We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

Ling Clan, in the temple.

Emperor Ling looked at a page of gold paper in his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

The letter was brought back by Ling Xiao who sent ghosts.

The above detailed description of what happened at the top of the sunset and Ling Xiao's next plan.

With Ghost Shadow's loyalty and cultivation, Ling Xiao is naturally trustworthy.

Qin Clan and Ling Clan have hated each other for thousands of years. The hatred between the two clans can be described as incompatible.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to suppress the Qin family, of course Emperor Ling will not let it go.

"What else did Xiao'er say?"

There was no expression on Emperor Ling's face, and he had no worries about Ling Xiao's plans.

It's just a few secrets, you can still lay it down when you die.

But the opportunity is missed, but it really doesn't exist.

"Young Master said that he would go to discuss with the enemies of ten thousand people, two-pronged approach, and go straight to Longtan..."

Halfway through, Ghost Shadow always felt that there was ambiguity in the son's words.

Go straight to Longtan?

In the end, is it the pounding cloud millet or the Qin people?

"A good two-pronged approach, straight to Longtan!"

Emperor Ling's face froze, and there seemed to be a picture in front of him.

"Do it yourself."

"Yes! Emperor."

Ghost Shadow took the golden paper from Emperor Ling's hand and watched Ling Xiao's plan in detail. With his heart, there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Young Master, as expected of the man who will be in charge of Ling Clan and Wan Dao Demon Sect.

This kind of courage is by no means comparable to ordinary heaven's arrogance.

Even the one in front of him, at his age, probably doesn't have such a deep scheming.

The entire hall suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Ling looked up at the sky outside the hall, and the corner of his mouth gradually raised a hint of playfulness.

As expected of my son Ling Tianlin, with this method, why should you be afraid of the Holy Religion?

Tianjian Xianzong, a small road up the mountain.

A beautiful figure in white came slowly, and the jade feet of Chiguo stepped out of the green lotus, like a real fairy in the sky, banished to the world.

"Goddess...Goddess...you can't go up, I haven't announced it yet!"

Behind him, two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect followed with bitter expressions, but their eyes were filled with awe and obsession.

The goddess of the Taoist palace, the fairy face of chaos.

The rumors are true, although Nian Qingyun's face is covered with white gauze at this time, the eyes that are only exposed outside seem to contain clear water, such as deep abyss, as if hiding ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings.

"Ye Qingchan, where are you?"

Nian Qingyun ignored the obstruction of the two, and still moved gently towards the top of the peak.

For some reason, she felt annoyed when she heard the name.

Just, quite suddenly.

Although Ling Xiao had already explained Ye Qingchan's origin to her.

But the more Nian Qingyun thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Even if Ye Qingchan had a poor background, did Ling Xiao bring her from Beihuang to Shengzhou?

Granted her spiritual stone creation, wouldn't life be more nourishing in the small eighteenth-tier area in the Northern Wilderness?

snort!

Dare to give my engagement gift to another woman in person?

Ling Xiao, you are such a brave dog.

"Junior Sister Ye?"

The eyes of the two guarding disciples narrowed, and a little surprise appeared on their faces.

Ling Xiao's actions that day were known to everyone in the entire Holy State.

It's just that they never dreamed that this goddess, who has always been cold as frost, would actually come because of this.

"Goddess, Junior Sister Ye has been in retreat for five days, you..."

"Tell me where she is."

Nian Qingyun stopped and looked back calmly at the disciple who guarded the mountain, who collapsed instantly and almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.

So cold, so terrifying!

This Nian Qingyun is worthy of being the goddess of the Taoist palace, the evildoer of the Holy State, and this cultivation level, I am afraid that the true inheritors of his Tianjian Xianzong are not his opponents.

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"goddess…"

"It turns out that the goddess of the Taoist palace has arrived."

Just when the two disciples showed embarrassment, an old figure suddenly descended from the sky.

The descendant of the Ling family, the goddess of the Taoist palace.

The identities and backgrounds of these two people are terrifying in the Eastern Border of the Holy State.

Especially now that the two are bound together again, it is considered that one is prosperous and one is lost, and there is no room for the Heavenly Sword Sect Master to deal with it carelessly.

"Meet the Sect Master."

The two disciples immediately bowed and bowed, secretly relieved in their hearts.

This goddess is beautiful, but her temper is really cold and ruthless.

Of course, the coldness of others is for them.

For Young Master Ling Xiao, he might be very enthusiastic.

"Sect Master Duan."

Nian Qingyun bowed slightly, her face still indifferent.

"Hehe, I don't know what the goddess is doing here?"

Although Duan Wuyong had a smile on his face, he sighed bitterly in his heart.

Which of these two couples is a disaster star, and I am afraid that it will not be a good thing to come to his Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

"Where is the sword that Ling Xiao gave you?"

Nian Qingyun said calmly, as if she didn't feel any pressure because of Duan Wuyong's identity.

Both God Emperors, Ling Clan and Misty Dao Palace are feared because, the masters of these two forces,

The world is generally higher.

"Uh... Goddess is going to..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Duan Wuyong's eyes. Could it be that this goddess went up the mountain to get the Divine Sword back?

Not so much.

Although the Qiu'a Divine Sword is indeed the treasure of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, the mere divine weapon should not make Nian Qingyun put down his face.

Is it...

"If it's on the sect master, then trouble the sect master to give it to me, and I will send it to Ye Qingchan myself."

Nian Qingyun stretched out that pure white jade hand and whispered towards Duan Wuyong.

Ye Qingchan has been in retreat for five days?

So, this Heavenly Sword disciple retreated on the day he and Ling Xiao got engaged?

If there was nothing between the two, why didn't she accompany Duan Wuyong to congratulate him, but chose to retreat instead?

Hmph, there must be something tricky, I'm afraid it's sad.

"This…"

Duan Wuyong seemed a little hesitant, Ye Qingchan was still in a critical period of retreat.

If Nian Qingyun went to disturb him at this time, there might be some trouble.

"Goddess, how about this, we don't want this divine sword, how about you leave?"

In the end, Duan Wuyong suddenly shook his head, took out the Qiu'a Divine Sword with a smile on his face, and handed it to Nian Qingyun.

He did not want Ye Qingchan to have too much involvement with Ling Xiao.

That kid is very evil, and now even this ruthless Taoist girl is about to fall, he is really worried that Ye Qingchan is holding the divine sword that Ling Xiao gave her every day.

See things and think people.

So, how to achieve the supreme swordsmanship? !

"An artifact?"

Nian Qingyun raised her brows lightly, but the corner of her mouth under the white gauze raised a touching arc.

The divine sword that Ling Xiao gave me is an ancient relic!

Even if it is incomplete now, it is still in the category of artifacts.

Although the sword in front of him looks dazzling, it obviously has nothing to do with the ancients!

Suddenly, Nian Qingyun felt a trace of satisfaction.

Just turning her face froze, why do I have such thoughts?

Damn Ling Xiao, I will personally kill you at Wanzong Huiwu.

Well, just use the Seven Tribulations Divine Sword you gave me!

"Buzz!"

Just when Nian Qingyun secretly hated in his heart, a loud sword chant suddenly came from the top of the mountain in the distance.

Like a sea of ​​sword intent sweeping away, instantly shattering thousands of miles of clouds.