Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Zhang Jiuji smiled lightly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Even at this time, there were many ancient patriots standing in the hall, but they never gave him the slightest pressure.

"Pfft, don't say it, this ugly guy is quite confident."

Everyone suddenly laughed, with sarcasm in their eyes.

In the past few days, ten waves of people went to Taixu Mountain, but none of them found the magic machine.

A young man, dressed in rags, actually threatened to lead the saint to find fortune.

puff.

You're ugly, and I'm sorry for that.

And all I can do is... Laugh at you vigorously!

"Oh? Who are you? Have you ever been to Taixu Mountain?"

Zhao Shuang'er's pretty face was dignified, and she was not as unscrupulous as other dragon suits.

Although this young man looks ordinary and unremarkable.

But on his body, Zhao Shuang'er could feel an extremely mysterious aura fluctuation.

It has nothing to do with the realm, it's like...a natural creation.

"Never."

Zhang Jiuji shook his head, his eyes were clear and focused on Zhao Shuang'er.

Seeing this scene, many licking dogs in the hall felt extremely resentful.

Not right.

According to the saint's temper, it's time to send someone to dig out the young man's eyeballs.

Why are you still... talking about it?

"It's a joke! You haven't even entered Taixu Mountain, yet you dare to lead me to find good luck? Where do you think I am from the Thunderbolt Sect?!"

Zhao Shuang'er laughed back in anger, and took a step forward, and her figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of Zhang Jiuji.

Then, seeing her raise her jade hand, she wanted to slap her down.

However, at this moment, a ray of radiance bloomed in Zhang Jiuji's eyes, and he raised his hand casually, easily holding Zhao Shuang'er's jade hand in his.

"Um?!"

The whole hall was instantly quiet.

All the Tianjiao of the Thunderbolt Sect had their mouths wide open, dumbfounded.

Looking at the sect, among the contemporary people, except for the senior brother whose cultivation base is at the third rank of the holy realm, no one else has stepped into the holy realm.

Zhao Shuang'er is extremely talented, and at the age of four hundred, she is an evildoer of the eighth rank of respect.

However, in front of this young man at this time, she seemed to have no room to resist at all.

"If the saint doesn't believe it, then go into the mountain with me. Is it possible... the saint is afraid of what I will do to you?"

The corner of Zhang Jiuji's mouth raised a sinister arc, such overbearing words immediately attracted everyone to curse.

only! !

What made people feel strange was that Zhao Shuang'er was frowning at this moment and didn't say a word.

Very strong!

This was the most intuitive feeling Zhang Jiuji gave her.

In front of this young man, she could not give birth to a trace of resistance.

This kind of feeling was never given to her by her senior brother.

"Who the hell are you? What is the purpose of coming to the Thunderbolt Sect?"

"My name is Gong Jiu. I'm just a casual cultivator. I know some feng shui yin and yang techniques. I want to help the saint find good fortune and get some rewards along the way."

Zhang Jiuji let go of Zhao Shuang'er's jade hand, and stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for the latter's reply.

"You should know the fate of lying to me, right?"

Even though Zhang Jiuji's combat power is terrifying, his realm is still only in the respectful realm.

In this Taixu Mountain Range, she has ten thousand ways to easily crush him to death.

"Naturally know."

Zhang Jiuji nodded indifferently, not paying attention at all.

In the world of good fortune, there must be visions.

Whether it is the Holy Emperor Palace or the sect forces in the surrounding domains, they will definitely be aware of it.

At that time, a big battle is inevitable.

And Zhang Jiuji only needs to take advantage of the chaos to get out, and he will be able to get good luck before everyone else.

As for Zhao Shuang'er and the others, they were just his pawns, used to delay the pace of the powerhouses of the Holy Emperor Palace.

"It's good to know."

Zhao Shuang'er nodded lightly, and a ray of thunder suddenly bloomed in her eyes, "Call all the disciples of the respected realm, and follow me into Taixu Mountain."

"Yes!!"

A group of disciples bowed their heads and retreated one after another.

Zhao Shuang'er, on the other hand, gave Zhang Jiuji a meaningful look before walking out of the main hall.

No matter what the boy's purpose is, she must make some preparations to prevent accidents.

That magical machine is really too vast.

Even if it was only for a moment, it made people's hearts tremble, and the spiritual power of the whole body had been significantly improved.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the hidden treasure in Taixu Mountain must be.

This time, she must seize this opportunity, so that the Perak Ancient Sect can reach a higher level, and will not be suppressed by the Holy Emperor Palace.

