How to become a qualified villain BOSS

Among the vast majority of people in the world, their memory plays such an important role, that is, parents, from parents down, maybe brothers, maybe teachers, maybe friends... But for Mo Yandong In his weakest memory, he had two most important people, one was his mother, and the other was his brother Mo Yanshi.

For his father, Mo Yandong's memory is very vague, because this person who should have played a pivotal role in his life, he left early without waiting for him to understand, leaving behind his wife who was three months pregnant, and the little one who still doesn't know what happened. Mo Yandong.

The life of an orphan and a widowed mother is already very sad, not to mention that the widowed mother has a posthumous child who is easy to provoke all kinds of rumors and criticisms, so the difficult situation of the Mo family can be imagined.

Mo Yandong, who grew up in such an environment, was very resentful and rebellious when he was young. He was hostile to most people and things in the world. Therefore, he can be regarded as a bully at a young age.

If it weren't for the strict discipline of Mo Yandong's mother and the persuasive persuasion of Mo Yandong's younger brother, Mo Yanshi, Mo Yandong might not have waited for Shenwu Peak to pass by the elder's insightful eyes, and he would have been thrown into prison by the squire early on. , exiled thousands of miles.

But even so, when Mo Yandong looks back on his seemingly brave but actually weak and ridiculous first half of his life, he still can't help but smile knowingly—for his mother and elder brother whom he will never see again .

In the year when Mo Yandong was ten years old, the elders of Shenwu Peak traveled here, and immediately fell in love with Mo Yandong who was fighting with many people, so Mo Yandong formed a fairy relationship, and a few days later he passed away. Pack your bags, leave your hometown, and head to Shenwu Peak with this elder.

At that time, Mo Yandong still had a beautiful vision in his heart: to stand out, become a fairy teacher looked up to by everyone, let his mother and brother live a good life, and let no one in the world dare to laugh at them.

However, three years later, when Mo Yandong, with his excellent cultivation, asked the suzerain of Shenwu Peak for grace to go down the mountain to visit his relatives, he found that his hometown had been destroyed in a fire. The villagers, or those squires who were once unattainable, or his most important relatives, were all reduced to ashes in the fire, leaving nothing but ruins.

Mo Yandong sat in the ruins for five whole days, neither eating nor drinking, nor crying nor laughing, until he was found by a senior sister from the same school. After falling on his face, he fell over, and when he woke up again, those tempers that were worn out by rumors and ridicule finally faded away, and he became the current Mo Yandong.

——To become a hero who stands upright, defies the powerful, and rescues the weak.I would rather die proudly as a human being than live carelessly like maggots.

This is what Mo Yandong's mother said to him during his lifetime, and it was not until after her death that Mo Yandong truly made himself such a person.

Years have passed, and the faces of his relatives in Mo Yandong's memory have been blurred. Only their voices will sound when he dreams back in the middle of the night, warning him not to make mistakes and not to be a person who shames the Mo family.

However, it wasn't until this time, when such a face appeared in front of him again, that Mo Yandong realized that he had never forgotten those voices and smiles.

But he would rather he had forgotten.

Mo Yandong finally couldn't bear to take his eyes away from this face, slowly swept around, and landed on those puppets.

And as a puppet refined by the same method, Mo Yandong is very clear about what kind of raw materials and vicious heart are needed to refine such a puppet.

——With the blood of a hundred people who died in vain, soak the vicious flesh, use the souls of thousands of people who died tragically, knead the skin that destroys the heart, and use the carnival of thousands of people to die violently, pray to the monsters in the abyss for the power to reverse life and death, neither life nor death .

One such puppet would bury thousands of lives, so five puppets would represent the tragic death of [-] innocent people.

People who can do such things, in Mo Yandong's view, are no longer worthy of being called "human beings". Even some monsters and spirits that ordinary people reject would never bury so many people's lives so viciously!

But in fact, the culprit of all this is indeed people.

Even he is very familiar with, important people.

but……

"impossible……"

At this moment, Mo Yandong couldn't help but back away.

"This is impossible……"

In Mo Yandong's memory, there are only two perfect people in the world, and one of them is the person in front of him.

It was the person in front of me.

He had imagined the possibility of them surviving countless times, and imagined the scenario of their encounter countless times...but never in such a way, in such a situation.

"Who are you?!" Mo Yandong couldn't help shouting.

But the man smiled and said with a hearty hatred, "Don't you know?"

Mo Yandong finally closed his eyes, before the joy of reunion could arise, he was buried in deep hatred and disappointment.

Mo Yandong once again felt suffocated, and once again recalled his dying state of mind.

If this truth had been discovered by him ten years earlier, then such a blow would have been enough to destroy him, but now, ten years later, he managed to calm down and thought of more and more.

Where did Mo Yanshi's hatred for him come from?Was there something hidden about the fire back then that he didn't know about?Why does Shenwu Peak ignore the village's demon cultivators?What was the truth about the ambush that killed him?

Too many doubts arose in his mind. When Mo Yandong stared at the dying Mo Yan, he finally reached out and lifted him up from the ground, looking directly at those eyes that were slowly stained with the color of death.

