We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

Daqin Palace, Jing'an Hall.

Qin Wu Po calmly looked at the attendant in front of him and waved his hand gently, "Go down."

"Yes! Son."

It was not until the figure of the valet walked away that there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

At this time, there were also four guards in armor standing in the hall, all of whom were in the realm of divine generals.

It's just that their expressions are extremely dull, even empty.

Obviously, they have all been absorbed by Qin Wu Po, and they are completely puppets.

Ling Xiao must not die in his palace.

Because, in this way, the Blood Dragon Palace will rebel.

Xiao Bei Expedition's prestige in the army is really scary.

Therefore, even if he wants to step on this ant, there must be a valid reason.

I kindly invited you to the hall for dinner, you exposed your evil identity, killed my guards, and took away their spirits.

Evil ah! ! !

Of course, such an approach lacks credibility after all.

After all, it was Qin Wu Po who invited Ling Xiao, why did he suddenly transform into a demon?

Therefore, in order to convince the world and make Qin Wushuang believe in this design, he is the most important bargaining chip.

At that time, he only needs to die and his soul will be captured, even if the pot is locked.

After all, Qin Wupo was dead, who would suspect that he was deliberately framing Ling Xiao?

As for why the latter suddenly turned into a demon, who would care?

All of his rhetoric, in the end, were just... sophistry.

This game is perfect.

At that time, Qin Wushuang would be furious and kill Ling Xiao, which is also reasonable.

The evil and evil generation, everyone gets and kills them.

Even Xiao Beifa and the Blood Dragon Palace would never dare to protect a demon that eats people's souls, right?

Even if! !

They are against the water, and they have their own holy religion to suppress them.

Associate with the evil spirits, to bring disaster to the world, be punished!

It is said that the divine envoy of the Holy Religion is now in the Western Border. If he hears about this, he will definitely come to investigate.

And Qin Wupo was already dead, his spirit disappeared, even a person of the ninth rank of the god emperor would not be able to see the slightest clue.

Then, there is only one answer, Ling Xiao is indeed a demon!

Although this approach is cumbersome and laborious, it is foolproof, and it can also shirk the mysterious case of Zhennan Wangfu to Ling Xiao and his henchmen, why not do it?

Wonderful!

I, Qin Wupo, deserve to be a person standing on the second floor, what a holy religion, what Lingxiao, you are just low-level ants, short-sighted.

I want you to see what you can only see obediently.

And I, just need to change the body, change the identity, this world is still mine.

"Young master, Ling Xiaolong is here."

The voice of the valet suddenly came from outside the hall, and Qin Wu Po's mouth suddenly raised a smile as he embraced the black cat and greeted him outside the hall.

"Hehe, Dragon Lord."

"Soulless son."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, there seemed to be immortal flowers permeating on his handsome and innocent face, three feet around his body, spiritual energy surged uncontrollably, and turned into countless shadows on the top of his head.

For some reason, Qin Wupo always had an illusion at this time, and the Ling Xiao he saw at this time seemed to be a little different from before.

With his spiritual attainments, with just a glance, one can see that this person is indeed Ling Xiao.

Am I thinking too much?

In the end, Qin Wupo shook his head, led Ling Xiao to his seat, and called his maidservant to serve wine and food.

And Ling Xiao also looked calm, with a smile on his face all the time, as if he didn't hold any grudge against Qin Wu Po because of the unpleasantness between the two before.

"Dragon Lord, I have always been curious, where have you been in the past three years?"

Qin Wu Po filled Ling Xiao with a glass of wine, and there was a hint of doubt on his pale face.

In his arms, the black cat beast was quietly nestled. Although there was no demonic aura on his body, the pair of faint blue eyes seemed somewhat strange.

"Go to Daxia."

Ling Xiao's voice was neither sad nor happy, he lowered his head and took a sip of his drink.

The two chatted without a word. At this time, all the maids and servants in Jing'an Hall had been sent away by Qin Wu Po, leaving only four bodyguards in armor.

"Hehe, the dragon master drinks first, I suddenly remembered something, I will go back if I have no soul."

Qin Wupo got up, suddenly smiled apologetically at Ling Xiao, embraced the black cat, and walked outside the hall.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, a Son of Destiny, who is behind the scenes, will never reveal his identity easily unless he has to.

I am afraid that tonight, the Great Qin Imperial Palace will be quite lively.

only…

The mere fifth-rank God King is still a weak body and only cultivates the soul. Ling Xiao has not seen it from the beginning to the end.

All conspiracies and tricks are meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

What's more, I'm tired of playing these routines and tricks you play.

What are you fighting with me?

There is no right or wrong in the way of cultivation, everyone is just fighting for luck and good fortune.

A ruin where the two fought.

Whoever wins is justice.

The so-called destiny, but

He is under the protection of Heaven, who stipulates that his character must be honest and kind?

If this fairy journey is selfless, no one can go to the end.

Therefore, probably those supreme powerhouses who stood at the peak of heaven and earth, when they were weak, were not as cherished and kind-hearted as they are now.

Until Ling Xiao drank the last drop of wine in the glass and put the glass on the table, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

I saw at this moment, the entire Jing'an Hall was suddenly filled with a majestic soul, blocking this place from the outside world.

And the four guards in armor also pulled out the swords in their hands and moved towards Ling Xiao.

It's just that these four people's cultivation bases are all at the level of gods. Obviously, Qin Wupo's purpose is not to kill himself.

Thinking about it, if something happened to him in Jing'an Palace, not only Qin Wupo would suffer, but Qin Wushuang would also be implicated.

This must be inconsistent with the original intention of the protagonist behind the scenes.

What they believe in is a perfect plan to play the world with applause.

Originally, all the good and evil in this world were determined by them, but...you can't see it.

"I'm sitting here, do you dare to kill me?"

Ling Xiao picked up the jug and refilled himself a glass.

At this time, he could clearly feel that the four people in front of him did not have the slightest soul fluctuation at all.

In other words, they were not controlled by the soul imprint at all, but were directly taken away by the soul.

At this time, they still have vitality, but it is because they all have a wisp of Qin Wu Po's spiritual consciousness in their soul sea.

That's four cameras.

And there are four cameras that can be powered off at any time.

So far, Ling Xiao has probably guessed what Qin Wu Po wants to do.

In the entire Jing'an Hall, there are only himself and these four guards.

They died and were drained of their souls. Who is the culprit?

Of course it was Ling Xiao.

Interesting, this Son of Destiny has a little brain, which is different from those in the past.

As expected of...behind the scenes.