Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

The barbarians of the extreme north are cruel by nature and drink blood.

"You can't say that. After all, Miss Mengyuan was brought to my Xuanyuan clan by the patriarch. I have heard the patriarch call her daughter in private."

What they believe in is the power of nature, with wind, fire, thunder and lightning, mountains and rivers as totems, and most of the exercises they practice are based on totems.

One of them is a tall and straight young man in white, with sword eyebrows and Xingyu, with extraordinary aura.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yumo's face was slightly condensed, and there seemed to be loss in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, Master Yumo finally mustered up the courage to confess to Miss Mengyuan."

Everyone looked at the two figures facing each other with trembling eyes, and their eyes wavered, obviously moved by Xuanyuan Yumo's deep affection.

After all, other than his mother, no one knew him at all.

Until there was a magnificent and tall ancient temple standing in front of him, Ling Xiao stopped just now, a gentle smile raised on the corner of his mouth.

This girl seems to have long been tired of the mundane world, and Yu Xin is dying of old age.

"Young Master Yumo."

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the void above Meng Yuan's head.

And Xuanyuan Yumo was also stunned, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

Anyone who passed by him would stop unconsciously, looking at the young man's fair and handsome face, his eyes trembled.

Because, there is an inherent dignity in his body, just like a god who has been exiled from nine days, and every ray of light contains supreme majesty.

"Young Master Yumo, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."

Unlike most of the barbarians in this imperial city, this young man was slender and had long robes, obviously from Qingcang.

"I know, you must have a very painful past in your heart! I swear by Xuanyuan Yumo, as long as you promise to be my Dao Companion, I don't care about the past. For the rest of my life... I will accompany you to see the mountains and rivers."

Today, she was supposed to accompany Xuanyuan Yue out, but she didn't want to but was stopped here by Xuanyuan Yumo. And as soon as she saw the affection in this young man's eyes, she felt... disgusting.

"Mengyuan girl! I have something that I want to give to you in person."

Black clothes with curly hair and gentle eyes.

There was a sneering smile on that handsome and determined face.

The son is like jade, elegant and unparalleled.

At this time, in the ancient temple, on a square paved with bluestone.

From the day Mengyuan came to the Xuanyuan family, there was never a smile on her face.

At this moment, in the Northern Emperor City, a figure in black walked with his hands behind his back, walking calmly.

Even the Xuanyuan family is now gradually divergent.

even! !

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the young man suddenly stretched out his hands, took the equally stunned Meng Yuan into his arms, and kissed it deeply.

In this extreme north, Ling Xiao did not deliberately hide his face.

Xuanyuan Yumo really wanted to be the one who would warm her up and tell her to open up and stop sinking.

However, seeing this young man who suddenly appeared at this time, he still felt a kind of...heartfelt inferiority.

"Yeah! The two of them standing together are really like a fairy couple, which is enviable."

A group of Xuanyuan's disciples laughed and discussed without covering their voices at all.

Just when everyone was shocked, the black-clothed boy shook his head and smiled again, and glanced at Xuanyuan Yumo slightly sarcastically. The moment he stepped forward, he appeared directly in front of Meng Yuan.

But even so, at this time, no one dared to be disrespectful to this black-clothed youth.

For ten Ten Thousand Years, thousands of barbarian tribes have been sealed here and passed down from generation to generation.

Seeing the person coming, the chill on Meng Yuan's face suddenly solidified.

It seems that the fairy in the painting has fallen into the mortal world by mistake, and is unique in the world.

Even if he is known as Xuanyuan Shuangjue, his talent and appearance are all at the top of the contemporary era.

When the words fell, I saw his palm wave lightly, and a white jade spirit pendant suddenly appeared in his hand, "This spirit pendant was given to me by my mother before she died. I hope Miss Mengyuan can accept it."

Around him, there are lines of avenues spread out, the rhythm of the Dao rises and falls for 90,000 miles, and lotus flowers grow every step of the way.

The next moment, I saw his figure suddenly disappear in place.

Now that the world master is missing, many barbarian masters are no longer willing to live here, trying to get out of the extreme north and fight for the world again.

Xuanyuan Yumo took a deep breath and suddenly raised his head to stare into the girl's eyes, the depths of his eyes were full of infatuation.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!"

"Dream kite!!"

Seeing this scene, there was no sound on the square.

Speaking of this Xuanyuan Jichen, although his talent is not as good as that of Xuanyuan Weiyang, his reputation is far above that of the contemporary emperor.

For these outsiders, the extreme north has never been very welcome.

Above his head, there is blood and energy roaming, and he is prosperous. It is obviously a person of arrogance.

I saw a group of Xuanyuan people gathered in one place, looking at two opposite figures not far away with joyful expressions.

only! !

The young man in white had a hearty smile, his teeth were white and flawless.

"Mengyuan, thank you for coming out to see me."

"In any case, my Xuanyuan family is afraid that there will be a happy event in the near future!"

"Young Master Yumo is the arrogance of my Xuanyuan family that has never been seen in a thousand years. Except for Master Jichen, there is no one in the younger generation who can compete with him. I think it is Mengyuan who has climbed high."

It was as if she had an ice lake in her heart, lost her heart, and had no love for life and death.

But these words fell into Meng Yuan's ears, but her pretty face became colder and colder than the snow in the depths of the extreme north.

It is a pity that Xuanyuan Yue is now in charge of the Xuanyuan Emperor Clan, and does not agree with the thoughts of the barbarians, so... Although the current extreme north seems to be stable, in fact, undercurrents have long been surging.

Especially the pair of eyes, cold and lonely, as if there is no trace of emotion.

On the other hand, a group of contemporary geniuses headed by Xuanyuan Jichen, the second ancestor of Xuanyuan, insisted on leading the barbarians to be born and compete for the sky, and won the approval of many elders.

Only, they all failed.

That's right, from the moment he saw Meng Yuan, he was deeply attracted by the coldness of this girl.

Because, ten years ago, he was born under a pseudonym, roamed the green, and defeated the thirteenth peerless monster among the top 100 heroes of the human race. He was considered to have a sequence.

Among them, some Xuanyuan people headed by Xuanyuanyue believe that the general trend of the world is beyond the control of the Xuanyuan family.

The other person was a peerless woman with a cold expression.

Suddenly, the whole square was full of shock and noise.

Meng Yuan frowned, her tone was extremely indifferent, "I've said it many times, I already belong in my heart, so don't waste any more time."

"Pfft."

And Xuanyuan Yumo glared angrily, his mouth widened, and he almost shoved the spirit pendant in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly slender figure came from afar without warning.

Then! ! !

Because of this, Xuanyuan Yumo will always send some strange things every once in a while, trying to make Mengyuan happy.

Meng Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but was blocked by Xuanyuan Yumo's foot.

"Your way of picking up girls is really too low."

Can! !

The woman was also dressed in white, her eyebrows lightly tufted.