The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Mo Xiaolan fell into the demon world barrier, fortunately the barrier was there, otherwise she might have broken her arms and legs. She rubbed her head and looked around at the scene in front of her. It was a place where there was no grass, but there were many bones and a strong smell of blood in the air. She pinched her nose involuntarily.

"Fuck, what's going on? There's no such part in the original novel. Why was I pushed down for no reason?"

Could it be...'

As she thought about it, dozens of novels about strong and domineering female travelers appeared in her mind, and she naturally drew herself into them, revealing a sinister smile. "Did I make a mistake from the beginning? I'm not following the path of a vicious master who turns prodigal, but the standard routine of those strong female travelers. The traveler is the protagonist, and I will go through all the routines that the protagonist will go through, fighting monsters and leveling up, collecting concubines like crazy, sitting on the position of the master of the world, and then all the handsome, accomplished and still breathing boys here are mine? Well, isn't this a bit too happy~"

"Then let's take the first step in the main character's strategy!" Mo Xiaolan stood up suddenly and pointed to a place not far away and shouted, "Let's clear the main quest and start!"

"What are you doing there, all by yourself?"

Suddenly, a gentle male voice sounded behind her, and Mo Xiaolan's eyes turned into crescents. "From the sound of his voice, it's definitely a gentle and handsome boy. Here he comes, the first one in the harem!"

She turned around suddenly and almost killed her.

"It's you?"

Isn’t the person in front of her the young man in golden clothes who owes her several hundred taels?

"Wait, aren't you a mortal? Wouldn't an unarmed mortal be instantly reduced to ashes when entering the demon world? What happened to you? Have you ascended to heaven?"

"Who told you I'm a mortal?" Young Master Jin took off his outer robe and turned it towards her with a red face, then put it on her body. Mo Xiaolan then noticed that when she fell just now, she passed through a large group of branches, and not only did she not get caught on any of them, but her clothes were also torn. Although those branches were quite conscientious and did not damage any important parts of her clothes, the clothes on her arms and calves were torn to pieces.

"I am from the ghost world. I came here to find my sister who ran away from home. What about you?"

"Me?" Mo Xiaolan thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "Someone thought I was competing with him for his wife, so he sent me to the Demon Realm to have some fun under the pretext of being well-intentioned. Now, he pushed me down."

"Puchi." The young man in golden clothes was obviously amused by her words.

"Hey, hey, hey, big brother, help me, I'm a stranger here, and I want to go to the imperial city to find someone. Can you take me with you? I can also help you find my sister along the way. I'm very strong and can fight ten people at the same time. Don't worry, I will never hold you back." Don't be fooled by the sincerity and naturalness of these words. In fact, she just came down here too suddenly and she didn't bring any money. She was clean and pennyless. The only valuable thing was the jade pendant given to her by Yan Baiyuan, but she needed to use the jade pendant to find that big friend. Otherwise, how could she go back? This is just the entrance, not the exit. Besides, no matter in which society or world, it is still difficult to move forward without money. She would starve to death on the road before she could reach the imperial city to find that so-called "friend".

"Well then." The young man in gold agreed decisively: "I don't know where my sister is either. Instead of looking blindly, it's better to send you to the imperial city while I look for her. Maybe you are a girl who brings luck."

"So you agree to take me with you?"

"Well, let's go together. Besides, you are my creditor, so this journey is like paying back some interest first."

"You're so nice, there's interest! My name is M..." Before she finished speaking, she paused and continued, "Xiao Lan, what's your name?"

"Just call me Xiaofan."

The first thing they did after entering the city was to go to the cloth shop to buy clothes. After all, she couldn't possibly run around in such tattered clothes. After entering the cloth shop, she wanted to just pick one and leave. Her hand naturally rested on a plain dress. Before she could finish her words, Xiao Fan took out a set of emerald green clothes and stuffed them into her hands: "I think my aesthetic taste is still okay. Do you want to try it?"

Mo Xiaolan took the dress and looked at it. There were many small pearls inlaid on the emerald green ruffled sleeves. The skirt was a ruffled group that was short in front of the knees and long in the back to the calf, with many folds covering it.

After she changed her clothes and came out, the shop owner brought in a mirror. The mirrors here are generally yellow and crooked, but she has gotten used to it ←_←. The shopkeeper kept praising her for her beauty.

"How was it?" she asked.

Xiao Fan nodded, and conjured up a string of silver bells out of thin air and hung them on her belt. Mo Xiaolan twisted her waist symbolically, and a string of tinkling bells sounded.

"What a cute bell."

Xiao Fan smiled at her and turned to look at the shopkeeper: "Excuse me, are there any pearl flowers here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The shopkeeper immediately brought out a few green pearl flowers and a comb that matched the clothes with a smile.

