Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"what?!"

On the Shengyuan Hall, two Confucian Academy disciples trembled and almost fell from the top of the hall.

At this moment, the faces of the two of them were full of fear, "Lu Ming, what do you mean, we are here to arrest Young Master Ling Xiao?!"

"Senior brother? You can't talk nonsense. Senior sister is pure-hearted, but she was blinded by that Ling Xiao. We..."

"Whoosh!"

Before Lu Ming could finish speaking, he saw that one of the figures had turned into an afterimage and disappeared in an instant.

The rest of Lu Ming and another disciple of the Confucian Academy stared at them with big eyes and small eyes, with a look of resentment on their faces.

only! !

At this time, what Lu Ming resented was that senior brother's lack of cowardice. Hearing the word Ling Xiao, he showed such an unbearable side.

And the remaining Confucian disciple was simply resentful, and he was a step late.

At this time, Lu Ming stared at him with a pair of eyes, afraid that he would not be given another chance to escape easily.

No, brother.

Are you floating?

This has just won the title of No. 1 in the Fourth Academy, so dare to intervene in the relationship between Junior Sister Li... and Young Master Ling Xiao?

You want to die is your freedom, what do you mean by pulling me?

Young Master Ling Xiao, is it the kind of thing you can question?

puff.

Master Ling Xiao is still using the layout to calculate Junior Sister Li?

I am afraid that as long as the young master has a look, this proud daughter of the Qingcang Wanzong will take the initiative to dedicate her life.

Sister Li is a hammer? !

"Senior Brother Song, aren't you as courageous as Senior Brother Yin?"

Lu Ming's eyes were gloomy, and there was a hint of deep meaning.

"Hehe, what did Junior Brother Lu say? How could I, Song Qinghe, be as unpromising as his Yin Zhiwa? But... Junior Brother, I suddenly remembered, I have an appointment for a poker game tonight, and four are missing, or you should let me first. Go back and say hello to the other brothers?"

Song Qinghe smiled embarrassingly, but he didn't dare to face Lu Ming's eyes.

For some reason, at this time, he saw a trace of undisguised killing intent in the eyes of this little junior brother.

"Senior Brother Song, I am waiting for the disciples of the Confucian Academy to cultivate the righteousness of Confucianism and Taoism. If you let the treacherous evildoers harm your fellow disciples, won't your Taoist heart hurt?"

Lu Ming said indifferently, his whole body seemed to be flickering with light, and his eyes were full of threats.

"It hurts, but Junior Brother, I... don't want to die young... I still have an old mother at the foot of the mountain waiting for me to become an immortal and return home."

"Buzz!"

Just as Song Qinghe was about to kneel down and beg for mercy with a sad expression, in the darkness in the distance, a sudden sound of breaking wind resounded quietly.

Lu Ming's expression changed, and he put a talisman in his hand into Song Qinghe's hand, "Senior brother only needs to hide in the temple, and you don't have to interfere in other matters. If I misunderstood Ling Xiao, I will bear all the guilt alone, senior brother at this time. Running away, I'm afraid it will only lead to suspicion."

"You he…"

Song Qinghe was paralyzed, his eyes filled with resentment.

But Lu Ming had turned his head and looked at the figure walking out of the darkness, his eyes suddenly condensed.

At this time, he could see that although the figure did not deliberately cover its appearance, there was no trace of aura fluctuations around him, and it was obviously covered with a magical rune.

Wu Le! !

Lu Ming had also heard about this little Wu Xianggong.

It's just that when the six heroes of the demon clan arrived that day, Wu Le couldn't even withstand the power of Fengyan Yiyin, and he almost became the laughing stock of Qingcang.

He didn't expect that the one who secretly cooperated with Ling Xiao's tricks was actually this Baijie.

Sneaky, cover up your breath, go out at midnight.

Ling Xiao, I see you have something to explain. Lu Ming snorted coldly, his eyes seemed to sink, and he watched Wu Le push open the door of the main hall and stepped into it.

"Senior brother! You stay here."

Lu Ming turned his head and took a deep look at Song Qinghe, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

In the Hall of Saint Yuan, Wu Le took out a jug from the Qiankun Ring, and took out a jade white elixir from his arms, turned his head and glanced around, and then crushed it and poured it into the jug. .

After doing this, Wu Le picked up a sound transmission and said solemnly, "Young Master Ling Xiao, the wine has been prepared according to your instructions."

"Um."

It wasn't until a familiar voice came from the other end of the talisman that there was a trace of aura in the corner of the hall, in the dark place.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ming's figure came out of the darkness like a ghost, and the cold and evil flickering in those eyes made people tremble.

It is hard to imagine that a young man who cultivates Confucianism can have such a strange aura.

only! !

Contrary to the breath of the whole body, at this time, Lu Ming's eyes seemed to have golden light overflowing, the Buddha-nature was full, and the righteousness lasted forever.

Two diametrically opposed temperaments were perfectly integrated into one body by this young man.

"Um?"

Wu Le turned his head and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared. A pair of eyes were full of light, and there was a hint of sarcasm.

"You shouldn't... help Zhou to abuse."

Lu Ming's expression was cold and cruel. By this time, he was completely convinced that Ling Xiao's righteous and upright appearance concealed a sinister and evil heart.

It was obvious that he didn't have the slightest affection for Senior Sister at all, and he didn't even bother to spend time lying to her.

And with Lu Ming's understanding of Li Zhichu, even if the senior sister fell in love with the young master of the Ling clan, she would definitely not easily hand over her innocence to him.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Ling Xiao arranged such an evil plan.

"boom!!"

only! !

In the face of Lu Ming's scolding, Wu Le did not hesitate at all, his whole body was full of radiance, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, and it turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the former angrily.

"Humph."

Seeing this scene, Lu Ming's face not only did not have a trace of anger, but a cold smile on his face.

Seeing it, he was in a hurry, he didn't even explain it, and he was directly motivated to kill.

It's a pity that if it were someone else, he might still be afraid of the prestige of this little Wu Xianggong, and he might even kill him.

But, from the beginning to the end, Lu Ming never put these so-called human race hundred heroes in his eyes.

Because the exercises he cultivates and the spiritual treasures he controls are all the best creations in this world.

even! !

Even if the few monster clan heroes at the time, he still has the confidence to defeat them.

It's a pity that when he was hesitating, Ling Xiao took the shot first and took the lead.

If not, now his Lu Ming's name should be resounding in the green land.

"Om!!"

The rhythm of Shenhui and Daoism recovered, and the pieces were connected and staggered, and they circulated and closed around Lu Ming.

At this time, he didn't need to worry at all, he directly filled the special effects, and wanted to take this opportunity to attract the attention of the strong people who came to the academy.

"Boom!!"

Seeing this, the murderous intent in Wu Le's eyes became stronger, and his palm suddenly printed out, bursting with dazzling golden light.

"Humph."

Lu Ming snorted coldly, not afraid at all, Confucianism and Taoism were upright, like an ancient sage, overflowing with divine brilliance, and Taoism was natural.

The two figures collided suddenly, turning the entire ancient temple over in an instant, the smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and the spirit fell, blooming endlessly in this night.