The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Waves of bright yellow flames enveloped the two people who were hugging and kissing. Suddenly, it stopped beside Mo Xiao and examined her carefully from top to bottom.

found it--

The ferocious beasts in the flames opened their eyes, and in almost an instant, they all rushed into Mo Xiaolan's heart, and Mo Luofan had no time to catch them.

She felt a sharp pain in her chest and pressed hard on her heart with her hands. She felt vaguely that there seemed to be a crystal lotus bud hidden in her heart. Now the lotus was blooming and the petals were as sharp as swords. When they bloomed, it was as if cutting her heart open bit by bit.

"what--"

The scene around me changed again. The Lake in the Sky was a blue sky with pure white clouds, and under my feet was a lake as clear as a mirror. It was impossible to tell whether I was in the reflection or something else.

"Master, are you okay?" Mo Luofan let her go. Mo Xiaolan shook her head and struggled to stand up from his arms: "Where is this?"

"Still in the Sword Demon Spirit's illusion."

"Illusion?"

A white cloud floated in front of her. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, and the white cloud appeared in front of them like a projection.

It was Qingyuan Gate. It was extremely quiet at night, just like any other ordinary day.

A woman in a wedding gown was sitting on a bright red bed, and the whole room was filled with a feeling of great joy. The difference was that only in the entire Qingyuan Gate, there was a joyous atmosphere here.

The wooden door opened, and another man in wedding robes walked in. He picked up the wedding gift on the table and weighed it, saying, "Master, today is our big day. Do you have anything to say to me?"

Mo Luofan, who was watching the scene, was startled. He turned to look at the people around him, and couldn't stop smiling: "Master, it turns out that you..."

Mo Xiaolan glared at him, and he turned his head away consciously, but the expression on his face was still there.

In the picture, Mo Luofan lifted the red veil, and there was no doubt that it was Mo Xiaolan under the red veil. The only difference between her and a normal bride was that her hands and feet were tied, and a handkerchief was stuffed in her mouth, making her look like she was in an involuntary state.

Mo Luofan pulled the handkerchief out of her mouth and handed her a glass of wedding wine. Mo Xiaolan rushed over, knocking the glass to the ground, and cursed: "Beast, waste, kill me if you dare!"

He looked at the wine glass lying on the ground thoughtfully and smiled: "Yeah, we haven't worshipped heaven and earth yet, so we can't drink the wedding wine." Mo Luofan grabbed her and dragged her out of the room regardless of her resistance.

As soon as they went out, the scenery in front of them was clear at a glance. This was the Qingling Waterside Pavilion, with the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, looking somewhat desolate and terrifying. He pressed her head down, knelt down with her and shouted, "Bow to heaven and earth."

Mo Xiaolan's head was pressed down hard by him, and it hit the ground with a thud. When she raised her head again, her hair on her forehead was disheveled and only then could she see the mark that should have been the master of Qingling Peak. The red mark had disappeared, replaced by a faint blood mark.

"Let go, I, I don't want to worship heaven and earth with you, I don't want it."

"Second bow..." Mo Luofan paused and said, "You don't seem to be qualified to worship my parents. Why don't you worship Xiangsi? After all, she is my first wife. Since you are the second wife, you should also worship the principal wife and let her know."

"let me go."

"Bow to my late wife."

With a clang, and another bow, the faint bloodstain became deeper.

"Forget about the husband-wife greetings." Mo Luofan grabbed her and stood up: "Xiangsi is my wife, you are at most a concubine."

"The dignified head of Qingling Peak, Mo Xiaolan, who is called Qingling Zhenren by the world, actually became my lowly concubine. Isn't this too unfair to you, Master? Why don't you kneel down and beg me? Maybe I will bow to you for the last time and grant you the title of principal wife or successor wife, so that you can save face."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Hmph!" Mo Luofan grabbed her clothes and dragged her into the room. He threw her on the bed and tore off her clothes. The wedding dress disappeared in an instant.

"My Xiangsi was killed by you, don't you think you should compensate me with another one? That's right, you can't afford it, you can only atone for all the sins you committed against me and Xiangsi. Poor my Xiangsi, she thought I still loved you until she died, and asked me to marry you to fulfill my wish. If it wasn't because of Xiangsi's prayer, I would have torn you into pieces long ago."

