We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Young master...not from the Western Border?"

The old tea seller frowned slightly and glanced at Ling Xiao cautiously.

"This matter is well known in the Western Frontier. My Xia Dynasty was only a small family in this city 600 years ago. Later, the ancient emperor Xia Chen flew up to the upper realm at the age of 100, and the Xia family was only very prosperous! Now hundreds of years have passed, Xia Chen Emperor Chen Gu is afraid that he has already achieved the position of the supreme, and that evil thief, Prince Sheng, was afraid of being noticed by the ancient emperor, so he did not dare to come here!"

"Hehe, I understand, thank you old man for letting me know."

Ling Xiao put down a spiritual stone, got up and walked towards the ancient palace in the city.

I am afraid that the Xia Huang lineage has not been completely exterminated, and it is not because that Prince Sheng is afraid that his evil deeds will be exposed.

After all, it is far more difficult for a person from the upper realm to come down than a person from the lower realm to ascend.

If Ling Xiao guessed correctly, there must be something wrong with the ninth prince who was born at the right time.

Swallowing Dragon Luck to achieve the throne?

interesting.

However, since he is a man of destiny, I am afraid that the ninth prince still has a chance here.

How could Xia Chen not leave some shelter in the place where Xia Chen ascended?

Of course, it is possible that the people of the Xia Dynasty never dreamed that the ancient emperor Xia Chen, who had already achieved the supreme position in their eyes, has now died in the hands of Ling Xiao.

So, the people who believe in the Xia clan in this city seem to be... all his enemies?

"Please, please, please give my mother-in-law a medicine, she is dying! Boss, please!"

Just as Ling Xiao and Ye Qingchan were walking along the ancient street towards the central ancient temple, on the side of the street, a petite figure was suddenly pushed down on the street and fell below the small hand.

Now is the season of cold winter, although for monks, this cold is not worth mentioning at all.

But at this time, the little girl did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, and she was only wearing a thin cloth.

Whitened and patched, but clean.

At this moment, in her big eyes, there was some helpless fear and prayer, and tears flowed down her cheeks, wetting her clothes.

She was about eleven or twelve years old, with a tender face, but with an inexplicable perseverance.

This is obviously a… unfortunate young girl.

In front of him, two servants wearing blue clothes had gloomy faces and vicious voices, "God, you little beggar, do you have the money to get medicine? Your mother-in-law is dying, your mother-in-law is dying, you should go to the coffin shop. Ah, why are you running to our pharmacy?"

"Hahaha! That's it! If you don't have a spirit stone to get the medicine, you think we are Ji Shitang! See clearly, we are Qianjinfang!!"

"I beg you, give my mother-in-law a side drug. You can do whatever you want me to do."

Regardless of the injury on her hand, the little girl hugged the thigh of one of them tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You can do anything? If you're older, it's still useful. Now! Go ahead and grow for another two years."

The man raised his leg and kicked the girl aside with a ruthless kick.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao just stood calmly on the street, and even when Ye Qingchan was about to lift her foot and walk towards the little girl, he was stopped by his hand.

"Master... That little girl is so pitiful... I..."

"Don't worry, it's not time yet."

Ling Xiao shook his head.

With this plot, he can think of what to do in the next hundred chapters.

The girl in front of her has 1,200 points of luck, although not much, but considering her age, it is terrifying.

At this time, it is worthy of a son of destiny to come on stage, stage a loli cultivation... No, a righteous light, shining on ~ sing!

Moreover, 90% of this Son of Destiny is a waste.

Although his status is noble, he is destitute.

Must... be ridiculed or even beaten.

In this way, the little loli was moved and vowed in her heart that she must love her brother when she grows up.

"live…"

"coming!"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a playful look, and he turned to look at a young man in white who suddenly came at the end of the street, but in the next moment, his eyes narrowed quietly.

This young man... a waste is a waste, he has no spiritual power, and he is even a little weak.

But... he didn't even have a trace of luck on him?

how is this possible?

Am I inferring wrong?

For no reason, Ling Xiao's eyes froze, and he directly kicked the boy who had just run up to him back.

Gan, this daughter of destiny, you can save it if you want?

"Um?"

The young man in white was in the air, but his eyes revealed confusion.

In this Xuyun City, there are still people who dare to do something to me?

"stop."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, raised his feet and walked to the little girl's side, reaching out and pulling her up from the ground.

"Huh? Where did it come from..."

The expressions of the two little servants froze, but when they looked up to see Ling Xiao again, the fierceness on their faces instantly froze.

At this time, regardless of Ling Xiao's appearance or the emperor's robe, it all revealed an incomparably noble temperament.

In an instant, bright smiles appeared on their faces.

"Hehe, this son... is also here to get medicine?"

"The sky is bright and the sun is shining, and you actually do something to a little girl. Isn't there a king's law in Xuyun City?"

Ling Xiao's face sank, and there was no movement at all, only those two

The blue-clothed clerk flew out in an instant, smashed into the pharmacy, and passed out.

"Little sister, how are you?"

After doing this, Ling Xiao immediately lowered his head, looked at the little girl with a stunned face, and raised his hand to wipe the tears off her face.

"Master... Master! Please, please help my mother-in-law get some medicines, she's dying..."

The little girl suddenly hugged Ling Xiao's arm and cried and begged.

If it was an ordinary routine, her mother-in-law might still be saved.

But what she encountered now was a villain.

hiss.

"Grab the medicine? Don't cry first. I'm an alchemist who has traveled here. Take me to see your mother-in-law first."

Ling Xiao reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, and the latter's big eyes instantly burst into a touch of excitement and surprise.

"Dip, the daughter of destiny is grateful, congratulations to the host for getting 200 points of luck and 2000 points of villain."

Oh, children, it is easy to be moved.

"Really! That's great, son, hurry up... come with me!!"

The little girl grabbed Ling Xiao's palm, turned and ran towards the end of the street.

Along the way, Ling Xiao also probably learned that this girl's name is Ning'er, she lived with her mother-in-law since she was a child, and did some chores in Xuyun City on weekdays.

But a few days ago, my mother-in-law suddenly felt a cold and never got out of bed again.

It's just... how can an old woman who can be knocked down by the wind and cold have a grandson with luck?

This mother-in-law has a story.

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, holding Ning'er's little hand, and walked into a dilapidated courtyard in the north corner of the city.

Said to be a small courtyard, it is actually a dilapidated thatched hut with a fence.

"My son... My mother-in-law is inside. She is my only relative in this world. You must save her."

Ning'er kept crying, but Ling Xiao nodded with a smile, "I try my best, you and this sister are waiting for me outside, and I'll check your mother-in-law's body first."

"Oh...oh, well..."

An eleven- or twelve-year-old girl has no scheming in her own right. Now that she has finally caught a life-saving straw, of course she believes in him unreservedly.

Ling Xiao turned his head, glanced at Ye Qingchan, and immediately opened the door and walked in.

A strong stench of medicine came to my face, and I saw an old woman lying on the cold stone bed, covered with some rags and rags, and some... thatch.

Gan!

This... can I not catch a cold?

The temperature in this room is cooler than that in his mother's yard. If this old woman goes out early for activities, she might get better soon.

But now... it is true that there is no medicine for medicine and stone, and the vitality is exhausted.

"Cough cough... Ning'er... Are you back?"

"Hehe, old lady, I'm the boss invited by Ning'er. I came here specially... to send you on your way."