-law and I are waiting for you to come back. You must come back."

Mo Xiaolan paused, nodded, and continued walking forward, but she didn't have the courage to look back.

For her, the end of this road is Qingyuan Gate.

After many months, she returned to the original place again. She looked up at the seemingly endless stairs in the forest and closed her eyes. In an instant, her plain clothes turned into a red sword suit. Her hair was tied up high, and two red hairbands fluttered in the wind.

A spiritual power rushed from the blood vessels in her chest straight to her right hand, and the Xuantian Liuguang Sword came into being. She raised the sword, chanted a spell, opened her Qingling pupil, and after making sure that there were no spiritual objects around, she raised the sword and swung it down.

The Xuantian Liuguang Sword that had been melted into the elixir easily split the Suzaku Lin Zhen. The fiery red Suzaku spread its flaming wings and flew straight into the sky. It slowly turned into a brilliant firework in the sky, issued a warning to the people on the mountain, and then disappeared.

The Suzaku formation was broken. Mo Xiaolan held the Xuantian Liuguang sword tightly and walked up the stairs in the forest step by step. From time to time, a few bamboo leaves floated down from the bamboo forest on both sides. One of the sharp bamboo leaves scratched her face, and a faint scar appeared under her left eye.

And behind her, a puff of black smoke had been following her faintly since she split Suzaku Linzhen, smiling faintly as if with some unknown purpose.