Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Hehehe, the son is really good at joking!"

Feng Ruge picked up the teapot and filled Ling Xiao with tea, "If you are a demon, wouldn't this world become a demon's world? As for me, if I could silently kill the two young masters, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here. Seventh Peak has become an unknown little disciple."

"Ruge's current cultivation level should be in the realm of the third-grade gods? Besides, it is still the world's poisonous."

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a hint of playfulness, and Feng Ruge's hand holding the pot trembled for a moment.

At this time, she seemed to hesitate a little, should she count this holy son?

Why in front of him, she always has a feeling of being seen through?

and!

The temperament of this holy son is really unfathomable.

People Feng Ruge has met in the past can roughly guess his temperament, personality, and way of doing things with just a few encounters.

But the Ling Xiao in front of her really made her confused.

Sometimes, he is the light of the righteous path who bears morality, protects the common people, and slays demons and demons.

But sometimes his words and deeds are deviant, decisive and moody.

For the first time, Feng Ruge developed genuine curiosity and fear towards a peer.

"Young master is really wise, yes, my cultivation is at the third rank of Shenhou, but where do I start from poisoning?"

Feng Ruge put down the teapot, her brows twitched slightly, and she looked at Ling Xiao curiously, "It's scary for the young master to know everything."

"My holy sect has a look-ahead technique, which is quite impressive. As for detoxification, huh, the most poisonous thing in the world is beautiful. With a song-like appearance, I say that you are detoxification, isn't it too much?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, with gentle eyes, instantly dispelling Feng Ruge's doubts.

"Hehehe, the son is really good at flirting. What does the son think, what is magic?"

"Devil, do whatever you want, do whatever you want, you have clear love and hate, you dare to be obsessed with your heart, and you are the enemy of the world."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Feng Ruge's eyes narrowed slightly, and the doubts on her face became thicker.

Why does it sound like this Holy Son of the Holy Religion doesn't seem to hate the devil?

Instead, have some appreciation?

"If that's the case, why does the son want to kill the devil?"

"The demons I kill are the demons that harm the world, not the demons."

Ling Xiao gave Feng Ruge a meaningful look, got up and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, "There are two days left before the battle for Tianchi, Ruge, I hope you don't disappoint me."

"boy"

Feng Ruge frowned slightly, don't let him down?

Then what is he expecting?

On the top of Xianxuan Mountain, Feng Yuanyang stood with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, Qin Chu looked at the great elder of Xianzong with some doubts.

"I don't know why the elder asked me to come here?"

To be honest, these three days were equally torturous for Qin Chu.

The entire Immortal Xuanzong is talking about demons.

It's as if all the evil things in this world are done by demons.

As a disciple of the Six Demons, he was naturally resentful in his heart.

After all, he didn't do things. Even if there are other people in the devil's way hidden in this Immortal Xuanzong, they shouldn't be biased and humiliate all the devils in the world.

Of course, although Qin Chu has a pure heart, he is not stupid.

At this juncture, if he exposes his demon body, I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to explain at all, and he will be executed by this group of righteous people with swords.

And if he wants to prove his name to the devil, what he has to do is to practice hard, stand on the top of the sky, be a chivalrous person, and protect the common people!

I, Qin Chu, must be a good devil who is admired by the world in this life! !

"Why?"

Feng Yuan Yang's eyes flickered with murderous intent, what's the matter with you, don't you have an A number in your heart?

Others don't know your identity, I do.

You are pretending to be a calf with me!

If it wasn't for your six masters who saved my life, why do you think you are still alive?

No matter what grievances Qin Chu had with the eight young masters, the means of killing him were too bloody and cruel.

What Feng Yuanyang admires is the freedom of the devil, but he really did not expect that the disciple of the Six Devils was such a ruthless person.

Demons, kendo, kill their peers with ease.

It seems that only Qin Chu and Ling Xiao are the arrogant demons who are going up the mountain at the same time. But the latter is the Holy Son of the Holy Religion. He wants to kill people, so why cover up like this?

Therefore, in Feng Yuanyang's view, the murderer is Qin Chu in front of him! !

What? you say it's not you?

Then why was Xianxuanzong safe and sound before you came.

As soon as you came, there was a demon trace in Xianxuanzong?

It's not you, could it be Holy Son Ling Xiao?

"Come on, before I remember my old relationship."

Feng Yuanyang sighed lightly, and his eyes were somewhat inexplicable.

Sure enough, time is the most mysterious thing in this world.

It can make people see people's hearts clearly, and it can also change their original intentions.

"What do you mean by senior? The junior doesn't understand."

Qin Chu frowned and looked at the Great Elder of Xianzong with some doubts.

This old man, why is something inexplicable?

"I don't care what grudges you have with the Eighth Master, and I don't know why you were born this time. If you dare to kill people in Xianxuanzong again, I will kill you with my own hands."

Feng Yuanyang turned around and walked down the mountain, leaving Qin Chu alone in the wind.

I Gan?

I didn't kill anyone!

This old man, why do you think I killed someone?

Remember old love?

Could it be that he knew the masters?

Before Gu Lin, Ling Xiao hid his figure and stared coldly at the young man in the distance.

Before, he had set up means on Qin Chu, and his original intention was to find the place where the six demons lived in seclusion.

But just now, he noticed that Qin Chu came to the top of the mountain late at night, thinking that something must have happened.

After all, now the Xianxuanzong demons are everywhere, at this time, all the Southern Border Tianjiao are hiding in the temple to prevent accidents.

He just didn't expect that the Great Elder of Xianzong would put the pot on Qin Chu's head so easily.

Moreover, from his words, Ling Xiao could hear that this person must be acquainted with the Six Demons.

Wonderful.

Qin Chu, it seems that this pot is difficult for you not to memorize.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

And in these two days, Xianxuanzong has successively descended the evil spirits from the southern border.

Immortal buildings and beasts descended from the sky, carrying endless charm.

The battle of Tianchi is the number one event in southern Xinjiang.

It is said that this Tianchi is where the spiritual veins of the southern border are communicated.

The spiritual liquid in the pool is filled once every hundred years. Therefore, the creation of this Heavenly Lake is once every hundred years.

The last time Tianchi appeared in the world, there were a total of nine sea clan arrogances, and one human race arrogance entered it to temper their physique and absorb spiritual energy.

In the end, the ten people's cultivation base broke through one level, which shocked the world.

At night, the moon is as cool as water.

The endless moonlight sprinkled from the sky, and the ancient forest of Yamanaka was set off like a demon.

However, at this time, Ling Xiao's bedroom was brightly lit and pedestrians flocked, creating a lively scene.

The Holy Son of the Holy Religion came to Southern Border, which was a great honor for Babu and Southern Border Tianjiao.

Tomorrow morning, it will be the Tianchi competition. As a holy son, I should give a speech, inspire people, and set an example.

Win people, Game of Thrones.

At this moment, above the main hall, Ling Xiao was reclining on the golden chair with a warm expression on his face.

Beside him, Han Qingqiu and Hua Hua were serving wine, and the other was holding spirit fruits, one by one, and handed them to Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, countless Southern Border Tianjiao's eyes have a touch of envy in their eyes.

What is a winner in life? !

The power is in hand, the beauty is on the side, and the invincible generation still looks unparalleled!

Gan!

Holy Son Ling Xiao, I would like to call you the most diabolical in the world!