The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Sister Zhu Ling, the headmaster said that outsiders are not allowed to disturb us. You should go back."

"My fellow junior brothers, please let me in to meet the master." Zhu Ling was stopped outside the gate of Qingyuan Warm Pavilion and could not get in. The disciples guarding the gate were also in a difficult situation. In the end, he had no choice but to draw his sword and fight.

I know without you saying it, it must be Zhu Lingsheng.

After learning that the gatekeeper disciple could not hold on, Ming Beilin in the warm room became extremely anxious.

But in a moment, Zhu Ling had arrived at the door. Ming Beilin immediately changed into a large form and held the door. He would never let the little girl know that Mo Luofan pretended to be Mo Fan and went to Qingling Water Pavilion, otherwise Mo Luofan would kill him when he came back.

"Master, Master." Seeing that she couldn't push him away, Zhu Ling had to put down her sword and knelt down on both knees: "Mo Chu, Master wants to see you. No matter what happened in the past, she is still your Master. Senior Sister begs you to go see her, okay? Mo Chu, Mo Chu, Master Mo Chu wants to see you, please go see her."

Ming Beilin in the room suddenly fell silent when he heard the words outside, and lowered his head helplessly. It was difficult to call him like this, and what was the situation with this Mo Xiaolan? Since Mo Fan was by his side and made His Majesty give up the idea, now Zhu Ling came to ask for help like this, what was she thinking?

"Mo Chu, Senior Sister begs you, please go see her, Mo Chu." Seeing that the person in the room did not make any move, Zhu Ling was so panicked that she didn't know what to do.

"Sister Zhu Ling."

Just when Ming Beilin was worried, Ruo Xiangsi appeared outside.

As soon as Zhu Ling saw her, she stood up immediately, wiped her tears and said, "Miss Ruo, Mo Chu usually listens to you. Please help me persuade him to go back to Qingling Waterside Pavilion with me. Two hours... No, one hour, no need, half an hour will be fine."

"Sister, go back and wait for news. I'll go and persuade the Sect Master." Ruo Xiangsi patted her shoulder and frowned. She was not aware of the fact that His Majesty transformed into Mo Fan and went to Qingling Water Pavilion. If Ming Beilin had not just told her, she would never have thought that His Majesty would do such a thing. A man so high and mighty would abandon his status and lower himself for a woman.

"No." Zhu Ling turned her head away: "If I can't invite the headmaster today, I won't leave."

"Xiangsi, Xiangsi, please delay her for a while." Ming Beilin pushed everything that could block the door over and blocked it tightly.

After making sure that there was no obstacle, he passed through the wall and headed straight for Qingling Water Pavilion based on his feeling.

Seeing Mo Luofan sleeping soundly in the side room, he was so angry that his eyes widened.

"Are you really in love? Mo Xiaolan is delirious with fever, but you are still sleeping so soundly!" Ming Beilin ran to his pillow and scratched his ear with his claws. There was no response, so he pinched his nose directly.

The man woke up immediately.

"Why am I here?" Mo Luofan rubbed his temple after waking up.

"Your master wants to see you." Ming Beilin added, "He wants to see Mo Luofan, not Mo Fan."

"What?" Mo Luofan threw back the quilt and rushed out as if he had heard something incredible.

He had already transformed himself into his original appearance and broke in with his real identity.

"Master, Master!" Mo Luofan rushed in, ignoring the looks of the others in the room, and ran straight to her bedside. He took her hand, rubbed it on his cheek, and said, "Master, I'm here, Luofan is here."

"Mo Chu!" Zhu Fan seemed to want to say something but hesitated. He sighed, pulled the immortal guest beside him and walked out of the door. It would be better to leave this place to the master and disciple.

Xianke also followed Zhufan consciously. Although she didn't like this fierce and difficult to deal with villain leader, the immortal master needed him now, and only needed him.

The door was gently closed, leaving only the person lying on the bed and the person half-kneeling beside the bed in the room.

Mo Luofan stretched out his hand to feel her body temperature, and it was still as hot as before. He wondered how he could have fallen asleep. If something happened to his master during the process, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Luo Fan, Luo Fan." Mo Xiaolan on the bed started talking nonsense again due to fever. When he heard her calling his name, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Master, I'm here, I'm here."

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"Doctor, what happened to our Master?" Zhu Fan punched the tree and said in annoyance, "Logically speaking, although our Master is still a mortal, she has at least cultivated to the level of a semi-immortal, and is immune to most diseases. How could she have such a fever just because of a small cold?"

