Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

In the past few days, almost everything Ling Xiao did could be regarded as shocking Qingcang.

Whether it is leading the black demon guards to enter the Xiao clan for the servant of the god emperor, killing the young master of the Xiao clan, or visiting the four great gods, vowing to fight with the demons to immortality, this young generation has seen a brave and righteous man, A peerless son who dares to love and hate.

Different from the young master of the Lord's Palace, although Ling Xiao's status is also supreme, but he...is not a bit arrogant and alienated, he is always in front of everyone, real, simple, and approachable.

of course!

The premise is not to provoke Gu Chaoci.

The body of Lord Shaoyang had already been taken away by the strong men of the Holy Emperor Palace, but unexpectedly, the power inherited by the Great Emperor Fang didn't even fart, and returned to the sect in a desperate manner overnight.

even! !

According to gossip, the Palace Master of the Holy Emperor has personally ordered the sect to be sealed and practiced in closed doors.

As soon as this remark came out, Qing Cang was in an uproar.

Although many people had expected that the Holy Emperor Palace would probably not provoke the Ling clan for a dead Tianjiao, but this way of doing things was quite surprising.

At the same time, contemporary Tianjiao is becoming more and more afraid of the word "Ling Clan".

Invincible boy, invincible clan.

Good luck! !

This boy is a gentle and upright man!

Otherwise, there would be countless dead souls and ghosts in this Qingcang world.

"Son!"

Jin Han'er and the others looked at the two people walking side by side, immediately got up and bowed down.

Even Xuanyuan Weiyang and Yao Guang looked happy, with anticipation hidden in their eyes.

In the end, Ling Xiao sat between Jin Han'er and Xuanyuan Weiyang, ignoring the flash of disappointment on Yao Guang's face.

At this time, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wanjiao Banquet, as the name suggests, is a grand gathering for the Qingcang Tianjiao.

In such a place, people with good luck are naturally indispensable.

For example, sitting across from him at this time is a young man with an ordinary appearance but full of elegance, dressed in a dark green robe.

Eight thousand luck, six ranks of dignity, literary sage and Taoist heart.

Regarding the Tianjiao who came to this Tiancheng recently, Duoying had already found out and reported it to Ling Xiao.

This person's name is Zhao Badou, he is talented, he is the son of Wensheng Xiangong, he entered Taoism through literature, and has the reputation of reincarnation of Wensheng.

Of course, in Ling Xiao's view, although it is elegant to become a saint through writing, it is difficult to achieve a great way.

This fight for immortality is a word of struggle and a word of cutting.

Could it be that when you fight against others, you still want to recite a poem to suppress and kill powerful enemies?

Except for this person, Lijue Wang Yan, one of the twelve best in the Que Mansion that day, had a bit of luck, numbering in the four thousand, with brute strength and claimed to be invincible among his peers.

The rest of Shen Jing'an, Nangong Behe, and Xiang Kun had no luck and were not worth mentioning.

On the contrary, Wu Hongsi, the princess of Shenwu, has nine thousand lucks, and is the highest among all the people.

As Ling Xiao had expected before, although some well-known contemporary arrogances came to this kind of banquet, but... the real monsters who stand tall and tall are mostly those who have no other distractions, and they will never come here to join in the fun.

"I heard that you are going to have a wedding, and Ming Xi specially brought a jar of ten thousand-year-old monkey wine from the clan. You taste it first, and I will come to accompany you to get drunk later... Fangxiu."

Hua Mingxi waved her jade hand lightly, and took out a clay altar from the Qiankun Ring, and placed it on the long case in front of Ling Xiao, "Han'er, serve the young master for me first."

"Don't worry! Go and get busy."

Jin Han'er smiled charmingly, lightly opened the wine seal, and filled Ling Xiao's jade cup.

At this moment, she was also curious as to why the domineering Gu Chaoci didn't come with the young master, but...just in time, no one would bother her to have fun with the young master.

The rich aroma of wine wafted away, and a single ray of energy made many Tianjiao's faces intoxicated, and there were signs of resonance in the spiritual power of the whole body.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, glanced at the wine in the glass with some surprise, and the smile on his face grew wider.

If the Son of Destiny gets this kind of treatment, I'm afraid someone will jump out to give him face again.

However, at this time, although there were some arrogant eyes in the palace with envious eyes, no one dared to show any dissatisfaction.

Although this fairy wine is good, but... living is important! !

At the gate of the palace, there are still some young people gathered together, looking at the grand scene in the palace from a distance.

These people, either have low status and come from a small clan, or they have low cultivation bases and are not even qualified to enter the palace.

But even so, everyone still didn't want to leave, hoping to witness the demeanor of Qing Cang's arrogance with their own eyes outside this hall.

Especially the young master Ling Xiao, who is now a role model of immortality in the hearts of countless young people.

Some people even lined up here in the middle of the night to see the young master.

"As expected of the young master Ling Xiao, with such a fairy charm, he really has the power of a human emperor."

"That's right! It's a pity that no matter how gentle the young master's character is, it's not my turn to wait... Look at that Hua Mingxi, who is almost sending her body into the young master's arms."

"It's not just Hua Mingxi, who is the proud girl next to the young master, who is not the white moonlight in the eyes of the world? But in front of the young master, they are only worthy of serving tea and wine, playing and singing!"

Hearing the envy in everyone's tone, a young man in white shook his head slightly in the crowd, his eyes were quite clear.

Although he also longs for this respect that is admired by all people, he is not as superficial as everyone else.

