Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Feng Chi, who are you... who are you?"

Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at the girl with a solemn face.

From her, Ling Xiao could feel an extremely ancient atmosphere.

This kind of breath is almost rotten, but it is still immortal.

original! !

Regarding the origin of Fengling, Ling Xiao had some guesses in his heart.

On the ninth floor of the ancient glazed pagoda, the artifact spirit awakened from a slumber for thousands of years, or the wisdom born from the last magic bone.

But now, it doesn't seem to be.

Especially since the Upper Realm, this girl seems to have suddenly awakened many memories, becoming more and more mysterious and powerful, and even the divine blood sealed by the four ancient dynasties can hardly shake her.

You know, with Ling Xiao's body as a demon, when facing that drop of golden blood, he felt endless fear.

But Feng Ling just waved his hand and completely suppressed it.

"Ling Xiao, actually... I also really want to know who I am..."

Feng Ling's eyes became more and more lonely, a kind of loneliness that shared the same sorrow with heaven and earth.

"I'll find out, who... ripped me from everything..."

Just as Ling Xiao frowned and pondered in his heart, he saw the young girl in front of him, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Like a lily blooming in the dark, it is clearly cold, but it is inexplicably warm.

"That demon bone is located right east of Yamanaka, but there seems to be an ancient aura next to it, so be careful."

After the words fell, Feng Ling ignored the surprise on Ling Xiao's face, and directly raised his feet and walked towards the sky.

only! !

Just when her figure was about to disappear, she looked down at Na Wu Le in annoyance, raised her jade hand lightly, and then... held it lightly.

I saw that at this time, there seemed to be an invisible giant force that turned into a sea tide, pouring out in the area of ​​Wu Le's body.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly stopped and said, "Wind chimes! Stop!"

"Um?"

Above the void, Feng Ling was wearing a black dress, her pretty face was indifferent, and Xiao Xiaoqiong seemed to let out a light hum, "Noisy, who told him to wake me up."

Hearing this, a wry smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face, "I'll come."

"Buzz!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden humming sound.

I saw Wu Le's head, and the thundercloud slammed down.

Among them, it seems that rivers are surging, sacred mountains are crumbling, and a blood moon is slowly rising, shining on the sky of all ages.

Suddenly, a daze appeared on Wu Le's face, and the world in front of him finally became completely dark at this time.

I saw a path of remnant souls slowly walking from the end of the darkness, drowning him.

No matter how hard Wu Le struggled, it was difficult for him to make a sound.

This short period of time was actually the most terrifying nightmare Wu Le had ever experienced in his life.

In the ancient forest, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the numb young man in front of him, whose whole body had long since lost the slightest vitality, there was not a trace of fluctuation on his face.

Behind him, the eyes of Feng Ruge's three girls were all a little frightened.

In just a few months, Young Master's cultivation seems to have reached a level that they can't reach.

Although the three of them joined forces just now, Wu Le has been forced to death.

However, it is one thing to gain the upper hand, and it is another thing to kill.

What's more, the young master didn't seem to make a move at all, and Wu Le was already dead.

"Go and cultivate. Next, you will all have a new immortal path."

Ling Xiao turned around and said to Feng Ruge's three girls.

Now everything is in place, just wait for midnight to come. At this time, Wu Le had been controlled by Ling Xiao's soul imprint and became a soul slave.

As long as he has a thought, the latter's soul sea will be completely shattered.

At that time, not only will the divine body qi be transported, but Lu Ming will be unable to escape.

"Yes! Son!"

The three women looked at each other, turned and walked towards the depths of the domain.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, raised his head and looked at the graceful figure still sitting cross-legged in the void, shrouded in tribulation thunder, and the corner of his mouth gradually raised a smile.

Gu Chaoci's holy calamity will not be over for a while.

As for the concerns in her heart, Ling Xiao also had some guesses.

It's just that he still doesn't know which link has revealed the flaw.

But, in any case, the 100,000 luck is indeed... terrifying.

Even if Ling Xiao takes every step and thinks that everything is seamless, but now it seems that in front of these people with great luck, there will still be flaws.

I just don't know what kind of luck Jun Hanche, who pressed Gu Chaoci's head on the ancient tablet of Daotian, was carrying him.

Faintly, Ling Xiao seemed to have a hunch that this person's background might not be from the blue and blue world, or even a contemporary person.

But compared with Xia Feng and others he met before, the opportunity for Jun Hanche to appear is somewhat mysterious.

So much so that Ling Xiao was a little confused for a while.

This fairy way is really... magnificent.

The road to cutting the sky is a long way to go!

at the same time.

Daotian Academy, deep in the back mountain.

I saw here, the ancient forests are stacked, and the fog is heavy.

There are thousands of peaks and strange rocks.

Among them, two figures stand side by side on the edge of the cliff on the top of a Wanren Mountain, overlooking the Great Abyss Cloud Sea, out of the dust like a fairy.

Night falls, Xingbo Yueming.

The wisps of moonlight fell down, illuminating that lonely peak stone wall as bright as day.

"Master, this is the moon-watching platform of our Daotian Academy. It is the most secluded and beautiful place in the whole academy at night."

Li Zhichu's pretty face was rosy, and from time to time she turned her eyes to the young man beside her.

At this time, Ling Xiao's face was quite calm, but a pair of eyes seemed to have purple meaning flowing, flawless and free from vulgarity.

"It's really a good place to admire the moon."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and saw Li Zhichu take out two wine jars from the Qiankun Ring and hand them one to Ling Xiao, "I know that your son likes to drink, this righteous brewing is my master's unique secret recipe, it is made with awe-inspiring spirit. It's made, the son will taste it."

"it is good."

Ling Xiao smiled, lifted the seal of the wine, and only smelled a fragrance that was mellow and refreshing.

Before the wine entered his throat, Haoran was already clear, and his body was full of turbid qi and exhausted.

"Good wine."

Ling Xiao raised his head, took a sip, and felt a hot, sword-like spiritual energy penetrating his internal organs. It was extremely intense at first, but turned into a warm feeling that traveled all over the body, dispelling the cold silence.

"Sir, how is it?"

Li Zhichu covered his mouth and chuckled, and the moonlight shone down, making that pretty face even more fair and delicate, as flawless as a beautiful jade, which could be broken by blowing a bullet, which was truly alluring.

I have to say that in terms of appearance alone, this Li Zhichu can be called a national beauty, and his temperament is even more gentle and pleasant.

But, a woman with no luck, to Ling Xiao, is destined to be just an unimportant scenery on the way to the fairy.

"Good, but..."

Ling Xiao hesitated, but finally shook his head and smiled, "Senior Sister Li, your little junior brother seems to be quite hostile to me."

"Um?"

The smile on Li Zhichu's face instantly condensed, and his bright eyes seemed to be a little flustered, "You mean... Junior Brother Lu Ming?"