The Different Life of the Villain Boss

In the Fenglai Inn in Huiyue City, Mortal World of the Three Realms, Mu Yunyan was sitting on the window seat of the inn, wearing a beautiful and dazzling purple gauze dress, her skin was delicate and fair, she looked like a pampered young lady at first glance, She hadn't suffered a bit, she sat on the seat, resting her chin on her hand, as lazy and charming as a cat.

The veiled girl approached thoughtfully and poured wine for her. Her movements were so soft that there was no sound. After finishing all this, she stood on one side and served her young lady only when the dishes were served. The girl pouted her lips a little bored, and after taking a bite of the dish, she pushed aside the dish beside her: "The cooks in this inn are not good at cooking, not even one ten-thousandth of my mother's cooking skills. Come on, it's bad, it's bad..."

The boy on her right had a silver mask on his face. Hearing the young lady's question, the boy twitched and wanted to answer, but in the end he didn't make a sound, so he could only nod his head to express his agreement with the young lady's words. My lord, but the strong aroma when my lord stir-fry is the spiritual food that kills the fairy world in seconds, and these simple teas and light meals are of course not as good.

On a table not far from her, a young girl's eyes fell on her. The girl saw provocation in her eyes. She approached the ordinary man beside her and said, "Senior brother, I feel that there is something wrong with that girl. There’s always a sense of evil.”

The man followed the sound and saw that the girl was looking over, while raising the wine glass in her hand, her eyes flickering with evil light.

She clapped her hands, then lowered her head, and started to eat as if nothing had happened. While eating, she ordered: "Take out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that my mother made for me. It was raised by my mother's cooking skills. I can't accept this simple food. "

Hearing this, the girl immediately took out a box of pastries from the square box on her back and put them on the plate in front of the girl. The girl ate with relish and stopped looking at the two boys and girls. To her, this was just an easy thing to settle small role.

"Mu Yi, I want Jianzong to escort the tripod to Dan Daozong, and send it to my room tonight." The girl smiled slightly, a cute dimple appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Her voice was not loud, but it was enough for the sword repairer on the opposite table to hear her words. The girl on the opposite side was a little impatient, and confronted her: "I don't know where she came from, and she is not afraid of the wind when she talks big." tongue."

"Then we'll see." The girl rested her chin on her hand, her thick and slender eyelashes fluttered, her coral-colored lips slightly raised, without giving in.

The girl next to the man was irritated by Mu Yunyan's indifferent tone. She slapped her sword and stood up, but was about to speak again but was held down by the man beside her. She was anxious: "Senior brother!"

"Dare to ask girl, do we know each other?" The man got up and asked.

The girl shook her head.

"So my sword sect has enmity with you?" the man asked again.

The girl shook her head again, and then lazily replied: "No, I heard that this tripod of yours was given to Taoist Danyang, and my mother will definitely like it very much. I just don't like the hypocrisy of you orthodox monks. How about it? Do you want to try it out, whether you sent the Ding Pingan to Dan Daozong first, or it fell into my hands in the end."

"You are too arrogant!" The girl next to the man was annoyed, she drew her sword and pointed it at Mu Yunyan.

The boy next to her looked cold, and attacked the girl with one hand. The girl had never seen such a ghostly speed, and her swordsmanship, which had always been handy, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. For a moment, Mu Yunyan just finished saying the word stop.

Her throat suddenly became cold, and the young man's fingers precisely pinched her throat. With just a light pinch, the young girl will soon be out of her wits.

Even though the weather is not too cold today, the boy's fingers are still icy cold.

The boy didn't continue to move, but he didn't intend to let go either.

Mu Yunyan smiled softly, and said to the man who was about to rush forward: "Don't worry, I won't kill your junior sister, I followed you all the way, I can see that you are not bad."

"It's getting late, let's go ahead and say goodbye!" The girl glanced at the boy who was still clasping the girl's neck, and said, "Mu Yi, hurry up."

A faint smile suddenly appeared in the boy's eyes. He opened his mouth and made a few simple tones to express his excitement and joy.

When the backs of a group of three people disappeared outside, the man hadn't realized it yet. He was just a small person, but the ghostly skill of that young man was forever engraved in his mind.

When did someone with such high cultivation appear in the Three Realms?It seems that this road will never be peaceful.