The Different Life of the Villain Boss

"How much is this child, I bought it!"

In the mortal world, the people are in dire straits, wars are everywhere, and corrupt officials are rampant. It is so common for this scene to happen on the border of the mortal world. Normally, passers-by would not come forward to take a look.

Mu Yunyan took her mother's hand and watched her mother hand over the money to a sallow and thin man. The man thanked him for a long time, and sent the child who was only six years old but looked like he was not even four years old. mother's hand.

The mother took the grass label on the child's head, took the child's dirty little hand, smiled gently at Mu Yunyan, and said, "We bought a total of seventeen children this time. Yes, a total of 120 and five children."

"Mother, do you want them to accompany me to cultivate immortals?" Xuanshuang asked innocently.

"No," Mu Linlang shook her head, and said to the child behind her, "Follow closely, if you lose, just wait to starve to death! You will never meet someone like me who will spend money on you losers people!"

Mu Yunyan was stunned. She suddenly felt that her mother was an unprecedented stranger. At this time, she heard her mother's indifferent voice: "Yan'er, today, I will teach you another truth. There is no free food in the world. If you want to get If you want something, you have to give up something, Yan'er, that money is the hard work money for these children!"

"Mother!" Looking at her mother, Mu Yunyan suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Mother, what do you want to do?"

"It doesn't matter what I do. What's important is that you want to be happy. Let me end the grievances of the previous generation. I'll do all the blood." Mu Linlang smiled slightly, holding her daughter's fingers tightly. ,very tight.

"You just have to remember that the only person your mother will never hurt in this life is you, and you are my daughter." A rare smile appeared in Mu Linlang's eyes, and she was already looking forward.

Refugees who had long been hungry and desperate to eat slowly surrounded them. Although the money in this woman's hand was not too much, it was by no means too little. As long as they could grab the money, they would not go hungry within a few days.

This was the first time Mu Yunyan saw her mother make a move. She pulled out a strange thing from her hair. Mu Yunyan had seen the immortal weapons used by those cultivators, either a knife or a sword, or a whip, strangely shaped She has seen many fairy artifacts, but she has never seen this one before.

Mu Linlang smiled lightly and said, "This is a magic weapon called a bloodthirsty hairpin. It was passed down from your grandmother, and it is also the only thing your grandmother left to your mother. Take a look at it!"

The bloodthirsty hairpin was originally an extremely vicious weapon, but in Mu Linlang's hands it seemed to come alive, and it attacked the hungry people surrounded in front of it. Where the bloodthirsty hairpin flew over, seven or eight of the ten people were killed. The bloodthirsty hairpin sucked half of her blood, and when the bloodthirsty hairpin fell into her hands again, her phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she said coldly, "If you don't get lost, don't blame me for killing you all!"

The hungry people scattered in fear, Mu Linlang looked down at her daughter: "In this world, survival is the most important thing for people. If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. There are some things that have to be done. In the future, there is no need to kill people. Don't kill, those who must be killed must not be soft-hearted! Do you understand?"

"Understood, mother." Mu Yunyan looked at Lin Lang in a daze.

"It's almost sold out, let's meet up with Dan'er and Qionger, it's time to go home." Mu Linlang stroked her daughter's hair and looked ahead

Mu Yunyan came back to her senses and said coquettishly, "Mother, I want the bloodthirsty hairpin to be my talisman, is it okay?" The four-year-old child stared at the jade hairpin in Mu Linlang's hand with sparkling eyes.

Mu Linlang pondered for a long time before replying, "No."

"Why? Didn't mother say that this is the weapon used by grandma? Why can't I use it?" The little girl asked curiously, mist of grievance formed in her innocent eyes. She knew that mother liked her the most. up.

Mu Linlang raised her forehead, and her daughter used this trick to deal with her again, but this matter was different. She turned her head and deliberately did not look at the child's expectant eyes, and sighed, "You used this hairpin as your natal artifact. That's right, the righteous way of the entire Three Realms, they don't care if you are good or bad, this hairpin is enough for them to kill you! Then you will have countless troubles, and you will also put yourself in a dangerous place, this is not mother wanted to see."

Seeing that Mu Linlang's eyes were serious and her tone was never severe, Mu Yunyan's eyes turned dark and she changed the subject, "Mother, what is the right way?"

Sighing, seeing how well-behaved her daughter is, Mu Linlang couldn't bear to let her be unhappy after all. Remember, don’t kill innocent people indiscriminately. The so-called right way of cultivating immortals and crooked ways of evil spirits exist for power and profit. If you sacrifice the bloodthirsty hairpin, don’t touch the so-called right way. Everyone knows that your talisman is the bloodthirsty hairpin!"

"Then mother, my talisman is the bloodthirsty hairpin! I want to sacrifice her. If my mother can use it, I can use it too. I don't care about the decent family. What I care about is whether I can protect my mother well." Xiao Xiao The girl held her hand, tilted her head, trying to show a bright smile.

A few days later, Mu Linlang brought Mu Yunyan and Wendan Wenqiong together, and together they established the underground royal city, Nether Valley, in Wanji Mountain.

Mu Linlang in Nether Valley vowed that one day she would rebuild the Demon Realm in Wanji Mountain, but it turned out that the former site of the Demon Realm was in Wanji Mountain.

"From today onwards, you are my shadows, my slaves, I bought you to protect the eldest lady, but you must have the qualifications to stand in front of my daughter!" Mu Linlang's voice echoed in the silent valley , she was dressed in red, extremely dazzling, looking at the well-washed children in front of her, pointed to the facilities around her, "From now on, this is where you will live for several years, if you don't meet my requirements, don't blame me even if you die! "

There was no emotion in her eyes, and two dull-eyed men walked out from behind her, both of whom she exchanged from Duobao Pavilion with a certain price to transform the god monks, she said: "Your conditions are met , your life, give me a hundred years, and after a hundred years, you can leave."

She took her daughter's hand and slowly told the two men all the training methods. The puppet has one advantage, they will never forget the master's order, and they will strictly implement everything the master ordered.

"Although the Demon Realm is dead, my grandparents have left me unparalleled wealth. These things can make us live a good life. Yan'er, if you don't want to live such a life, you can choose to travel. Let me tell you these things now." You may not understand, but when you build a foundation soon, you can still live happily and fulfill many of your wishes." The corners of Mu Linlang's mouth curled up slightly, and her red lips were enchanting.

Ranking of monks in the Three Realms: Qi training, foundation building, fusion, Jindan, Yuanying, out of body, distraction, fit, Mahayana, crossing robbery, human immortal, heavenly immortal, golden immortal, Da Luo Jinxian, Jiutian Xuanxian, Luotian Shangxian, Immortal Lord, Immortal Emperor, Immortal Venerable

Ranking of demon monks: gas gathering, body refining, condensing essence, demon infant, out of body, separation of consciousness, fit, broken void, mahayana, crossing catastrophe, demon king, demon god, demon venerable

Note: Each stage of comprehension is divided into initial stage, middle stage and late stage. After Mahayana, there is no distinction between early stage, middle stage and late stage