Mo Luofan's expression became even more terrifying. He grabbed her neck and yelled like a madman: "Tell me, who did you give your virginity to? Tell me, is it Mingfan? Is it?"

Mo Xiaolan pulled the hand that was pinching her neck and said through gritted teeth: "It's not you anyway."

The grip on her neck grew stronger and stronger, and she almost felt like she couldn't breathe.

The sudden letting go allowed her to finally breathe, but while she was taking a deep breath, she was forcibly restrained by the person behind her.

Sweat and tears intertwined together. After an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped and fell beside her. Thinking she was asleep, he fell asleep too. Mo Xiaolan was already numb from the pain and didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

When she woke up the next day, the people around her had already left. She slowly sat up from the bed, and when she looked down, she could see purple scars all over her body, almost all over her body, without even a large area of ​​good skin.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open forcefully, and Duan Shuangying came over with some clothes. She lifted the bed curtain, looked at the person inside, and sighed, "You are now the concubine of the Lord, and the world knows it. From now on, throw away your pride and stop thinking of yourself as some arrogant Taoist priest. Just stay here to please the Lord, carry on the family line, and be a normal woman."

Mo Xiaolan didn't even look at her and picked up her clothes. Now only clothes could slightly cover her broken body.

The clothes were a pink embroidered dress with a jeweled Jingfu long hairpin lying quietly underneath. This set of clothes was very similar to the clothes that Ruo Xiangsi liked to wear on a daily basis, almost the same.

She sneered: "Does he treat me as a substitute for Ruo Xiangsi?"

"Excuse me, you are not worthy." Duan Shuangying raised his head and no longer looked at her, as if he was missing someone for a short time: "She warmed the world with everything she had, how can you be worthy of being her substitute."

He lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and turned to leave: "The Lord has ordered that you go to the garden to find him after you change your clothes."

"If it weren't for her last words, I would have killed you with a sword."

Mo Xiaolan was startled and looked up suddenly, only to see Duan Shuangying's departing back. She hugged her knees and paused for a while before getting up and getting dressed. However, she did not dare to wear the Jingfu long hairpin.

-

In this world today, the Demon King Yan Baiyuan was killed by the new leader of the Manting Sect, Jiang Qiqi, during the great war between humans and demons five years ago. The demon clan was leaderless, and the position of the Demon King suddenly became the grave of the ambitious. Mo Luofan, who had long had ideas about the demon clan, took this opportunity to devour the demon clan.

Afterwards, the emperor of the human imperial city, Baili Imperial City, had only one daughter, whose name was Baili Suxue. She was in love with Mo Luofan and sent his daughter to the throne before the death of Emperor Baili. Baili Suxue had no interest in state affairs, so she regarded herself as a puppet emperor, and the person controlling behind the scenes was Mo Luofan.

Now that the Ghost King Mingfan has been killed, the demon army, under the guidance of Mo Luofan, has rushed into the ghost world and planted the flag of the demon world.

The four realms of the human world, the demon world, the ghost world, and the devil world all belong to Mo Luofan.

"I really don't know why Your Majesty wants to keep her."

As soon as Mo Xiaolan went out, she could hear different insults and accusations coming from all directions, but she now knew where these insults came from.

Everyone knows that Mo Xiaolan has always loved fame and fortune as much as her life. Mo Luofan's move is to destroy her heart while making her suffer physical destruction.

She smiled bitterly: "Mo Luofan, Mo Luofan, you claim to be extremely smart, but you can never guess what I am thinking."

"To harm a woman with a vicious heart."

"I guess she sold herself out because she was afraid that Your Majesty would kill her. She is so shameless."

"They are master and apprentice."

"So what if they are a master and a disciple? In the end, it's still a romantic affair between a man and a woman."

She stopped and turned to look at the gossiping maid. The maid glared back at her, putting her hands on her hips and said, "What are you looking at? Is there anything wrong with what I said? I can see that the clothes you are wearing are just imitations of Miss Ruo's. Do you want to dress like this to seduce His Majesty? You shameless guy. I never thought that the dignified Qingling Peak Master would seduce his own disciple to survive. That's right, there is no Qingling Peak now. The whole world belongs to His Majesty. You are just His Majesty's concubine, and a low-class one, even worse than us. We at least know what is courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame. But you don't even let your own disciple go. His Majesty is surrounded by beautiful women. Madam Duan, Madam Su Xue, and Madam Ruoruo are all better than you. You just rely on a pretty face."