A proud girl or something will only become a stumbling block on this fairy road.

What he wants is a couple for a lifetime! !

"Senior Brother Yang, shall we go?"

Beside him, Xia Zhimeng said with a gloomy pretty face, a little impatiently.

At this time, her figure, being squeezed and pushed by countless people, was already on the verge of anger.

Moreover, Xia Zhimeng felt an indescribable resentment in his heart when he saw the boy in black who was drinking and laughing in the palace surrounded by beauties.

It stands to reason that she has been imprinted with a soul by Ling Xiao, and she can be regarded as a servant girl.

But, why can they enter the hall to serve tea, but she can only stand outside the hall, being overwhelmed by the crowd?

Before he knew it, Xia Zhimeng's original resistance to Ling Xiao had dissipated.

Even, compared to Yang Yuan, what she yearns for more is the qualification to be able to stand beside Ling Xiao!

"Junior Sister Xia! Wait a minute, at the Wanjiao Banquet later, Tiansheng Merchant Guild will auction off some spirit treasures. You forgot, I promised to buy you a gift..."

Yang Yuan looked sincere and looked at Xia Zhimeng affectionately.

Can! !

The moment he finished speaking, the girl's face turned pale, as if she felt a little... want to vomit?

Is it too hot?

That's right, the entrance of this small hall is only a few feet in size, but thousands of figures are crowded.

Hey, junior sister!You can bear it any longer! !

As long as I get the inheritance of the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation, I will definitely let you in for the next Wanjiao Banquet!

Chapter 1163, Thunder Rhyme News

"Hey."

Xia Zhimeng sighed softly and said nothing more.

If it was before, she would still feel a little sadness for Yang Yuan.

But now, she no longer has the slightest liking for this senior brother who is always setting flags anytime and anywhere, but is as weak as an ant.

Sure enough, there are two feelings inside and outside the play.

It takes time to rise up against the sky, and if you can choose, who is willing to waste the good time in the life and death experience again and again?

Born invincible and supreme, isn't he fragrant?

Outside the main hall, it was noisy and crowded.

But in the main hall, all the geniuses were drinking, chatting and laughing, listening to the piano and enjoying the dance, leisurely and comfortably.

Hua Mingxi walked in front of people, smiling sweetly, but just when she was about to speak, a figure hurriedly rushed over from outside the hall.

"Second sister."

Zhang Jiuji looked flustered, and his forehead was soaked with sweat.

At this time, his eyes were extremely solemn, as if he had encountered a great trouble.

"I see, you go and have a rest first, and we'll talk about it later."

Hua Mingxi raised her jade hand lightly to stop Zhang Jiuji from speaking, she already guessed what this little junior brother wanted to say.

I'm afraid Lei Yun still didn't show up.

Now the eyes of the whole Qingcang and all the clan forces are almost focused on this heavenly city.

And if Lei Yun came here, there would be no reason not to show up.

Unless... She was seriously injured and fled back to the clan.

However, with Lei Yun's fiery temper, if she was seriously injured and escaped, she would definitely send someone to Daotian City to look for Zhang Jiuji.

No matter how bad it is, someone should send a letter to tell Hua Mingxi what happened.

Originally, Hua Mingxi thought that Lei Yun's delay in showing up was due to worries.

But today, all the prides are here, but she still has no news.

At this moment, Hua Mingxi was also flustered, her pretty face was pale, and she already had guesses in her heart.

I'm afraid... Lei Yun has already died at the hands of that mysterious woman.

But, why didn't the Thunder Dragons respond at all?

"Miss, ma'am?"

It wasn't until there were several shouts in front of him that Hua Mingxi woke up from his stupor, and turned to look at everyone apologetically.

"I'm sorry everyone, since everyone is here, let me announce that this Wanjiao Banquet will officially begin, and the food and drinks will be served!"

As Hua Mingxi finished speaking, he saw countless maids walking towards the back of the main hall, all wearing loose golden robes.

In the hands of the women, each held some exquisite dishes, and the spiritual light was blooming, and the fragrance was overflowing.

A banquet officially begins.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the hall, the people outside the hall at this time seemed somewhat humble.

At this moment, they could only watch the countless arrogances drinking wine and enjoying delicious food, with nothing but envy in their eyes.

"This Wanjiao banquet is nominally a banquet for all the arrogance here, but in fact it is divided into three, six, and nine grades. Like these youths with no background, even if they are talented, it is difficult for them to get into the eyes of the young master of the Hua family. "

Yang Yuan snorted coldly and clenched his palms unconsciously.

At this moment, he could see that there was obvious envy in Xia Zhimeng's eyes, this feeling of not being able to satisfy her wish was very uncomfortable.

"Junior Sister! Don't worry..."

"I know, I know!"

Xia Zhimeng waved his hand impatiently, and I will be completely liberated when you find the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation.

At this moment, she had already guessed that the reason why Ling Xiao spared Yang Yuan's life was probably to use him to find the location of the shrine.

However, why the young master went to great lengths to lure Yang Yuan to Daotian Academy is beyond her ability to guess.

"Uh... junior sister..."

Yang Yuan was slightly stunned, especially at this time, Xia Zhimeng hadn't even looked at him, the bored tone and indifferent expression suddenly made him a little at a loss.

So, how can love disappear?

It's not that you're weak, pretentious, and ugly!

"Drip! Destiny's self-doubt, congratulations to the host for plundering 3000 luck points, and the villain's 30000 points."