The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Sure enough, ink was left in the correct places, and all other places disappeared completely. A complete picture of a beauty appeared in front of her. Why did she feel that the beauty in this picture was so familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Before she could think more, a door suddenly opened on the wall where the picture of the beauty was originally placed.

As soon as I walked into the dark room, the luminous beads inlaid inside illuminated the passage. The road was very long and it took a long time to reach the end. After a flash of light, I entered an open air place.

In front of me was a wooden house. I stepped up quietly and pushed open the two doors. Inside was a house that couldn't be more ordinary. The layout of the house, including the exterior, was very similar to that of Qingling Waterside Pavilion.

There seemed to be a sound of flowing water coming from the other exit. When Mo Xiaolan wanted to explore further, the blue lotus in the house suddenly lit up, which scared her. She walked in to look at the lotus. The flower seemed to have a sense of her and their spiritual perception was very similar. She unconsciously reached out to touch the lotus.

A strange voice appeared in her mind: "He is coming out, hide quickly."

For some reason, Mo Xiaolan felt that she trusted this lotus very much, but there was no time left so she just hid behind the screen. Sure enough, the next second Mo Luofan walked in from the second exit. He was wearing a black inner garment, with water dripping from his hair. He cast a small spell, and all the clothes that were originally on the table were put on neatly, and even his hair became dry. He felt refreshed.

After Mo Luofan had been gone for a long time, she slowly leaned out.

"Who are you?" Lotus asked.

Mo Xiaolan pointed at herself and answered, "I...I'm new here."

"Why are you here? Do you know where this is?"

"I just broke in accidentally. I'll leave immediately. I'll leave immediately."

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After leaving Nange Palace, she finally let go of her anxious heart, but she was also worried that the mysterious man would tell on her. Although he saved her, that flower was still Mo Luofan's person, so it was hard not to be wary.

"Hey!" Suddenly someone patted her shoulder, and she screamed in fright. She turned around and saw that it was Duan Shuangying. She still looked arrogant, with her hands folded in front of her chest, looking at the person in front of her: "What are you doing here?"

"I...passed by..."

"Passing by?" Duan Shuangying obviously didn't believe it: "Sneaky."

"Uh..." She glanced to the side and deliberately changed the subject: "Miss Duan looks dusty, where did she go?"

"Let me be in charge of the memorial service at the cemetery...why don't you go with us?"

Although Duan Shuangying can't do anything to Mingyao, it's good to vent his anger by touching the people around her."

"The cemetery." Mo Xiaolan thought about it and thought that Ruo Xiangsi's grave seemed to be in the cemetery. This time she was going there to pay tribute to the lady, so she blurted out: "Your Majesty is so good to the lady. After so much time, why didn't he marry her again..."

"Shut up now!" Duan Shuangying roared, "The ceremony is not about worshipping some lady, and don't tell His Majesty that the lady is dead, or you will suffer the consequences." She took a deep breath and calmed down her anger, "This time, you just stay by my side and wait for my arrangements."

When Ming Yao learned that Mo Xiaolan was arranged to go to the cemetery to pay tribute, she immediately became upset. As everyone knows, she and Duan Shuangying are incompatible, and both of them tried their best to intimidate each other. This time, Duan Shuangying chose someone around her to go to the memorial service. Without even thinking about it, everyone knew that this person must have some bad intentions again.

"No, no!" Ming Yao wandered around the room: "Why don't I find an excuse to ask for you."

"Looking at your expression, it seems as if the memorial service at the cemetery is a den of dragons and tigers." Mo Xiaolan took a sip of tea calmly.

"That's not a den of dragons and tigers, it's the gate to hell, there's no return!" Ming Yao sat down, sat beside her and snatched the teacup from her hand: "Why are you still so leisurely now?"

"You didn't tell me what the memorial service was about, so why should I be anxious?"

"The demon race's rituals are different from those of humans. They require living sacrifices..." Ming Yao further said, "In the cemetery, the sacrifices are not to the ancestors, but to the bloodthirsty Qilin, a demon beast. Legend has it that this Qilin was the mount of the first Demon Lord. It protects the demon race, but requires a living sacrifice every ten years."

"You mean Duan Shuangying wants me to be a living sacrifice?"

"That's not what I meant. Although she is a bit annoying, she usually won't use such vicious and cruel tricks. At most, she will make you look bad in front of everyone and slap me in the face." Ming Yao took a sip of tea and continued, "It's just that the place is extremely dangerous. Although there is a demon king in charge, I still don't want you to take risks."

"But the memorial service is coming soon. What if we can't replace the person temporarily?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

"This is also what I'm most worried about. She must have arranged for you to go with her a long time ago. She only gave you the news today because she had this wishful thinking." Ming Yao gritted her teeth when she mentioned this.

