Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

It was inexplicable, he felt that Ling Xiao... seemed to be even more terrifying.

How can it be?

In just a short moment, the strength of the Holy Son has gone a step further?

Moreover, this kind of oppression is not caused by the aura of people of the same generation, but more like... Realm oppression?

God King?

For a moment, Qin Chu trembled all over, and there was a strong admiration in his eyes.

Son of Ling Xiao, you are a mountain, you are a sea of ​​stars!

It is the other side of the sky that Chu'er strives to climb in this life.

"I see! You stay on the mountain, I'll go see you, Master!"

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Xiao... Holy Son!!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Chu's face was inexplicably pale.

"Huh? Mr. Qin, is there anything else?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, always feeling that there was something...something wrong with Qin Chu today.

"Holy Son! My Great Master...Although his name is gentle, his temperament is really cold! Moreover, he has always been prejudiced against people of the Holy Cult, why don't you just let me go down the mountain with you?"

Qin Chu looked earnestly, obviously worried that Master Zun would have a disagreement with him, and then he would punish the Holy Son of Ling Xiao.

"No need."

Ling Xiao shook his head, stepped forward, and disappeared in an instant.

joke.

Are you coming down the mountain with me?

You are here, the big demon still has some concerns, so he doesn't dare to attack me easily.

Even if Ling Xiao didn't do anything, with Wen Ruyu's temperament, he would guess Qin Chu's purpose of being left on the mountain.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the ancient forest at the foot of the mountain that his eyes froze quietly.

At this time, he could hear a melodious zither sound coming from the forest.

However, the birds and beasts in the forest were not disturbed, as if they hadn't heard of it.

"Is it specially played for me? Hehe, Senior Wen is really... polite."

Ling Xiao sneered, and walked into the ancient forest.

However, in the depths of the forest, a figure in green clothes sat cross-legged on the ground, flicking a green wood Guqin in front of him.

The melodious sound of the piano manifests the vision.

Faintly, in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, there seemed to be cranes soaring, and old trees bloomed in spring, dazzling Ligusticum flowers.

even!

With Ling Xiao's state of mind and soul, he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion at this time, but he couldn't help lingering in it, happily intoxicated.

Can! !

At this moment, the sound of the piano changed suddenly, and there was a clang that shocked the mind.

And the originally peaceful fairyland suddenly changed its appearance at this time.

I saw a snow-capped mountain standing in the sky.

The mountains, forests and stone roads provoked sudden snow, and Gone with the Wind provoked lovesickness.

The white snow falls with the wind, dyeing the ancient mountains of the earth into silver.

On the ancient road in the mountains, a woman in Tsing Yi walked on the snow, floating like a fairy.

The world is bleak, and the snow is gone.

There is only a touch of sadness, which refreshes the heart and makes the heart unbearably cold.

Ling Xiao frowned, looking at the woman on the mountain path, feeling somewhat familiar in his heart.

At this moment, the woman seemed to feel something, her lotus steps stopped, and she slowly turned her head.

"boom!"

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of shock.

Because, he saw that the figure in the wind and snow was none other than...Ye Qingchan! !

Chapter 667, Qingchan's life experience

"My name is... Ye Qingchan."

On the ancient mountain road, the woman in Tsing Yi looked indifferent, even a bit cold.

This sentence, she obviously didn't say it to Chong Ling Xiao, it was more like a memory.

The sound of the piano dissipated, and the picture was completely frozen, melting the remaining snow.

It's just that a coldness flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

All these things just now are obviously derived from the illusion of the great demon, but they are also what he thinks in his heart and what he sees in his eyes.

In this way, he was really involved in Ye Qingchan's previous life.

only! !

Looking at the coldness in Ye Qingchan's eyes at the end, and the sadness in Wen Ruyuqin, I am afraid that this big devil is probably... lovesick without fruit, and spent half his life empty.

Knew it.

The low-end gamers are all going to heaven and earth, pretending to be aggressive, while the high-end game bosses are mostly trapped by love and live in seclusion.

Actually understandable.

When the cultivation base was weak, the world believed in the way of ruthlessness.

There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is drawn naturally.

