Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Before the ancient forest, there are many shadows.

It is well known to the world that the Holy Son of the Holy Religion will come to the southern border.

Qin Chu is now a turtle in a urn, and his luck is almost drained by Ling Xiao, and now his life is just a bait.

"Om."

Qing You's face was gloomy, obviously a little worried.

At this moment, the eyes of the black-clothed youth swept across the crowd, and finally fell on Ling Xiao, who then bowed and bowed.

Feng Ruge thought she was standing on the tenth floor, but she didn't know that she had mistaken her identity from the beginning.

Heavenly poison is useless, as for what magic door

Ling Xiao stepped forward, and his figure suddenly appeared. At this time, he did not look at the black clothed youth, but only said with his spiritual sense, "Are you looking for me?"

And Chen Qingshan will most likely recognize the witch today, and thus become intolerant of the right path.

It's just that in this attack on the mountain, Wangui Mountain Master was extremely cautious. Before leaving today, he did not inform the disciples about this.

It was not until everyone gathered at the foot of the mountain that they realized that the four sects joined forces to destroy the Xianxuan sect.

Gan!

Now that the four sects have come, the fog shrouded in Chen Qingshan has completely dissipated.

But there are very few people who know the identity of this holy son.

Gu Zhen shook his head, instantly extinguishing the expectation in the girl's eyes.

Ling Xiao sat on the side, looking at the group of veggies who were whining, somewhat boring.

Moreover, she is still a writer who understands plot routines better than her!

Now she deliberately leads the demon to attack the mountain, but in fact it is to kill herself.

"Also, Lord, Gu Ci'er, the young master of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, seems to have a correspondence with Chen Qingshan, a disciple of Xianxuanzong. This time, it was because that disciple sent the Xianxuanzong formation map."

"Um?"

only! !

Qing You's next sentence made Ling Xiao's brows suddenly burst with surprise.

Ling Xiao shook his head and chuckled. If he wanted to practice peerless magic, he had to endure unbearable pain.

Smelly brother, are you disappointed?

No way, these soul guards are not Ling Xiao soul slaves, they just leave a strand of divine soul in Die Ying's hands. Therefore, if you want to tip off the news, you can only do it in person or by means of a magic talisman.

Even if Qing You hadn't killed a mountain guardian disciple and searched for his soul, I'm afraid he still wouldn't know that this mysterious holy son is the Lord! !

Sure enough, he had long known that this contest would not be too peaceful.

When the Demon Gate Attacks the Mountain, isn't it the time for Kamui, the Great Exhibition of the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, to show the righteous demeanor!

"Lord! The Lord Wangui Mountain leads the four major demon sects, and tens of thousands of disciples have already arrived at the foot of the mountain. They want to take advantage of the battle of Tianchi to destroy Xianxuanzong in one fell swoop!"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, but an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

Wangui Mountain Lord suddenly turned his head, looked at a young man in black robe beside him, and said coldly.

Send a letter to the devil and call the devil to attack the mountain?

impossible.

And the one who can know that he has contacts with the demon woman must be the person who is very close to him.

Xianxuan Mountain is upside down, and Wubi is still the same.

Don't be afraid, come to my side, and I will take you to kill these virtuous people!

But deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a hint of excitement.

Qing You's voice was low, and his tone was inexplicably solemn.

Ling Xiao's mouth showed a hint of playfulness.

"Yes! Mountain Master!"

Qing You had just found out about Ling Xiao's arrival at Xianxuan Sect at the foot of the mountain.

and! !

That's right, this black-clothed youth is now the eldest disciple of Wangui Mountain, Qing You, and one of the chess pieces that Ling Xiao arranged in the southern border.

After Ling Xiao's performance, it made her firmer what she thought.

Chen Qingshan?

On the other hand, for Chen Qingshan, the template gradually became clear. In today's competition, he will probably be the protagonist.

Obviously, this Feng Ruge should have seen the difference in Chen Qingshan and guessed that he may be the body of destiny.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up at the languid figure in black on the other side of the square.

Even if the ancient pooch did not send Qingyou up the mountain, he would take the initiative to open his mouth and go up the mountain to deliver the news.

As the daughter-in-law of the ancient prostitute, she never seemed to call her father?

The four major demon sects and tens of thousands of disciples, I am afraid that even if this southern border is the most upright, unexpected, they will not be their opponents.

Gu Ci'er's eyes were clear, and she missed Chen Qingshan very deeply in her heart.

"Oh? Demon Sect attacking the mountain?"

At that time, if he kills the devil himself, Chen Qingshan is afraid that he will awaken some talents and protect the witch.

It's just that her death, not only will not make Ling Xiao and Chen Qingshan become antagonistic, but smoothly push this destiny to Ling Xiao's side.

It's just that Feng Ruge would never have imagined that she was dealing with a transmigrator as well.

In this world, is there a greater demon than me, Ling Xiao?

In the place where Ling Yun Zhongxiu was originally, there was a sudden burst of magic light.

And Ling Xiao is now here as a holy son, and he will most likely be the target of public criticism later.

"Qingyou, taking advantage of the dispute over Tianchi, you should join Xianxuanzong to do some inquiries first, and then cooperate with the deity's actions."

"Lord! My subordinates have something important to report!"

So much so that now she can only stay in the dark and move forward ignorantly according to the script Ling Xiao prepared for her.

This is the fairy gate you yearn for, killing your loved ones and framing you as a demon.

No one would have thought that the originally weak Southern Border Demon Sect would dare to attack the ancient sect of Xianxuan when Tianchi appeared in the world.

With his current status, once the Four Demon Sects come, they will definitely be the target of public criticism.

"Mountain Master, I'll go with Senior Brother Qingyou."

Now in the battle of Tianchi, the eight disciples are all in Xianzong, and they have never come out of the mountain, and they have never spread the news.

At this time, there was no fluctuation on his face.

Today, that Demon Sect girl will still die.

Gu Zhen's move was unexpected and indeed unpredictable.

Interesting, courageous, and scheming!

It is worthy of being a person who has passed through, such a mental method is really terrifying.

Before Ling Xiao went to the seventh peak, he had noticed more than once that Feng Ruge was doing something with the tea.

Feng Ruge! !

Just as Ling Xiao was pondering, his eyes narrowed.

In the entire Immortal Xuanzong, there were only three people who really interested him.

The young man named Qingyou bowed slightly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"Master, do you want to go down the mountain now and avoid the limelight for a while?"

Feng Ruge just needs to stand in the distance and watch the turmoil.

If this were replaced by anyone else, Feng Ruge would be killed by Feng Ruge.

It's just that he never pointed it out, only to give her a bigger surprise at the end.

Qin Chu, Feng Ruge and Chen Qingshan.

And no matter who wins or loses in the final righteous way, it seems that it has nothing to do with her.

"No! Your appearance, this Immortal Sect has disciples seen, Qing You has never been born, he will not risk exposure."

At the end of his line of sight, a black-clothed figure appeared on the edge of the square. Although there was no magic in his body, the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth still raised a faint arc.

"Go down the mountain?"

The seventh peak disciple, Ling Xiao, had a simple and honest personality and no scheming.