Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Chapter 1989 in the dark

"The Fifth Reincarnation Treasure..."

In the Xuannv Palace, Ling Xiao's red fruit body was bathed in the Xianmen Cave Mansion.

This fairy cave is a very famous wonder of heaven and earth in Xuannv Palace. The divine water gushing out of it is crystal clear and has a faint feeling of warmth.

And the deeper it goes, the more turbulent this divine water overflows, which is of great benefit to the recovery of the injury.

Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at the broken reincarnation mark in his hand, there seemed to be a pondering in his eyes.

From the previous reincarnation treasures, Ling Xiao already knew that there are five reincarnation treasures in total.

Moreover, these five secret treasures are arranged in a certain order, and only one secret treasure exists in the world, and the other one will appear.

The four secret treasures that Ling Xiao obtained corresponded to spirit treasures, medicinal pills, spirit beasts, and exercises.

Only this last secret treasure has completely cut off the clues, and even Zhang Jiuji's Good Fortune Holy Body has not been able to find its whereabouts.

Otherwise, this cute little pole eight would not be so unwilling to go offline.

However, from the previous picture of the stars on the way, Ling Xiao can also see that the location of this last secret treasure is actually above the sky, which is strange.

Now Qing Cang, almost all the secret realms that contain good fortune have already appeared in the world.

Apart from Xianlu, there is only one place in the West Pole that Ling Xiao has never been to.

Could it be that this fifth reincarnation secret is on the Immortal Road?

Inexplicably, Ling Xiao suddenly remembered the figure he saw on the Dingtian Divine Pillar and... the immortal gate above Bai Ling's head that had never been opened.

Obviously, the fate of this lower world is likely to be related to reincarnation.

"It seems that when the fairy road opens, it's time to bring them all out and hone their realm."

Ling Xiao's eyes were intertwined with magic lines, and the next moment, a coldness flashed across his brows.

I saw Ananda's figure coming from outside the cave, but... when I saw the figure on the upper body of the red fruit, a pair of eyes suddenly showed a trace of panic.

Immediately, she saw that her pretty face was blushing, she turned around and was about to leave, but Ling Xiao suddenly opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and their expressions froze at the same time, and Ananda hurriedly rushed outside the cave in a panic.

Seeing this, the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised a faint arc, and he raised his foot and chased Ananda.

On the top of Xuangong Mountain, the moonlight falls, and the night is as cool as water.

It was already late at night, the mountains and forests were dark, like a ferocious monster, the white-clothed silhouette against the background became more and more dusty.

Ananda stood with his hands behind his back, and the ancient sword behind him exuded a brilliance of immortality and immortality.

The mountain wind hit, blowing her white clothes, the blue silk fluttered, and gradually became a little messy.

However, she didn't care, standing in front of the cliff in a trance, looking at the darkness in front of her.

In front of him is the abyss, and behind him is the sound of wind.

At this moment, Ananda has never been lonely, as if... in this world, she is the only one, always.

Inexplicably, a never-before-seen emotion began to grow in her heart, touching that soft and kind heart.

The sky and the earth are vast, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

At this time, Ananda suddenly discovered that the swordsmanship she had always adhered to, the swordsmanship she was proud of, was so fragile.

She could neither save the junior sister nor kill the demon.

Why?

!

Why is Zhang Jiujie a demon? Does this matter have anything to do with Master?

The wind whistled, and countless tentacles seemed to stretch out in the darkness, trying to wrap her up, swallow her, and drag her into the endless abyss.

The chill was deep, rising from the soles of her feet, eroding every inch of her skin.

OK! !

If Shizun is really involved with the demon, then... where is her way?

"Clang clang."

Heavenly evil unsheathed, echoing thousands of miles. Ah Nan pointed his sword to the sky, his lips parted angrily, but he never made a sound.

Immediately, she took one step forward, dancing like a lily in full bloom in the dark.

The wind became more and more anxious, and it lifted her like duckweed and knocked her down heavily.

At this moment, Ananda seemed to have been drained of strength, and the ancient sword in his hand slipped and plunged straight into the cliff.

Her figure, on the other hand, was kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, as if she had just experienced a battle, and the sweat wetted the blue silk, dripping down, soaking the mountains and rocks.

Since she was a child, she was born with disabilities and was ridiculed.

After finally worshipping in the Xuannv Palace, and because of her lonely and cold personality, she was excluded by many seniors and sisters.

At that time, Ananda often hid here alone, using all his strength to practice sword stance.

Almost every night, she would be so paralyzed on the ground, unable to think about why God was so unfair to her.

Gradually, Ananda's kendo talent began to show, and he became famous in the world.

At that time, she also had a reverie, one person and one sword, to sweep away the injustice in the world.

However, this trip to the Devil's Nest made her truly see the darkness of the heart.

At the same time, this contemporary Sword Immortal finally discovered that her talent... in front of the real evildoers of heaven and earth, is so insignificant.

Therefore, we never really miss our past selves, but are unwilling to... present life.

"Chong."

only! !

Just when Ananda was suffering in her heart, she saw a black shadow suddenly shrouded in front of her, standing beside her.

It was a tall and straight young man in black, with fair hair, looking down at himself.

There was always a gentle and indifferent smile on his face, as if he was used to seeing life and death, and he was detached from the mundane world.

"Is it because of Zhang Jiuji?"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Ananda, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

The moonlight fell, and he seemed to be exuding silver-white light.

Ananda raised his hand in a daze and touched the slender palm.

Feeling the warmth coming from it, her heart... suddenly stopped for a moment.

The darkness is gone, the haze is gone!

"Actually, you don't have to do this, things are inherently impermanent."

Ling Xiao pulled hard and pulled Ananda up from the ground.

Maybe it was too much force, or maybe it was kneeling that made his ankle numb, Ananda's body swayed, and he collapsed directly into Ling Xiao's arms.

"Emperor...Emperor Son..."

"It's okay, in front of me, you don't need to pretend to be strong."

Before Ananda could struggle, Ling Xiao stretched out his hands and embraced her.

"emperor…"

"In this world, there will never be a perfect person. If God closes a door for you, it will definitely leave a window for you."

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the crescent moon above his head, there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

At this time, Ananda's heart had already collapsed.

I am afraid that without him deliberately provoking, he must have doubts about Aoki Supreme.

"There is no perfect person?"

Ananda was thoughtful, looking at the resolute and indifferent fairy face in front of him, a playful look suddenly appeared on the beautiful face, "Then... Which door did God close to the emperor?"

"Probably... At my age, I won't meet true love anymore."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly and looked sad, but Ananda fell into a daze.

"Will you find true love?

Beside the Emperor... Are there still few proud daughters? "