Mo Xiaolan didn't want to embarrass her. After all, she had been bothering her since she arrived here, so she held Mingyao's hand and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I have the ability to protect myself. It's only half a month, but I'll be gone for ten days this time, so please help me find my body in this city."

"Of course." Suddenly Mingyao seemed to have thought of something and stood up: "Yes, I have thought of a way."

On the morning of the day when they set out for the cemetery, Mo Xiaolan saw the "solution" that Mingyao mentioned.

Qing Jing smiled and waved at her foolishly, then ran over at a very fast speed. When Duan Shuangying saw him, her face became even darker.

"You..." Mo Xiaolan was riding on the horse, watching Qing Jing walking by her side with a smile and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I didn't want to come at first, but Yaoyao was worried that that girl Duan would do something bad to you, so she sent me here to protect you." As he said that, he patted his chest, turned around and rode on the black horse side by side with the white horse ridden by Mo Xiaolan.

"Your rules are interesting. You can't withdraw people, but you can add people."

Qing Jing had no face to tell her that he had shamelessly asked His Majesty for this, he just smiled foolishly as usual: "Maybe this is the benefit of being in a high position and having great power."

After getting ready, the large army set out towards the Demon Realm. Once they entered the Demon Realm, the sudden demonic power made Mo Xiaolan a little uncomfortable for a while. She was wobbly while riding on the horse and almost fell off. Fortunately, Qing Jing was quick to support her: "But it's your first time in the Demon Realm, are you a little uncomfortable?"

Mo Xiaolan nodded: "I feel a little drunk."

"Maybe it's the intoxication of spiritual power. The spiritual power of the demon world is much heavier than that of the human world. People who come here for the first time will only be intoxicated by spiritual power unless they have someone with strong spiritual power to support them. But it will be much more comfortable in the future." After Qing Jing helped her steady herself, he turned the horse's head and came to the carriage behind. He knocked on the window gently, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing half of the face inside: "What's wrong?"

"Miss You is here for the first time, and she is a little intoxicated by spiritual power. You are the only one with the highest spiritual power in this place. Why don't you let her get into the carriage and rest for a while. I see that she is shaky, and I'm afraid she will fall down in the next second." Qing Jing looked at Mo Luofan, fearing that he would refuse. After all, before coming, Ming Yao had repeatedly instructed him to take good care of You Huang and not let her make any mistakes.

Mo Luofan, who was in the car, leaned out to look. Seeing that the person in front was indeed a little shaky, he tacitly allowed her to come in. After getting approval, Qing Jing immediately rode forward, and soon there was one more person in the car.

After Mo Xiaolan got into the car, she fanned the air with her hands and said, "You guys are still drunk with spiritual power. You're almost gone without a chance of return."

But thinking that when she first came here, she didn't feel any intoxicated spiritual power because Ming Fan was by her side, or maybe her soul was not complete now and she really didn't have any extra spiritual power to defend against this powerful impact.

Mo Luofan ignored her and just closed his eyes and meditated. She didn't want to bore herself, so she leaned against the wooden board behind her and fell asleep.

Today's dream was a bit strange. In the dream, she actually dreamed of Mo Luofan and a masked person beside her. The two seemed to be talking about something. She walked forward curiously and wanted to eavesdrop. The person took off his mask and it turned out to be her...

"Ah!" After waking up from the dream, Mo Luofan's enlarged face also appeared in front of her. She was so scared that she turned back and said that her head hit the wooden board behind her: "What are you doing!"

"What were you talking about just now?"

"What did you say?" She touched the bump on the back of her head and said, "Don't you know that people who talk in their sleep can't remember what they said after they wake up? How would I know what I said?"

"You're yelling..." He stared at her with a pair of eagle-like eyes, and slowly uttered three words: "Mo, Xiao, Lan."

These three words frightened her, and she got goose bumps all over her body. The person in front of her didn't seem to let her go, so she pressed on, "Why did you call her by that name? Do you know her?"

Done!

This is a life-threatening question! Mo Xiaolan gritted her teeth and thought to herself: How can I say that I know her? Will she regard me as an accomplice and kill me together? If I say that I don’t know her, how can I explain my dream talk?

"Why, are you thinking about how to deceive me?"

Wow, brother, you are really good at guessing people's minds. Do you need a prize for that? Mo Xiaolan rolled her eyes in her heart.

"Mo Xiaolan, that's the one..." Suddenly, she had an idea and began to speak confidently, "I know her, of course I know her, but we may not be talking about the same person. The person I called is a good friend of mine. She is Mo as in stranger, Xiao as in big or small, and Lan as in blue, Mo Xiaolan."

"Really?" The big guy in front of him obviously didn't believe even a single punctuation mark.

"Really?" He lied without blushing or feeling any nervousness.

Just as Mo Luofan was about to ask further questions, their carriage was suddenly hit by something huge. Fortunately, the two men grabbed the things in the carriage in time to prevent them from flying out.