The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

He looked so weak and helpless now, perhaps out of sympathy, Mo Xiaolan finally compromised and let him hug her, patting his back and comforting him softly: "Although Ming Beilin is dead, he will watch over you and protect you in heaven, so you..."

"You died, and I lived well."

"Huh?" Mo Xiaolan was startled and immediately pushed Mo Luofan away, only to see a furry spirit beast running up to his shoulder.

She has big water-blue eyes, snow-white tentacles that look like dragon horns, and a red rope around her neck that she had hung herself.

"Rongrong? Why are you here?" Mo Xiaolan asked, "Aren't you cultivating in Lingyao Mountain? Why are you here and can even speak human language?"

"The spirit beast in your family has already achieved enlightenment. The spirit beast that has cultivated into a human form has been forced to go to the demon world for training. I just borrowed his body for a while."

"Who are you then?"

"Me?" The spirit beast floated in front of her, patted its chest and said, "I am Nightmare."

A bolt from the blue struck.

Hey man, you're not going to follow the original plan?

"Ming Beilin?" Mo Xiaolan grabbed it in her hand, turned it over and over, and examined it repeatedly: "How did you become such a ghost? Aren't you dead? Did you blow up your corpse or whip it?"

"Can you please stop talking so horribly?" Ming Beilin broke free from her hand and returned to Mo Luofan's shoulder. "I am dead, but Your Majesty separated my soul from my body. So, strictly speaking, only my body is dead, and my soul is still there. But my soul has no body, so it is attached to your spirit beast. Now I am Your Majesty's spirit pet that has signed a contract with me."

As it spoke, a contract symbol appeared on its forehead and then disappeared.

"Are you not going to turn back into a human?"

"What's the point of becoming a human? I'm in so much pain and suffering every day. It's better to be a spirit beast, where someone can feed me and I can sleep well every day."

"So you didn't die today?" Mo Xiaolan grasped the key point. Generally speaking, long-term possession is a transition period that takes at least seven days to complete. Seeing that the guy has used his body so much, it is natural that the possession has been completed.

"First, I'm not dead. Second, the Demon Lord has brought me back for almost seven days, but you've been hiding in the Qingling Water Pavilion and didn't know it." Ming Beilin smoothed his fur.

Mo Xiaolan had an awkward smile on her face. This empathy has a reflex arc. Is it because of the network delay?

"Master." Mo Luofan reached out and pulled the corner of her clothes: "Shall we continue?"

Without the filter of comfort, Mo Xiaolan watched Mo Luofan become that terrifying person again.

What he continued to say seemed to be: Now that you're in my hands, don't even think about running away, hahahaha.

"Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, help!!!!!!" She was so scared that she crawled back to Qingling Water Pavilion, leaving Mo Luofan alone in the air.

"Your Majesty?"

Snapped--

He simply closed the door of the room, mercilessly locking the possible spiritual pet that might disturb his good times outside to expose it to the cold wind and snow.

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Early in the morning, there was a knock on Mo Xiaolan's door. She subconsciously kicked the person next to her and said in a lazy voice, "Go open the door."

Mo Fan, who was beside him, went to open the door with his body still there and his soul absent, like a zombie. After opening the door, he looked around but saw no one. He thought it was someone's prank and prepared to close the door and go back to sleep.

Just as I closed the door, the knocking sound came again.

"Why did you close the door again? Open it quickly!"

The voice sounded like that of a young boy. Mo Fan woke up from his doze and opened the door behind him again. This time, there was still no one inside.

"Is someone playing a prank?" He rubbed his eyes.

"Look down." The boy's voice sounded.

He lowered his head and looked down. A small white furry spirit beast was right in front of his feet. It tilted its head and looked at him: "You must be the clone of the Demon Lord. You look quite like him. You can be his biological son. Hello, my name is Ming Beilin."

"Who is it? It's very immoral to knock on the door early in the morning and disturb people's sleep, do you know that?" Mo Xiaolan rubbed her eyes and walked out. She looked around at the door out of habit. When she felt that there was no one and was about to close the door, Ming Beilin immediately stepped forward and held the door with his claws.

Mo Xiaolan frowned and looked down, only then did she see the culprit who disturbed her sweet dreams: "It's you, what's the matter?"