At the same time, the ancient dynasty of Xianhuang.

"Dijun, Southern War Report."

In the imperial palace, a female general held a secret letter and bowed.

"Well, let it go."

Gu Chaoci was dressed in plain clothes, loose and slender, and was sitting in front of the long table, carefully reading the memorial.

The black silk is like a waterfall, untied or bundled, floating like a fairy.

At this time, there seemed to be a trace of resentment between her brows, and even the pupils of her eyes seemed extremely indifferent.

Ling Xiao returned to Qing Cang, she had already got the news.

But who knows, not only did this bastard fail to send a message to her in the first place, but he went to the Demon Execution Palace and went with the sisters from the He family.

It is really resentful! !

only! !

Just when Gu Chaoci raised his hand to pick up the letter paper, his jade hand was caught by a warm and strong hand, and she was dragged away from the seat together with her.

"Ok?"

Gu Chaoci's pretty face froze slightly, and he raised his head in a daze, but saw a gentle and jade-like smile before his eyes.

"Boom."

As soon as the kiss fell, Gu Chaoci's eyes trembled slightly, and his body stiffened, obviously a little surprised and flustered.

"You... why did you come here suddenly?!"

"I'm going to see my wife, and I still need to hand in the greeting card in advance?"

Ling Xiao smiled, hugged Gu Chaoci in his arms, and sat in her seat just now.

At this time, Gu Chaoci had a cold face, but he couldn't hide the joy in his brows.

"I heard that you went to the Demon Execution Palace?"

"The news is quite well-informed."

Ling Xiao had speculated before that Gu Chaoci might have known his identity, but the two of them just tacitly never mentioned this topic.

"How are you doing recently? Let my husband take a look. They've lost weight."

Ling Xiao bowed his head, stroked Gu Chaoci's blue hair, and carefully looked at this peerless face.

Now it seems that Yao Guang's identity is the leader of the Buddhist sect above the nine heavens, who has survived nine lives and has only [-] luck.

But Gu Chaoci, there are 13.

Although the Dao of Chaos is the culmination of all Dao, the Holy Physique of the Dragon and Phoenix is ​​also hard to find in the world.

It's just that Ling Xiao always feels vaguely that this is not the limit of Gu Chaoci.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Gu Chaoci's eyes fluttered, but his face was extremely calm.

"I miss you, so I came to see you. Is it possible that a husband has to have something to come to your imperial palace?"

In short, it will take some time for Zhang Jiuji to find the secret treasure.

With Yinyue by his side, Ling Xiao didn't have to worry about accidents at all.

What's more, before Yao Guang left without saying goodbye, saying that he wanted to end the cause and effect here, Ling Xiao was indeed a little worried in his heart.

Her temperament is good and bad at times, and no one knows what she will do.

However, now it seems that Ling Xiao is worrying too much.

"Is it?"

Gu Chaoci pretended to be indifferent, but the moment her words fell, Ling Xiao suddenly leaned over and touched her lips.

"I think you owe education."

Chapter 1647, Young Emperor of the Holy Palace

"Woo, Ling Xiao...you..."

In the imperial palace, pleadings resounded incessantly.

I saw Ling Xiao hugged Gu Chaoci by the waist, and pressed it on the long table in front of him.

Beautiful scenery on a good day, beautiful and delicious.

It wasn't until the moon was setting and the stars were thinning that Gu Chaoci slumped powerlessly on the desk, his blue hair moist and his pretty face flushed.

It's just that those bright eyes contained a ray of timidity, which was particularly touching.

"Here."

Ling Xiao sat in front of the case, holding a wine pot in his hand, took a sip, took out an ancient sword from his arms, and placed it beside Gu Chaoci.

"what."

Gu Chaoci's eyes were filled with embarrassment, and he turned his head to look at the ancient sword exuding endless fierceness, "This is... Qingxiao?!"

"Well, I found someone to temper it again, and its grade is now comparable to the supreme weapon."

Ling Xiao's casual words made Gu Chaoci's eyes flicker with emotion.

But in the end, instead of putting away the ancient sword, she shook her head, "Keep it."

"Huh? Ladies, this is a supreme weapon! Looking at Qingcang, there is an ancient fairy clock at Xuexiyan..."

"Ling Xiao, actually, I have always had a doubt."

Gu Chaoci's face suddenly became serious, frowning and looking at the starry sky outside the hall.

"Although the Immortal Demon Ancient Clock is a supreme weapon,...how can it overwhelm a world?"