The maid thought Mo Xiaolan would argue with her, but she didn't expect that she would just turn around and leave.

"You lowly thing, why are you so arrogant!" The maid was still scolding, but Mo Xiaolan didn't even look back at her. What the man said was right. She was indeed worse than them now. She was able to live until now only because of the last words of a dead man. But Ruo Xiangsi, oh Ruo Xiangsi, if you don't understand the reason, don't be the shackles she gave birth to.

-

"You're here." Mo Luofan took a sip of the sake in his hand and looked her up and down. "I asked someone to make this dress overnight according to Xiangsi's standards. She likes pink and peach blossoms the most. She always has a faint peach blossom fragrance on her body. The flower wine she makes is the best thing in the world. It's a pity that I can never drink it again."

In comparison, Mo Xiaolan was a little thinner and taller than Ruo Xiangsi. Mo Luofan knew this very well, but in order to humiliate Mo Xiaolan, he had someone make a replica of Ruo Xiangsi's clothes in a one-to-one ratio, just to make this arrogant woman remember what kind of person she had killed.

The breeze blew gently, and the air between the two of them became quiet. Mo Xiaolan bit her lip, put the thing in her hand on the table, and said softly: "This Jingfu Changmian hairpin is a token of your love for her. You should keep it well and don't use it again..."

Mo Luofan took the hairpin, without even looking at it, and threw it directly into the lotus pond.

"you!"

"Pick it up." Mo Luofan continued drinking sake.

Mo Xiaolan suppressed the anger in her heart, walked to the lotus pond, and was about to take off her shoes to look for the hairpin. As soon as she bent down, she was pushed down by someone.

Although the surface of the lotus pond was beautiful, there was dirty mud underneath. She choked on a few mouthfuls of pond water mixed with the smell of mud. She struggled out of the pond, and her body was already covered with a layer of mud that stuck to her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Luofan on the shore laughed and looked at the miserable person in the pool.

"I thought you were very capable, but it turns out you are just using an old trick again." Mo Xiaolan tilted her head and sneered, "It's a pity that even though you are the ruler of the world, you are still so childish at heart."

Isn't this little trick of pushing him into the water the same trick that a senior brother often used on him when Mo Luofan first became her disciple?

However, when he could no longer bear it, he ran to Mo Xiaolan to complain, but he was not treated fairly. Instead, his senior brother falsely accused him of right and wrong, and in the end Mo Luofan was beaten with a whip.

Many years later, he found out that it was not because his master was eloquent and turned black into white, but because Mo Xiaolan simply did not believe him.

Mo Xiaolan wiped the dirt off her face, and after making sure her eyes were fine, she continued to grope for the hairpin in the pool. Having lost her spiritual body, she was just an ordinary mortal. The sun was shining brightly, directly on her, and she finally found the hairpin at the last moment when she was exhausted.

She walked to the shore with the hairpin and washed the dirt off it before handing it to him.

Mo Luofan took the hairpin, and the next second it turned into powder in his hand. Then he took out a well-preserved Jingfu long-haired hairpin from his lapel and pressed it against his chest: "How can I give something I miss to you and defile it?"

Mo Xiaolan seemed to be a little unsteady, her body was shaking, and she barely managed to stand by holding on to the stone table next to her. Seeing her like this, another idea popped up in Mo Luofan's mind. The person in front of him looked so fragile, what would happen if he gave her another push?

In fact, he really did so. With just a light push, the originally weak body rolled directly down the stone steps. Fortunately, the stone steps were not high, only four or five steps. When rolling down from them, the soft skin was scratched by several sharp stones. A few blood beads appeared, mixed with the dirty mud on the body, and a stinging pain came from the arm.

Without any cultivation, her pain nerves became more sensitive, and even the slightest abrasion made her feel extremely painful.

After getting the pleasure of revenge, Mo Luofan didn't want to see this disgusting face again, so he just walked away.

After he left, Mo Xiaolan stood up and turned around to go back and wash, but when she reached the rockery, she couldn't hold on and fell down.

When I woke up again, I was still in the rockery, but night had fallen. The soil on my body had long been dried by the sun, and my body felt like it was covered with a layer of hard stone.

Mo Xiaolan sat up and gently peeled off the dirt on her body. Her nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes. She touched her slightly bulging belly, forced herself to hold back the tears, and continued walking despite the pain.