"It's something very important." Ming Beilin swaggered into the room, and suddenly realized that it was just a bedroom.

He looked back in disbelief at the two people wearing only thin clothes, and gave a thumbs up to Mo Fan next to him with his white and black claws: "Young man, you are really good. You did what Your Majesty has always wanted to do but didn't dare to do."

Hearing his tone, Mo Xiaolan touched her messy hair helplessly: "You misunderstood."

"I understand." Ming Beilin jumped onto the chair next to him and lay down, as if he had made up his mind. "I came here specifically to see you today. Can you please let the person next to you go out first?"

"Sister Xiaolan, is there anything I can't listen to?" Mo Fan puffed up his cheeks as if to say, "I don't want to leave."

Mo Xiaolan touched his head and said softly, "Be good, go out and play with your fellow disciples first, I'll pick you up later."

"Okay." He put on his clothes reluctantly and walked out the door, glancing at the things on the table before leaving.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Mo Xiaolan sat down and combed her black hair.

"I am responsible for the Northern Realm Demon Pill. It has nothing to do with Your Excellency. He doesn't even know what this thing is."

When talking about the Northern Realm Demon Pill, Mo Xiaolan's hand holding the comb suddenly stopped and trembled a little.

What came to my mind was that I was in a snow-capped mountain with fine white snow floating in the sky.

A group of people fell in front of her, and pools of red blood mercilessly dyed the white snow red.

"If he hadn't given you instructions, would you have gone to the northern border to get the demon pill?" Mo Xiaolan suppressed her trembling body.

The spirit demons of the Northern Realm have such a blood feud with him, but she has no ability to avenge them. Now she has to live in the place under the jurisdiction of her enemies. How cowardly, really cowardly.

"It was not his instruction, nor was it the demon mortal I went to the Northern Realm to obtain."

Ming Beilin jumped down from the stool and jumped onto her dressing table, facing her: "Your Majesty has always wanted to repair the Red Star Blue Cloud you gave him, but the sword is made of special materials and is really difficult to repair. The only way is to melt it and make a new sword. Since I want to make a new sword, I think I should inject some fine materials to make a stronger sword, but I didn't have any clues until one day, I met a ghost masked man. He told me that the virtual snake tooth and the North Realm Demon Pill can be used to make a sword comparable to a divine weapon, but I don't know what the North Realm Demon Pill is. He said he could help me find it, but the premise is that I can't ask anything about the North Realm Demon. Not long after, he handed me twenty pills. If I knew that the North Realm Spirit Demon was on good terms with you, I would never dare to touch their minds."

Ming Beilin lowered his head and rubbed Mo Xiaolan's hand with his furry head: "I'm sorry, it's my fault that you and the Demon Lord have become suspicious of each other because of this matter, but you have to believe that the Lord really loves you sincerely..."

"What twenty elixirs did you say?" Mo Xiaolan stood up suddenly. She remembered that although they were hiding in the secret passage at that time, she could vaguely hear people outside saying that twenty-seven elixirs had been allocated. There were exactly twenty-nine tribesmen in the Northern Realm Spirit Demons. Excluding Qiao Qi and the young Fan'er who gave the elixirs to her, there should be twenty-seven elixirs, but Ming Beilin only got twenty. So where were the other seven?

Ming Beilin was only interested in Mo Luofan, he would never embezzle the money. Combined with what he said about the ghost-masked man he met who gave him guidance, it seems like he was being tricked.

Mo Xiaolan propped up the table with her hands weakly and smiled self-deprecatingly: "We fell into the trap."

"Fell into a trap?" Ming Beilin was somewhat puzzled: "Fell into what trap?"

"A counter-espionage plot." Mo Xiaolan sat back in her chair and sorted out all her thoughts. She then said to Ming Beilin in detail, "The old man you met is definitely not that simple. He came here in the name of Mo Luofan, using the secret medicine of Qingyuan Sect. He also left Mo Luofan's token. His purpose is to make Mo Luofan and I kill each other."

