Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Everyone bowed, but Palace Master Daotian had disappeared on the stage.

"Son..."

The three girls of Xuanyuan Weiyang gathered beside Ling Xiao, their eyes terrified.

Especially Yu Yi's method just now, Yu Luo's three thousand killing intent, Yu stopped the knife to break the sea.

That kind of slaughter is unparalleled, it is really shocking and frightening.

"Let's go, let's go back to the Ling clan first."

Ling Xiao's eyes were heavy, and even his tone of voice was a rare vicissitudes.

"Son..."

At this moment, beside her, Jin Han'er suddenly pursed her red lips tightly, and stopped talking.

"Huh? I have something to say, but it doesn't matter."

"My lord, Han'er wants to go back to the Golden Crow God Dynasty to practice in seclusion for a period of time."

After seeing Gu Chaoci's talent that can be called against heaven, the current Jin Han'er has long lost the pride of the past.

Compared with Gu Chaoci, her appearance, cultivation, and talent are all inferior. If she doesn't work hard to practice, she will soon be... She doesn't even have the qualification to stand beside the young master.

The Golden Crow God Dynasty had an ancestral land, in which there was a ray of the true source of the sun, which was left by the ancestors.

Originally, this object was an inheritance of the gods, and it suppressed the luck of the dynasty.

But now, the four great dynasties have all surrendered to the young master, so naturally there is no such thing as imperial fortune.

And as long as she can integrate this ray of truth into her body, or use it to enter the holy realm, it will also be of help to the young master.

"Well, in just a few days, I will also retreat for a while."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, without the slightest surprise.

Of course, he could clearly see the thoughts of the Golden Crow Princess.

However, how can a daughter with less than ten thousand luck be compared with Gu Chaoci.

After all, the eyes are higher than the top, just asking for shame.

"Wait until Han'er cultivates into the holy realm, and then return to serve the young master."

Jin Han'er took a deep breath, and there was mist rising in a pair of bright golden eyes, and turned to go down the mountain.

"Amitabha, the golden benefactor is also a lover."

Yao Guang shook his head and sighed softly, chanting the Buddha's name.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao smiled, but there was no expression in his eyes.

This trip to the school has come to an end.

To Ling Xiao's surprise, Ye Qingchan failed to show up as scheduled.

With her temperament, it is absolutely impossible to deliberately miss the appointment, it can only be that there is a problem with the retreat.

Of course, judging from her luck, this kind of problem... is probably due to luck.

Until the three of them walked outside the hall, they could see from a distance in front of the mountain road, a tall and handsome figure in white clothes clasped her hands, hanging in front of her body, her face was obviously haggard.

To be honest, up to now, Li Zhichu has not figured out how the little junior brother could be the dark child of the ghost clan.

In other words, if I hadn't given him some ambiguous attitude at the beginning, wouldn't he have hated Young Master Ling Xiao because of this, and made a big mistake!

From the bottom of his heart, Li Zhichu still wants to believe that even if his junior brother comes from a ghost clan, he is not a treacherous and evil person.

But... After all, it's a farewell to two empty spaces, goodbye to Stranger Things.

"Senior Sister Li?"

It wasn't until a gentle and clear voice came from beside his ear that Li Zhichu woke up from his deep meditation.

When he looked up again, that unparalleled beauty was already in front of him.

Even though she had known Ling Xiao for a long time, every time she saw this face, her heart would still throb for a long time.

"Gong... son..."

"Senior sister is waiting for me?"

Ling Xiao had a gentle smile, and he didn't seem to blame Lu Ming in the slightest.

"Well, the Daotian Academy has undergone a lot of changes these few days, my lord... I'm shocked."

Li Zhichu's red lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was a little awkward, as if she didn't dare to look directly into the young man's eyes.

"Senior sister is out of sight. The evil spirits are rampant, which is outrageous. Since I belong to the Ling clan today, I will work hard to practice. I hope that one day I can stand shoulder to shoulder with my senior sister to kill demons."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, but Li Zhichu's eyes trembled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "My lord... yes! I will work hard to practice, and look forward to the day when I see you again! Here are some righteous brews, I see you like it, I asked Master for some."

At this moment, the haze in Li Zhichu's heart dissipated, and even there was a touching brilliance in his eyes.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Li, Senior Sister, we will meet later!"

Ling Xiao bowed slightly, took the jars of wine, and left in shock the moment he stepped forward.

Behind him, Xuanyuan Weiyang and Yao Guang followed closely.

The mountain wind howls, and the sun hangs down.

The sunset glow in the sky is extremely gorgeous, but it just... dims in an instant.

Under the setting sun, that beautiful figure in white had bright eyes and mournful eyes, shook her head and smiled wryly.

In the end, she lost everything but...friends.

Mr. Ling Xiao, you are close to me... you can't meet but you can't get it, you can meet you but you can't ask for it, you can meet... you can't have it.

Since that day, Daoshan has been farewell.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and there are galaxies in the world. There is no one who is you, and no one...is not you.

The sea of ​​Buddha is bright, the far north is deserted and the cliffs are silent, demons and ghosts are rampant, and the king agrees with him, and he returns to his hometown in awe.

Go north to kill barbarians, go south to kill monsters.

Junyi...that's what I mean.

