Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Let it transform into the body, cut a three-pound five-pound one and can't die, basically a hot pot meal will come out.

Give it some healing elixir, and it will be cured soon.

Hey? !

Accidentally, Ling Xiao seemed to have discovered something remarkable?

It's called...recycling, right?

Wonderful!

In the realm, on the bank of the Daze.

A figure with monstrous magic light suddenly trembled for a moment for no reason, and together with the breath on his body, it seemed a little sluggish.

"Master!! It really is you!!"

Ye Qingchan was stunned for three breaths, before she exclaimed, she turned into an afterimage and threw herself into Ling Xiao's arms.

"Young master, I miss you!"

"Qingchan... why are you here?"

Damn!

Is it really Qingchan?

Could it be that she... saw it just now?

"I miss you son, so I came down the mountain, son, now that I have broken through to the late stage of breaking the delusion, you promised me that as long as my realm can catch up with you, you will ask me to follow you."

Ye Qingchan raised her head, revealing a delicate and fair face, eyes full of expectation.

"Ah."

It was inexplicable, but a warmth suddenly flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He could see the sadness and tension on Ye Qingchan's face just now.

Perhaps in her heart, she is her only relative in this world.

Although she always looks indifferent in front of others.

But as soon as she sees herself, she will instantly change back to... the innocent smile she once had in Beihuang.

This feeling is good.

Simple, pure, out of the complexity of this world, it is peaceful.

Can…

Why is there struggle in her eyes?

Is it because of...that Dao Suhui?

Three thousand luck, in just a few months, Ye Qingchan's luck value has surpassed most of the children of destiny in this holy state.

very scary,

"Your master agreed?"

"Well, the master said, let me go down the mountain to practice."

Ye Qingchan pursed her lips and chuckled, and suddenly took out countless talismans and treasures from her bosom, "My lord, I brought you a gift."

"This is…"

Looking at the piles of ancient talisman artifacts in front of him, Ling Xiao's face froze slightly, and then he raised his hand to gently stroke the girl's cheek.

Although, she never surrendered from beginning to end.

But Ling Xiao understood that it wasn't her fault, the problem probably came from that Dao Su Hui.

It's just that now, the Lingbao on Ling Xiao's body is already comparable to the supreme orthodox lineage of a party, so how can he covet the good fortune of his own woman.

"This magic talisman is of great use to me. You carry the rest with you. Since you want to follow me, you will definitely encounter many dangers. Only by protecting yourself can I feel at ease."

Ling Xiao's voice was originally full of warmth, but when it fell into Ye Qingchan's ears, it was somewhat sad.

Son, are you still sad?

After all, Nian Qingyun's death was too sudden.

"Young master... I heard..."

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, especially when he saw the sadness in Ye Qingchan's eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

No way?

Ye Qingchan heard that she and Su Yan...

Gan!

Who leaked the wind?

"Qingchan, actually I..."

"I know! The death of Nian Qingyun will definitely make the young master sad, so Qingchan is here, and has to stay with the young master..."

Ye Qingchan pressed her face tightly against Ling Xiao's arms, listening to the young man's violent heartbeat, a radiance suddenly appeared on her pretty face, "Master, I'm really... very happy."

"Um?!"

Happy?

Because... Nian Qingyun died?

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt that he was wise.

The space should still be space, and the time should be time. No matter how busy you are, you can't forget to manage.

Otherwise, once these Daughters of Destiny clash, there may not be a day when love and hatred will arise.

At that time...they probably won't die.

After all, there is destiny to protect her, but I... it's hard to say.

"Gollum."

"Qingchan, thank you, I also... miss you very much."

Ling Xiao reached out and hugged Ye Qingchan tightly in his arms.

"My lord, where are we going now? Why don't we go back to Wudao City first... rest for a night."

Ye Qingchan suddenly raised her head and looked at Ling Xiao affectionately.

It's just that the latter trembled inexplicably for a moment at this time.

It's that look again! !

Gan!

Is this the so-called... Drought to death, flood to death?

"Qingchan, why don't we go back to the Ling Clan first? I still have some things to discuss with my father. The Yuanyue Holy Land and the Ancient Puppet Sect killed my brothers and friends repeatedly in the secret realm. I can't swallow this breath."

Ling Xiao shook his head, his face a little gloomy.