Perhaps it should be said that Mo Yanshi and Mo Yandong really deserve to be brothers, because even at such a time, Mo Yanshi did not show the slightest compromise or fear of impending death, but only looked at Mo Yandong with mocking eyes , the hoarse voice said: "What? Haven't figured out how to kill me yet? What do you think of burning to death? Just like what you did back then?"

The hatred in Mo Yanshi's words seemed to be poisoned with heart-breaking poison, but Mo Yandong paused suddenly, and finally found—or temporarily found—the crux of everything.

He took a deep look at Mo Yanshi, and various speculations flashed in his mind. The next moment, he picked up Mo Yanshi, turned around and left, and at the same time he did not forget to bring the four puppets beside him.

Mo Yandong knew very well that he and Mo Yanshi were probably caught in a huge conspiracy. Under such a conspiracy, they had to protect themselves first and figure it out slowly, so that they could break the situation for themselves.At such a time, the life of Mo Yanshi, who is at the other end of the game, is very important, and every point of strength that can preserve oneself should be cherished, so Mo Yandong's original plan to destroy the other four puppets was also put on hold for the time being. Instead, they took the initiative to take them in response to unpredictable changes on the road.

However, when Mo Yandong became very vigilant and wanted to leave this place with Mo Yanshi and a few puppets, another bell rang in the wilderness, and it was still far away when he heard it. In the distance, but when Mo Yandong's face changed drastically and he followed the sound, the voice came behind him.

"All living beings are suffering, everything is nothing, the dead are not dead, and the living are not born... Junior brother, junior brother, although we follow the principle of nothingness, it would be too useless to be countered by our own puppets right?"

The laughter was indistinct, far and near.

Mo Yandong knew that this person was powerful, and this person was the biggest reason why Mo Yandong had to fight against the scorching sun, so without hesitation, Mo Yandong shook the long-handled copper bell in his hand, and the four puppets blocked it in front of him.

The facts proved that Mo Yandong's judgment was very accurate, because the moment the puppet stood in front of him, a bloody bird suddenly appeared and pecked at the puppet.

Just at this moment, the puppet roared in pain again and again, and the skin and flesh on its body that would only be burned by the scorching sun had burn marks again, starting from the place where it was pecked by the blood bird, and slowly melting.

Mo Yandong was even more terrified, although he knew that this person was powerful, he was Mo Yanshi's senior brother, he had countless puppets, and his own cultivation had reached the realm of Nascent Soul!But Mo Yandong never expected, just a face-to-face meeting, this extremely difficult to refine and powerful copper corpse, was actually scrapped by this non-door demon cultivator!

——Could he really be able to escape from the sky with Mo Yan as a puppet?

At this moment, Mo Yandong couldn't help but have such thoughts.

But Mo Yandong knew that now was far from the time to be discouraged, so Mo Yandong gritted his teeth and turned his head to fight this man desperately.

But at the moment when Mo Yandong turned his head, a pale finger touched the center of his brow, instantly freezing him in place, unable to move.

"Where do you want to take my lovely little brother, you reckless puppet?"

A voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile sounded in front of Mo Yandong, but Mo Yandong was clearly only an arm's length away from this person, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

Mo Yandong knew that even if they were both in the Nascent Soul Stage, the cultivation base among the monks was different, so from Mo Yandong's eyes, it was natural to see that this person should have been immersed in the Nascent Soul Stage for a long time, and he was fully cultivated. He is so profound and unpredictable, even though his name has never been publicized in the world, even if the elder Yuan Yingqi of Shenwu Peak comes, I am afraid it will be difficult to please him in front of him!

At this moment, Mo Yandong finally felt hopeless: he was so close to the truth, why...

But he heard the man laughing, his tone was gentle, but his meaning was cold: "The one who offends the superior shall be killed!"

In an instant, the situation changed, and the endless black mist surged into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and in this wilderness, explosions continued to sound, one after another, until a huge basin was blown out of the wilderness. Only then gradually stopped.

Logically speaking, with Mo Yandong's cultivation at the moment, he would not have the ability to contend with such an explosion, let alone survive such an explosion. Then he jumped backwards, as if he was facing a big enemy, even if the explosion was over, he didn't have the slightest intention of approaching.

"Who?!"

When the smoke gradually dispersed, revealing the shadowy shadow inside, the demon cultivator shouted sharply.

The person inside the smoke smiled casually, and said: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, I just want to invite these two people to live in Burning Heaven Palace for a few days."

Moxiu frowned, fearful in his heart, and all kinds of thoughts turned in his mind. While thinking about the way to get out, he responded with his mouth: "Could it be that you are under the seat of the Clumsy Demon Lord? But even if it is the Clumsy Demon Lord, There is absolutely no reason to meddle in the affairs of his disciples, you—”

This Demon Cultivator should have not entered the world for a long time, so the Lord of Burning Heaven Palace in his memory is still the Clumsy Demon Lord.But that person didn't care about such a trivial matter, he just smiled in surprise and interrupted: "Oh? So you are also reasonable? That's good, you don't have to go."

Moxiu was startled, and said anxiously and angrily: "You—"

The man said: "You go with them and go to my Burning Heaven Palace!"