The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Come, Luo Fan." Mo Xiaolan held his hand with her left hand, and walked to the edge of the pond with a red and blue lotus in her right hand.

She first gently placed the lotus into the pond, and after the lotus stabilized, she pulled Mo Luofan down with him and knelt down, bowing three times to the lotus.

Although Mo Luofan didn't know why she was so devout to this lotus, since it was something she asked him to do, he would definitely complete it. As for the reason, he would know it when the time came.

After the ceremony, Mo Xiaolan finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the person next to her and smiled calmly: "After that, we will... Luo Fan!"

To her surprise, Mo Luofan, who had been in high spirits, suddenly turned pale and fell down immediately. A black line on the palm of his left hand attracted her attention.

Qingyuan Warm Pavilion——

Snapped--

The door of the bedroom was kicked open. Ming Beilin, who was sleeping soundly on the couch, was awakened by the shocking sound.

"What's wrong?" He flew to the bed and saw at a glance that the black line on the left hand of the person on the bed had obviously deepened a lot.

Mo Xiaolan pulled apart Mo Luofan's clothes, and the black line extended all the way to his collarbone.

"What's going on?" she asked.

Seeing the black line grow so long, Ming Beilin was so scared that he quickly flapped his wings and flew to Mo Luofan's chest and stopped, observing carefully: "During this period of time, Your Excellency has been practicing without sleep and food, and has not taken care of this thing. It has grown so long."

"Hurry up and tell me what this thing is." Mo Xiaolan grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and lifted it in front of her.

Ming Beilin said: "A year ago, before Your Excellency returned to Qingyuan Gate, you were poisoned by the third monarch of the demon race. This poison is very chaotic and cannot be cured by ordinary doctors. This line is the growth line of the poison. If this poison grows to the heart, Your Excellency will be powerless to save him."

"Why didn't you tell me about this when you came back?" She suppressed the anger rising from her chest: "Even if I had some conflicts with him when he first came back, why didn't any of you tell me about this later?"

"Your Majesty said he could handle it himself and told us not to talk nonsense." Ming Beilin lowered his head a little aggrieved, even his ears folded down, his whole body exuded an aggrieved aura, and he murmured softly: "You scold me again, it's not right to say anything, and it's not right not to say anything, you two just know how to scold me."

"Forget it." Later she thought about it, it wasn't entirely Ming Beilin's fault for not reporting the truth, but a bigger part of it was that she had been with him for such a long time and yet she hadn't noticed anything.

"Is there any way to detoxify?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Ming Beilin was somewhat at a loss: “The demon clan’s marriage technique can save the Demon Lord.”

"Marriage-making technique?" She felt as if she had heard this term before. Thinking carefully, it seemed that she had heard it when she first dreamed of marrying Mo Luofan. How could her dream be able to predict the future?

"The marriage technique doesn't mean getting married, does it?"

"That's just the first step." He escaped from Mo Xiaolan's claws, flapped his wings and flew in front of her, tidying up the hair on his neck: "The demon clan's marriage technique is to connect the lives of two people and share all their vitality. If the man dies, the woman will also die, but the marriage technique will still be there. In the dark, the two will be affected by the marriage technique in their next life and meet again. But if the woman dies, the marriage technique disappears and the man is free again."

It sounded so unfair that Mo Xiaolan narrowed her eyes.

"No way." Ming Beilin spread his hands and said, "This is a spell modified by the second Demon Lord's wife. Originally, the marriage spell given by the first Demon Lord of the Demon Clan was to let the married couple live and die together, and continue their relationship in the next life. But when it was passed to the second Demon Lord, the Demon Lord's wife followed the Demon Lord in battle and was seriously injured and unable to recover. Before she died, she secretly changed the rules of this spell. She was so concerned about her husband that she could not have thought that it would affect future generations."

"Having said so much, how do we perform this marriage spell, and how do we save him?"

"This..." Ming Beilin pursed his lips, opened his eyes wide, and got ready. He flapped his wings and quickly flew out of the room, shouting as he flew: "It's better to wait until the Demon Lord wakes up and tells you himself. He won't let us say those obscene words to you."

"What obscure words of complaint?" Mo Xiaolan originally wanted to catch him, but that guy flew too fast and flew out of the room in a short while. She really didn't understand. It was just a way to save people, but why couldn't he say it?

"Cough cough." Mo Luofan on the bed coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that he was awake, Mo Xiaolan immediately helped him up and half lay on the bed.

"How does it feel?"

"Much better." His face was still a little pale.

"I just heard from Ming Beilin that the demon clan's marriage technique can save you."

Suddenly, Mo Luofan's cheeks turned red and he nodded.

"How to use that technique? What does it take?"

"There's no need... to do anything complicated." Mo Luofan put his hand on hers, and the two rings on his ring fingers collided with each other, making a tiny sound.

