Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

"Hmph! You're blind, and you don't even see who I am!!"

Bai Zhixi's small face froze for a moment, and she was suddenly a little annoyed, as if she had refuted a lot of embarrassment, she pinched her waist and walked in front of Ling Xiao.

"Huh? Princess Nine?"

On the Qingqiu, two young girls walked out immediately, and looked at Bai Zhixi with a surprised expression, "The Ninth Princess has run away from home and returned! Hurry up and report to Patriarch! Don't let her run away this time!"

"Uh…"

Bai Zhixi's pretty face turned even redder, rubbing the corner of her clothes, and said angrily in her heart, "The gentle and gentle image of this princess has been ruined by you!"

"Buzz!"

In the distant sky, there were several bursts of wind suddenly, and I saw an old figure stepping over from a distance with a group of powerful fox clansmen, and in an instant they arrived in front of Ling Xiao and the others.

The light is clear and leisurely, the array lines are on and off, disappearing invisible.

"Presumably this is the holy son of the Holy Church. I am old and green and white, and I have seen the holy son."

Bai Qian bowed slightly, and behind him, the Nine-Tailed Fox Queen's face changed slightly, and she bowed with her.

"Bai Qian?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed playful.

Qianqian, is that you?

Where's your night...skate?

"I don't know why the Holy Son came here?"

The face of the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress was obviously gloomy. She had had nine daughters in her life.

The eldest daughter is extremely beautiful and followed the God Lord, but ended up being trapped in an abyss from which she could never get out.

Now Qingqiu's most talented little princess Jiu is ambiguous with this Holy Son, how can she feel at ease?

"Oh, I heard that the eldest princess of your clan once followed the God Lord. I have some things I want to ask her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and took a deep look at Nine-Tailed Fox.

It was just this glance that instantly made the great monster of Northern Xinjiang feel a kind of shock from the bottom of his heart.

She has heard about what happened in northern Xinjiang in the past few days.

The holy son of the holy religion, together with the three ninth-rank powerhouses, forcibly suppressed and killed the new emperor of the monster clan and the Qinglong emperor, and established Jiuyou as the emperor.

From then on, there were no more three emperors and ten kings in Northern Xinjiang, and only one Emperor Jiuyou remained.

Such a young hero is not something she can provoke.

"Hehe, Holy Son, please follow me."

Bai Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared fiercely at the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress, "Holy Son, please."

"It's work."

Ling Xiao smiled gently, and the coldness in his body dissipated instantly, and he followed Bai Qian and walked towards the depths of Qingqiu.

"Holy Son! This is it."

When the figures of the people fell to the top of the abyss, Bai Qian and the others did not move forward.

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, "Zhixi, wait for me here."

"Young master... I..."

Just as Bai Zhixi was about to open her mouth, she saw Patriarch Bai Qian shook her head slightly, and immediately shut up and did not dare to say more.

It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the abyss that Bai Qian sighed softly.

"Old Ancestor! Why don't you let me go down with you, Young Master? Let me tell you, I am now the Demon Emperor of Northern Border, Young Master promised me that in a few days, I will announce to Northern Xinjiang and make me emperor!"

Bai Zhixi looked at Bai Qian angrily, and complained with her mouth pouted.

"Hey."

But at this time, Bai Qian didn't open her mouth, only sighed deeply.

With Bai Zhixi's disposition, how would she know what the meaning of the word "demon emperor" would be without power?

Throughout history, the demon king and demon emperor in northern Xinjiang did not come out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The reason why these two words frighten all demons is not the emperor's name and king's surname, but the blood and honor that flowed through it.

How sad is it to give you the title of emperor?

If this emperor can't rule the world, how is it different from a pig and a dog?

The Holy Son came to dominate the monster clan, but he didn't do anything to Qingqiu.

If it was said that it was only because of Bai Zhixi, Bai Qian would not believe it, but Bai Zhirou was forbidden by the God Lord, so why did he go down into the abyss this time?

"Zhixi? How did you and the Holy Son... get acquainted?"

"Old Ancestor, this is the Young Master Ling Xiao I mentioned to you before! As for when he became the Holy Son, I don't know much."

Bai Zhixi twitched her lips, this stinky young man has been hiding the truth from me for so long.

If I knew you were the Holy Son of the Holy Church, why would I be so low-key!

I have already established myself as the king, so how can I use Jiuyou to monopolize the limelight!

snort!

"Young Master Ling Xiao? You mean, you have known this young master for a long time?"

Bai Qian frowned slightly, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Although she has never seen the holy son of the Holy Church, it is rumored that this holy son has been practicing with the Lord God and has never been born.

Are the rumors false or...the Holy Son is false?

"That's right! Back then when I sneaked into the lower realm, I met Young Master Ling Xiao... If it wasn't for Young Master, I would have died in the hands of the Blood Soul Temple."

There was a dazed look in Bai Zhixi's big eyes, what's wrong with the ancestor, why is he so surprised at such an old age.