Hua Ruoruo leaned against the tree, folded her arms across her chest and said, "According to my guess, Master Mo Feng is not suffering from a fever, but someone has cast a spell on him."

"Curse?" Zhu Ling looked at Zhu Fan in confusion, and then asked, "Master has never had a grudge against anyone. Besides, there are only a handful of people in the entire cultivation world who can cast a curse on her. In the Qingyuan Sect, except for the Sect Master, no one else has the ability to do that. But the Sect Master will not do that to Master... He absolutely won't do that."

"I have also considered some candidates, but they can all be ruled out." Hua Ruoruo said, "Indeed, curses can only be effective when cast by a strong person on someone with a lower level of cultivation than himself. Your master is almost unsure of when she was cursed, which can only mean that the person who cast the curse is even more powerful than her."

Hua Ruoruo left the branch and turned her back to them: "But this person does not want Master Mo's life. The curse he cast is just an illusory curse. Whether the curse can be broken depends on Mo Xiaolan himself."

Xianke lowered her head and clenched her hands so tightly that the veins on her fists were visible. It was just as Hua Ruoruo said. She vaguely felt something was wrong the day after the Immortal Master's accident.

So she took advantage of the time when no one was around and used her true demon form to probe the situation, but she didn't know what tricks the man used to completely block her out. She also thought about fighting hard, but was finally thrown out of the house. Her intuition told her that they couldn't afford to offend this person.

In the bedroom——

With Mo Luofan's company, Mo Xiaolan seemed to be a little better. She no longer had sweat on her face and was talking nonsense, but the fever in her body still did not go away.

She was clearly aware of her current situation and could feel the high temperature in her body, but she couldn't open her eyes and her body seemed to be controlled by something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and the strong light made her feel uncomfortable temporarily. After the light disappeared, she found herself standing on an unfamiliar hilltop, with blue cherry blossom petals floating around her. She followed the petals and saw that they had fallen from a big tree on the hilltop.

Looking more closely, there were two people under the big tree, a man and a woman. The man was wearing black clothes and the woman was wearing pink clothes. I don't know what the two said to each other. The woman hugged the man's waist excitedly. Although the man refused, there was still some reluctance on his face.

"I will wait for you."

Suddenly, the two people's faces brightened up, and Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes wide. The two people were Mo Luofan and Ruo Xiangsi.

Ruo Xiangsi hugged his waist and said softly, "I know you still can't forget her, but I will wait for you. Now that you have a little bit of love for me, I won't give up."

Mo Luofan paused for a moment, then hugged her back: "I'm sorry, Xiangsi, I have to make you give in for me again, but don't worry, I will forget her, and I will give you my whole self."

Although Mo Xiaolan knew all these words clearly and had seen them thousands of times, when she actually heard them, she felt a pain in her heart. At this moment, she forgot why she was here. All she could see were the two people hugging each other under the tree, who stimulated her eyes.

"Who is that she you're talking about?" She came out from behind the tree, tears already falling, leaving two tear marks on her fair face, and asked tremblingly, "Is it me?"

The two people who were hugging each other did not separate, but turned to her at the same time. Ruo Xiangsi lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip and said, "Master Mo Feng, if you don't love him, why do you want to let him go? Why do you let him hold his red heart in front of you, and then watch you crush it with your own eyes? Don't you think you are cruel?"

"Yes, I want to forget you." Mo Luofan didn't turn around to look at her, and continued with Ruo Xiangsi's words: "I have loved you for so many years, and every day I hope that you can look back at me, but you didn't, and you became even worse. Loving you is too painful. I can't hold on any longer and want to quit."

Big tears fell, Mo Xiaolan didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that her whole body hurt, as if being pricked by needles. She had always hoped that Mo Luofan would give up his feelings for her and be with the one who truly belonged to him, but at this moment, she panicked, she regretted it, she wanted Mo Luofan to come back and stay with her.

"You really don't want me anymore?"

"Yes."

The scene began to change again, this time in the bustling Demon Realm Imperial City. Mo Xiaolan looked at the sea of ​​people and glanced left and right. It seemed that these people were waiting for someone.

"Old man, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh, young lady, you don't know that today is the wedding day of the Demon Lord and the Saint. Everyone is waiting for their sedan chair to parade through the streets to catch a glimpse of their beauty."

what……

Mo Luofan and Ruo Xiangsi...

Joyful music sounded, Mo Xiaolan turned around and saw that the luxurious red sedan had appeared in front of her. Compared with this grand wedding, the ten-mile red wedding was nothing special.

