Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Um?"

Ying Qianjue frowned slightly, and looked coldly at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of Wu Hongsi, with a chill in his eyes, "Junior, you are courting death."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly, "If senior said that, then today... Ling Xiao would like to see how you want to kill me."

"Ling Xiao?!"

Suddenly, Ying Qianjue's whole body was full of killing intent, and there was a flash of fear in the depths of his eyes.

He looked up and glanced at Yuan Kong, for fear that an ancient bronze decree would suddenly appear there and kill him on the spot.

When Ling Xiao was born, he had a dispute with the ancestor of the Ye clan.

A certain supreme being of the Ling Clan threw a command from a distance of thousands of miles, killing the Ye Clan ancestor who had already entered the Heavenly Sovereign cultivation base on the spot.

This incident has now become a nightmare in the hearts of countless powerhouses in Qingcang.

The young master of the Ling clan, with an unparalleled reputation and outstanding immortality.

But compared to this famous immortal pose, what is more terrifying for him is his identity.

"It turned out to be the young master of the Ling clan. Forgive the old man's clumsiness, the young master made a mistake."

Ying Qianjue resisted the anger in his heart, and bowed his hands towards Ling Xiao as a supreme body.

Today, the Tianque Mansion and the Emperor Shenwu have completely torn apart their faces. If they offend the young master of the Ling clan again at this time, the situation will become difficult.

"Senior just said that the eldest princess Shenwu joined forces with the ghost clan to kill the two great talents of Tianque Mansion?"

Ling Xiao smiled gently, not relying on his identity to make Qian Jue difficult, but it made the latter's heart tremble, and his favor was multiplied.

"Not bad! When Yu'er was besieged and killed, he used this old man's incarnation of a divine soul. The old man saw with his own eyes that those people were full of ghosts and had strange methods."

"But as far as I know, the eldest princess has a death spell on her body, and it was also cast by a ghost cultivator. How could she be in the same boat as a ghost cultivator?"

Ling Xiao frowned and looked at Wu Hongsi with some doubts, "Princess, I hope you can tell me the truth, otherwise even if I want to help you, I'm afraid I can't do anything."

"This…"

Wu Hongsu hesitated slightly, and saw the figures of the two ancient ancestors of the Wu clan descending from the sky again, and suddenly sighed in her heart, "Young master, the truth is true, I once sent someone to search for Miss Xiangyun, and I hope to ask her for the solution of the Bleeding Soul Curse. the way..."

Out of trust in Ling Xiao, Wu Hongsi didn't hide it anymore.

After all, Li Xun's death was a fact. After all, she was the most innocent person.

Collusion with the ghost repair, this sin is too big, once it is confirmed, let alone Wu Hongsi, even the entire Shenwu emperor will be destroyed.

"This…"

Ling Xiao's eyes were light, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"But the person I sent out also died."

Wu Hong silk and silver teeth clenched tightly. At this time, she had a feeling that Tianque Mansion was mostly looking for an excuse to excuse Xiangyun.

After all, in terms of collusion with the ghost repair, the suspicion of that contemporary Yanjue seems to be even greater.

"died?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, with a solemn expression on his face, "So... people from both of your forces died in the Shenwu Border Region?"

"Hey... two people, is it possible that the people of the ghost clan deliberately set up and framed the blame, the purpose is to provoke a battle between the two great lines?"

"What the young master said is not unreasonable, but my disciples Wu Yu and Xiang Yun both died in Shenwu territory. Today, the emperor must give me an explanation!"

Ying Qianjue took a deep breath, his attitude was particularly decisive.

With Wuyu's talent, as long as he cultivates step by step, he will sooner or later be able to step into the supreme level and become the opportunity for the glory of Tianque Mansion.

Now that he has died inexplicably in the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty, if he swallows this breath, doesn't it mean that in the future, anyone can arbitrarily kill the disciples of Tianque Mansion? !

"This…"

Ling Xiao gave a wry smile, shook his head at Wu Hongsi, and took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, "This matter is very important, and it is inconvenient for an outsider to be involved too much, eldest princess, it seems that this Tianque mansion Ling is Don't go."