Under Daoshan, Ling Xiao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In the ancient forest at the foot of the mountain, a slender young man in black with a handsome face stood quietly, with a calm expression, neither happy nor surprised.

"Have you figured it out?"

Ling Xiao said indifferently, but saw Ning Chuan suddenly bowed down, with a humble attitude, "My lord."

"Hey, the Son of Destiny is revered and surrendered. Congratulations to the host for getting 15000 points of luck and 150000 points for the villain."

"Drip, the Son of Destiny surrendered, congratulations to the host for getting an extra reward, the ancient formation of Qiankun (can be integrated with ten thousand formations, and trap any creature whose cultivation level is higher than that of the host)."

Chapter 1269, True Identity

"Ancient Universe Formation?"

Ling Xiao's eyes lighted lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

I saw that in his eyes, there are two colors of yin and yang flowing, deriving the six ways of heaven and earth, mysterious and unpredictable.

Of course, compared to these rewards, Ling Xiao cared more about Ning Chuan's submission.

Now Qingcang's situation is chaotic, and he still has a lot of arrangements in the future, it is absolutely impossible to do everything by himself.

And a lunatic like Ning Chuan, who is born with terrifying luck and longs to kill, is more suitable to be the blade in his hand.

After all, it is difficult for one person to go to the end of this journey of cutting down the sky.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes on the top of his head watching him all the time.

"Young Master Ling Xiao!"

Just when Ling Xiao raised his foot and was about to walk towards the top of the sky, there was another soft cry from the ancient road behind him.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and turned his head to look, only to see Emperor Shenwu walking side by side with the eldest princess Wu Hongsi and Shen Jing'an. Although his face was pale, the smile on his face was extremely bright.

"Princess."

Ling Xiao said indifferently. In his impression, he seemed to have nothing to do with the eldest princess. What did she call him to stop at this time?

"Is the young master planning to return to God Battlefield?"

Wu Hongsi took a look at Yao Guang with complicated eyes, which surprised Ling Xiao.

"The eldest princess has something to do, but it's okay to say it."

"There are still seven days left, which is the day of my wedding with Jing An. I would like to invite the young master,...Yaoguang Buddha, and Emperor Xuanyuan to visit Emperor Shenwu."

Wu Hongsi smiled wryly, and looked at Ling Xiao eagerly.

At this time, she had some unspeakable secrets and it was inconvenient to mention them, but... as that day was approaching, Wu Hongsi felt more and more that the chill in her body could not be suppressed.

"Oh? The eldest princess is getting married?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and nodded slightly, "It stands to reason that he should go to congratulate, but..."

"My son, if you are able to come here, I, Emperor Shenwu, will welcome you with all my heart. It is an honor, and..."

Wu Hongsi took a deep breath, and her face suddenly became serious, "This time, my father will take this opportunity to open the ancestral land of martial arts to reward the princes of all parties. With the talent of the young master, I will surely win a seat. "

"Oh? Hehe, good fortune or something, I don't care. I wonder if you have good wine in Emperor Shenwu's court?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but he was a little puzzled in his heart. It is absolutely impossible for the Wu Hongsi to pay such a price just to invite himself to watch the ceremony.

Moreover, the way she looked at Yao Guang just now was really ambiguous.

"Yes!! Young Master, don't worry, as long as you are willing to come, good luck, good wine, and red silk will be arranged properly."

"in this way…"

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, then turned to look at Yao Guang, "Buddha, why don't we go to Emperor Shenwu Dynasty?"

"Amitabha."

Yao Guang stood with one hand on his chest and bowed his head gently.

"In this case, the red silk will go back to Emperor Wudi City first, and wait for the young master and the disciple of the Buddha, cough cough."

Wu Hongsi bowed deeply, bloodshot coughing up from the corner of her mouth.

Beside her, Shen Jing'an immediately reached out to hold her arm, took out a white handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

"Okay, the princess will go first, and Ling will arrive later."

"Congratulations to the eldest princess, return to the palace in blood."

Immediately above the sky, dozens of soldiers in gold armor came forward, facing Wu Hongsi and Shen Jing'an towards the east.

It wasn't until everyone disappeared that Ling Xiao frowned and looked at Yao Guang, "Is the Buddha and this Wuhong silk an old acquaintance?"

"Amitabha, although the poor monk has experienced in the world of mortals, he has not had half a friendship with the eldest princess, but..."

Yao Guang hesitated to speak, and his Buddha nature was leisurely flowing, "The poor monk can guess why this eldest princess is so kind to invite her."

"Oh? Talk about it."

"The poor monk cultivates Buddhist supernatural powers, and he is particularly resistant to the aura of ghosts and evil spirits. This eldest princess has a very gloomy aura, which looks like a ghost but is not a ghost. It is probably for this reason that she seeks out the poor monk."

Yao Guang's eyes are deep and full of Buddha's brilliance.

Above its head, there is a faint statue of Buddha standing upright, trying to suppress all evil spirits.

"Like a ghost but not a ghost?"

Ling Xiao looked playful, but he had some guesses in his heart.

If Wu Hongsi had no luck, maybe there would be some story behind her unmentionable disease.

However, this eldest princess of the god dynasty is not very lucky, but there are nearly ten thousand of them, so how was it calculated?

Could it be…

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to think of something. From this point of view, this princess wedding may not be as peaceful as imagined.