We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

Thousands of miles are empty, and the sun hangs high.

And under the golden sun, Ling Xiao's figure stood quietly, shining with the sky.

With a handsome face and handsome eyebrows, the charm of immortality is like an ancient fairy relegated to the world, and it seems that a god has fallen into the world, making people dazzled and fascinated.

"Yes... Young Master Ling Xiao!!!"

"It's the young master!!"

"Young master, young master, I love you!!"

The entire Hantian City suddenly erupted in shock.

There are beautiful girls weeping, proud sons clapping their hands, old people sitting startled, and women jumping up and down.

Ling Tianlin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he was unavoidably puzzled.

Shouldn't Xiao'er be in the depths of the sea right now?

Who is this person in front of him?

Why are the auras of the two of them so similar, no, they are simply the same person!

Could it be, an incarnation outside the body?

But how old is Xiao'er, how can he condense his avatar?

"Xiao'er, you have come out of retreat."

The master of the ancient clan, which one is not a scheming person.

Ling Xiaoxuan's appearance at this time must be... for a purpose.

"Are you Ling Xiao?"

The surprise on Shuirou's face gradually calmed down, and she looked at the young man in front of her in surprise.

It has to be said that this Ling Xiao, no matter his appearance or temperament, can be called top-notch.

Young immortals, probably so.

It seems that the envoy of God is worrying too much.

With the realm of the fifth grade of the Shuirou God Emperor, how can he not see that the person in front of him is a real person, not a means of soul consciousness.

Of course, with her vision, she couldn't think of the theory of incarnation.

What's more, no matter how old Ling Xiao is, he is only eighteen years old when he is full of power. No matter how talented he is, he is nothing more than a godly ant in Shui Rou's eyes.

Ant, what bad thoughts can there be?

"If it's true, I don't know why the elder came to the Ling clan? And... the first envoy, I probably haven't seen it before, right? I don't know why he came to me?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were innocent and curious, but Shuirou was a little at a loss.

"Hehe, the young master is too worried. I just heard that the young master is extremely beautiful. He passed by the Ling clan and wanted to pay a visit."

"Oh, so that's the case, then... invite the elders to join my Ling clan?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, since the envoys of the Holy Cult came to his door on their own initiative, there was no reason for him not to take advantage of them.

Although a fifth-rank god emperor has long been no threat to Ling Xiao, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest.

If you want to destroy the Holy Cult, you have to...don't let any of the Holy Cult powerhouses go.

When the time comes, I will lead the crowd into Central Border, and the Divine Lord raised his arms, only to find out... where did I go?

"It's... okay."

Shuirou pondered for a moment, then raised his heels behind Ling Xiao and the others, and walked towards the ancient land of the Ling clan.

only! !

At the moment when Ling Xiao's figure was about to disappear, the figure suddenly stopped in midair.

Then, he turned his head slowly and looked towards Hantian City with a little surprise in his eyes.

Qin family?

"Young master..."

At this moment, a blush suddenly appeared on Qin Leng's face, especially the moment when Ling Xiao's eyes fell, which almost brought his life to a complete climax.

But, after all, Ling Xiao just nodded indifferently and disappeared.

But before the excitement on Qin Leng's face dissipated, it completely froze.

He doesn't even want to give me a smile?

Ling Xiao! !

You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are cruel! !

Thousands of miles of sea area, the tide is churning.

Dugu Yunchen stood on a deserted island, looking at the magic talisman in his hand with doubts in his eyes.

Ling Xiao is in Eastern Xinjiang?

But why is that voice so familiar?

Or is it true that the divine decree is in his hands, but there is someone else in the sea area now?

"Shui Rou, you stay in the Ling Clan and watch over Ling Xiao. If you have anything to do, report to me immediately."

In the end, Dugu Yunzhen put away the talisman and looked at a humanoid ice sculpture in front of him.

Looking carefully, it seems that there is a person wrapped in the ice sculpture, but it has long lost its vitality.

"Jibing Dao, you can't be wrong! Ye Qingchan, could it be you."

Dugu Yunzhen raised her head and looked at the sky in the distance.

What happened in southern Xinjiang in the past few days has already made him feel a little tired.

In the past hundreds of years, he has always been the strongest in the world overlooking the common people.

But suddenly, Dugu Yunzhen felt like being overlooked by others.

Moreover, even the mysterious divination that he has always been good at has lost its effectiveness now.

The immortality of Ling Xiao's body seemed to be concealed by others, and it seemed that he was independent of the five elements, yin and yang, not in reincarnation, not in... the six realms.

Especially at this pass, the Almighty lost his voice again.

It seems that everything is completely controlled by people, with subtle calculations, so that people can't see clearly and guess.

But, it's an uneasy feeling.

Just, never mind.

When they found Ye Qingchan's trail, it was time to meet this Holy Son.

In this way, everything should be clear.

Ling clan hall.

Ling Tianlin sat in the main seat, looking at His Highness Shuirou with a calm gaze.

On the way back to the Hui clan, he already sent a sound transmission with his spiritual consciousness, telling the elders of all veins to unify their voices. Ling Xiao has been retreating in the clan, and he will leave today.

No matter what Shuirou's intentions are, now that he is in the land of his Ling clan, he is just a bird with broken wings, fate

Only on the front line.

"Young Master Ling Xiao is really a fairy, and he is not ordinary at first glance. The young master has been retreating in the Ling clan?"

Shui Rou gently sipped the tea in the cup, as if it was a compliment, but it was not a temptation.

"good."

Ling Xiao smiled softly, looking calm.

Behind him, Hua Hua stood quietly, her whole body was full of evil spirit, like a maidservant.

"Oh, I wonder if the young master has been to southern border before?"

"Never."

"Hehe, the young master should go to the southern border to have a look. My southern border is thousands of miles away. The sea area is infinitely beautiful, and there are many evildoers. With the demeanor of the young master, I should use my sword to the end of the world to show the power of my human race. Although living in one place It is stable, but after all, it lacks a piece of tenacity."

Shuirou nodded slightly, but Ling Xiao suddenly grinned, "The elder is right."

"Um?"

"Why don't Elder Shui rest in my clan for a few days and then take me into the southern border? I also admire the number one envoy."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at Shuirou with burning eyes.

The latter's jade hand, which was holding the tea, suddenly trembled for a moment, then calmed down.

God Dugu ordered her to keep an eye on Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, now this young man took the initiative to invite himself to go with him. This is really... God help me.

Originally among the Ling clan, Shui Rou still had some concerns.

After all, she has never seen through Ling Tianlin's strength.

Once Ling Xiao chooses to retreat again, even if she is an elder of the Holy Church, she can't stop her at all.

But right now...

It's a feeling of accomplishment.

"That's very good, Young Master Ling Xiao, then I'll take a rest for a day and set off for southern Xinjiang tomorrow."

"it is good."

Finally, with a bright smile, Shuirou followed a servant of the Ling clan and walked towards the apse.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared that Ling Tian looked at Huahua warily, "Xiao'er, this is..."

"Father, don't worry, you are one of your own."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and Ling Tianlin had already waved his hand to form an enchantment, covering the entire hall.

"Xiao'er, what's going on?!"

At this time, Ling Tianlin still had many doubts in his heart, and there was absolutely no possibility of any mistakes in the means he arranged.

But how did Ling Xiao cross the sea and return to the Ling clan?

"Father, this is my Taoist incarnation."

Ling Xiao put down his teacup and looked up at Ling Tianlin. From his father's expression, he had some guesses.

It seems that this year, my father has been aware of his whereabouts through some means.

Sure enough, he had something to hide from himself!