The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

The imperial city was in chaos at this time, and there was no one on the streets. Mo Xiaolan wanted to go to the Holy Church Palace first to ask Ruo Xiangsi for help, but it was too late when she arrived. The Holy Church Palace had already received the news and went to the altar for rescue.

The two men came to the altar, knocked out two guards, changed into their clothes, and blended in with the demon guards.

Just as what was described in the book, the people of the Holy Church Palace were no match for the Imperial City Guards and were defeated. Ruo Xiangsi and her leaders were arrested one after another.

Qing Jing was wearing the black robe of the previous Demon Lord and standing in front of the altar. The guards behind him were holding the boy with the ghost mask. The people under the altar knelt down one after another to welcome the new master. Only Ruo Xiangsi refused to kneel.

“Qing Jing!” she shouted, “You are not from my demon clan. Now you are trying to seize the position of Demon Lord. You are unworthy of the title and will be punished by heaven.”

“Hahahaha.” Qing Jing laughed three times towards the sky and said, “God’s punishment? Now, I am the sky, who dares to punish me? Which young master of your demon clan? What a pity, he is not here. This supreme position belongs only to me!”

Ming Fan pulled the corner of Mo Xiaolan's clothes and asked, "What will happen if he finds the young master of the demon clan?"

Mo Xiaolan said: "Use him as bait to attract the divine power."

"What if it's fake?"

"Then it will be a waste of time." Before Mo Xiaolan could react, Ming Fan stuffed a short dagger into her hand and said, "Although this dagger cannot kill him, it can at least force him to reveal his true form. I will find a chance to subdue him and force him to reveal his true form, and you will find a chance to stab him in the vital area.

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan nodded.

Ming Fan took off his cape and hat and jumped onto the altar: "I'm so sorry, what if he's here?"

When the held hostage Mo Luofan saw him, he immediately turned his head to look at the crowd below the stage and silently said in his heart: "Master, you must not be here."

Qing Jing turned to look at him, a smile on his face: "I was kind enough to let you go, but you rushed here to die?"

"It's not certain who is here to die." Ming Fan conjured up a folding fan out of thin air and attacked him. After several rounds of attacks, Qing Jing was hit in the arm by his fan. What flowed out was not blood, but green fluorescence. He felt a chaos in his mind and half squatted down.

"Are you the Ghost King Mingfan?"

Just as Ming Fan was about to take a step forward, someone's words flooded into his mind.

"I am the real Qing Jing. Your Qingfeng Water God Fan is an ancient artifact that can enlighten the body and mind and break evil spells. The one attached to me now is an ancient evil beast. Your attacks have no effect on it. Only the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, which is also an ancient artifact, can destroy it."

Ming Fantong replied with the art of speech: "The Xuantian Liuguang Sword is not here now, so subdue it first, and then destroy it in one fell swoop when the Liuguang Sword comes."

After knowing that the Qingfeng Water God Fan was his weakness, Fan Yan's attacks became more and more fierce. The Qingfeng Water God Fan was not good for killing, but was more for defense. Since this ancient evil beast was afraid of ancient artifacts, that was just perfect.

Sure enough, facing the attack of the Water God Fan, Qing Jing slowly lost the battle. The tip of the fan was pointing at his neck, and the slightest movement would cause injury.

"Young master is wise. I know I am wrong." Under the power of the Water God Fan, Qing Jing did not dare to move and had to admit defeat. Seeing that he had given in, Ming Fan took back the fan and went to untie the rope on Mo Luofan.

Just when they thought everything was over, Qing Jing slowly stood up, holding a dagger that was emitting black smoke and stabbed straight into Mingfan's back.

"Xiaofan!" Mo Xiaolan jumped onto the stage, but was still a step too late. The sword blade had already penetrated Mingfan's body. Waves of red spiritual power rushed out from the wound.

"You are not the young master of the demon clan? Are you from the ghost world?" Qing Jing was shocked.

