Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Northern Xinjiang, Qingqiu.

Although the peaks here are not steep, they are wonderfully undulating.

Yamanaka ancient trees are stacked, lush and straight, and from a distance, it looks like a Qinghai sky, full of vitality.

Ling Xiao stood in the void with his hands behind his back, and gave Zi Yan a wink.

The latter understood and immediately disappeared.

Now Ling Xiao still doesn't know what the relationship between the Qingqiu fox clan's eldest princess and Zhou Yandao is.

Once Zi Yan shows up rashly, if she is recognized by her, it may cause trouble.

"Young Master! This is Qingqiu, and my fox clan has lived here for generations."

Bai Zhixi hugged Ling Xiao's arm, and there was a rare trace of fear on her little face.

"Young master... At first, I sneaked out, and I wanted to go to the Eastern Border to find you... Later... Later... Huhu, my ancestors are very fierce, son, if she hits me later, you must protect me. "

"Do not worry!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, since the Qingqiu Fox Clan has never interfered in the turmoil in the Northern Xinjiang, in Ling Xiao's view, there are only two possibilities.

Or, they have already abandoned Bai Zhixi, no matter who wins or loses in this dispute, it has nothing to do with the fox clan.

Or, they want to seek a little life in the chaos.

Bai Zhirou was suppressed by the Lord of God, and although she was not executed, there must be hidden feelings in it.

The glazed ancient pagoda is Ye Qingchan's life-long spiritual treasure, and the god master has always wanted to take it as his own, probably not just for the few big demons in the pagoda.

After all, these demons have been suppressed for thousands of years, and their cultivation base has long been weak. Under the shackles of this holy state, the God Lord is already invincible, so why bother to find a few out of breath demons?

"Hee hee, I know that the son loves me the most, son... That Feng Ruge said before... You've been with him, so when will you be with me?"

Bai Zhixi blushed and blinked her pink eyes, looking at Ling Xiao expectantly.

"If you can put these thoughts on your cultivation, you won't be a third-rank god prince now! Let's talk about it when you step into the god emperor."

Ling Xiao reached out and rubbed Bai Zhixi's little head, raised his feet and walked towards Qingqiu.

"Buzz!"

only!

Just when the two figures appeared in the sky above Qingqiu, they saw a wave of formation waves coming from the foot of the mountain.

"Qingqiu avoids the world, sees no outsiders, the son stops."

"Humph! Blind your eyes and don't even see who I am!!"

Bai Zhixi's face was stunned for a moment, and she was suddenly a little annoyed, as if refuting a big face, she pinched her waist and walked to Ling Xiao.

"Huh? Nine princesses?"

Above Qingqiu, the two young girls immediately walked out, looking at Bai Zhixi with a surprised expression, "The Ninth Princess ran away from home and returned! Go and report to the ancestors! Don't let her run away this time!"

"Uh…"

Bai Zhixi's pretty face turned even redder, she rubbed the corners of her clothes, and said resentfully, "The image of this princess' gentleness and gracefulness has been destroyed by you!"

"Buzz!"

In the sky in the distance, there were suddenly several rumblings of breaking wind, and I saw an old figure and a group of fox clan powerhouses stepping out from a distance, and they came to Ling Xiao in an instant.

The clear light is leisurely, and the pattern of the formation disappears, dissipating invisible.

"Presumably this is the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, the old man is Qingqiu Baiqian, and he has seen the Holy Son."

Bai Qian bowed slightly, and behind her, Nine Tails' face changed slightly, and she gave a salute.

"Bai Qian?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed playful.

Qianqian, is that you?

What about your, night... slippery?

"I don't know why the Holy Son is here?"

Nine Tails Fox Queen's face was obviously gloomy. She had nine daughters in her life.

The eldest daughter, who is in a perfect posture, follows the Lord of God, but ends up being trapped in an abyss and will never get out of it.

Now Qingqiu's most talented little ninth princess, and she is not clear with this holy child, how can she be at ease?

"Oh, I heard that the eldest princess of your clan once followed the Divine Master. I have something to ask her." Ling Xiao said indifferently, and gave Nine Tails a deep look.

It was just this look that instantly made the northern Xinjiang monster feel a deep-seated shudder.

She had already heard about what happened in northern Xinjiang in the past few days.

The Holy Son of the Holy Religion, together with the three 9-Rank powerhouses, powerfully killed the new emperor of the demon clan and the Qinglong Emperor, and established Jiuyou as the emperor.

Since then, there have been no more three emperors and ten kings in the northern border, only one Jiuyou emperor.

Such a young hero was not something she could provoke.

"Hehe, Holy Son, please come with me."

Bai Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glared at Nine Tails Fox Queen, "Holy Son, please."

"It's work."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, the coldness on his body dissipated instantly, and he followed Bai Qian and walked towards the depths of Qingqiu.

"Holy Son! This is it."

When the figures of everyone fell to the top of the abyss, Bai Qian and the others did not move forward.

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, "Zhixi, wait for me here."

"Sir...I..."

Bai Zhixi was about to open his mouth, but saw the ancestor Bai Qian shook his head slightly, and immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to say more.

Bai Qian sighed lightly until Ling Xiao stepped into the abyss.

"Old Ancestor! Why don't you let me accompany the young master? Let me tell you, I am the Demon Emperor of Northern Xinjiang now, and the son promised me that he will tell Beijiang in a few days and make me emperor!"

Bai Zhixi looked at Bai Qian angrily and complained with a small mouth.

"Hey."

But at this time, Bai Qian didn't open his mouth, only sighed deeply.

With Bai Zhixi's character, how could he know that the word "Monster Emperor" has no meaning if he has no power?

Throughout history, the demon king and demon emperor in the northern Xinjiang did not fight out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The reason why these two words frighten the demons is not the emperor's name and the king's surname, but the blood and honor that flows through it.

How sad is it to bestow you as an emperor?

If this emperor cannot rule the world, and he is alone, how is it different from pigs and dogs?

The Holy Son came personally and unified the demon clan, but he did not do anything to Qingqiu.

If it's just because of Bai Zhixi, Bai Qian naturally doesn't believe it, but Bai Zhirou is the God Lord's forbidden rib. Why did he go down to the abyss this time?

"Zhixi? How did you and the Holy Son... get acquainted?"

"Old Ancestor, this is the Young Master Ling Xiao I mentioned to you before! As for when he became the Holy Son, I have no idea."

Bai Zhixi pouted, this stinky son has been hiding from me for so long.

If I knew you were the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, why would I be so low-key!

I have long since established myself as the king, how can I use Jiuyou to monopolize the limelight!

snort!

"Master Ling Xiao? You mean, you have known this son for a long time?"

Bai Qian frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Although she has never seen the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, it is rumored that this Holy Son has been practicing with the Lord of God and has never been born.

Are the rumors false or...the Son of God is false?

"Yeah! When I sneaked into the lower realm, I met Young Master Ling Xiao... If it wasn't for Young Master, I would have died at the hands of the Blood Soul Temple."

A dazed look flashed in Bai Zhixi's big eyes, what happened to the ancestor, how could he be surprised at such an old age.

"Blood Soul Temple?"

Bai Qian's face was dull, and she turned to look at Nine Tails, but in the end she didn't say anything more.

At this point, she had no choice.

No matter who this Ling Xiao is and what is the purpose of coming to Qingqiu, it seems that she can't stop her.

The so-called escape from the world is like a joke in the face of absolute strength.

That's all, it's a calamity or a fate, and it can only be determined by heaven.