Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Mother"

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, but seeing Xuanyuanyue glaring at him, she stopped talking immediately.

He could understand that Xuanyuanyue's move, although it seemed to be a step forward for Mengyuan, didn't help him solve a big trouble.

With her mother teaching by her side, this Mengyuan couldn't escape Ling Xiao's palm after all.

"You are all working hard. You are together every day. Apart from fighting and killing, shouldn't you be busy with your business? If anyone can give birth to my son's first son, my Xuanyuan clan will directly designate him as the emperor. ."

Xuanyuanyue's eyes swept across Feng Ruge, Lin Meng, and Han Qingqiu beside her.

Hearing this, the women's faces turned red, and they all lowered their heads.

Only Bai Zhixi pinched the corners of her clothes, pinched her neck, looked at Ling Xiao expectantly, and whispered in her mouth, "I want to do something serious, but my son won't give me a chance."

At this time, Ling Xiao's eyes fell on Han Qingqiu.

I saw that the eyes of this daughter of destiny have turned into pink pupils like Bai Zhixi and Mengyuan.

But inexplicably, coupled with the cold and arrogant temperament of Han Qingqiu, it has a unique charm.

Originally, Ling Xiao planned to integrate this elixir to try to break through the last step when he was the Lord of the God of War.

Unexpectedly, what was suppressed under this sacred mountain was the supreme creation that broke through the shackles of heaven and earth.

The daughter of destiny, with luck and luck, it can be regarded as an escape.

Oh, if Meng Yuan is really the daughter of Bai Zhirou, according to her seniority, she seems to have to call Bai Zhixi an aunt?

"Wushuang, if you want, you can follow me to the upper realm."

Although Qin Wushuang has no luck, the exercises she cultivates are the classics of the ghost clan in the upper realm.

And according to what Ye Qingchan said, in this world of Qingcang, spiritual treasures are divided into Taoist artifacts, immortal artifacts, imperial artifacts, holy artifacts, and supreme artifact, all of which are different from the lower, the middle, and the upper.

The laws of practice are: Mysterious Law, Immortal Jue, Supernatural Powers, Classics, and Handed Down Codes.

According to legend, there is a spiritual treasure in the main hall of the world, which is a supreme weapon.

Back then, the Qingcang Realm Lord unified thousands of star regions and suppressed the Qingcang billions of people, relying on this immortal treasure.

The realm division of the upper realm is similar to what Ling Xiao knows.

Above the God Emperor, there is the threshold of the Yuan Realm, which is beyond the God Emperor, but has not entered the Venerable Realm.

Zunjing is a symbol of the strong, controlling the power of heaven and earth, suppressing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

On top of that, it is the holy realm, the supreme, and the immortal.

And the Supreme Realm is divided into the Supreme Realm, the Supreme Realm of Heaven, and the Realm of Great Emperor.

In short, the realm of the Qingcang realm can be roughly divided into: God Emperor, Venerable Realm, Holy Realm, Earth Supreme, Heaven Supreme, Great Emperor, and Immortal.

Immortal, the emperor is already the pinnacle of the world, and in the true sense, the world is the only one.

"Young master, no, I still like to guard your territory. As long as you can remember, it's good to have me in this holy state."

Qin Wushuang smiled brightly, without the slightest sadness.

But those eyes that were originally tired of the world were somewhat desolate.

In just one year, Ling Xiao's strength has completely surpassed her cognition.

After all, she is not worthy of this real dragon that soars for nine days.

No matter whether he is a demon or a fairy, he is not a mortal who can match him.

even! !

Even if he could follow in his footsteps, he would not give up so easily.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even see his spine.

In the final analysis, Qin Wushuang was a proud woman, once an empress, who shouldered a great hatred of the family and the country.

At the age of sixteen, she provoked the rise and fall of the entire Qin Dynasty.

It's not that she can't see that he is better than herself, she just can't stand it, she is falling further and further by him, until it parallels into two worlds.

The wind of spring can never blow the rain of summer.

The stars of the night sky cannot illuminate the sea of ​​dawn.

Qin Wushuang envy Ye Qingchan, Bai Zhixi, Hua Hua, at least they still have the opportunity and qualifications to stand beside the son.

Since that day, there has been no dragon master in the Qin Dynasty, and her life has lost faith.

She stood on the hundred-blade-high Madara barge in Xuanyang City, and tried her best to open her hands, but she could no longer embrace the light. She watched that figure walking in the cloud vault, farther and farther, farther and farther, until it disappeared without a trace of nostalgia.

Qin Wushuang understood that she was just a passing scene after all, even if she was splendid, it was only herself who was moved.

I hate you the most, I don't want to look back after walking for so long.

I love you the most, even if I know that I will die, I have no regrets and no complaints.

After today, I will be with Xia Chan, the winter thunder will burst, and I will be with you.

"Wu Shuang is here, I wish the young master to go here, soaring up to 90,000 miles, immortals and demons will not stop!"

When the words fell, Qin Wushuang resolutely turned around and headed down the mountain.

The wind blows from the mountains, and the sun shines brightly.

Only the red clothes floating in the mountains, I don't know whose heart has been touched, and which eye socket has been sore.

The entire hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Rao is Feng Ruge, the transmigrator, and his eyes were filled with tears at this time.

It turned out that for many people, being able to stay in the temple was already an extravagant hope.

So I cherish it very much and never dare to be careless.

"Jiuyou, how about you?"

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, looking a little tired.

"Young master, just feel at ease. In this holy land, there should be all spirits honoring the son's deity."

Jiuyou's bright eyes are bright, but not as decisive as Qin Wushuang.

From the beginning to the end, there was only greed in her heart, but she never got the slightest response from the son.

So, she doesn't hate it.

She only hoped that Ling Xiao could step on the top of the sky and achieve eternal success. This was all the hope in her heart.

"Okay, you can handle your own affairs with your own Hui clan. After seven days, you can gather at the sacred mountain and fly up to the upper realm with me."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, "Linger, Qingchan, you stay."

"Humph!"

Bai Zhixi folded her arms with both hands and glared at Bai Ling fiercely.

Originally, although she also hated Feng Ruge and others, she was far from feeling the crisis.

But this Bai Ling, who came out of nowhere, is actually somewhat similar to her type?

A Terran Loli, what fun!

snort!

I will be transformed! !

Just thinking about it, a sly smile appeared on Bai Zhixi's face, and then she ran to Xuanyuanyue's side, squeezed Mengyuan beside her, and said with a smile, "Hee hee, auntie, I'm Zhi. Xi, you must be very tired, Aunt Lai, I will rub it for you."

Didn't the young master just say, to deal with the affairs of the respective clan?

I serve my future mother-in-law, is it a family affair?

It wasn't until everyone walked out of the hall that Ling Xiao's hand flickered with a touch of aura, and he threw it towards Bai Ling.

"This is a Tianlun Danhai, Linger, you can fuse it and rebuild the immortal way."

"Tianlun Danhai!"

Bai Lingmei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face, "Thank you brother."

"No, then you can just stay in the realm and practice with peace of mind, and you don't need to pay attention to the affairs of the upper realm for the time being."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and put Bai Ling into the domain, and then set his eyes on Ye Qingchan.

The four eyes met, and there was no more words.

Ye Qingchan moved her lotus step lightly, her green shirt slipped off on her own, and threw herself directly into Ling Xiao's arms.

"Master! Qingchan, I miss you so much."

"Um."

Ling Xiao raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, reached out and stroked Ye Qingchan's green silk.

In the main hall, suddenly there is a feeling of spring fatigue, and the scenery is infinite.