The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Sure enough, Mo Fan was found in Xianke’s radish field.

This time he was not pulling out the carrots, but was eating them secretly, like a little mouse stealing food.

"There's delicious food in the house, why are you eating carrots here?"

Hearing Mo Xiaolan's voice, he immediately turned around, holding a half-eaten carrot in his hand: "Sister Xiaolan, you don't want to eat the food your apprentice prepared for you, but you want to control what I eat."

"Are you angry?" Mo Xiaolan tilted her head and looked at him.

“No.” He turned his head away. “At worst, I can just learn from him in the future.”

"You say you're not angry, but your little mouth is so pouty you could hang a carrot from it."

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips, as if a dragonfly touched the water.

"Sister, do you think I'm easy to deal with?" Mo Fan dropped the carrot in his hand, hugged her waist and kissed her hard. Mo Xiaolan did not push him away, but hugged his neck and moved closer to them.

This kiss deeply hurt Mo Luofan's heart. He hid behind a tree in the darkness, but he did not have the courage to step forward to interrupt them.

The master probably really likes this young husband.

He turned and left. If he had always held on to a glimmer of hope, maybe his master liked Mo Fan so much because Mo Fan looked like him?

But after seeing this scene, he understood that everything he had was nothing but an illusion.

The master had never kissed him on his own initiative, and every time they kissed, she would show a hint of resistance.

He simply thought that his master was embarrassed, but now he realized that it was not because of embarrassment, but because of the person he was with.

"The rumors are true, right? Because I look like the one that Master likes, I got a little bit of warmth from him."

He had not taken a few steps when he felt a strange sweetness and happiness in his chest, as if he was sad and happy at the same time. Mo Luofan stopped and began to doubt whether he was mentally normal.

Suddenly he thought of something, turned his head and continued to look at the two people hugging each other, picked up a stone on the ground, and threw it directly at Mo Fan. There was a scream from the other side, followed by a nameless anger in Mo Fan's heart, but it was quickly suppressed by the sudden joy.

He immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body to explore, and sure enough, the man had the same aura as him.

It turns out that it’s not that I look like him, but that he looks like me.

No, he is me, Mo Fan Mo Fan. Is it taken from the name of Mo Xiaolan and Mo Luofan?

So, Master's kindness to Mo Fan can be said to be good to me...

Master, oh master, you are really scaring my sister to death.

Mo Luofan trotted over, hugged Mo Xiaolan, and kissed her on the forehead.

Mo Fan's eyes widened as he strode forward to separate the two of them, protecting Mo Xiaolan behind him like he was protecting food: "What are you doing? Only I can do this kiss."

After knowing the truth, Mo Luofan felt that Mo Fan was really pleasing to the eye, so he didn't bother with him, laughed loudly towards the sky and walked back the same way.

Leaving two people confused.

"Sister Xiaolan, what's going on with him?"

"I think he's sick."

-

Ghost World——

Chu Qin rubbed her red eyes and walked into this strange place.

She had just been playing hide and seek with her friends, but she couldn't find them and instead walked into this spooky-looking place.

There seemed to be some light ahead, so she walked over and gently pushed open the door.

The light in here was very dim. There was a layer of red gauze hanging on the bed, and a figure was reflected on the gauze.

She walked over with curiosity, lifted the veil and took a look.

A handsome man who was three times more charming than the beauty was half lying on the couch, with a few strands of black hair falling on his shoulders, his pajamas half-removed, and a dazed look in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Chu Qin asked with his head tilted.

The man did not speak, still maintaining the original posture and movements. The only change was his weak breathing.

"Miss Chu."

A male voice sounded behind her. Chu Qin turned around, saw the man coming, jumped off the bed and ran over.

"Brother Jun."

"Good boy." Jun Guhong picked her up and patted her back. Chu Qin asked, "Brother Jun, who is this brother? Is he sleeping?"

"Yes, this brother is sick and needs to rest."

"Then Chu Qin won't disturb my brother's rest."

After sending Chu Qin out, Jun Guhong turned back.

Sitting on the bed, he reached out and stroked the side of the person's face: "We once agreed to be each other's most loyal partners, why do you want to go back on your word now?"

-

Ruo Xiangsi stepped into the library, which was in a mess. Books of all sizes were piled on the floor, and the scene was horrible.

"Your Majesty? Are you there?" she called softly.

