Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

For a whole day, Ling Xiao held Ye Qingchan like this, sitting on the top of Tianjian Peak, looking at the sea of ​​clouds above his head.

Or she still didn't believe that there was something in this world that could separate her from Ling Xiao.

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And Ye Qingchan knew from the beginning to the end that a peerless son like Ling Xiao could not be the only woman around her.

Ye Qingchan clenched her hands tightly, and the tears in her eyes no longer flowed uncontrollably.

"What else can I do? It is said that the young master of the hammer even sold the hammer of his life, and he didn't pay enough for the spirit stone. Now he is still working as a handyman in the Black Tiger Gang to pay off his debts."

"Hehe, Junior Sister Xun'er, you are here too."

The Holy Master Wanjian stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the figure of a handsome young man in white in front of him, with a faint look of anticipation in his eyes.

It was not until his breath completely disappeared that the elders of Sword Immortal Sect breathed a sigh of relief that day.

Especially Xu Jibo, he raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his head, turned to the disciple next to him and said, "From tomorrow onwards, I plan to retreat and practice for the master, and no one will disturb me!"

"What happened?"

Seven years of forbearance, this second son of the Ling family has been living in a state of fear.

"Gan! What should I do then?"

The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords.

Ye Xun'er nodded lightly, with a hint of impatience on her delicate and fair face.

On that day, he promised to accept Ling Tian as the True Inheritance of Sword Land, but he was not only concerned about the face of the Ling family.

This Lingtian is also true, if you don't act like a salted fish in the Ling clan, you have to come to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords to show your power. Isn't this courting death?

Nian Qingyun can't do it, neither can the other self in her body.

Ling Tian, ​​a fool, actually said that he fell! !

There is no way, there are still three jars of immortal brewing in total. For a person like him who is addicted to alcohol, this is all his happiness for the rest of his life!

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a sneer, and with a sudden step, Hua Hua's figure instantly appeared in the air, carrying him towards the direction of Wanjian Xianzong at a high speed.

Gan!

For a moment, she really missed the simplicity and comfort of that time.

At the top of Jianfeng, thousands of people gathered, and the shadows were longing.

At that time, I was just an imaginary ant, but happiness was real.

"To practice hard, we must do our best to survive."

But in life, happiness is always temporary.

One day, he will break the sky with his sword, and he will make all those who insult him kneel in front of him and kowtow to apologize.

Yes, Qingchan will definitely practice hard.

"Master, are you leaving again?"

She didn't tell the latter the unease in her heart.

All he could do was forbear.

"What does this tell us?"

"Come on, Huahua, let's go see my cheap brother."

Yu Yuntian smiled bitterly, with regret on his face.

No matter what, let Ye Xun'er know that this noble son Ling in her eyes is just a waste without prestige in the clan.

Therefore, today he ordered Ling Tian to climb the Immortal Road, also to see if his talent is worthy of the name of the Holy Land True Inheritance.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? I always thought that Junior Brother Ling Tian was quite prestigious in the Ling Clan. After all, he is also a son of the bloodline."

She was the only one by his side.

Looking at the bruises on the boy's face and arms, Ye Xun'er also asked him distressedly.

This scene reminded Ye Qingchan of the scene when the two of them were in Beihuang that day.

Moreover, Ling Tian himself has no cultivation, and many disciples in the sect have great opinions on his promotion to True Inheritance.

But since she came to the Holy State, she just realized that understanding is one thing, accepting it is another.

And guess what?

"Hehe, Junior Sister, I didn't tell you, and you didn't try to persuade Junior Brother Ling Tian. He is also the second son of the Ling family. If he died in my Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, wouldn't it be very troublesome?"

It wasn't until the sky gradually lit up that Ye Qingchan turned her head to look at Ling Xiao with some reluctance, her eyes were slightly red.

"boy"

When the words fell, he gently kissed Ye Qingchan's pretty face, turned and walked towards the way he came.

At the end of the square, a figure in mysterious clothes walked slowly, surrounded by figures behind him, like a villain's stepping stone face.

Although the Wanjian Xianlu contains all the good fortune, how can it be coveted by a person with no cultivation?

Behind Yu Yuntian, many disciples of the Holy Land sneered.

"As a result, when the black tiger ran to the Iron Hammer Sect, he was hammered to death by the Protector Array as a monster."

Young Master, I will definitely go to your side, and never bear such fear and lovesickness again!

Yu Yuntian frowned and sighed softly, "Hey, Junior Sister Xun'er, I didn't expect Ling Tian to be such a vain person, he's obviously a waste, why do you have to pretend to be a peerless son, hey now The young people who are really doing anything to please girls."

"Don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be turned by others!"

Tough as the same, relentless, only the sword is the only one.

Even on him, the Holy Master Wanjian vaguely felt a hint of avenues.

Not far away, Ling Tian clenched his palm tightly, how could he not hear that these senior brothers were sarcastically mocking him.

Thinking of his dignified Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect Great Elder, he was forced to this point by a delusional child.

"Brother Yu."

But this second son of the Ling clan really possesses all the qualities that make him a peerless sword cultivator.

"Hey, Senior Brother Yu is worrying too much, this Ling Tian has no foundation in the Ling Clan, even his elder brother Ling Xiao, always looking forward to his death, even if he really died on the Xian Road, maybe the Ling Clan would still thank us. "

Anyway, today I will use this immortal path to prove my supreme sword posture! !

Before coming, Yu Yuntian had already explained it.

The family business is big, and the people's heart is mixed. If Ling Tian is really as rubbish as the rumors, once he takes the position of the true inheritor, he will inevitably attract a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Although this day seems far away, Ling Tian believes that it will come sooner or later.

In the past few days, she heard a lot of rumors, saying that this Senior Brother Yu often made things difficult for Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​forbid him to sleep and eat, and even deducted his cultivation resources without permission.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, took out a few bottles of medicinal pills from his arms, and handed them to Ye Qingchan.

Life is manipulated, and status is not recognized.

Although there is no Danhai in Ling Tian's body, just like what the Holy Master Wanjian said before, as long as there is a sword in his heart, he can slay immortals with a wave of his hand.

With Yu Yuntian's status in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, these things are naturally done with ease, without any worries.

joke.

"Yes, Senior Brother, I heard that a few days ago, the young master of the Iron Hammer Sect next door did not hesitate to borrow the spirit stone of the Black Tiger Gang and rent the monster Xiaotian Heihu as a mount in order to pursue the same sect."

In this way, she should also understand who is her good match.

"Well, there are a lot of things to do recently, but Qingchan, with your current cultivation speed, if you want to come quickly, you can follow me."

I used to have a lot of happiness, but since I met Ling Xiao, I have become his happiness!

All the disciples of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords burst into laughter, especially Yu Yuntian, with a hint of sarcasm in their eyes.