Mo Xiaolan looked down and her eyes were immediately attracted by the two rings. She raised her hand, shook the things on it and asked, "So many things have happened in the past few days, and I haven't had time to ask you, what is this? Tell me the truth."

"This." Mo Luofan reached his hand back into the quilt and rubbed the corner of the quilt: "That's it, that, a long, long time ago, when I was drunk, um~"

"Drunk Smoke?" When Mo Xiaolan carefully recalled what happened at that time, she suddenly remembered the desolate yet prosperous dream, the marriage, the oath, the bridal chamber...

"Ah!" She turned her head away and covered her face with her hands: "That wedding was not a dream!"

"Pfft." Mo Luofan couldn't help laughing, slowly moved her body over, held her hands tightly, and looked into her eyes: "In fact, my master and I have been married for six years."

"How dare you say that? Why didn't you tell me clearly about this earlier?"

All the soft rabbit fists fell on his body, as if tickling him.

"If you hadn't been able to bear it five years ago, wouldn't I have died with you? What, have you decided to meet me in the underworld and reincarnate together with eyes wide open?"

Mo Luofan grabbed the rabbit-fisted hand and hugged her in his arms: "I can't bear to see Master die, but if we really have a next life, I don't want to be your apprentice. I want to be your childhood sweetheart. I want to ride on a bamboo horse and play with your childhood sweetheart. We can live together in Changganli. There will be no suspicion between the two of us. How nice it is to be with you since childhood."

"Oh." Mo Xiaolan laughed sarcastically. "You are so beautiful. If you are just like the second half of the poem, and always keep your faith in holding the pillar, why would you go to the platform to look for your husband? Then I will go find my young master again, and leave you on the battlefield to be exposed to the wind and rain, and die on horseback."

"Master~" He snorted shyly twice: "You and I are acquaintances of the person in charge of reincarnation. Do you think he would arrange such a tragic family life for us?"

"Of course not. If he arranged such a miserable situation for you, wouldn't he be able to take advantage of it?" Mo Xiaolan raised her head from his arms: "If that's the case, if I get tired of you since you were a child, he can just come to me."

After realizing it, Mo Luofan was a little angry. He blew his nose and eyes, and kissed the person in his arms fiercely on the lips: "I don't allow it."

"I'm just teasing you, you big fool." Mo Xiaolan pinched his nose and said, "You haven't told me yet, since our marriage has been completed, how can I save you?"

"It's not that difficult." Mo Luofan held her in his arms again and rocked her left and right. "This solution really dates back to the early days of our demon race. Although our first demon king was a loner until his death, he established various laws and developed various spells. Among them, this marriage spell not only allows the two people who set the spell to be together, but also has something more useful."

He slowly moved closer to her ear, and then slowly said: "If the two people under the marriage technique use the method of inner alchemy yin and yang dual cultivation, they can not only improve their skills, but also eliminate all poisons in the world. However, these two people must love each other wholeheartedly, otherwise they will explode and die during the practice."

"Wha...what...what?" Mo Xiaolan stood up in fear. "I wonder what's wrong with your world? You always talk about inner alchemy and yin and yang dual cultivation. Isn't the original work a serious ancient Chinese novel? How come the real world is...like this?"

Her face turned red and she was at a loss, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that there were many restrictions on novels and the review was very troublesome. They would often use official language to reject the chapters and ask you to make nonsensical revisions again and again, until only the main line was left and even the auxiliary plots were gone, and only then would you be allowed to pass the review.

In comparison, the real world may indeed have some things that are over the line for censorship, otherwise there would be no immersive feeling.

Thinking of this, her shame slowly subsided.

"If Master doesn't want to, I will find another way." Mo Luofan asked tentatively. After all, for a woman, she had just accepted the reality that she had been married for six years, and was told to do this kind of thing to save her husband's life. No one could accept it at the first time.

"No need. The main thing is that if you really have a way, this poison will not last so long." Mo Xiaolan continued to sit down: "However, this Qingyuan Gate is the territory of humans. As a demon, do you have to go back to the demon world to better heal your injuries?"

The implication was: Brother, why don't we go to another place? Here, there are so many acquaintances, and children who have grown up under our watch. If she does such shameful things here day and night, how will she save her face if someone accidentally overhears her? Besides, she just got some vague clues about the murderer some time ago. If it is reported now that they have reconciled, the murderer will be on high alert again. What will happen next?

"Master, are you willing to go back to the demon clan with me?" Mo Luofan held her hand, a smile on his face that was almost blooming.

"Yes." She nodded: "Since I am your wife, it is only natural for me to go back to the demon tribe with you."

"Great, I'll pack my things now and let's go." As he was about to get out of bed to pack his luggage, Mo Xiaolan immediately pushed him back: "Why are you in such a hurry? You've just recovered. Rest more and go back tomorrow."

"Then tonight..."

Seeing his expectant look, Mo Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him and poked his forehead with her hand: "I just want to detoxify you. It's a very pure purpose. Do you understand?"

"Know, know."