Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Ling family?Ling Xiao?

Even if Yaochi Holy Land is not born for a long time, he still has a clear view of Qingcang's situation.

Today, the world is in chaos.

No matter whether it is the demons or the ghosts, they are all staring at each other, trying to reconquer this world.

If it weren't for Young Master Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan, the human race would have been completely crushed and humiliated when the head of the Dao Tianfu taught the scriptures that day.

About this young master, no one in Qingcang knows, and no one is afraid of.

Xianzi is the only one, and she has the potential to hold the sky at a young age.

Moreover, it is rumored that although his personality is extremely domineering, he is extremely partial and loving to his relatives and servants.

Such a person will always be the only one in the world, and will be worshiped by all ages.

But, why did this young master suddenly come to her holy land of Yaochi?

You must know that in the past 300 years, no one has been born in Yaochi, and it has never been involved in any secular cause and effect.

"It turned out to be Young Master Ling Xiao!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman took a deep breath, and bowed down to Ling Xiao with a holy cultivation base.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the Yaochi disciples became more and more shocked, and they looked at Ling Xiao with curiosity.

"I don't know why the young master came here today?"

"There are some things that I want to ask the saint."

Ling Xiao smiled, and his eyes wandered around the disciples of Yaochi, but it was a pity to see that although these female disciples looked bright and attractive, none of them were lucky.

"Saint? Xihua, go and call the saint."

The middle-aged beautiful woman nodded slightly, and whispered to a young disciple beside her.

"Yes! Holy Lord!"

Soon, there was a rush of footsteps behind the main hall.

I saw the girl named Xihua go and come back, her eyes were quite excited.

Behind him, a young girl in green clothes with a beautiful face looked bewildered, obviously not knowing why the majestic young master of the Ling clan suddenly called her by name.

"Young master, this is my fairy maiden from Yaochi, Li Wantang."

Chapter 1367, Let me help you

"Li Wantang?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, especially the shyness on the face of the fairy maiden in front of him, which was even more innocent and lovely, which made people feel pity.

She has [-] lucks on her body. Although it is not much, it is worth it if you squeeze it out.

"I don't know why the young master is looking for me? I and the young master... seem to have never met?"

Li Wantang's voice was soft and charming, which did not match his appearance.

"I'm not looking for you, but Chi Luo."

Ling Xiao shook his head. A daughter of luck like this is at most the role of a handmaid by his side.

The most urgent task now is to kill Qingyang and take control of the Temple of Killing.

As for the holy lady of the Yaochi, in the future...if the opportunity is right, Ling Xiao would not mind discussing with her about the water in the Yaochi...how much or how little.

"Ah? Ah! So it's Senior Sister Chi Luo..."

Li Wantang's pretty face froze for a moment, then she glared at Xihua angrily.

"Chi Luo? I don't know why the young master is looking for Chi Luo?"

The Lord of Yaochi also had a serious expression on his face. Yes, Chi Luo was indeed the saint of Yaochi before.

But now, her Daoist heart is broken, and her journey to immortality is hopeless. She stays in the ancestral hall all day, eating fast and chanting Buddha, and has no intention of practicing at all.

200 years ago, the honorable name of this fairy maiden fell on Li Wantang.

"Nature is important."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and his eyes gradually became colder.

But the Lord of Yaochi only felt a chill all over, and was shocked by the aura of a respectable young man.

"Chi Luo... is in the ancestral hall in the back mountain, but young master, Chi Luo has not seen anyone for 300 years now, you..."

"It doesn't matter, she will definitely meet me."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, then turned to look at Li Wantang, "Can Senior Sister Li show Ling a way?"

"Ah! Alright, my lord, this way please."

The disappointment in Li Wantang's heart was swept away immediately, and he turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

And it wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that a trace of melancholy appeared on the face of the Lord of Yaochi.

With Ling Xiao's looks and talent, it is an irresistible temptation for any young girl.

It was only at the beginning that Chi Luo was reduced to where he is now because he moved Fanxin.

Compared to Xia Chen, Ling Xiao is undoubtedly ten thousand times better.

I don't know if she, the saint of Yaochi, will be... safe and sound this time?

"Is Senior Sister Li practicing in the mountains all year round?"

The mountain road was tortuous, and Ling Xiao walked side by side.

Now that Bai Ling, Xia Zhimeng, Yu Yi and others had just set off, and the trip to kill the temple had just begun, he was not in a hurry to show up.

In short, he had to pry Chi Luo's mouth open first, and know Qingyang's true background, so that he would be safe.

"Ah, um... Ever since Senior Sister Chi Luo returned to the sect, Master has not allowed anyone to go down the mountain for nearly 300 years..."

Li Wantang gave a wry smile, and a look of longing was evident in his eyes.

