The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Qin Guang." Jun Guhong slowly climbed up while holding onto the wall: "It's you again. I cut off your tongue, and you still managed to do bad things."

Qin Guang was frightened by his eyes and hid behind Ming Fan again. Ming Fan sensed his fear and moved to the side, completely blocking Jun Guhong's gaze from him.

"Guhong, stop being so willful. Your persistence is too strong and will end up hurting others and yourself."

"Obsession?" Jun Guhong laughed loudly, pointed in the direction of Ming Beilin, and said with deep affection: "He said that I am his best brother!"

"Guhong."

"Why!" Jun Guhong roared and rushed over at an extremely fast speed to snatch Ming Beilin away.

But his speed was far slower than that of Mo Luofan. Mo Luofan knocked him to the ground first, stepped on his body, and pressed him under his feet.

"Obsession?" Mo Luofan sneered and said, "Your obsession is Ming Beilin, and Ming Beilin's obsession is to leave you. You broke his ribs and made him almost linger on the brink of life and death. He almost died and there was no medicine to save him. It was me who pulled him back from the brink of death. His life is mine, and I will not give it to you. What qualifications do you have to take it?"

"We are the best brothers!"

"That's just your wishful thinking." Mo Luofan kicked him over, right at the door, next to Mingfan.

Ming Fan sighed and reached out to help him up: "Master Demon, he is at least the Dark Guard King of my ghost world. Now he has been almost insulted by you, which has already damaged his reputation. Let me handle the rest."

"The Ghost King had better keep a close eye on your people and don't let him out to harm others." Mo Luofan picked up Ming Beilin and wanted to leave.

Watching Ming Beilin getting farther and farther away from him, Jun Guhong could no longer suppress the evil thoughts in his heart and took out two pills from his waist.

A month ago, he had already captured Ming Beilin, but Ming Beilin was too cunning and slipped away before reaching the edge of the ghost world.

He was so anxious that he looked all over the world. Suddenly, a man in black appeared in front of him, gave him two pills, and told him that the two pills were made from the corpse of a poisonous insect from the desert border country. As long as two people take the pills at the same time, the two people will be connected together in a way. From then on, as long as the other party leaves them, both parties will die of heartbreak. Unless one of them dies, the poisonous insect will not be released.

Both of these pills can be given to Jun Guhong, but there is a condition, which is a bottle of his blood.

Anyway, it was just some blood points, which was nothing to him, so the two of them happily reached an agreement.

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Seeing that Jun Guhong was about to take Ming Beilin away from him, Jun Guhong no longer cared about the consequences and cost. He swallowed one of the pills in one gulp, broke free from Ming Fan's restraints, and ran over.

Before Mo Luofan noticed, Ming Beilin was snatched away from his arms.

Jun Guhong quickly put another pill in his mouth and transferred the melted pill into Ming Beilin's mouth through mouth-to-mouth method.

The pill tasted bitter when taken, and Ming Beilin felt his whole body starting to feel hot. He only returned to normal when he met Jun Guhong.

"What did you feed me?"

"Gu Fan from the Great Desert Kingdom." Jun Guhong stroked the hair beside his ears and looked at Mo Luofan with a victorious attitude: "Now you have no way to separate me from him, unless you really don't care about his life or death."

"Despicable." Ming Beilin gritted his teeth and said these words, grabbing his collar and staring at him viciously.

"What's so despicable about that?" Jun Guhong smiled happily: "Good brothers should always be together."

"Don't even think about it." Ming Beilin exerted force with his palm to separate himself from him, and Ming Fan hurried over to capture Jun Guhong.

Jun Guhong's smile was extremely terrifying, he stared at Ming Beilin's eyes as if they were bleeding: "Beilin, little Linzi, you are destined to be with me, we are destined to be inseparable, just like our names, the lonely wild goose will live in the uninhabited forest in the north, Guhong and Beilin are inseparable, even if we leave each other for a short time, we will never be apart."

"Shut up." Ming Beilin shouted, and a sweet and fishy taste rushed into his throat and turned into bright red blood and was spat out.

Mo Luofan immediately went to support him. Ming Beilin pulled the corner of Mo Luofan's clothes and said, "Your Majesty, Qinggu can only be liberated if one side dies. Kill me, kill me quickly."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Luofan stared at him in disbelief. He wanted him to kill Ming Beilin with his own hands? How could it be possible?