And Ye Qingchan just smiled sweetly, nestled in Ling Xiao's arms, and said softly, "It's all up to you son, whoever you say to kill, Qingchan will... kill whoever!"

Chapter 338, Movements of All Parties

In the land of Eastern Xinjiang, the situation is rising again.

What happened in the secret realm finally spread throughout Eastern Xinjiang through the mouths of those who cared.

The young master of the Hunyuan Ancient Sect gathered a crowd to cause trouble, chasing and killing Ling Tian, ​​the son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, and Ye Xun'er, who was passed on by the sect master thousands of miles away, was rushed to rescue by his brother Ling Xiao and killed him.

The ancient puppet young master Qiu Yi was ruthless and murdered the saint girl of Taixu. When he attacked Su Yan, the heir of the Yunmeng, he was beheaded by Ling Xiao, the heir of the Ling clan.

Xia Chen, the saint son of Yuanyue, was vicious. He not only raped the saint Yinfan, but also killed Nian Qingyun, the goddess of the Taoist palace.

In the end, Ling Xiao avenged his wife and beheaded her under the sword.

All kinds of news, delivered a message.

Most of the holy descendants of the supreme orthodox lineages in Eastern Xinjiang are hypocritical and sinister villains with human faces and animal hearts.

Only Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan, is upright and righteous, and he is a model of righteousness! !

Thousands of miles across the sky, a nine-dragon golden chariot flew by, heading straight for the Ling clan.

At the same time, from Piaomiao Taoist Palace, Yinfan Holy Land, Wanjian Holy Land, Yuanyue Holy Land, and Ancient Puppet Sect, countless tyrannical auras suddenly came out of the cave and headed towards all parts of the Eastern Border.

A rain of blood was about to fall.

The holy land of ten thousand swords, before the road of swords.

Ye Xun'er looked at the handsome young man with white hair in front of him, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

"Junior brother... have you really decided?"

"Xun'er, I don't want to lose you again. Besides, brother is right. There are countless setbacks in this world. Only strength is the basis for crushing evil."

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and caressed Ye Xun'er's pretty face, "Besides, my brother... has too many burdens now, and since I have obtained Pill Sea, I should... practice hard. One day, I will stand side by side with him, standing on the edge of the world. Top."

"But... you can practice in the cave, why go to the peak of the sword path?"

Tears were already in Ye Xun'er's eyes.

For some reason, since returning from the secret realm, she felt... Ling Tian had changed.

He is gentle and bright, and there are many smiles on his face.

Even many times, he is always alone, silently in a daze, giggling.

But...Ye Xun'er felt that his smile was not for her.

It was as if there was another figure in his heart, more worthy of his protection, awe, and...love.

Inexplicably, Ye Xun'er was a little uneasy.

Although, she believed that Ling Tian was the only woman, and she had also witnessed the unrepentant look in his eyes.

It's inexplicable...

She doesn't seem to be the only one.

Could it be the evil thought in the ancient sword of Zhu Xian?

"The peak of the sword path is full of fairy spirit and unparalleled coercion. Only in this kind of place can I calm down and understand the mystery of the fairy art."

Ling Tian shook his head, but couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

He loves Ye Xun'er, but this kind of love is small, selfish, and not worth mentioning.

Compared with my brother's great love, what is this?

My brother bears evil thoughts for me, sins for the entire Ling clan, and even a blood debt for my mother's clan.

I have no reason not to work hard?

Brother, don't worry.

When I comprehend the nine formulas of the immortal formula, I will stand by your side. This world is controlled by you and my brother!

Anyone who hinders you will humiliate you and hate you.

I will... kill whoever!

Even if I slaughter all the world and become a demon body, I will not regret it.

As long as you... can be happy!

"But... junior brother, you are now the top of Dongjiang, besides Ling Xiao...brother, who else is your opponent in Dongjiang now?"

Ye Xun'er hugged Ling Tian's arm, she didn't know how long the young man would stay in seclusion.

She only knows that if she doesn't see her for a day now, it will be the cold of three autumns.

"Xun'er, this fairyland is ancient, we... still have a lot of time, but now, I still have a path to keep, a path to walk, if you love me, don't stop me, wait for me, but the fetters in your heart, buried If you don't have a sword, what's the harm in accompanying you on a journey through the mountains and rivers?"

Ling Tian smiled gently, his white hair was blown up by the wind, which made him feel a little sad.