Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Qingchan, integrate this thing into your soul sea, and then refine that ancient soul. Even if your strength cannot return to the peak, it will help to some extent."

At this moment, in front of Ling Xiao, a bloody light suddenly filled the air.

The blood moon that was originally lying in the air suddenly turned into a streamer and fell, quietly suspended in front of Ling Xiao.

The soul-thirsty ghost bead, the treasure of the ghost clan in the upper realm, its grade is unknown.

In other words, the setting of this bead has gone beyond the scope of the Holy State.

For any remnant soul, this treasure is taboo.

Of course, with Ling Xiao's means, it is not impossible to directly invade Ye Qingchan's soul sea and swallow and fuse the ancient soul.

But... who the hell knows the origin and cultivation of that soul, once she hides her means, Ling Xiao's end will be... what if she can't do it, she will be raped.

Not worth it!

Ye Qingchan's self-integration must have a breakthrough in cultivation, and she can even reveal the secrets of this ancient soul.

After all, she is the most loyal woman by Ling Xiao's side now, the stronger she is, the greater the effect she will have on Ling Xiao.

"Come on! Qingchan! Fuse it and devour that ancient soul. From now on, you will be you, and you don't have to worry about being replaced by others."

Ling Xiao's voice was full of temptation, and Ye Qingchan gritted her teeth fiercely, and directly fused the soul-thirsty ghost pearl into the sea of ​​souls.

"No!!! Why is this bead in your hand!!!"

At this moment, the ancient soul finally understood why a mere seventeen-year-old boy was so confident that he could fuse himself.

Soul-thirsty ghost bead! ! !

The treasure of the ghost clan in the Qingcang world! !

It is rumored that this treasure is the key to the prosperity of the ghost clan.

Historically, only those with the purest blood of the ghost clan can inherit it.

But... how did it appear in the Holy State, and how did it fall into the hands of a human youth?

"Ye Qingchan!! You stop now!! This bead is extremely evil, he is trying to harm you!! Once you fuse this bead, you will be affected by ghost energy and fall into the ghost realm!!"

However, at this moment, the roar of the ancient soul no longer had any meaning.

Ye Qingchan's eyes quietly turned blood red, and the soul-thirsty ghost pearl also appeared in her soul sea, directly turning into a monstrous blood light, and shrouded towards the ancient soul.

"No!!! Ye Qingchan, you will regret it!! You will definitely regret it!! Sooner or later, my Ye Clan will realize that this world is abnormal, and then...you and him will be incompatible in the world!! No...Nine days are not allowed!! !"

"Om!!"

The ear-piercing buzzing sound resounded, and Ling Xiao looked coldly at Ye Qingchan, whose face changed from ferocious to calm to indifferent, holding the magic knife horizontally in his hand, and two thunder wings bloomed behind him, obviously he was on guard in secret.

Time passed slowly until two hours later.

In the sky above the realm, a cloud of robbery suddenly gathered.

Countless winding thunderstorms descended from the sky, such a deep black color made everyone in the world feel their scalps go numb.

But just like last time, before the thunder fell from the sky, it completely froze together with the whole world.

"Wow."

The icy rain fell all over the sky, like fireworks in a prosperous age. Although it was short, it symbolized new life.

Ye Qingchan slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little dazed and absolutely cold at the first glance.

But when he saw the gentle and resolute face in front of him, the tears in his clear eyes were hard to suppress.

bgm, up!

The cold rain slapped randomly on the face, and the warm tears mixed with the cold rain...

Ye Qingchan raised her foot, turned into a blue shadow, and flew into Ling Xiao's arms.

Neither of them spoke, they just hugged tightly.

And then…

Ye Qingchan raised her head, and took the initiative to print her red lips on Ling Xiao's mouth.

Although it was a bit cold, the atmosphere gradually became warmer.

"Susu."

The Tsing Yi was scratched off, revealing that touch of touching whiteness.

The emperor's robes around Ling Xiao's body were scattered, and Ye Qingchan was picked up from the ground, and then...

Thousands of armies entered the land of no one.

Ye Qingchan's pretty face showed a touch of shyness, and then became obsessed.

"Whoosh!"

Can…

Just when the two of them were forgetting themselves, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the distance.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked into the distance.

In the realm, there is his iron law.

Unless it is summoned, it is not allowed to spy on the Temple of Heaven, otherwise there will be no mercy.

Who has the guts to trespass on this place?

Ye Qingchan also wanted to struggle out of Ling Xiao's arms in a panic, but the latter still pressed her tightly on her body, intimately.

"Um?!"