"Blood Soul Temple?"

Bai Qian's face was dull, and she turned to look at the Nine-Tailed Fox Empress, but finally said nothing more.

Now that it was over, she had no choice.

No matter who this Ling Xiao is or why he came to Qingqiu, it seems that she can't stop her.

The so-called escape from the world is like a joke in front of absolute strength.

That's all, it's a calamity or a fate, it can only be determined by God.

Chapter 879, 300 years ago

"Da da da."

In the dark and quiet depths of the abyss, there was a sudden sound of unhurried footsteps.

Ling Xiao's figure descended from the top of the abyss, looking at the dark and deep abyss in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, he didn't feel a trace of the formation seal in the abyss, nor did he have the breath of a strong man.

In other words, it seems that Bai Zhirou is willing to be imprisoned, not forcibly imprisoned at all.

It wasn't until a dim aura suddenly lit up in front of Ling Xiao's eyes that his footsteps stopped.

At the end of his line of sight, a figure in white was sitting cross-legged quietly.

Blue hair fell down, covering half of her cheeks, but even so, the remaining half of her face was still shockingly beautiful.

The thin lips are thin and the beautiful eyes are tightly closed, like a masterpiece of ancient painting, and like a beautiful landscape.

In short, seeing her, Ling Xiao actually felt a quiet and peaceful mood.

This feeling is not set off by temperament, but more like a kind of accumulation of time.

However, this Baizhi Rouman is only three hundred years old, which is about the same age as Jiuyou.

Even Zi Yan didn't have such an artistic conception in her body. Inexplicably, Ling Xiao was a little puzzled.

"You are Bai Zhirou?"

Ling Xiao opened his mouth and broke the silence.

Although he didn't feel a wave of spiritual power in Bai Zhirou's body, Ling Xiao instinctively felt a little familiar.

Is it because of Baizhixi or Mengyuan?

At this time Ling Xiao has opened the domain, so that Meng Yuan can hear the conversation between the two and understand the real past of Shengzhou.

"Who are you?"

Bai Zhirou opened her eyes, and lightly brushed her hair with her jade hands. Just one movement was full of charm.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm here today because I want to ask you a few questions."

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm demeanor and a sense of detachment.

But Bai Zhirou just frowned, and said in a cold and authentic tone, "Since you came here, you should know why I was trapped, so you are not afraid of causing disaster?"

"What is your relationship with God Lord, oh, or Zhou Yandao?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, this Bai Zhirou has been trapped here for more than ten years, as far as the lifespan of the Yaozu is concerned, it will pass in a blink of an eye.

However, in the past ten years or so, many major events have happened that changed the fate of the Holy State.

Ye Qingchan was reborn, and the demon descended into the world. Is all this a coincidence, or did someone do it on purpose?

"Zhou Yandao? It seems that you are not a member of the holy religion."

The guard on Bai Zhirou's face gradually dissipated, "However, young man, let me advise you, knowing too much may not be of any benefit to you."

"Don't you want to kill Zhou Yandao and regain your freedom?"

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry, and now he didn't know Bai Zhirou's attitude towards Zhou Yandao, so everything could only be done step by step.

After all, no one knows if this woman has a way to secretly contact God.

"I want to! Of course I want to! I've been looking forward to his death all the time! However, he has already entered Yuanzun, so who in the entire Holy State is his opponent! It doesn't matter if I die, but I can't implicate the Qingqiu clan."

Bai Zhirou sighed softly, her brows were full of helplessness, "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, but Bai Zhirou's eyes suddenly flashed with resentment, "Unless Master Ye is reincarnated."

"She's back."

"what!!"

Bai Zhirou was taken aback for a moment, then widened her eyes and stared at Ling Xiao, "You said Lord Ye...is back?!"

"good."

Ling Xiao nodded calmly, from Bai Zhirou's reaction, he didn't see the slightest flaw.

Could it be that Ye Qingchan and Ye Fan belonged to the same clan, she really didn't know about it?

In other words, when she gave birth to Ye Fan, she was taken back to Shengzhou, and Ye Qingchan was far away from Xuanjianzong, so she had nothing to do with the Ye clan?

This is not impossible, after all, Ye Qingchan is the real daughter of destiny, good luck is close to her, and it is luck to drive away good luck and avoid bad luck.

However, Ling Xiao still felt that something was wrong.

"Great! Great! Master Ye..."

Bai Zhirou trembled all over, couldn't hide her excitement, and there were tears in her eyes.

"This is karma, karma!! Boy, where is Master Ye now, can I...see her?"

"I'm afraid not. If my prediction is correct, Qingchan should have gone to Zhongjiang, the holy state. I came here today to find out what happened 300 years ago, and then I can save her. Princess, what happened back then? what?"

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, with deep black eyes.

Right now, it seems that Princess Qingqiu has a past with Ye Qingchan and Zhou Yandao.

It's just that Ling Xiao still can't see through what kind of role she is playing.

This feeling is quite strange, this is the first time he can't see through a person.