Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"interesting"

Ling Xiao looked at Lin Xi in front of him, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Life is short and urgent, I think you will never give up.

"Nine thousand spirit stones."

"One hundred thousand."

"Xi'er, you're crazy, the green devil cauldron I left for you, but the classic inheritance of the immortal great teacher Laoerzong, you are a low-quality artifact in this area"

Ling Lao's voice clearly contained a trace of anger.

q cool! Craftsman C net MJ genuine first k issued mj0 "

It seems that this disciple of mine has been stimulated by Ling Xiao to be close to a madman!

"Lao Ling, don't be impatient, I didn't want this tripod."

Lin Xisen sneered, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

With the vision of his Son of Destiny, spiritual treasures that are not related to the ancients are naturally disdainful.

At this time, the price was raised, but he wanted to cheat Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, if I encounter something I like later, wouldn't it still be taken away by Ling Xiao?

This dog has just snatched his Nine Tribulations Sword, and now it's time to pay the price.

"Want to trick me?"

But how could Lin Xi escape Ling Xiao's eyes with this little thought. He sneered and stopped bidding.

"Um?"

Time passed slowly, and panic gradually emerged in Lin Xi's eyes.

There are only 100,000 spirit stones in labor and capital, if they spend it on such a waste treasure

Lin Xi suddenly wanted to cry, and even couldn't help but want to ask Ling Xiao, eldest brother, why didn't you follow?

Should not be ah.

It was just a broken ancient treasure, and this descendant of the Ling Clan was willing to spend 70,000 spirit stones.

Isn't this tripod going to be used to pick up girls now?

Why did you give up now?

"Is there no more bids?"

On the high platform, the charming woman also glanced at Ling Xiao in surprise, apparently feeling that stopping at this moment was too in line with the noble temperament of the son.

"Congratulations to this son, he successfully photographed the Nine Dragons Howling Cauldron!"

Gan! !

This Ling Xiao really didn't make an offer!

Lin Xi swallowed hard, took the ancient cauldron from the handmaiden with trembling hands, and there was a faint trace of tears in his eyes.

"Wow, sure enough, the son is just asking."

A trace of loss flashed across Lin Meng's face.

For a moment, she thought Ling Xiao was auctioning off this divine cauldron for her.

"Don't you have spiritual stones? Why don't you continue to bid?"

Nian Qingyun sneered, as if she was with Ling Xiao, she was talking too much.

"Oh, I just suddenly remembered that I seem to have a divine cauldron in my hand."

Ling Xiao scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Puchi!!"

Finally, Lin Xi's efforts, which he had just suppressed, splattered on the ground again.

"What's your name?"

Ling Xiao casually took out a scarlet treasure tripod from the Qiankun bag.

It was the Primordial Primordial Cauldron he got when he killed Qin Feng that day, and the rank was slightly higher.

"My name is Lin Meng!"

Lin Meng's face was flushed, and she didn't even dare to look directly into Ling Xiao's eyes.

The Fire Cloud Sect she was in was just an inconspicuous little sect on this Eastern Border.

And her beauty, let alone Nian Qingyun, even compared with Fu Yunyao, there is a huge gap.

A little girl is not talented, how can she win the favor of the son?

"Lin Meng? The green mist lingers in the forest, the big dream is long, and the name is good."

Ling Xiao nodded, as expected of the three great tyrants in ancient times.

The Lin, Qin, and Xiao clans, as expected, have produced arrogance from generation to generation.

Of the ten people of destiny, nine came from these three surnames.

The remaining one, mostly died of natural disasters.

Are you complimenting me?

Lin Meng covered her red lips with both hands, her delicate body trembling slightly from excitement. In her capacity, it was impossible to have a half-point intersection with Ling Xiao.

You must know, how many proud women in the entire Holy State are waiting eagerly, just to be seen by the son?

"This Hunyuan Divine Cauldron is also an artifact. You and I are destined to give it to you."

Ling Xiao handed the ancient cauldron into Lin Meng's hands.

"This this"

"Master Ling Xiao, this divine tripod is too precious, we can't have it"

Yin Tianxing's eyes flashed a gloomy look. Given his strength, how dare he offend the descendant of the Ling family in front of him, he could only refuse with a wry smile.

At this time, he had already made up his mind secretly that when he returned to the sect this time, he immediately asked his grandfather to arrange a marriage for him and Lin Meng, and completely possessed Lin Meng.

Even if Ling Xiao's background is strong, he won't be rushing to be a pick-up man, right?

"You? Did I say I gave it to you?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and shook his head slightly, "No one dares not to refuse the things I gave."

overbearing! Strong!

Not provocative.

"Master"

Lin Meng was obviously at a loss, and secretly glanced at Yin Tianxing.

It can be seen that she is still very dependent on this senior brother in her heart.

"Don't worry, I don't mean anything else, I just see that you have a fate, an artifact, for me, it's not worth mentioning."

Ling Xiao smiled mildly, how could he be so fierce, he reached out and handed the ancient cauldron into Lin Meng's hands.

"Thank you sir"

Lin Meng's eyes were full of admiration. Although it wasn't mixed with any love, the respect was real.

If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

but

If you want this simple little girl to surrender to her heart, you have to think of a way to kill this Senior Brother Yin first.

It's easy to kill, it's just an ant.

But it's not right to want to be immortal, and it's seamless, so you have to use some means.

"Humph."

Nian Qingyun snorted lightly, and his whole body circulated coldly.

"What's wrong? Is your nose uncomfortable?"

Ling Xiao reached out and put his hand on her fragrant shoulder.

"Get your dirty hands off."

Nian Qingyun's tone was indifferent, and she didn't even look at Ling Xiao.

"Are you angry that I gave someone something?"

Ling Xiao sighed, and his tone suddenly became serious.

"Yes!"

Nian Qingyun blurted out, and her pretty face instantly turned red.

"She looks a little like her mother when she was young"

There was a hint of loneliness in Ling Xiao's eyes, but Nian Qingyun was completely attracted by the look on his face.

This expression has a story.

Isn't Ling Xiao's mother the first alchemist in the Eastern Border, Holy Master Xuanyuan?

That's right, it seems that when Ling Xiao was ten years old, the Holy Master Xuanyuan left the Ling family and returned to the Danyuan Holy Land.

He also swore that he would never set foot on the Ling Clan again in this life.

For a ten-year-old child, it must be very painful to suddenly lose his mother's care.

Thinking like this, the coldness on Nian Qingyun's face instantly dissipated, and turned into a rare tenderness.

"sorry"

"Huh? What's there to be sorry for, I said, you will slowly get to know the real me."

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, with a free and easy expression on his face.

It seemed that such misunderstandings had long been accustomed to him.

I'm sorry!

I have never seen Xuanyuan Yue when she was young!

Women, sympathy is sometimes overflowing.

Most of them have no resistance to men who are kind, honest, filial, sunny, handsome, caring, responsible, motivated, and lasting and rich!

It's just that this scene fell in Nian Qingyun's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit of distress.

it's me.

It's his fault.

But why do I feel distressed? !