In the void in the distance, Han Qingqiu's footsteps suddenly suffocated, her beautiful eyes looked at the two people hugging each other tightly in the Heavenly Palace with her beautiful eyes, and she swallowed hard.

But just when she turned around and was about to escape, she felt a wave of spiritual power enveloping her figure and falling towards the front of the hall.

"Since you're here, then...you don't have to go!"

Chapter 441, Qingchan's life experience

"no, do not want!!"

To be honest, Han Qingqiu was flustered at this time.

Although she had heard of Ling Xiao's notoriety, she was ready to be bullied by him.

But... She really didn't expect that it would be in such a situation.

only! !

It was inexplicable, seeing Ye Qingchan's shy and contented face, she felt a little curious in her heart.

"Gong... son..."

Ye Qingchan buried her head on Ling Xiao's shoulder, and let out a shy cry.

But the latter just glanced at her with a smile, "Qingchan, you don't mind?"

"No... I don't mind... as long as you are happy..."

"boom!"

Terrifying spiritual power surged like ocean waves.

In an instant, the clothes outside Han Qingqiu's body were instantly shattered.

Compared with Ye Qingchan, although her skin is also fair, it reveals a faint luster.

It seems to glow.

And that even and plump delicate body is even more incomparable.

Oh, or to put it another way, it's really hard for people to have such perfect proportions.

In particular, the special scent emanating from her body is really...fascinating.

"boom!"

Above the Temple of Heaven, spring is full of vibes, and the clouds and rain are beginning to burst.

Ice and fire are intertwined, and there are two worlds, each with its own mystery.

"No... don't... let me go..."

Han Qingqiu babbled insanely, her pupils were distracted, after experiencing this incident for the first time, she had already...been powerless.

Beside her, Ye Qingchan's pretty face was red, but she was smiling. She stretched out her jade hand, and gently pulled the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"Miss Qingqiu... in the future... I will work hard on you."

The three figures intertwine in one place, forgetting their feelings and joy.

A day passes in the blink of an eye.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky in the distance.

Han Qingqiu and Ye Qingchan stood behind, both with complex expressions of shame on their pretty faces.

Especially Han Qingqiu, although she is different from ordinary people, she doesn't conflict with men and women and doesn't have much interest.

She just simply likes beautiful things.

But... being inexplicably... broken by Ling Xiao really made her feel a little depressed.

It's just... when she thinks of the kind of happiness she has never had before, she really doesn't know whether to hate him or... love him.

"Oh, you came here in a hurry just now, but is there something wrong?"

Ling Xiao asked softly without turning his head.

"Hanyue Immortal Palace has replied, my senior brother will come with treasures and redeem me back."

Han Qingqiu felt a little lost in her eyes. For some reason, she suddenly... didn't want to leave this place.

after all!

This place is rich in aura and full of Dao rhyme, it is really a holy place for cultivation.

"Oh, you go down and wait for me."

Ling Xiao nodded, without any surprise on his face.

Just now, Duoying has sent back news that Palace Master Hanyue asked her for instructions through a divine order, whether to save Han Qingqiu.

Nonsense, of course, spare no effort to save!

"Yes! Son!"

Hearing this, Han Qingqiu took a deep look at Ye Qingchan, and the corner of his mouth raised a touching arc.

"Miss Qingchan, then we...see you later."

"Ah."

Ye Qingchan lowered her head, leaned slightly, and watched the girl go away, but her face suddenly turned cold.

"Qingchan, how do you feel?"

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at Ye Qingchan.

At this time, she has completely stepped into the realm of the god king, and her luck has increased by nearly a thousand, reaching the 5000 category.

Obviously, although the fusion of that ancient soul did not bring her cultivation to the peak level, it obviously had unexpected mysteries.

"Thank you, son... In the future, Qingchan can be by your side with peace of mind."

A brilliance bloomed on Ye Qingchan's face, and she walked up to Ling Xiao, her beautiful eyes showing affection.

"Qingchan, although the ghost bead is a treasure, but its power is too fierce and evil, it is easy to affect the mind, even if I dare not store it in the soul sea, but put it in the realm, use the dragon energy Suppression! I... I'd better take it out for you, if you like it, I will give it to you when you become an emperor and can suppress its ferocity in the future."

Ling Xiao reached out and rubbed Ye Qingchan's pretty face.

really! !

I just said, Young Master will never use this evil bead to control me!

That ancient soul is just dying and hating, deliberately affecting my Dao heart! !

Tears welled up in Ye Qingchan's eyes, even if Ling Xiao didn't take back the ghost bead, she wouldn't blame the young master.