The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Do you have such confidence that you can snatch him from me?" Chi Longzi smiled and stopped attacking: "Speaking of which, why can I control him so easily? It's all thanks to you."

Seeing him pause, Mo Xiaolan also stopped attacking, but she was still very alert on guard, and she seemed confused and bewildered by his words.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Chi Longzi sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that my illusion is what he wants and loves in his heart, how can I control him?"

After he finished speaking, Chilongzi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, and a picture appeared out of thin air before her eyes.

In the picture, Mo Luofan is still her disciple, and the master and disciple live an ordinary life every day. She would laugh and play with Mo Luofan, and sometimes Mo Luofan would look at her back with seemingly admiring eyes, but there was never any crossing of the line between the two.

Just ordinary, just like usual.

"It turns out that all he wanted were these ordinary things." A hot tear fell from her eyes, and all the previous suspicions suddenly became so ridiculous in this mirror.

When she rejected him with all kinds of lies in her mind, he always held his shattered sincerity in his hands and gave it to her, watching her continue to break it with the so-called master-disciple relationship as an excuse. In the end, he was so scarred that he no longer had any thoughts or behaviors that crossed the line, and only hoped that everything could be the same as before.

"Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaolan, you are so cruel." Seeing her wavering, Chi Longzi took advantage of her opportunity to disrupt her thoughts and continued, "You hurt him again and again, but he still wants to get close to you, even if he is burned, he is willing to do so."

As he spoke, Mo Xiaolan slowly put down her hands, and stared at the illusion in front of her as if she had lost her soul.

Seeing that a good opportunity was right in front of him, Chilongzi held the sword and stabbed it into her heart, wanting to kill her. However, when the sword just entered the tip, it hit something hard, which was actually harder than the Asahi snake's fang, and broke the top of the sword, releasing the spiritual power that he had forced into the sword.

Her body suddenly fell into darkness, and she saw the red and blue crystal lotus again, only this time, the lotus was half open. The person inside seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but the tears on her face looked so powerless.

At that moment, she seemed to feel that something that had been hidden in her heart suddenly became clear.

"I know why you are crying." Mo Xiaolan rested her head on the crystal lotus.

I actually loved him, right? It wasn't the love of a master for his disciple, but the purest love. But it was hidden too deeply, and I didn't discover it in time. Even 'Chi' couldn't discover it.

After what happened to Jun Guhong and Ming Beilin, I know more clearly that he and I are just two parallel lines that intersected briefly. We had intersections, but no ending. Destiny is something that has been predestined and cannot be changed by human power.

There is always a barrier between us. If there is even a little guidance, I will immediately lose everything, just like what happened in that illusion.

Even if it's just a little bit, a fragment, I would be afraid of implicating him. I'm afraid that he doesn't love me, I'm afraid that he is just using me, I'm afraid that in the end, he will give up on me and choose someone else.

You can say that I am weak, that I have no future, but I just want to protect Mo Fan well, even if it is just to give me a clone as a reminder.

But now, everything seems different. I love him and miss him so much.

"Master Mo."

"Master Mo."

Countless voices of men, women, young and old came out at once, and a white and green light surrounded the two of them, making it impossible for Chilongzi to pull away.

"Master Mo, we will help you find Master Mo now."

A blinding white light appeared in front of Mo Xiaolan, suppressing her eyes and preventing her from opening them. The white light disappeared, and when she woke up again, the surrounding scenery had completely changed. It was now a clear and elegant waterside pavilion at sunset.

"Luo Fan, look, the sun is out."

She looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a light blue figure and a dark blue figure sitting together in the pavilion over the water, looking at the half sun in the middle of the mountain.

"What a beautiful sunrise."

Mo Xiaolan supported half of her face with one hand, tilted her head, and smiled at the boy beside her: "After you finish your practice, let's watch the sunset together."

"Yeah, okay." The boy nodded, but he didn't know where to put his two little hands.

"Luo Fan!" Mo Xiaolan rushed out regardless of everything, startling the two people in the pavilion.

Mo Luofan turned around with a smile on his face, but it immediately fell the next second.

The people around him pulled his hand and said, "Luo Fan, who is this person? Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Mo Luofan lowered his head and held the hand of the person next to him: "I don't know him."

"Luo Fan." Mo Xiaolan took a step forward and said in a trembling voice, "I am Mo Xiaolan, I am your... Master."

"How is it possible?" 'Mo Xiaolan' took a step forward and protected Mo Luofan behind him: "Where did this witch come from? How dare you pretend to be me?"

