We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"What...what?"

Si Lin's expression froze, obviously he didn't understand the meaning of Ling Xiao's words.

"I said, is your brain eaten by a dog?"

Ling Xiao sneered, waved his palm, and directly held Si Cong who was lying on the ground in his hand.

"Is this guy's arm comparable to my brother's? Si Lin, are you afraid that you haven't figured out your identity?"

"Don't say it is an arm, even if I kill him today, what? You slaves, the power of life and death is in the Ling clan. Why, do you feel that your wings are hard?"

"No... it's not... Young Master Ling Xiao..."

Si Lin's face turned pale, the resentment in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a panic.

Although Ling Xiao's words are ugly, they are actually not good.

An aristocratic family like the Si family was originally a servant around the Ling clan. They wanted to kill or fight, all based on the master's wishes.

However, what made him a little strange was why Young Master Ling Xiao would take the initiative to shelter Ling Tian's trash today?

"Hmph, Si Lin, you'd better remember that your family is just a dog raised by my Ling clan. If the Ling clan can feed you and grow up, he can stew you up and eat and raise an obedient one. With you, even if you are on the martial arts stage, if you dare to attack my brother, it should be a dead end."

When the voice fell, Ling Xiao suddenly squeezed his palm and directly pinched Si Cong's neck into two sections.

"I'm killing him now to give you the face of your family, otherwise... he won't be the one who died today."

"Cong Er..."

Si Lin gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling faintly.

It was just that in front of such a powerful Ling Xiao, he did not dare to have a trace of disobedience, for fear of causing a catastrophe of genocide.

Originally, as long as he honestly took Si Cong away, he could save his life.

But he chose to die by himself, wanting to ask for an explanation from Ling Tian...

You can't live by committing sins.

The whole martial arts venue is a bit terrifyingly silent.

Everyone looked at the black-clothed Grand Master Ling Xiao with a hostile face, and they didn't dare to put a fart.

This is the deterrence of the ancient masters.

Absolutely overbearing, absolutely not allowed to provoke!

Kill if you don't agree.

Killing you, you still can't resist, you have to react to yourself, and it's an honor to be this!

In recent years, the Si family has produced a few strong players.

But compared with the behemoth of the Ling clan, it was the gap between the worm and the sky.

Compared to Ling Xiao, the second son of Ling's character is really a bit weak.

Of course, in fact, with Ling Xiao's character, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with these dog slaves.

At this moment, he talked so much, but it was just to... stimulate Ling Tian.

Sure enough, Ling Tian looked at the black figure in front of him with a dull expression.

how come?

How could he stand up for himself?

From birth to the present, my brother has humiliated himself all the time.

Before he was ten years old, he was said to be a wild, lowly, and not descendant of the Ling family.

After ten years of age, it is more straightforward, waste wood, embarrassing waste, not worthy of being a descendant of the Ling clan.

But today...

Why would he take the initiative to stand in front of him and support himself?

conspiracy!

The cliff is a conspiracy!

Could it be that he saw the sword intent that he had just used, so he deliberately showed good, and wanted me to spare his life?

It must be so!

Hmph, Ling Xiao, do you really think I can forgive you with just a few words?

You are dreaming!

You just came back, this time, don't go back to the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect!

"What are you doing in a daze? The embarrassing trash, won't you roll back into the clan with me?"

But just when Ling Tian was secretly resentful, that familiar scornful anger suddenly came from his ear.

"you!!"

Ling Tian's face turned pale, instinctively feeling a trace of fear.

The shadow that Ling Xiao left on him was too great. If he hadn't been careful and forbearing in the past few years, he would have been playing with him a long time ago.

but…

Shouldn't it, shouldn't Ling Xiao continue to please me?

How dare you humiliate me like this?

"What are you? It's a shame to be threatened by his own dog as a young man of the Ling clan."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the center of the ancient city.

But Ling Tian gritted his teeth, and finally followed.

He wanted to see what tricks his good brother was playing.

As the two left, Si Lin's figure slowly stood up from the ground.

He glanced at the corpse of Si Cong beside him, and deep in his eyes, there was a chill.

"Patriarch, we..."

"Take the young master's body and go back!"

Si Lin took a deep breath, turned and disappeared.

"When did you come back?"

On the streets of Hantian Ancient City, the two Ling Xiao brothers walked side by side, attracting countless people around to bow and salute.

But at this time, many people have a trace of doubt in their hearts.

When will these two people walk together peacefully?

Ling Xiao has always regarded Ling Tian as ashamed, and squeezing and suppressing it is not a day or two.

This is not a secret in Hantian Ancient City.

"No big or small, not even a brother!"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glared at Ling Tian, ​​but his figure walked directly towards an old way of setting up a fortune-telling stall on the side of the road.

"brother?"

Ling Tian was stunned.

In the impression, he hadn't called this word for seven years.

And on weekdays, Ling Xiao's most annoying thing is that others say he is Ling Tian's brother.

"Come on, old man, give me a divination."

Ling Xiao sat in front of the old way.

What is surprising is that the veteran with a thin face and a long white beard in front of him has not acted too restrained.

It stands to reason that the monks who are begging for life in this cold sky ancient city should be frightened and humble when they see the two sons of the Ling family.

But he just nodded, and pointed to the sign beside him.

"The son shakes the lottery first."

"You come first."

Ling Xiao handed the pot of lottery to Ling Tian, ​​who frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything, but shook a stick out of it.

"The son of the son is signed. Although there are twists and turns in the hit, it can turn a good fortune in the face of the bad, and it will be obvious when it meets the mountain. It is destined to achieve the throne."

The old Tao glanced at the hexagram and nodded with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Ling Tian's mouth suddenly raised a smile.

It seems that this old way has some ways and deeds, his hit does have some twists and turns, and they are all bestowed by Ling Xiao's mother and son.

However, it was precisely because of his Danhai being dug that the Jianmai Divine Body was awakened.

Now at the age of sixteen, he understands the power of Dao, even if he can't cultivate spiritual power, as long as the sword body is great, he will eventually stand at the peak of the holy state.

"My son, please."

The old Tao put the lottery back into the pot and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Haha, achieve the throne?"

Ling Xiao gave a faint smile and shook out a bamboo stick from it.

"This this this..."

It's just the old man who was still looking detached. At this moment, when he saw the contents of the sign, his face instantly became extremely solemn.

"My son, this lottery..."

"what's happenin?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

"Let you say it, just say it quickly, what's your time."

Ling Xiao frowned, but the old Taoist hesitated for a moment before he opened his mouth and said, "The son is a lottery sign, a veil of great evil, the world is an enemy, and his life is endless, and there is always life worry..." We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone. The latest chapter address: https://www.readwn.com/book/161624.htmlWe villains don’t want to be a stepping stone to read the full text address: https://www.readwn.com/read/161624/We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone. txt download address: https://www.readwn.com/down/161624.html We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone mobile phone reading: https://m.readwn.com/read/161624/ For the convenience of reading next time, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record this time (Chapter 88 Slaves That's it) Read the record, you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! If you like "We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone", please ask your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) Recommend this book, thank you for your support! ! (www.readwn.com)