But I have already cut the gods with my sword, and my cultivation has reached the peak of the world. No matter how difficult it is to make progress, can't I... find some exciting happiness?

I have been cultivating a fairy all my life, so can't I taste the taste of a woman? !

Can! !

From this point of view, Qin Chu's identity seemed a bit embarrassing.

I'm afraid that the reason for this great devil's patient teaching is not to overthrow the holy religion and restore equality to all souls.

It's just that there is hatred in my heart that is hard to quell, and the love is not over.

But no matter what, his end is doomed.

"You really... know her."

In the ancient forest, the sound of the piano is no longer, and all spirits are silent.

Only the figure in Tsing Yi sighed, raised his head and looked towards Ling Xiao.

"good."

Ling Xiao nodded calmly, without hiding it.

With the sound of the zither covering the environment, in that illusion, Ling Xiao's mind changes, I am afraid that it is difficult to escape the great demon's consciousness.

What's more, why should he cover it up?

Today's Ye Qingchan is no longer who she was 300 years ago, nor is it the person Wen Ruyu misses in her heart.

"Holy Son of the Holy Church, you are quite courageous. You dare to come here alone, so you are not afraid... I will kill you here?"

Wen Ruyu put away the piano and stood up, looking at the young man in the forest, a ray of magic power radiated from his body, and raised three liang of leaves.

It's just inexplicable, there seems to be a glint of solemnity in his eyes.

Seeing the emperor is not afraid, seeing the devil is not afraid.

The breath is vigorous and stable, and the eyes are clear and indifferent.

In other words, the young man in front of him was not pretending to be calm, but he really didn't take Wen Ruyu seriously.

But, how is it possible?

How could a boy of seventeen or eighteen not be flustered in front of him?

Could it be that he has enough confidence to escape in his own hands?

Qin Chu?

The light in Wen Ruyu's eyes changed, and finally she put away her whole body and stood in the forest with her hands behind her back.

"Although Senior Wen is a demon, he is not a demon. This can be seen from Brother Qin."

Ling Xiao's expression was calm, neither humble nor overbearing. Although he called senior, he obviously sounded like a peer.

"Tell me, Miss Ye, where are you now?"

From the moment she heard Ye Qingchan's name, Wen Ruyu was thinking about a question.

If Ling Xiao's maid is Ye Qingchan, then what is going on?

In the end, he only thought of one possibility.

Ye Qingchan fell into reincarnation, and happened to join the holy religion and became the son and maidservant of the saint.

But this doesn't make sense.

If Ye Qingchan died, he must have died in the hands of the holy master.

Then even if she returns in reincarnation, how can she stay in the holy religion safely now?

However, the name, appearance, and even Taoism are all exactly the same.

What the hell is going on here?

"I said I don't know, do seniors believe it?"

To be honest, now Ling Xiao really doesn't know where Ye Qingchan has gone.

Before leaving that day, she only said that there was something calling in the sea of ​​souls, and then disappeared.

So far, even a sound transmission has not been sent back.

Ling Xiao guessed that she probably went to Central Xinjiang, and it might even be the sacred mountain where the holy religion is located.

As a result, he didn't dare to interrupt easily, lest Ye Qingchan's whereabouts be exposed.

"do not know?"

Wen Ruyu frowned slightly, her eyes flickering with soul.

At this moment, he was hesitating whether to capture the Holy Son directly and search for his soul.

In this way, everything is simple.

"Actually, senior, I came to Southern Border to find Qingchan's trace."

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, but he sneered in his heart.

A demon who has missed Ye Qingchan for 300 years, now suddenly hears about her, his mind is bound to fluctuate.

The Holy Cult sent the four envoys to Xinjiang not to find traces of the demons, but to... Ye Qingchan.

Senior Wen, Qingchan's disappearance must be related to the envoy.

Or, let's capture the first envoy, search for his soul and refine his soul, and ask him a good question?

"What? What do you... mean?"

As early as 300 years ago, Wen Ruyu had guessed.

In the holy religion, perhaps it is not as stable and peaceful as he imagined.

Especially when Ye Qingchan disappeared, there were rumors in Shengzhou.