We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"You are the saint of my blood temple, and you must not reveal your identity at will. This time, I will punish you, and you will not be allowed to go down the mountain for three years. After you kill your senior brother, you can recover your freedom."

It wasn't until Bai Ling's eyes regained clarity that the old man in blood snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"Hmph, sure enough, I checked my soul sea. Fortunately, Brother Ling Xiao was prepared."

Bai Ling sneered, with gloomy eyes flashing in his eyes, and immediately raised his feet and walked out of the hall.

The ancient art of capturing the soul, since it is a forbidden art, can not only capture the soul and control the soul, but also hide the memory, and naturally it is not a problem.

Of course, with the strength of the Lord of the Blood Palace, if he forcibly searched his soul, any cover up would be useless.

But in the same way, if Ling Xiao really did that, Bai Ling would die under that soul imprint in an instant.

So, this move is foolproof.

"We have to think of a way to search for Grandpa's soul to determine the identity of the swordsman in white."

A hint of hesitation flashed on Bai Lingqiao's face, but in the end, she still walked towards the depths of the Blood Palace.

Just like what Brother Ling Xiao said, no matter how evil the exercises are, where are they used.

Now she just wanted to avenge the Lin family's blood revenge, that's why she came up with this strategy.

It's a big deal, wait until Grandpa Qi's soul is searched, and then let him go.

Thinking like this, the last hesitation in Bai Ling's eyes disappeared instantly.

In the Ling Clan, thousands of miles high in the sky, suddenly a black shadow came like a cloud.

Many Ling Clan powerhouses raised their heads one after another, and their bodies were dazzling, but there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Someone actually dares to be presumptuous in my Ling Clan territory?

Don't know this one, is it forbidden to fly?

Just waiting for them to look up and see the Kowloon Golden Chariot, their eyes were surprised, and instantly turned into a strong adoration and... joy!

"Look! It's Young Master Ling Xiao!! It's Young Master Ling Xiao!!"

"Young master Hui clan! Hurry up... how about you, don't kneel down and smack one for your son!"

"Young Master!! You are finally back!!"

"I look forward to your return every day, I wish it today, and I have no regrets in this life!"

The crowd started cheering and boiling.

There was even a proud girl who was already excited, her eyes darkened, her body was weak, and she fell to the ground.

It's just...suddenly, it softens.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, with a calm expression.

"Look! Young Master has seen me!!"

"What kind of virtue and ability I am, entering the eyes of the son, the son... not worth it! With my turbid body, it will only contaminate your eyes!!!"

Ye Qingchan looked at the cheering and wailing Dacheng in surprise, her pretty face was shocked.

She was very familiar with this scene.

Back then, when Ling Xiao was in the Northern Wilderness, this scene was everywhere he went.

But she really didn't expect that when she returned to the Holy State, the son would still be that... the high-profile heavenly person.

Sure enough, wherever the king goes, there will be people.

The innate majesty, the destined destiny, is not affected by geographical changes at all.

Inexplicably, Ye Qingchan moved her delicate body quietly, getting closer to Ling Xiao.

This feeling of being admired and envied made her very happy.

"Look, the son's face seems a little haggard!"

"Yeah! I heard that the Goddess Nian died in the hands of Xia Chen!"

"war!!!"

"Tread the Holy Land of Yuanyue and avenge the young mistress!"

"Quick... go and get my 40-meter machete, I'm almost unable to restrain the fighting spirit in my body."

The cheering crowd suddenly fell into a frenzy.

That terrifying fighting intent turned into a cloud of blood, shrouded in the sky over Cold Sky City.

At this time, Ling Xiao just nodded slightly and took Ye Qingchan towards the Ling family secret realm.

"Sir... these are all..."

"I'm a vassal of the Ling clan!"

"Oh, son, if one day... I am forced to be your enemy, will you... kill me?"

Suddenly, a trace of sadness crossed Ye Qingchan's face, and she spoke in a leisurely tone.

"Huh? Qingchan, what are you talking about?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Ye Qingchan's clear and sad eyes, and shook his head gently, "I don't believe there is anyone in this world who can turn our eyes against us. If there is, then I will kill them."

"Um!"

Ye Qingchan's face was bright.

Just like Qingchan... thinks the same.

Until the two entered the secret realm, another round of cheers began to resound.

Ling Tianlin stood in front of the Ling Clan ancient palace and looked at the two figures that fell from the sky.

Behind him, the nine-meridian elder of the Ling clan waited quietly, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

In the past few days, Ling Xiao's name has completely resounded throughout the eastern border.

It's just that compared to the previous notoriety, this time, all the major forces in the Eastern Border know that he is the righteousness and integrity of the descendants of the Ling Clan, and he is the light of the righteous path!

Crush a generation, invincible fairy is a commonplace.

But this time, the trip to the secret realm made everyone know more bluntly that the word invincibility is the only one who can bear the responsibility of the descendants of the Ling clan.

Xia Chen, Qiu Yi, and Shangguan Qinghe defeated Nian Qingyun, Hua Yang and Ling Tian respectively.

But Ling Xiao alone crushed the three into ashes.

What kind of hegemony is this, what kind of holy power?

Really, Dongjiang, Wushuang, the younger generation, defying the sky, the first person.

No juxtaposition!

"Xiao'er!"

Ling Tianlin's face was a little sad and a little relieved.

Before Ling Xiao's figure fell to the ground, he had already stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

"My son, there is a supreme posture! This trip, you have suffered!!"

"Father…"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Ling Xiao's face. The hearts of Ling Tianlin and Xuanyuanyue's favorite sons are well known to passers-by.

Otherwise, the previous Ling Xiao would not be able to develop such a stubborn and domineering character.

The sentence that my father is Emperor Ling almost ran through Ling Xiao's short life before.

"Father...I think..."

"I, the eight thousand people of the Ling clan, are all on standby, the four major vassals, and the ten thousand strong people are ready to go. Qin Leng, the patriarch of the Qin clan, has already led the elders of the Qin clan to Hantian City early today. If you want to come later, you will arrive."

Ling Tianlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face had regained its former majesty.

"This time, I will be your pioneer for my father. I will listen to your orders. Yuanyue Holy Land, you will destroy it!"

"Father!"

Ling Xiao's face trembled, as expected of you!

A generation of heroes, ruthless and decisive, in the name of Emperor Ling, who is not afraid of Dongjiang!

"it is good."

"Who is this…"

Ling Tianlin turned his head to look at Ye Qingchan, the latter's pretty face froze, and hurriedly bowed down.

She heard that the father of the son is the top god emperor in the Eastern Border.

She just didn't expect that this fierce and domineering god emperor from outsiders would have such a warm side.

No wonder, it turns out that the character of the son follows his father's.

Cruel and powerful in front of outsiders, but...

whee.

"good!"

Ling Tianlin nodded, then took out a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants from his arms and handed them to Ye Qingchan, "This match was back then, Xiao'er's mother and I..."

"Father!!! No need, this couple, just keep your own thoughts."

Ling Xiao's face panicked.

Gan!

Father, Nian Qingyun died when he received your blessing.

You... just leave a companion for your child!

"Uh, okay! I'm sorry about Qingyun, Xiaoer, the beauty has passed away, you have to... cherish the people in front of you."

Ling Tian took a deep look at Ling Xiao after parting.

My son, when the three palaces and six courtyards, stand on the top of the sky.

Vengeance is to be avenged, but if the Dao heart is dusted because of this, it is absolutely impossible!

"Father, I have something to tell you about Tiandi."

Ling Xiao gave a wry smile and walked towards the hall with Ling Tianlin.