"Forget it, Master." Mo Luofan took her hand and smiled at her: "Maybe it's because you look too beautiful, some people are just playing with you. Are you hungry? Didn't you say you wanted to eat boiled chicken a few days ago? Let's make it."

"Okay." She nodded and said to the people below: "Your magic has become very good, but my apprentice is not so stupid. No matter what, he will recognize me at the first time, so no matter what your purpose is, you should go back quickly."

Seeing the two people were about to walk away, Mo Xiaolan endured the wound and ran up: "Wait, didn't you say that you can recognize the real Mo Xiaolan no matter what? Well, do you dare to verify it with me?"

Mo Luofan stopped, and the people around him also stopped. They both turned around at the same time. She continued, "Let's both tell you what position Mo Xiaolan holds in Mo Luofan's heart, and what role he plays in Mo Xiaolan's heart."

"Is it that simple?" Mo Xiaolan sneered and said, "Everyone in the world knows that we are master and disciple. In his heart, I am a master who is respected, loved, and is both a teacher and a friend, and in my heart, he is a disciple who is like a child."

Hearing the answer from the person next to him, Mo Luofan lowered his eyes slightly: "No need to say more, let's go, Master."

After saying this, the two turned around again.

"No." Mo Xiaolan yelled, "No."

Mo Luofan stopped and said, "Then tell me, what is the relationship?"

Mo Xiaolan gritted her teeth and shouted, "They are people who love each other and can stay together until old age."

Suddenly, Mo Luofan opened his eyes wide after hearing the answer, and turned to look at her in disbelief, but the excitement lasted only for a second, and then his expression became heavy again: "Don't lie to me again."

"I'm not lying to you. This time, it's real." Mo Xiaolan threw herself into his arms, grabbed his clothes and shouted, "Mo Luofan, I like you. It's not the kind of love that a master has for his disciple, but the kind of love that wants to be with you. I admit that I just mistook Mo Fan for you. Everything I did to him, I wanted to do to you. I like you, do you hear me?"

A strong gust of wind blew, as if trying to pull Mo Xiaolan away. No matter what she did, she was finally blown back to reality by the wind. She didn't know whether her words were credible to him.

However, before she left, the man's expression was still very heavy. He could neither say that he did not believe it nor that he believed it.

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"It seems that Miss Mo failed to bring her beloved one." Chi Longzi was still possessed by Mo Luofan, looking at her with a mocking smile.

"He will come back with me." Mo Xiaolan hardened her heart, held his face, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips, not giving him any chance to refuse.

For a long time, she had been suppressed by an unknown emotion in her heart. She originally thought that it was the fear of Merovingian, so she had been trying to eliminate this fear.

Hide from him, escape from him, or even leave him.

She ignored all the good things he did for her, and when she could no longer ignore them, she attributed it all to conspiracy and exploitation, and hurt his heart again and again.

The appearance of Mo Fan meant a brand new Mo Fan who belonged only to her without any fear factor, so she began to indulge herself, throwing away all restraints and enjoying himself with him all day long.

Until today, all the clouds and mists have dispersed. It turns out that what was suppressed in my heart was the love for Mo Luofan. Now that the clouds and mists have been cleared, the seed called "love" has long since grown into a towering tree.

Mo Luofan's hands hugged her waist, bringing them closer together. After the kiss, he rested his head on her forehead and said softly, "You are the one who provoked me this time. I will never let you go again. If you want to leave me again, I will imitate Mo Luofan in the illusion and lock you up. You can only stay by my side and can't go anywhere else."

"You are not him, so you won't be so cruel." Although Mo Xiaolan smiled, she couldn't help but shed tears: "I'm sorry for making you wait for so long, my Mo Luofan."

Suddenly, she felt a cool feeling on her right ring finger, and a silver ring flickered, and finally took shape. Seeing this, Mo Luofan immediately pulled her hand over and examined it carefully. Finally, a smile spread across his face, and tears of excitement were about to come out.

"Master, it has revealed itself. It has finally revealed itself."

Mo Xiaolan didn't understand what he meant. When their hands crossed and their rings touched, she vaguely realized something, but she was not sure.

"Xiao Lan!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and Mo Luofan's wife, who had just been caught and was not even warm yet, was dragged away.

Ming Fan gently grabbed her shoulders and carefully checked her injuries. Although the wound on her chest did not injure her heart, the severity of the injury should not be underestimated.

