The Different Life of the Villain Boss

Since the establishment of Nether Valley, my mother has never allowed me to see the children she bought to practice. This is the first time I act like a baby beside my mother and I can’t get my original intention, because my mother said, I am a kind person. After reading it, I can't bear it, and I really want to tell her, mother, you worry too much, but unfortunately I haven't said it yet, I'm afraid my mother won't like me like this.

After that, although my mother spent less time with me, I understand my mother's hard work. No matter how long she retreats, she always picks out a few days a month to guide me. Whenever there is something I don't understand, she will always teach me seriously Me, she said to me: "Practice, you must persevere and endure loneliness."

I don’t know when I started calling her mother. Although I feel that this is disrespectful to my mother, there is always a voice in my heart telling me that this is the right way, otherwise I will lose something, and I don’t think my mother will care. As expected, When I didn't say "mother" any more except acting like a baby, she was just dazed and didn't correct my name.

I know that I have always been the most important thing in her mind, because when I was sick, no matter how critical the retreat was, she would come out to take care of me non-stop. At that time, I always wanted her by my side, so I always tried every means to keep Get yourself sick and have a fever.

It wasn't until that year that she was injured because of my petty thinking that I regretted my childish and willful behavior. I cried that day and was also afraid. I thought she would be angry and dislike me, but she stayed What she gave me was a warm smile, and she said: "My baby has finally grown up and knows how to love my mother."

Since that day, I have been calling her mother, just because of the uneasiness in my heart.

On my birthday that year, my mother gave me a very beautiful dress, which was my favorite pure white. My mother said it was my birthday present. She sewed it for me by herself. I like it very much, kid My behavior made me hide the dress for fear of soiling it, because it was sewn for me by my mother.

"Then, will mother always give me presents as long as it's my birthday?" I asked happily, that year was my sixth birthday.

The mother nodded, and with a movement of her fingers, the steaming boiled water in her hand had already turned into ice. She shook it lightly, and the ice cubes turned into crushed ice. She took out the homemade jam, sprinkled a circle on it, and put it on the I held it in my hand, and then said: "Of course, who made you my dearest and most beloved daughter?"

"Mother~~" I leaned into my mother's arms and said with a smile, "What should I do if I don't practice?"

Niang said: "If you don't practice, you can go to Zangshu Pavilion. There are many books in Zangshu Pavilion. You can study what you like, but my girl surnamed Mu doesn't need to know the magic skills like a woman from a family who cultivates immortals. It will be good for you to see more useful things."

I nodded, I had less time to travel outside, my mother spent a year perfecting the interior of the Nether Valley, there are many plants that grow in the dark in the Nether Valley, and my mother planted a lot of killers around the Nether Valley Inside, there is a kind of extremely fragrant flower, which blooms gorgeously. My mother said that this kind of flower is called Guitian, and its fruit is extremely poisonous.

But I don’t know why, but my happiness is much less. I think it’s because my mother spent less time with me. After I grew up, my mother told me the story of the past. The only thing she missed was giving The person who killed the other half of my life, the person who made me feel blocked, I didn’t know why I had different emotions towards a stranger when I was young, even though that stranger was the so-called father in my blood, when I grew up, I didn’t Understand that this is jealousy, jealous that he has a mother and does not cherish it, but hurts it instead.

Niangqin's realm is improving very quickly. In just a few years, she has reached the level of a demon and an immortal. Yes, Niangqin's meridians are different from ordinary people. She can practice immortal and demon skills without barriers, which shows how good Niangqin's aptitude is. In recent years, she has taken in a lot of disciples, both men and women, but these people only live in the periphery of the Nether Valley. The core area of ​​the Nether Valley is an institution created by my mother. There are countless secret passages in it, only me My mother and I can go in and out, and there are hundreds of disciples, and each of them will respectfully call me Miss. Apart from retreating like my mother, I teach these disciples on weekdays.

One day before going to bed, my mother suddenly said to me: "When you turn ten years old, mother will take you to the old site of the Demon Realm that I have restored in recent years. There is no one in the five major sects of the righteous way that I can look up to. You just want to be a sword fairy who wants to be kind and hateful, and only after you have seen the world will you understand what you want in the future and what you hope for."