Qing Cang's situation is turbulent, but for contemporary people, it is a better opportunity for experience.

Staying in the mountains all day, what kind of luck can you encounter.

"So that's how it is. If senior sister wants to go down the mountain to practice in the future, she can go with Ling. Ling still has some reputation in Qingcang."

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled. An unborn saint of the Holy Land, I am afraid that if she kneads it a little, the luck on her body will even fall off her clothes.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Li Wantang really did not expect that Ling Xiao would take the initiative to invite her to go down the mountain to practice, and a look of anticipation flashed across her beautiful eyes.

"However... Young Master, my senior sister is not very easy to get along with now. When you see her later, I'm afraid you will return in vain."

"Is it."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent and didn't explain.

The reason why Chi Luo trapped himself in the ancestral hall was probably to atone for the sins in his heart.

But... 300 years have passed, and this crime has become even more serious.

Man, it's easy to forgive others, but the hardest... is to forgive yourself.

Therefore, Ling Xiao intends to give her a chance to kill her enemies and return Xia Chen justice.

"Well, the young master doesn't know something. At the beginning, my senior sister...had a Taoist companion that I loved very much, but I didn't expect that he colluded with the ghost clan and practiced an extremely evil method. In the end, my senior sister broke with him and killed him in the sect. in the door."

Li Wantang suddenly lowered her voice, and whispered in Ling Xiao's ear.

"Oh?"

"Since then, the senior sister has locked herself in the ancestral hall of the ancestor, perhaps to atone for the man. For 300 years, the senior sister has never stepped out of the ancestral hall, nor said a word to anyone."

"I see."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, but when he looked up, he saw an ancient palace built of bluestones standing at the end of the mountain, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Originally, it was Xia Chen who had returned from rebirth who walked to the holy land of Yaochi today.

However, this son of destiny met Ling Xiao as soon as he was born, and ended up dying.

Therefore, his revenge can only be avenged by Ling Xiao.

Brother Xia, you...don't need to thank me.

"Young master, here we are..."

Li Wantang stopped, not daring to take a step closer to the stone hall, "My lord, my senior sister's temper is... a little... a little irritable. Normally, no one dares to enter the ancestral hall except Shizun..."

"Go back."

Ling Xiao walked up to the stone hall and pushed the door open.

Immediately, there was only a wave of yin tide blowing towards my face. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

Li Wantang didn't leave in a hurry, for fear that Ling Xiao would be chased out by Chi Luo, with his hands hanging in front of his body, a worried expression on his face.

When I saw him today, this descendant of the Ling clan was just like the rumors, with a gentle temperament and decent conversation, without any arrogance.

Sure enough, under the prestigious reputation, there is no falsehood.

"Saint Chi Luo."

At this time, Ling Xiao looked at the figure in the hall who was dressed in sackcloth, with long hair hanging down, kneeling on the ground, and his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.

It stands to reason that with Chi Luo's talent, after 300 years, he should have stepped into the holy realm long ago.

But, no, it's only in the realm of the second rank of Zunjing, which is not even as good as the contemporary people.

It seems that in the past 300 years, she has really lived in pain.

Hearing the sound, Chi Luo's body trembled slightly, and he turned his head in a daze. The next moment, his beautiful eyes froze.

The sunlight outside the hall poured down, making Ling Xiao's figure more slender and taller against the background.

At this time, his face was not clear, only a few outlines could be seen faintly.

Inexplicably, Chi Luoyu lightly covered her lips with her hands, and apart from panic, there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

"Achen!!!"

"I'm not Xia Chen, my name is Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao walked up to Chi Luo, and the latter's expression froze instantly.

She stared blankly at Ling Xiao, looking at this handsome and resolute face, the brilliance in her eyes that had just flashed dimmed in an instant.

"Ling Xiao...Ling Xiao..."

At this time, Chi Luo no longer had the appearance of a saint.

His face is tired and his hair is dull.

Even compared to the Lord of Yaochi, he lacked a bit of grace and charm.

"I don't know you, you go out."

"The saint doesn't know me, but I... know Xia Chen."

Ling Xiao sneered, a person of the second rank of dignity naturally poses no threat to him.

As long as Ling Xiao wants to, he can capture her at any time and search for her soul.

Chapter 1368, Qingyang Identity

In fact, Ling Xiao has roughly guessed the bloody plot between Chi Luo, Xia Chen, and Qing Yang.

Now her greatest role is to expose Qingyang's crimes in front of all the powerful people in the Temple of Killing.

At that time, no matter what force is behind him, it will be a dead end.

Killing Chi Luo was not difficult for Ling Xiao, but when she died, Ling Xiao's one-sided words and that soul-thirsty ghost bead were not enough to convince the crowd.

Therefore, Chi Luo can die, but he must die in front of the powerful people in the killing temple.

"What... what?"