"Your Majesty, I beg you, I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore." He summoned a sword from the storage device and put it against his neck.

Mo Luofan was so scared that he quickly grabbed his hand and said, "As long as there is poison in the world, there is a way to detoxify it. There is no need to risk your own life."

"No. No." Ming Beilin's eyes were bulging out of control: "No, this poison can only be cured when one of the parties dies. My Lord, you must take good care of yourself when I leave." After saying that, he turned to the side, with the long sword against his neck, leaving a faint blood mark.

Mo Luofan didn't dare to act rashly, he could only stop and look at him, hoping to enlighten him and put down his sword. He would make a long-term plan.

But Ming Beilin couldn't hear anything. He just wanted to put an end to all this ridiculous stuff.

"Jun Guhong, even if I die, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. I don't want you to appear in my next life."

A pool of blood gushed out, Ming Beilin fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open, he felt the blood flowing out of his body, and he could also feel how painful his neck was, but slowly, the pain disappeared. It was replaced by a sense of anesthesia, and then all the feelings disappeared, his eyes slowly closed, and only the last sound could be heard in his ears.

"Beilin..."

But he could no longer tell who had called out.

Ming Beilin was given to the imperial city as a gift since he was born. The first person he met was the previous Demon Lord, Mo Luofan's father.

He had been trained as an elite since he was young, without any rest time and no playmates. The happiest time for him was when the motherly Lady Demon Lord personally delivered cakes to these elite children.

After he grew up, he was chosen to be the Demon Lord's personal bodyguard. Then, there was a rebellion in the imperial city, and he sent his pregnant wife to the human world. However, he was separated from his wife on the way and was regarded as an evil demon by the leader of the Qingyuan Sect, and was sealed in a demon-catching ring.

When he saw the light of day again, he saw Mo Luofan, who was only a little over ten years old. In order to revive the demon world, he taught Mo Luofan how to cultivate magic and accompanied Mo Luofan to grow up. In fact, he was also growing up slowly in the middle. This lifestyle is completely different from before.

Ordinary, happy and joyful.

He would yell at Mo Luofan when he didn't study seriously, would mock him when Mo Luofan couldn't catch up with Mo Xiaolan, and would come out to protect him when Mo Luofan was in danger.

The days passed one by one, and he thought that his life would be like this, but he did not feel resentful. Completing his mission was his lifelong wish, and to protect the Demon Lord until the moment of his death.

But fate is so magical. As long as you meet that person, everything will change drastically.

Mo Luofan gently picked up Ming Beilin, turned his back to everyone, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Now I can take him home."

“No.” Jun Guhong struggled to break free from the control: “Master Demon, I beg you, just give me his body, I beg you, I beg you, I beg you.”

"He doesn't want to." Just leaving these four moments behind, Merofan walked away.

"what."

"what!"

"Ha..." Jun Guhong laughed like crazy for a moment.

Mingfan let him go. He got up from the ground and looked into the air. It seemed like someone was talking to him. He said to that person, "Beilin, we are best brothers, right?"

"Guhong?" Mingfan stretched out his hand to pull him, but he couldn't bear it. He could only watch him go crazy.

Suddenly he turned to look at Ming Fan again, grinning foolishly, "Your Majesty? Are you here to congratulate us?"

"Yes." Mingfan also tried to force a smile: "I hope you have someone who understands you and you will never be alone again."

Jun Guhong smiled and nodded at him, then he pulled up the non-existent person next to him and asked, "Beilin, let me take you back to the ghost world."

After pausing for a few seconds, he smiled happily again: "Okay, let's go back to the ghost world, and we will never separate."

"Let's go together." Ming Fan sighed and said to Qin Guang behind him. After receiving the order, Qin Guang immediately followed him.

There was a wild goose in the north that often flew to the woods to rest. Suddenly one day, the forest caught fire, and the wild geese flew to the charred remains after returning, and stayed there for a long time until they died.

In the Qingyuan Water Pavilion, Mo Fan, who was lying next to Mo Xiaolan, suddenly felt sad, which woke him up from his dream and affected the people around him.

Mo Xiaolan lit the lamp, returned to the bed and asked, "What's wrong?"