"It seems that everyone is here."

Chilongzi on the side slowly gathered his illusory body, and in the strong wind, he used black clouds to make a huge body. His eyes were flames, and he was surrounded by lightning and thunder.

“Oh no!” Mo Fan exclaimed in shock, “He is absorbing the fear and greed of the human world.”

Watching the Chilongzi slowly growing larger, Mo Luofan propped himself up and wanted to open the Azure Dragon Critical Point again to cut it off from the world.

But he was already seriously injured, and he didn't even have the power to gather spirits. Seeing this, Mo Fan paused and grabbed his hand. The main body and the clone looked at each other. Mo Fan said, "Please remember that your relationship with Sister Xiaolan was in a distant land, with a person's life and thousands of years of waiting. Treat her well and don't let her down."

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, and his body emitted an intense blue light that surrounded him.

Mo Xiaolan, who was illuminated by the light, turned her head suddenly. Mo Fan had disappeared, as if this person had never existed in the world.

"Mo Fan..." Mo Xiaolan lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

After recovering his main body and clone, Mo Luofan felt the healing power coming from himself, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly returned to its original state.

He clasped his hands together and chanted a spell silently. A green dragon formed by spiritual power surrounded him, roared, and flew straight into the sky, forming a green barrier that enveloped the entire Qingyuan Hall.

Without fear or greed, Chilongzi stopped absorbing here. He could clearly feel that this time the Azure Dragon critical point was stronger than the last time.

At the same time, Ming Fan also summoned the Qingfeng Water God Fan.

When the Xuantian Liuguang Sword and the Qingfeng Shuishen Fan faced each other, the two divine weapons resonated. The two men looked at each other and attacked the huge black cloud incarnation in front of them with their weapons in hand.

In the dark cloud, Chilongzi controlled his huge hands and fanned forward, but his left hand was chopped off by Xuantian Liuguang, and his right hand could not block the spiritual power of Qingfeng Water God Fan.

But even so, if its weakness is not found, the cut off part will still grow back automatically.

"Weak, really too weak." Chi Longzi laughed three times: "With just you, a mortal and a ghost body, you still dream of being able to unleash the power of these two artifacts? Wishful thinking!"

"Where is the weakness!" Although Mo Xiaolan opened her Clear Eyes, her Clear Eyes had not yet been cultivated to the top level and were completely useless. In addition, she was now forcing herself to fight, and she would not be able to hold on for long if she continued to consume so much energy. Looking at Mo Luofan and Ming Fan who were still holding on in the air, she felt for the first time how useless she was.

"Artifact fusion."

Suddenly, a female voice floated into her ears, and then there was silence.

"Luo Fan, Ming Fan!" Mo Xiaolan covered her wound and propped herself up. After hearing her call, the two immediately ran to her side and supported her.

"Mingfan, the Water God Fan."

Ming Fan handed over the Water God Fan, and Mo Xiaolan also handed over the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, and the two divine weapons floated in the air.

Chi Longzi sensed that something was wrong and immediately interrupted the fusion. Mo Luofan stepped forward to block his attack, buying time for the two.

Mo Xiaolan and Ming Fan injected spiritual power into the two artifacts at the same time. The artifacts merged in the air and turned into a blue light and purple light. Finally, the light faded away, and a half-blue and half-purple bow appeared in front of everyone.

The divine weapon came in front of Mo Luofan, shook off Chi Longzi's attack, and finally stopped steadily in his hand.

He looked at the two people behind him who were still using their energy to maintain the magic weapon in surprise. Ming Fan shouted, "Mo Chu, the spiritual power of the two of us can only sustain the power of one arrow. Control it well."

Mo Luofan nodded, holding the bow in one hand and pulling the arrow with the other hand. As he pulled the bow, a sharp arrow slowly appeared on the bow, which was half blue and half purple, just like the bow.

Strangely, as soon as Mo Luofan pulled the bow, he saw Chilongzi's left eye flashing.

"Is that the weakness?"

Chi Longzi vaguely felt that Morofan might have sensed his weakness through the artifact, so he fled everywhere to protect his left eye. No matter what Morofan did, he could not aim at it.

Mo Xiaolan's spiritual power was almost exhausted, her lips turned pale, and her spiritual power was in a state of exhaustion.

After seizing the opportunity, Mo Luofan shot an arrow.

Chilongzi's left eye was directly pierced. In just a moment, his huge body disintegrated, leaving only a blond man floating in it.