Xiao Fan took the items and led her to a stool to sit down. He combed her hair. After a while, a playful and cute double-side-bang hairstyle appeared, which looked very much like the playful and cute female characters in those fairy tales. She couldn't help but think in her heart: "I have wanted to change my style for a long time. Although this body is a little old and yellow, I still look like a cute 18-year-old fairy. I am tired of the serious peak master hairstyle and peak master clothes every day, but I have to wear them like this. Now that I am here, I can finally let myself go! Yeah!"

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Then for some reason, just after leaving the cloth shop, Brother Xiaofan suddenly fell ill. He suddenly felt cold all over and his lips turned white. Mo Xiaolan had to carry him to the nearest inn. As soon as he lay on the bed, he curled up into a ball and his body was as cold as an ice cube. She hurriedly brought a few quilts to cover him, but it didn't work.

He was mumbling something. Mo Xiaolan leaned in to listen. It sounded like he was mumbling something about mother or father.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan." She shook Xiaofan's shoulders hoping to wake him up from the nightmare. He opened his eyes in a daze, and the person in front of him slowly overlapped with his mother's face.

"Mother!" He grabbed Mo Xiaolan and huddled in her arms, shouting, "Mother, mother, Xiaofan, Xiaofan..."

"So you think of me as his mother...his mother." His appearance successfully aroused the maternal love in Mo Xiaolan's heart.

She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bedpost, moved his head to her legs, and gently stroked his face. Only then did Xiao Fan feel a little better. He no longer held on to the corner of her clothes tightly, but held her hand and refused to let go.

It seems that tonight is destined to be a night for sleeping sitting up.

The next morning, Xiao Fan woke up slowly. The first person he saw was Mo Xiaolan sleeping against the bedpost, their hands still tightly clasped.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaolan's head moved and she slowly opened her eyes. Seeing this, he immediately let go of her hand: "Thank you, Xiaolan."

"It's okay!" Mo Xiaolan stretched and said, "Your symptoms seem to be quite serious. Do you need me to get you some medicine?"

"Don't bother, I can go by myself." As he said that, he threw back the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but his legs went weak and he fell back.

"Looks like I'm going to trouble you, Xiao Lan."

Upon learning that they were just some medicines to relieve the cold, although Mo Xiaolan could see that this guy was just teasing her, and who would feel as cold as ice if they had a cold or fever, but since the other person refused to say, she was too embarrassed to ask about it, and just followed some common prescriptions and left the inn to get the medicine.

The pharmacy was far from the inn, one in the south and the other in the north. After she bought the medicine and came out of the pharmacy, the sky had gradually darkened and soon it began to drizzle. She bought an oil-paper umbrella and walked on the street. As she walked, she found that there were fewer and fewer people. There were no more people on the street. She thought that because of the heavy rain, pedestrians had returned home.

Suddenly, a dark blue figure not far away caught her attention. She walked over and saw that it was a young boy hiding in the corner and shivering. The eaves were too short to shield his whole body from the rain. The inn was not far away, only about ten steps away. She walked over, tilted the umbrella in her hand, and blocked the rain from the front for the boy.

The boy looked up. She and he were separated by a thick dark blue ghost mask...

She handed over the umbrella handle in her hand and smiled at the boy: "You take this umbrella."

The young man did not extend his hand, but stared at her with a pair of deep eyes, not daring to leave. If it were not for the faint red color in those deep pupils, she would have naively thought that the young man in front of her was really the apprentice she had pushed off the cliff half a year ago.

Seeing that the boy had no further action, she simply stuffed the umbrella into his hand and ran into the nearby inn in the rain.

Mo Luofan's eyes followed her figure as she entered the inn.

"Master, why did she come here? Could it be that she came here to look for me? Has she forgiven me? Is she willing to come and take me home?"

"Little Lord!"

The communication ring on his hand flashed, Mo Luofan raised his hand, and the ring on the middle finger of his left hand lit up red, followed by Ruo Lunhan's voice.

"Young Master, can Xiangsi be with you?"

"No, I just got separated from her."

"Usually at this time Xiangsi would come to report your current whereabouts to me, but now an hour has passed and she has no news."

"what?"

"Please come back soon, young master."

After turning off the communication ring, Mo Luofan wiped the oil-paper umbrella left by Mo Xiaolan with his cloak, covered it with his body, ran into the inn in the rain, asked for her address, and quietly came to the door and gently placed the oil-paper umbrella in front of the door.

He really wanted to push the door open and see his master, even for just a glance, but he had not finished his work yet. Ruo Xiangsi had done him a favor, and he could not just leave her alone. And the Demon Realm was his true home. He could not allow Qing Jing to kill so many people in order to gain power. After he completed his mission, he would stop being the monarch of the Demon Realm and go home with his master.

"Master, wait for me..."

Mo Xiaolan pushed open the door. There was no one in front of the door. Only an oil-paper umbrella was lying quietly in front of the door. The water stains on the oil-paper umbrella that she had placed on the ground had all dried up, and it was not much different from a new one.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Fan, who was lying in the room, asked.

"It's okay, it's okay." She herself didn't know why she said the second sentence so weakly.