The ghost clan is different from the demon clan and the human clan. When the latter two are injured, what oozes out is blood, but the ghost clan has no entity. Everything is just a body transformed by spiritual power. When they are injured, what oozes out is ghost spiritual power.

Mo Xiaolan kicked Qing Jing away, but the dagger was still stuck in Mingfan's body. She couldn't pull it out, nor could she keep it.

"Xiao Lan, pull it out." Ming Fan said.

"But." Mo Xiaolan's hands were shaking a little, and it looked a little painful.

"It's okay." Ming Fan saw the anxiety in her heart: "It won't hurt."

Mo Xiaolan nodded, took a deep breath, grasped the handle of the dagger and pulled hard. Mingfan frowned, saying that it would be a lie to say it didn't hurt.

Qing Jing stood up slowly, looked at the people in front of him and shouted: "Now that things have come to this, if we have to die, let's die together!"

Many black stripes appeared on his face, and his eyes turned red, like a mad beast. Ruo Lunhan shouted, "Isn't this the ancient evil beast that Jiu Tian Xuan Nu subdued?"

What?

Mo Xiaolan opened her eyes wide, "What the hell? An ancient evil beast? Is there such a part in the original novel?"

A black gorilla appeared behind Qing Jing, full of murderous intent. Wherever he went was corroded by evil spirits. He first attacked Mo Luofan. Mo Luofan, who was now in the promotion stage, could not withstand this ancient evil beast which was only level 100 and still in a strong state. Although he cut off one of its hands, the hand grew back again and was finally knocked down by him. Mingfan followed closely behind, but he was injured. Although he had an ancient artifact in his hand, he could only exert the fourth or fifth level of his power and was soon defeated.

"Xiao Lan." Ming Fan grabbed Mo Xiao Lan's hand, handed her the Qingfeng Water God Fan and said, "Ancient evil beasts can only be subdued with an ancient artifact of equal quality."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan nodded, jumped into the air with the Water God Fan, opened the fan and swung it vigorously. The evil beast seemed to be blinded and roared, and its dangerous force knocked her down from the air. Just when she thought she was about to fall to the ground, a powerful spiritual power caught her before she landed. Not far away, Ruo Xiangsi's wrist emitted a faint light, and sweat dripped on her forehead. Mo Xiaolan glanced at her, turned over in the air, and landed steadily.

"Teacher sister." Ruo Xiangsi ran to her and waved her slender little hand in front of her, and the pain in Mo Xiaolan's body disappeared immediately.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaolan nodded to her to express her gratitude.

"Is this the Qingfeng Water God Fan?" Ruo Lunhan had stood behind them without them noticing. Mo Xiaolan nodded, "That's right."

"That's great." Ruo Lunhan said, "Thousands of years ago, an evil beast threatened the world. It was the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens and the Immortal Lord of Water who joined forces to subdue it and sealed it in the Demon Realm. The weapons they used were the Qingfeng Water God Fan and the Xuantian Liuguang Sword. Afterwards, the two immortals disappeared one after another, along with these two artifacts. Since then, there have been no more immortals in the world."

Xuantian Liuguang Sword?

Mo Xiaolan didn't know whether to be happy or not. Now that she had the Xuantian Liuguang Sword and the Qingfeng Water God Fan in her hands, she had at least a 50 to 60 percent chance of winning against this evil beast.

"Ming Fan." Mo Xiaolan threw the fan back to him: "Watch the opportunity."

After saying this, she clasped her hands together, and a purple-blue light emerged from her hands.

"Xuantian Liuguang Sword!"

In an instant, a blue light shot straight into the sky. After the blue light dissipated, Mo Xiaolan slashed at it with a sword. It subconsciously blocked it with its hand, but this time the chopped hand did not grow back.

"Is it the real Xuantian Liuguang Sword?" It was shocked and shouted: "So what if it's Xuantian Liuguang? You are not that little girl Jiutian, and he is not the Water God. You can't stand me!"