She clenched her fists, frowned and continued, "Since he was able to do everything so smoothly and without any flaws, he was sure that I would get carried away and go to Mo Luofan without knowing the truth. He also calculated that before the duel between Mo Luofan and I, I would not know to go to you, the only one who knew the truth. Who is this person and why does he know so much? Moreover, everything he did was quite logical, closely linked, and without any flaws. It's a pity that he didn't expect that the ending would be different."

"The ending? You mean the ending he wants is that you die or the Demon Lord dies? No." Ming Beilin shook his head and said, "If you die, the Demon Lord will definitely not live alone. This is a strategy that kills two birds with one stone. Who is so cruel?"

Mo Xiaolan shook her head. Now even with the script in her hand, she didn't know what to do.

It is also impossible to find out who the murderer behind the scenes is. If she is not any of the characters here, perhaps he would directly attribute it to the real Mo Xiaolan.

But now she is this character, which means that there is another hidden boss hidden in this book, at least in this world. The secret is driving everything to happen, so it is possible that Ming Beilin’s death is also one of the links.

Mo Xiaolan looked at Ming Beilin: "Can you tell me how you died? Can you tell me the whole story?"

Ming Beilin nodded. Now those things were just a thing of the past for him.

Now that he has lived his life again, those things are like his past life. To him, they are just memories, but they do not stir any emotions. When he speaks of them now, it sounds like he is talking about someone else's affairs.

"You said that someone also gave Jun Guhong the poison." Mo Xiaolan suddenly realized, "Then everything can be combined. There is a person in this world who understands me, Mo Luofan, you, and everything in this world, so he played a game of chess. We are all his chess pieces. All he did was to make Mo Luofan and I kill each other. But no matter what, he must eliminate you, the only one who knows about it, so the matter between you and Jun Guhong is a good opportunity. What is his purpose in doing this?"

"The power of the Supreme Being?" Ming Beilin said, "He spent so much effort on this game because of two reasons. First, he wants something, and second, he is the enemy of you and Your Majesty."

"Where do I have enemies? It's more like Mo Luofan." Mo Xiaolan touched her nose subconsciously. Suddenly, she thought of something. Ming Beilin also thought of something at the same time. They said in unison: "Merge the cultivation world."

"So, the murderer is among the other three sects." Ming Beilin stamped his feet: "If this is really the case, report it to His Majesty immediately and make a long-term plan."

"Wait." Mo Xiaolan interrupted him: "Don't tell Mo Luofan about this for now. I want you to do something for me."

"You said."

"Change the name to Ming Beilin." Mo Xiaolan touched its head and continued, "Now you are not dead, only the three of us know, but as time goes by, there will always be loopholes, so please change the name Ming Beilin and live in this world with a new identity, so that you can escape the pursuit of the murderer. We have to pretend that everything goes smoothly as he wants. I will continue to be incompatible with Mo Luofan, so that he will lower his mentality and concentrate on dealing with us. In this way, sooner or later, his fox tail will be exposed."

"Then why don't you tell His Majesty? Wouldn't it be better to carry out the plan if he knew?"

"Really?" Mo Xiaolan chuckled twice.

Ming Beilin immediately understood what she meant. If Mo Luofan knew about this, he would also understand why Mo Xiaolan was hostile to him. Now the two of them should be considered to have reconciled. He was not so presumptuous because Mo Xiaolan was avoiding him. If this layer was really revealed, he would not be hostile to Mo Xiaolan, but would shamelessly stick to her every day.

"You seem to be right." Ming Beilin nodded. So we decided: "Keep the troops in place and fight back."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan nodded and raised the tea on the table to drink. Suddenly, he remembered something very important: "You said that the person with you is called Jun Guhong?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Is it the Jun of gentleman, the Gu of lonely, and the Hong of wild goose?"

"correct."

"Is it a man?"

"Ah."

The Dark Guard King of the Ghost Realm?"

"Ah."

She took a deep breath, as if she had received some incredible information. Her expression was very varied, sometimes cloudy and sometimes gloomy. Finally, she waved her hand and said, "You go back first."

Ming Beilin walked out of the room with a question mark on his face.

Mo Xiaolan helplessly held her forehead, and the half-smile on her face suddenly turned into a bitter smile: "What's wrong with this world? Why is it so different from the original? Isn't Jun Guhong the evil male second?"