Suddenly, a huge pile of books was turned over from inside, and Merofan emerged, holding a yellowed book in his hand: "I found it. In ancient times, there were also souls that were split and became independent. The ancestors at that time took the blood of their clones' souls and placed them beside them, and they could obtain a free body that was not affected."

"So, what does Your Majesty want to do?" asked Ruo Xiangsi.

"Take Mo Fan's blood so that I can leave Qingyuan Sect without hurting him. I want to go to the ghost world to get Yan back."

"Your Majesty, are you so sure that Lord Yan is in the ghost world?"

"It's just speculation." Mo Luofan held his forehead helplessly and said, "Three years ago, Yan came to bid farewell to me and resigned from the position of Left Protector. He said that he had found the love of his life and was willing to retire to the mountains with him."

He crawled out from the pile of books while saying, "At that time, I asked him who that person was. He didn't elaborate, only saying that he was from the ghost world. I thought that he had been working for the demon clan all the time, and had been protecting me to fulfill his father's wishes. I finally had a wish, so I agreed to it. But not long after, he came back with injuries all over his body. Not only did he lose most of his cultivation, but he also lost a large section of his ribs. I found the cold scale dragon bones to barely serve as his new ribs to support him from becoming a useless person. He has never concealed anything from me, but this time he didn't mention why he was injured. That day in the sword-making room..."

Mo Luofan blushed as he said this, and turned his head slightly to continue, "Maybe the girl from the ghost world he likes came to see him, and he followed her without saying a word. I'm afraid he has forgotten how miserable he was before. This time I'm just here to support him. If he and the girl are truly in love, and the girl won't hurt him again, I'll let him propose marriage and bring her back in a sedan chair. Otherwise, I'll break his legs to bring him back."

It was midnight in the side room of Qingling Waterside Pavilion. A gust of cold wind woke Mo Fan up. He turned over and fell off the edge of the bed in fright.

"What are you doing? Who are you trying to scare in the middle of the night?"

Merofan didn't answer him, but drew his dagger and walked towards him.

Ghost World——

Jun Guhong walked in hurriedly, and Ming Beilin was lying weakly on the bed.

He didn't know what kind of drug Jun Guhong had given him. He was only conscious for one hour a day, but his limbs were still unable to move.

"You still don't want to talk to me?" Jun Guhong looked at the person in front of him. Ming Beilin turned his head away and didn't look at him.

"Whatever." He sighed and tried to force a smile. "When we get to the new place, I will be the only person you face every day. Someone as noisy as you will speak one day. I can wait."

Jun Guhong stood up to take the clothes from the hanger and put them on him: "Your Lord Demon has come to the ghost world. If he comes, he will definitely take you away. We can't stay here anymore. Let's go to a new place. Didn't you say you wanted to retire to the mountains with me? Although it's two years late, it doesn't matter. Let's go now."

Jun Guhong carried Ming Beilin on his back and covered him with a black cloak.

The ghost market was as lively as usual, almost like a festive season on earth.

The people here have been gone for a long time and only remember a few moments of time, remembering these festive days. Therefore, the Ghost King treats every day as a festive day, giving the last beauty to those who have reincarnated.

Mo Luofan came in a white robe, standing out in the bustling crowd.

He was not moved by the bustle around him. On the other side of the crowd, Ming Beilin, who was carried by Jun Guhong, felt the breath from the Demon Lord, but he could not move, and even could not speak. Jun Guhong fed him another pill before leaving. Now, he could only move his eyes.

The Demon Lord's aura was growing stronger, and with Mo Luofan right beside him, the chance of being rescued was right in front of him.

He tried hard to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter how hard he tried.

Demon Lord, save me, Demon Lord.

I have thought of these words countless times in my mind, but I just can't say them out loud.

"Demon...Lord" There was a sharp pain in the throat, and the bloody sweet taste instantly filled the mouth.

Nightmare? Mo Luofan was startled, stopped, turned around and looked. The crowd was crowded, there was nothing unusual, not even a suspicious person.

"Did I hear it wrong?" Mo Luofan turned around and continued to walk towards the Ghost King's Palace. Not long after he left, a figure vaguely appeared not far from him.

"You are worthy of being the Demon Lord. If this wasn't the ghost world, I would have been exposed in front of him." He turned his head and looked at the person on his back: "You actually used brute force to resist my poison, aren't you afraid of ruining your nice voice?"