“I don’t know.” Mo Fan said with tears in his eyes, “I just suddenly felt like I lost a very important person. I want to cry.”

Mo Xiaolan reached out and wiped away his tears, and kissed his forehead: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yes." He nodded and said, "In the dream, a person died. I didn't want him to die, but I couldn't save him. I only knew that his name was Ming Beilin."

Mingbeilin——

Mo Xiaolan was shocked. It seemed that the clone felt the sadness of the main body and empathized with it.

She looked out the window and murmured softly, "Has the story reached this point?"

Ming Beilin is Mo Luofan's brother. This has never changed, whether in the original work or in this world.

"Ming Beilin is dead, he must be very sad." Mo Xiaolan paused, took off her coat, turned around and said to the person on the bed: "Mo Fan, I have something to go out for a while. If you are afraid that you can't sleep, go downstairs and find Zhu Fan."

"Sister Xiaolan." Mo Fan hugged the quilt, feeling a little depressed. "What's going on? I had a nightmare today, but Sister didn't stay with me. What's more important than me?"

Arriving at Qingyuan Warm Pavilion, Mo Xiaolan stood at the door. After thinking it over, she still didn't have the courage to open the door.

She also felt puzzled as to why she had run down here in such a rush of impulse just now. But now that she had gotten here, she didn't want to go up and push open the door. She didn't have the courage.

"It's so annoying, so annoying, so annoying."

After thinking for nearly half an incense stick, she finally decided to go in and take a look. After all, she came here with a comforting and beautiful feeling. Generally speaking, when one has good thoughts about the protagonist, the villain will not be killed.

I gently pushed the door open and a warm breath came from inside. There were not many candles lit, so it felt hazy.

Mo Luofan was sitting on the shore holding a pot of white sake and drinking it in small sips. When he noticed the uninvited guest, he immediately looked over.

After meeting Mo Luofan's eyes, Mo Xiaolan immediately shrank back and closed the door.

"Master." Mo Luofan quickly walked over and put his foot against the door. Mo Xiaolan found that she couldn't close the door. She tried hard to close it but there seemed to be something blocking it from below. She looked down and saw a foot lying outside.

"Damn it! I came here to comfort the hero, but why did I pinch his foot again? It's over! It's over! Am I going to die?"

"Don't go." Mo Luofan rushed out and grabbed her hand.

Mo Xiaolan was so scared that her legs went weak, and she cried and shouted, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I didn't mean it, I'm leaving right now, can you let me go? I'm leaving now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Seeing her timid, worried and frightened look, Mo Luofan remembered the scene he saw in the illusion at that time, and let her go with reluctance.

After feeling the hand holding her loosen, Mo Xiaolan immediately ran away and hid under a big tree.

She felt no sound, and then she quietly stuck her head out again. Meroving was still looking at her from the same place.

“Well.” She said softly, “I heard Mo Fan mention that Yan had passed away, so I wanted to come and see you. Don’t be too sad. All good things must come to an end. We say goodbye so that we can meet better people.”

"Master, are you concerned about me?" Mo Luofan showed a long-lost smile on his face and took a big step forward. Mo Xiaolan, on the other hand, retracted her head.

He stopped immediately, not daring to move forward rashly, and only spoke to her from a distance: "I am also at fault for the nightmare. I did not discover it in time, so it led to the current situation. But with Master coming to comfort me, I feel much better. If you can hug me, I can get better faster."

"Really?" Mo Xiaolan poked her head out again and tried carefully: "If I go over, will you catch me again?"

"will not."

"Will you hit me?"

"will not."

"Really, I swear." Mo Luofan raised three fingers to the sky and said sincerely.

Mo Xiaolan then walked out cautiously and stood in front of him.

When the protagonist is sad, give him a warm hug, which will help him gain favorability.

But Mo Xiaolan was still a little scared and her heart was beating wildly.

Mo Luofan's face was full of anticipation, and his hands were raised unconsciously. Mo Xiaolan closed her eyes and hugged him with an expression as if she was ready to die gloriously.

I thought it was just a gentle hug, but when I tried to pull away, I was hugged tightly again.

She was so scared that she started to struggle: "You lied, didn't you say you wouldn't arrest me?"

"It's not a grab, it's not a grab." Mo Luofan quickly said, "It's just a comforting hug. Master, can you hug me more?"