Mo Luofan sat in the sedan chair, side by side with Ruo Xiangsi, holding her hand, with a happy smile on his face.

"No, no." Mo Xiaolan began to run forward uncontrollably.

"No, no, Merofan, Merofan!"

She rushed into the crowd without caring about the consequences and stopped the white horse with her body.

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"Me Luofan, no, no."

"Master!" Mo Luofan immediately came up to her and held her hand tightly: "I'm here, I'm here, Master."

"Mo Chu!"

Zhu Fan, Zhu Ling and the other five people rushed in. Zhu Fan panted and said, "Quick, quick, Master is under a curse. We must enter her illusion and bring her out, otherwise she will come out."

"Yeah." Mo Luofan nodded and helped Mo Xiaolan up. The two of them sat cross-legged. He began to practice his skills and entered the illusion with his true spirit, but was immediately bounced out by a powerful force.

"What's going on?" Mo Luofan looked at his palm: "I can't get in."

what!

Everyone was shocked.

The spell this person cast was so powerful that even Mo Luofan couldn't penetrate it. Could it be that this person was even more powerful than Mo Chu?

Qi Run's hands were shaking as he said, "The Sect Master is already considered the best in the entire cultivation world. How terrifying would it be if someone was even more powerful than the Sect Master?"

"Everyone, lend all your cultivation to the leader and help him. Let's see if it works." Ruo Xiangsi appeared at some point. She was the first to infuse her cultivation into Mo Luofan's body. The other four looked at each other and followed suit.

Since Qi Run had limited talent and did not have much cultivation, he was asked to guard the area.

With everyone working together, they finally sent Mo Luofan in.

As soon as Mo Luofan entered, he went straight into the bridal sedan. Ruo Xiangsi was sitting next to him, which really scared him: "Xiangsi? Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Ruo Xiangsi explained, "This is our bridal sedan. Today is our wedding day."

"Great...great...great joy?" Mo Luofan took a few deep breaths and said, "It's impossible. I'm already related to my master, how can I marry you?"

The horse pulling the carriage stopped immediately when it was stopped, and the people in the carriage also stopped with a clanging sound.

Fortunately, Mo Luofan was quick enough to steady himself and Ruo Xiangsi in time so that they did not fall out of the carriage.

He looked up and saw that the person who stopped the carriage was none other than Mo Xiaolan. He immediately rushed over. Although he knew that the small carriage could not hurt her, his heart was still shocked when he saw him.

How could she, who was usually so steady, think of stopping the carriage by herself? What if the horse didn't stop in time and stepped over her?

"Master!" Mo Luofan jumped off the carriage and ran over immediately, pulling her into his arms, still in shock: "Are you okay?"

Mo Xiaolan reached out and hugged his waist back, bursting into tears. The time around them seemed to be frozen by magic. Everyone was frozen in that second, and it seemed as if there were only the two of them in the whole world.

"Master." Mo Luofan let her go, held her face and gently wiped away the tears on her face: "Don't cry, my heart will be broken if you cry."

After hearing his words, Mo Xiaolan stopped crying, but her tears still flowed down. No matter how hard she tried to hold them back, it was useless. The tears could not return to her eyes and could only flow down her cheeks.

"Master, did you come here because you don't want me to get married with Ruo Xiangsi? You're crying so sadly." Mo Luofan was just joking, hoping that this joke could break the awkward atmosphere and make him laugh.

But to his surprise, Mo Xiaolan actually nodded and said with a very smiling voice: "No."

Mo Luofan was overjoyed, holding her hand, and asked ecstatically: "Why? Why don't you want me to marry her? Didn't Master say that Ruo Xiangsi is my ideal partner?"

Hearing his words, Mo Xiaolan suddenly raised her head, as if she wanted to say something, but then lowered her head because she couldn't organize the words. She muttered to herself, "I don't know."

"Then, seeing me and Ruo Xiangsi together, do you feel unhappy, Master?" It was useless to force her to ask. Mo Luofan felt that his stupid master was absolutely an emotional idiot. He needed his guidance and persuasion to make him reveal his true feelings. Now was undoubtedly the best time.

"Yes, I am not happy, not happy at all."

"Do you feel like I've been robbed?"

"Yes, I don't want to." Mo Xiaolan hugged his waist fiercely, as if she was holding something she loved, and generally would not allow anyone to miss it or snatch it away: "Mo Luofan, can you please not leave me?"

"Yeah." Mo Luofan touched her long hair. From the beginning to now, it was never his turn to not want her. It was always her who did not want him.