The Demon Realm is beautiful, but there is a sense of desolation, the desert, the yellow sand, the battle, the slaughter, I have seen the psychedelic mirage, the beauty of the long river and the sunset, and often my mother will stand by and look at me and the demon. The girls of the clan learn to dance those dances that are considered unsightly in the cultivation world, or personally compete with the masters of the demon clan. I know that my mother has always been beautiful, and the demon clan does not lack the strength to be overwhelmed by the beauty of their mother. But mother turned a blind eye to those people.And I don't know why I feel complacent when I see my mother's attitude.

I don’t know why I pretended to be curious and said, since Dad doesn’t recognize us, why are you still waiting? Mother nodded at the tip of my nose, narrowed her eyes and smiled. When you grow up, if you want to recognize your father, tell me , I'll tell you who he is, and when you see him, you'll understand why mother wouldn't choose someone else even if she couldn't get it.Mother doesn't know that I don't want to recognize my father.

I don't like that father, because I'm afraid he will steal my mother from me. For a long time, he was just a vague shadow in my mind, but my mother's love for me is real.

We stayed in Moyu for two years, and we went back after two years.

When I saw the child who once scolded me as a bastard again, I was stunned. The boy’s eyes were numb and he had even lost his language ability. Of the more than 100 children in the past, there were only twelve left in the end. Holding her mother's hand, trying not to let her voice tremble: "Mother, why is he here?"

The mother gently stroked the boy's head. The boy's eyes showed fear, and he stared at the whip in his mother's hand, but he didn't dare to avoid it. The mother smiled softly: "Although this child is the son of that family, but his son But there is more than one, I spent a few taels of silver, and his father happily gave him to me."

"Mother..." I endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help crying. I have complaints about my mother, but I don't know where to complain, whether she is too cruel or her love is too heavy. I have never complained. One day I long for this, I want to become stronger, so strong that no one can bully my mother and me.

Half of the twelve dead men called ghosts were given to me, and the rest stayed in the center of Nether Valley.Occasionally, my mother would take me to see the property she bought in the Three Realms. In the Fanjie restaurant, I heard Mr. Shu tell stories about the great rivers and rivers. When I returned to Nether Valley, I would repeat the simple life, or practice, or teach disciples.

When I was 15 years old, my mother gave me the wedding ceremony and announced that I was officially an adult. She said that I have grown up and can go to find my own world, but the world is chaotic, and I have to bring two ghost guardians to travel. .

I was 16 years old when I left. My mother and two righteous sisters came to see me off. I handed over the outside property to Wen Dan to take care of it. Who made her the eldest sister?Nether Valley was handed over to the second sister Wen Qiong. These two righteous sisters had been away for several years and only returned last year. My mother and I are very concerned about them, but it seems that there is only one Wen Dan that my mother cares about most.This is why I don't like Wendan.

Before I left, I took away the only woman among the twelve ghost messengers and the boy who had bullied me since childhood. My mother stood among the flowers called Guitian in the Nether Valley, but they were actually crabapple flowers, and waved to me. At this moment I found that my mother seemed to have a little childishness, and she blinked mischievously: "Blood Eagle contact, mother will miss you, and you can bring back a good man if you want."

My face turned red all of a sudden, and it was rare for me to be annoyed: "Mother, you are so bad!" But I don't know why my heart hurts a bit.

The mother laughed viciously. Although she is over 30 years old this year, she looks brighter and more beautiful than herself. Her face became serious: "Remember, if it is not necessary, you must not use the bloodthirsty hairpin!"

I knelt down on my knees, knowing the reason why my mother didn’t travel with me, my heart felt heavy. At the beginning, more than 20 members of my grandmother’s family died in the massacre of the five major sects. My mother said that some things must be repaid with blood. But she will never kill an innocent person. I always remember my mother's promise to me. I knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times.

I knew that I was sixteen, grown up, and wanted to protect my mother, but thinking of not seeing her for a long time was extremely uncomfortable, so I held back my tears and turned to leave.