Mingfan propped up half of his body and wanted to go to support, but it was not easy for him to even stand up. Ruo Xiangsi held him down and continued to heal him. Mo Luofan looked at Mingfan, then looked up at Mo Xiaolan who was fighting alone in the air. He gritted his teeth and snatched Mingfan's fan. Seeing this, Mingfan immediately whispered a spell, and the Water God Fan turned into a sword blade in Mo Luofan's hand and pierced into Qingjing's body together with Mo Xiaolan's Xuantian Liuguang Sword. The evil beast roared to the sky, and a light flashed in front of it. The scene now was exactly the same as thousands of years ago. The only difference was that the ones who killed it this time were not those two people. The two people in front of him slowly alternated with the people in his memory.

She was dressed in fairy clothes and he had blue hair. He stretched out his hand to her and asked humbly, "If it weren't for him, would you fall in love with me?"

The answer is “No.”

Suddenly, a auspicious cloud appeared in the sky, and colorful light shone down. Mo Xiaolan and Ming Fan's bodies floated up unconsciously and went towards the center of the auspicious cloud.

"Don't go." Mo Luofan held her hand. In the end, he didn't have the courage to take off the mask on his face to face her. Perhaps, even if he kept her, he didn't know how to face her, but at this moment he just didn't want to let go.

Mo Xiaolan smiled back at him: "I should go home."

Come back home?

These two words deeply hurt Mo Luofan's heart. Yes, her home was in the human world, and it was also his home.

Mo Luofan slowly let go and let her disappear into the colorful clouds. Everything seemed like a dream, as if she had never been there.

"Everything is over now." Mo Luofan lowered his head and said softly.

"No, young master, not yet." Ruo Lunhan walked behind him and said.

"what else……"

Suddenly, a sword stabbed his heart. Mo Luofan turned around in disbelief and looked at the person behind him. Ruo Lunhan had a treacherous smile on his face: "Young Master, guess how the ancient evil beast broke through the seal."

"It's... you..."

Qingyao Peak——

When Mo Xiaolan woke up, she was already at the foot of Qingyao Peak. If it weren't for the clothes on her body telling her that everything was real, she would have thought it was a dream.

She returned to Qingling Peak in a daze, sat in front of the steps of the room, staring at the tree in a daze. Suddenly, she saw something red next to the tree. She ran over, grabbed the red cloth and tried to pull it back, but found that she couldn't pull it back. She simply blew up the soil here, and rows of wine jars were buried in the soil, with a wooden box on top. When she opened the wooden box, she saw a letter.

Master, the wine here was hidden by Luo Fan. I want to give it to you as a gift on your birthday. I know it is a stupid thing to bury it under your nose. I hope you won't make it public or drink it secretly after you find out. The wine will become mellow only after it is buried for many years. If you are too lazy to bury it again, just call my name and I will come here right away.

Merovingian

Mo Xiaolan brought a jar of wine, opened the cloth stuffing it, and took a sip. The smell of wine was not very strong, but more of a floral scent.

"Luo Fan." She called softly, but no one answered. She took another sip, called again, took another sip, and called again.

"Merovan."

"Mo Chu."

"The leading actor!"

"Little apprentice."

"Didn't you say that you would appear as soon as I called you?"

"Blue girl?" Mu Qingxue came over and snatched the wine jar from her hand: "You are drunk."

"Drunk?"

"drunk."

Mo Xiaolan hugged Mu Qingxue's waist, buried her head in her arms and said, "I saw Luo Fan. Did he think I wouldn't recognize him with a mask on? He was so naive. I am his master, his real master. How could he not recognize me? If he had called me at that time, I would have stayed there to train with him. But he didn't want to call me, and he didn't even want to say a word to me. He held me back, why didn't he say, "Don't leave? I can do it, I can do it."

Mu Qingxue patted her on the back, thinking she was talking nonsense.

There was a flash on Mo Xiaolan's ring finger on her right hand, like a ring.