Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

The severe pain instantly made Ji Fan's body tense and his jaws split.

He stared blankly at his severed palm, which was torn with flesh and blood, and splattered with bones.

At this time, Ling Xiao's actions seemed to confirm his suspicions more and more! !

Ling Xiao, the emperor of the human race, is definitely not as bright as it seems on the surface.

Even at this time, he had a faint illusion that everything he had experienced recently might be just a part of this chess game.

From the very beginning, they fell into the trap of the emperor.

"Buzz!"

only! !

Before Ji Fan could think about it, he suddenly felt a ray of soul light blooming in front of him.

And his soul sea was completely annihilated directly in this brilliance! !

"Did, congratulations to the Host for killing the son of luck. The plundering luck is worth 9,000 points, and the villain is worth 90,000 points."

With the sound of a system prompt, Ji Fan's body collapsed directly to the ground.

And Ling Xiao just took a serious look at the spirit shuttle in his hand, then he put it in the Qiankun ring and walked outside the ancient forest.

Time flies like a shuttle, and the road of life is so enchanting.

A pity, sigh.

Behind him, Ye Qingchan waved her hand gently, and a chill quietly filled the air, freezing and shattering the entire ancient forest, along with Ji Fan's corpse, without leaving a trace.

Thousands of miles of sky, Ling Xiao walked on.

At this time, he had already received Ling Yuanxing's voice transmission. The strong Ling Clan was on his way, and he would soon descend to the Qianji Domain to lead a group of Momen disciples to the Ling Clan.

Ling Xiao actually didn't have much interest in this Fang Zongmen.

However, if he wants to build a warship on a large scale, he is bound to need... a lot of tool people.

Rather than spending time cultivating, this sect, which has inherited endless years, is obviously more suitable.

As long as they enter the God War Realm, they will completely fall under Ling Xiao's control.

Next, Ling Xiao just needs to fix Luo Xue, help her solve the serious troubles of the Luo clan, and get the real inheritance of this ancient clan, and the game will be complete.

As for the spiritual materials and spiritual stones needed to forge the battleship mechanism...

Feng Ruge has become a god, and with her nature, it is not difficult to quickly accumulate wealth.

What's more, Su Yan has already controlled the entire Tiansheng Merchant Alliance and gathered the good fortune of the Qingcang world.

And this is the meaning of the layout, step by step, laying the groundwork, every step is indispensable.

When everything is ready, Zhang Tian is nothing but a matter of course.

"Yan'er."

Ling Xiao stopped suddenly, stood above the void, picked up a sound transmission, and said a few words before heading towards Yunxiang Restaurant.

At the same time, in the restaurant.

Luo Xue looked nervously at Hua Xun in front of her, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her jade hands, looking rather uneasy.

"Flower girl... son, he..."

"Young master is resting, didn't you tell me to come tomorrow? Is that decided?"

Hua Xun smiled gently and stood in front of the door.

"Well... I'm waiting to decide to follow the son, and I hope that the son can... give us a chance."

Luo Xue bit her red lips with an indescribable shyness.

She understands that the righteousness of the son is only a protection for the common people.

But he has no responsibility to help the entire Luo tribe get through this difficult time.

After all, clan battles, each with their own grudges, can’t be called who is right and who is wrong, it’s just a contradiction that accumulates over time.

Therefore, if you want to ask the son to take action, you must pay some price.

Lingbao, medicinal pills, and so on, I am afraid that the son will not be rare at all.

And the most precious creation that Luo Xue possesses is her innocent body. Fortunately, looking at the young master's previous actions, he seems to be... quite interested in her.

"Oh, then you wait here, the son is resting..."

"Bangdang."

Before Hua Xun could finish speaking, the door behind him suddenly opened, and Ling Xiao was standing in the room with a gentle expression, with a faint smile on his lips, "Huh? Miss Luo, are you here?"

"Young Master! Luo Xue is terrified to disturb your son's rest."

Luo Xue and the others hurriedly bowed down and bowed down. Ji Bo, who had always been arrogant and domineering in front of Ji Fan, didn't even dare to say more at this time.

"It's okay! Why don't you see that fellow Daoist Ji Fan?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and greeted a few people into the room.

At this time, Ye Qingchan was sitting in front of the long table in the room, carefully cooking tea.

Quiet and docile, she was completely different from the cold and arrogant woman who had been frozen for nine days and killed all enemies.

"Ji Fan will pretend to be forced, and there will always be a day when he regrets it."

Ji Bo snorted coldly, for fear that Ling Xiao would be angry because of it.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, let us wish him an early climb to the top of the sky."

Ling Xiao sighed and didn't say much, "What are your plans, but it doesn't matter."

"Well…"

Luo Xue bit her red lips, looking hesitant.

Ji Fan and the others looked at each other and said with a humble expression, "Emperor, as long as you can ask us to follow you, we are all willing to be cows and horses."

"Being a cow or a horse?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly and looked at Luo Xue playfully, "You think so too?"

"Sir...I..."

Luo Xue hesitated to speak, but finally nodded, her pretty face blushing.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, I will send someone to take you to a sect, where there will be enough medicinal herbs for you to practice."

Ling Xiao smiled gently and did not rush to ask Luo Xue.

After all, this daughter of destiny has already thrown herself into the net, and it is impossible to escape.

"Thank you, son! Thank you son!"

Ji Bo and others bowed and bowed, looking excited, and walked out of the room under Ling Xiao's gesture.

Although Luo Xue had some hesitation on her face, she still seemed to have some concerns. In the end, she didn't say anything and turned to leave.

It wasn't until the breath of the four people disappeared that Ye Qingchan brought a pot of tea and filled it up for Ling Xiao herself, "Sir, then I'll go back to the realm first."

At this moment, how could she not see the determination flashing in Luo Xue's eyes.

I'm afraid, this arrogant woman from the lower realms will soon return to her room to talk with Ling Xiao at night and become Guan Bao's acquaintance.

She's here, out of place.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and gave Ye Qingchan a meaningful look.

The reason why he has always brought this woman by his side is not only because of her luck and talent, but the most important point is her personality.

Well-behaved and sensible, he has no doubts about all the decisions Ling Xiao made.

"After drinking so much tea, it's still the most delicious thing my Qingchan cooks by herself."

Ling Xiao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled brightly, "Go ahead."

Soon, night falls.

Ling Xiao was holding a sound transmission, her eyes were extremely clear.

"My lord, I have found out that Haoshan Sect is located in the Hanyuan Region in the southeast of Qingcang. The Sect Master Hu Ba Dao is a seventh-rank powerhouse in the holy realm. There is a supreme ancestor in the sect who has been in seclusion all year round. As for the one you mentioned. The person surnamed Luo, named Luo Wufeng, ascended from Yuzhou a thousand years ago, and it is said that he was seriously injured when he was in the calamity of the Supreme Being.

"Oh? Seriously injured?"

Ling Xiao's eyes wavered and he smiled, "Then I guess...he probably died in Guanzhong."