We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

When Ling Xiao was in Beihuang that day, he encountered a white-robed swordsman chasing Bai Zhixi.

That person's realm is at the level of arrogance, and now Ling Xiao's kendo is plundered from him.

For some reason, when Ling Xiao heard what the ghost said, the outline of the man appeared in front of Ling Xiao's eyes.

Could there be such a coincidence?

Gan.

You ask me who am I asking?

Coincidentally, it's not the dog writers who have the final say.

What makes Ling Xiao a little puzzled is that if the one who slaughtered the Lin family that day was really the swordsman in white, can it be said that...the Temple of the Blood Soul killed the entire family of the Lin family?

How did a small town on the frontier of the Eastern Border, a small clan in decline, attract the attention of that party.

You must know that in this holy land, the word Blood Soul Temple is far more intimidating than Ling Clan and Wan Dao Demon Sect.

But it was such a behemoth that a Daoist powerhouse came to destroy a run-down clan?

Could it be that there is something hidden in the Lin family?

It's just that this idea just surfaced, and it was instantly smothered by Ling Xiao.

If there is really any treasure in the Lin family, it must be in Lin Xi.

But Ling Xiao has basically seen the cards on Lin Xi's body, most of which were bestowed by the grandfather in the ring.

And the old man should have picked it up after he fell off the cliff...

strangeness.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Ghost Shadow looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, especially the gloomy look between the latter's brows at this time, which made him a little inexplicably worried.

"If it's inconvenient for you to do something, I will kill that Lin Xi now!"

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"No, Uncle Gui, you go back and tell your father that he doesn't have to interfere in my affairs, and... There will be a battle between the Qin family and the Yunshu Xianzong in the near future. I will go back and discuss with the tens of thousands of enemies to see if I can plan from it. After that, you will bring this letter to father."

Ling Xiao shook his head and handed Ghost Ying a piece of golden paper.

How can a little cutie like Lin Xi be killed?

If he dies in the hands of others, the reward for killing and dropping will be gone.

"Qin Clan and Yunshu Xianzong?"

Ghost Shadow's face was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Young master is saying..."

The matter of yesterday's Sunset Peak had already been passed back to the Ling Clan.

Although this matter is full of strangeness, it has to be said that at present, whether it is Ma Liang or Qin Leng, it is related to the face of the two supreme Taoists.

It's not a big thing, but it's not a small thing.

But in any case, these two forces will definitely not be as close as they used to be in the future.

"Go, I'm going back to the Wan Dao Demon Sect, Uncle Ghost, it's fine...don't follow me."

Ling Xiao's last sentence was obviously an order rather than a negotiation.

Hearing this, Ghost Shadow nodded, and the figure disappeared instantly.

"It's getting more and more interesting, Lin Xi, don't let me down."

Although Ling Xiao has not guessed the identity of Lin Xi's sister now, it is useless to think too much. As long as she appears in front of his eyes, Ling Xiao will definitely recognize her.

"Young Master... I have prepared some food and drinks in the main hall. If you wake up, come and use it with Madam."

Ling Ping's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, pushed open the door, and saw the latter standing outside the door with a bowed face.

"See you son!"

Behind him, there was his seven-bedroom concubine.

"It seems that City Lord Ling lived a very nourishing life in this Qingxiao City."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, while Ling Ping knelt directly on the ground, his face terrified.

"Master... Master, this old slave is frightened."

Although his surname was Ling, he was gifted by the Ling family. In the eyes of the sons and daughters like Ling Xiao, he was still just a slave.

"Qin Leng sent it back?"

"Back to the son, the old slave personally sent him back to the Qin family."

"Oh? Has the Qin family ever been suspicious?"

Ling Xiao nodded, this Ling Ping's work is quite safe, at least the arrangement of Qingxiao City, he wants to be in line with his heart.

"No, then Qin Leng is the son of the Qin family after all. Although his talent is not top-notch, he still has some status in the Qin family."

Ling Ping's implication is that Qin Leng must have said many good things about Ling Xiao in the clan.

Such an upright young man, Ling Xiao felt that he could still make more use of it in the future.

No, he should have helped him a lot.

For example, all the sons of the Qin family have fallen, and none of the descendants of Tianjiao have died. Isn't this Qin family's successor going to fall into Qin Leng's hands?

After all, the look in the eyes of this young master of the Qin family when he was leaving could not deceive anyone, he really loved me!

Heartless and cold, you are about to develop!

"You did very well."

Ling Xiao casually dropped a few blue pills, raised his feet and walked towards the air.

There, his Kowloon Golden Punch had been waiting for a long time.

"City Lord Ling, pay more attention to your body."

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Qin nationality.

The difference from the Ling clan's land is that this is not a deep mountain range, but a prosperous ancient city.

In the middle of the ancient city, a magnificent golden hall stretches for thousands of miles.

That's right, Qin

The clan's land is all made of real gold and jade, showing the supreme dignity.

The Qin family has passed down for thousands of years and has produced many powerful people.

In the eyes of mortals, these things are invaluable, but to the Qin people, they are just materials used to build palaces, not worth mentioning.

It's just that the top of the Qin family's holy palace today is shrouded in a cloud.

Several old men dressed in white stood up in the sky, and the momentum surging around them was comparable to Tianwei.

Under the several people, several powerful god kings of the Qin family were on guard, but there was also a bit of anger on their faces.

"Feng Baiyang, are you rushing into my Qin family's holy palace to start a war?"

A powerful god-king of the Qin family glared at the old man headed in midair, and shouted coldly.

The old man was dressed in white and stood with his hands behind his back.

Although there was only a wisp of power emanating from the whole body, it eclipsed the world.

Feng Baiyang, the great elder of Yunshu Xianzong, one of the two god emperors of Yunshu.

It is rumored that the Great Elder had already entered the Emperor Realm a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

"Tell Emperor Qin to come out and speak."

It's just that Feng Baiyang ignored the clamor of the god kings of the Qin family. He stepped out and wanted to force the Qin family.

You must know that for any supreme Taoist lineage, forcing the ancestral land is considered a great challenge.

However, this Feng Baiyang is a genuine god emperor, and with their few god king realms, they don't dare to stop him.

"Hehe, Elder Feng is here, I don't know what's going on."

At this moment, in the depths of the holy palace, a sneer suddenly came.

Immediately, a ray of golden light bloomed from the sky, like a big sun, revealing the supreme majesty.

The ancient method of the Qin people, the Great Sun Holy Body, is the top-level divine power of creation in the Holy State.

And as the sunlight fell, a figure in a golden robe suddenly stepped out of the void, only one step before Feng Baiyang and the others.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Rao Yi couldn't help but stare at the cultivation of this elder Yun Shu.

"Hehe, no wonder the Qin family is so arrogant. It turns out that Emperor Qin's cultivation base is so diligent."