I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies

"What can we do? We can't kill them all, right? Senior brother, let's go."

Mo Ruyue never thought about killing these people.

Just when she was about to get on the horse, Mo Ruyue felt that she would be in a loss if she left like this.

These people came to cause trouble for her. Although she put them all down, it didn't make her feel satisfied.

After thinking about it, Noila Mo stared at the Golden Core cultivator and smiled strangely.

"Junior sister, aren't you leaving yet?"

Ye Junfeng asked lightly while riding on horseback.

"Brother, give me some more time, I can't let them come to me in vain."

Mo Ruyue's face curved up, and she walked towards the Golden Pill cultivator.

Squatting down, he touched the pocket of the golden elixir monk to see if there was any good treasure inside.

You have come, but you have to leave something behind.

Moreover, the other party is a golden elixir monk, so it is impossible that he does not have treasures on him.

Mo Ruyue groped up and down and finally found a round bead from his waist.

"what is this?"

Holding the transparent bead in her hand, Mo Ruyue examined it carefully.

Like a crystal ball.

She had never seen such a thing before, so she thought it must be a valuable treasure.

Ye Junfeng stared at the crystal ball in Mo Ruyue's hand and said slowly: "That's the fairy dust bead."

"What's the use of this bead?"

Mo Ruyue looked at Ye Yunfeng, her eyes full of doubts, and she didn't know how to use the beads.

"For those who cultivate immortality, this is indeed a rare treasure. As long as you carry this fairy dust bead with you, it can assist in the growth of your cultivation."

Ye Junfeng explained.

It's just that it's not of much use to those who cultivate demons.

Noila Mo's eyes lit up instantly after listening to Ye Yunfeng's words.

"Then this should be very valuable?"

"The price of this kind of fairy dust beads is generally around ten thousand taels."

Why do Junior Sister Qian's eyes shine like hungry wolves when he talks about it?

Ye Junfeng thought secretly in his heart.

Mo Ruyue held the Fairy Dust Bead tightly. Ten thousand taels could be used to go to the Kamikaze Restaurant three times.

This is better than black heart nut.

"After all, a golden elixir cultivator with only such a few valuable things is a poor person."

After Mo Ruyue got the treasure, she didn't forget to complain about the golden elixir monk lying on the ground.

To put it this way, this Jindan monk is even poorer than her.

She has seven colors of fire, as well as the Ghost Thought Sword and the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

It's not that she has no money, it's just that she can't bear to sell all these treasures.

"Brother, let's continue on our way."

Mo Ruyue said with a smile.

"Um."

Ye Junfeng responded, holding the reins in his hand and turning the horse around.

Mo Ruyue followed closely behind.

When the second master woke up, he found that he was still alive, and secretly sighed that he had saved a life.

However, he felt like something was missing from him.

He searched for it on himself, and then realized that the Fairy Dust Bead that was following him was missing.

"Damn it, who stole my fairy dust beads?"

The second master yelled angrily that he had finally obtained the fairy dust beads.

The only valuable treasure in my body.

He looked angrily at the group of disciples behind him, who were not yet fully awake.

So he rushed over and kicked them all awake one by one.

"Tell me, did you steal my fairy dust beads?"

That was the only treasure he had.

The disciples all showed expressions of astonishment. They didn't know who had taken the Fairy Dust Bead.

"Second Master, we don't know anything."

"Second Master, please calm down. The fairy dust beads must have been stolen by the demon saint."

They were all stunned by lightning, and they didn't know what happened.

Only then did the second leader think of the Demonic Saint, with an angry look on his face, "Damn the Demonic Saint, I must kill her."

Even his treasure was taken away.

The other disciples closed their mouths and said nothing.

At this time, Mo Ruyue and Ye Yunfeng stayed at an inn in a city.

Without the control of the Demon Lord, Noila Mo could do whatever she wanted.

Even senior brother Ye Yunfeng would not ask her too much.

However, she still had to bring Ye Junfeng with her when she wanted to go to Jubao Pavilion.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

Noila Mo asked cautiously outside the door.

With a creak, the door was opened.

Ye Yunfeng with a stern face appeared in her sight.

"Is something wrong?"

Ye Junfeng's two short words did not reveal his impatience. He just didn't like to talk too much.

Mo Ruyue smiled and said: "Nothing, I just want to ask senior brother if you want to go out with me for a walk? Then I'll treat you to dinner."

what she expected

She looked at Ye Yunfeng, hoping that her senior brother would not reject her so ruthlessly.

"Can."

Ye Junfeng agreed, and his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

But he still agreed first.

Ruyue should not have anything important.

So, Mo Ruyue took her third senior brother Ye Yunfeng out of the house, and she walked directly in the direction of the Jubao Pavilion.

She needs to sell the fairy dust bead she has on her as soon as possible to avoid long nights and endless dreams.

As long as the money is in your hands, everything will be fine.

Ye Junfeng raised his head and glanced at the plaque of Jubao Pavilion, and frowned slightly. He didn't know what Ruyue wanted to do by bringing him here.

The Treasure Treasure Pavilion here seems to be much larger than the Treasure Treasure Pavilion in other places, and naturally more people come here.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Junfeng asked in a low voice.

Mo Ruyue smiled slyly, "Of course I'm here to sell my treasures."

She quickly found a guy who was kind to her.

"Girl, are you here to buy treasures? Are there any treasures in our Jubao Pavilion that can catch the girl's eye?"

The waiter asked with a smile.

Noila Mo took out the fairy dust bead from her bag and said, "I'm here to sell a baby. Show me how much this baby is worth."

When the guy saw it, his eyes lit up instantly.

These are fairy dust beads.

It is also a rare and good treasure.

"Girl, please wait a moment. I'll call our shopkeeper over."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Noila Mo watched the guy leave.

"And you want to sell the fairy dust beads?"

Ye Junfeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Some people don't understand Mo Ruyue's approach.

"Yeah, it's of no use keeping it around me anyway. How about selling it for how much it's worth?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiters came over with their shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper glanced at Ye Yunfeng and Mo Ruyue with a kind smile on his face.

"Which one of you wants to sell fairy dust beads?"

The shopkeeper asked with a smile.

Mo Ruyue took out the fairy dust beads in her hand and said, "I want to sell the fairy dust beads. Shopkeeper, please give me a price."

She didn't want to beat around the bush, she would leave as soon as she got the money.

"The Fairy Dust Bead is pretty good, baby. I'll pay you ten thousand taels to take it back. Girl, are you willing to sell it?"

The shopkeeper asked.

"Sold, sold."

The price Ye Junfeng mentioned before was also around 10,000 taels.

The price given by the shopkeeper is almost the same now, so let’s sell it.

She doesn't suffer anyway.

The shopkeeper immediately sent someone to get the banknotes, and his eyes fell on the two swords on Mo Ruyue's back. Those two swords didn't look like ordinary iron swords.

"I wonder if the girl has any other treasures for sale?"

"Nothing else is for sale, but I can ask, how much is something like the Seven Color Fire Seed worth?"

A flash of curiosity flashed in No Ruyue's eyes.

The original seven-color fire was given to her by the Demon Lord.

So far, she has not used the seven-color fire.

"The seven-color fire is priceless in the market. If I had to give a price, it would have to be at least five hundred thousand taels."

The shopkeeper extended a slap in the face.