Outside the Ghost King's Mansion——

Before Mo Luofan stepped into the Ghost King's Mansion, the door slowly opened and Ming Fan, dressed in red, walked out. Mo Luofan had never seen him in the form of a Ghost King before, and compared to their encounter with the Demon Clan five years ago, he had become much stronger.

Ming Fan stopped and bowed slightly to him, saying, “The matter of Jun Guhong was a major mistake of the ghost world.”

Mo Luofan was shocked. He hadn't spoken yet, but this person already knew his intention? It seemed that the matter between Ming Beilin and that person was not only a loss of a right-hand man for the Demon Lord, but also for the ghost world.

"Then please ask Ghost King to tell me everything you know."

Jun Guhong is a well-respected Dark Guard King in the ghost world. Only high-ranking officials in the Ghost King's Palace have seen his true face a few times. He is also a good brother of the Ghost King Mingfan who has been through life and death with him.

He has a capricious personality, is good at changing his face, and hides his emotions very well. It is difficult for anyone to see his true inner thoughts and ideas. His greatest means is to kill people and destroy their hearts.

four years ago--

"Join the Dark Guard King."

"Where is the king?" Jun Guhong asked as he handed the box in his hand to the maid beside him.

"The king returned from the demon world with serious injuries and is now recuperating."

“I have also heard about what happened to the king in the demon world. Beauty is a disaster and must be eliminated.” Jun Guhong clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, news broke that Mo Xiaolan, the head of Qingyuan Sect's Qingling Peak, was ambushed. The murderer was brutal and each move was fatal. The sect leader used half of his cultivation to save Mo Xiaolan and barely managed to save his life. The four major sects worked together to investigate the murderer, but to no avail.

"Although I failed to get rid of this evil, it is still a forbidden warning." Jun Guhong looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Since the king was injured because of the Demon Lord, then I will cut off one of the Demon Lord's left and right arms to make amends and even if we are even."

Jun Guhong knew very well that he could not touch the new Demon Lord, so he set his sights on the saint girl, Ruo Xiangsi, who was one of his right-hand men. The method of killing someone and destroying their heart was the most deadly, and women were always the ones who were most deeply moved by emotions.

Demonic world——

"Is it really okay for Your Excellency to go into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain to practice alone?" Ruo Xiangsi put down the teacup in her hand, vaguely worried.

Demons are everywhere in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and it is a place where thugs gather. The first Demon Lord spent a lot of effort to seal them all in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

"Saint, please relax." The man wearing a dark blue cloak and masking his face said, "The Demon Lord is the strongest among all the successors. He is proficient in the skills of the Qingyuan and Demon Spirit sects. He will definitely return safely."

"I hope so." Although she knew how powerful Mo Luofan was, she was still vaguely worried in her heart and clasped her hands together to pray for him.

"Waiter, bring me a pot of tea."

Ruo Xiangsi looked up and saw a tall man approaching. The man lifted the cloak on his head, revealing his true face and said, "The inn is full. Can I fight with you two?"

"Of course." Ruo Xiangsi nodded.

The man sat down and said, "My name is Jun Guhong, I am a free magic cultivator. You two look like magic cultivators as well."

Ruo Xiangsi looked at the man beside her and nodded, "Yes, my name is Ruo Xiangsi, and he is Yan."

"Nightmare?" Jun Guhong smiled. "It is said that there is a hermit tribe among the demons, called the Nightmare Clan. The Nightmare Clan is famous for its charm and illusions, and does not appear with its real name. I never thought I could see it here. I am so lucky."

"Thank you." Yan ignored him.

Jun Guhong didn't want to make trouble for himself, his target was not this big and strong man, so whether he was from the Nightmare Clan or any other clan, it was none of his business. "

"Since we are both cultivators of magic, can I practice with you? After all, one more person means one more opportunity..."

"It's not convenient." Yan rejected him first.

It would be fine if his and Ruo Xiangsi's identities were discovered, but if Mo Luofan's identity was discovered, it would be a big trouble.

I don’t know whether this person is good or bad, but no matter whether he is good or bad, it is always good to be more careful.

Besides, Mo Luofan already has him and Ruo Xiangsi to protect him, so there is really no need to bring an unknown person around.

"Okay then." Jun Guhong nodded and said, "If we meet again in the mountains and rivers, we..."

Snapped--

The door of the inn was pushed open, and a 19-year-old boy walked in, covering his wounds.