"Son..."

Wu Hongshu's eyes were light, but he finally pushed the Qiankun bag back in front of Ling Xiao, "What your son has done for Hong Su has already been benevolent and righteous, it is indeed Hong Su's fault in this matter, so I will not bother my son. ."

The current situation is extremely dangerous for Wu Hongsi. But what does it matter?

The blood curse on her body is not broken, and there is a possibility of falling at any time.

Die sooner or die later, what's the difference?

It is the son, who dared to block a Heavenly Sovereign for her just now with the body of a respected realm. This daring heart is really moving.

Young master, what virtue and ability of red silk, a married woman, can't even make promises with her body! !

What else is there to say, Young Master Ling Xiao, you are... righteous! !

"Hey, the girl of luck has a heart of life and death, congratulations to the Host for looting 5,000 points of luck, and the villain for 50,000 points."

"Princess, please forgive me."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, and turned to the two people, Emperor Shenwu and Ying Qianjue, and bowed their hands, "The Emperor and Elder Ying, there will be a future."

"Master Ling Xiao!!"

Emperor Shenwu's eyes were deep, and a touch of gentleness suddenly appeared on his face, "The Moonfall Palace is the palace that the emperor gave to the son, and those ... "handmaids" will always be in the palace, waiting for the son to come."

"This...Thanks to the emperor."

After the words fell, Ling Xiao didn't hesitate any longer, holding Xuanyuan Weiyang's jade hand, raised his foot and walked towards the outside of the hall.

And just as the figures of several people disappeared, in the depths of the imperial palace, there was a sudden shock of Kamui, and the supreme momentum suddenly fell.

Obviously! !

The fact that Ying Qianjue is here today means that Tianque Mansion will never let it go.

And once the two supreme Dao Lineages start the immortal battle, the entire Qingcang... is bound to be truly turbulent!

"Son..."

Xuanyuan Weiyang hugged Ling Xiao's arm and hesitated.

"I know what you want to say, but... Weiyang, the dispute between the two supreme Taoists is not something I can stop."

Ling Xiao shook his head with a rather solemn expression.

And Xuanyuan Weiyang suddenly pouted "Oh" and never dared to speak again.

Behind the two of them, Yao Guang folded his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, always feeling that this journey of divine martial arts...is really too twists and turns.

She had already understood the principles of cause and effect, and she felt extremely sensitive to the power of cause and effect.

At this time, although she couldn't see through the real conspiracy behind this incident, she had an inexplicable intuition that all the cause and effect... all belonged to Ling Xiao.

"What's wrong with the Buddha? He looks preoccupied."

But just as Yao Guang pondered, he heard a gentle voice suddenly coming from in front of him, and his delicate body trembled quietly.

"Amitabha, the little monk just thinks that the eldest princess is really pitiful."

"Hey, there's a lot of suffering in this world, but it's a pity that Ling You's words are light, and you can't do it all at once."

Ling Xiao sighed in disappointment, and when he looked up again, he saw that Zhan Xiaotian was straight and had already met the mountain road.

"Lord!"

At this moment, the face of this Son of Destiny was filled with sincere joy and excitement.

After three hundred years of separation, the longing for the old dynasty and his relatives had already made his heart tremble, and he couldn't stop.

"Well, let's go, I'll take you back to the War Dynasty first."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, turned his head and glanced at the few Shenwu princesses who were waiting eagerly on the top of the mountain in the distance, and there was no wavering on his face.

Immediately, I saw his palm wave lightly, and a Qiankun bag suddenly flew out and fell into Wu Nianci's palm.

"The medicinal pills here are enough for you to use for a hundred years, so you can practice with peace of mind."

"Thank you sir!!"

The girls leaned over and bowed down, watching the figures walk away, with complex expressions on their faces.

With their identities, I didn't expect the young master to bring them by his side.

And with this layer of protection, they no longer have to worry about which little prince will be assigned by the emperor at will, but they can practice with peace of mind.

Since he is in the immortal way, after all...strength is respected.