Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

Ling Xiao looked at the girl in his arms, his eyes glowing with magic.

Although he didn't know the specific cultivation level of this girl, he always felt a sense of danger in her.

Besides, since she can come and go freely from the tower, who can hurt her?

"It's the phantom on the second floor. This guy is very bad. He turned into your appearance just now. He tricked me and hurt my heart."

Feng Ling coughed, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The pungent bloody smell permeated the air, making Ling Xiao's eyes even more worried.

"Phantom? What kind of phantom can escape your divine perception."

"I didn't see her face clearly, Ling Xiao, I'm so cold... so cold."

Feng Ling stretched out his hand and hugged Ling Xiao tightly, with his small face helplessly leaning towards the latter's chest.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, you know what realm that phantom is in, and where has it gone now?"

Ling Xiao raised his head, looked around with cold eyes, and the demon light outside him froze, as if he was facing an enemy.

To be able to seriously injure Fengling silently, the strength of the phantom must not be underestimated.

"Isn't she in your arms?"

Chapter 98, The position of successor

"Ok?"

Ling Xiao's face froze for a moment, and the devilish energy in his body surged instantly, and the figure appeared directly ten feet away.

"Hey, Ling Xiao...you..."

Feng Ling fell to the ground, a look of resentment flashed across his face.

"You are so courageous, you dare to pretend to be me."

Above the head, a girl's voice came again.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, and he looked at the two identical wind chimes in horror, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Feng Ling, you...you, who is real and who is fake? I thought you..."

After speaking, Ling Xiao didn't forget to turn his head and wipe his eyes.

Obviously, among the two people in front of him, one of them must be transformed by the phantom.

And even the aura on their bodies is exactly the same, with the perception of the soul at the level of the Lingxiao God King, it is impossible to distinguish the difference.

If he didn't have the pupil of nirvana, I'm afraid he would really be deceived by this phantom.

but…

Since she wants to act, Ling Xiao is naturally willing to accompany her in a bitter scene.

Feng Ling's identity is too weird, if you want to ask something from her, you still have to gain her trust first.

Although Ling Xiao wasn't sure if she was here before, but with this girl's temperament, how could she not come to join in the fun?

As for this phantom?

In this Tower of Conferred Gods, who is the father?

At this time, Feng Ling who was thrown on the ground by him suddenly let out a scream, and knelt on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Master Feng... Feng Ling, I... I..."

"Damn you."

In mid-air, Feng Ling snorted coldly, his small face as white as jade revealed a majesty that Ling Xiao had never seen before.

At this moment, the entire ancient glazed pagoda seemed to be filled with an indescribably strange aura.

And the black-clothed girl kneeling on the ground dissipated all the devilish energy from her body, and immediately transformed into her original form, which turned out to be a beautiful woman in black.

The woman is about double ten years old, with long black hair like a waterfall.

At this time, she was facing Ling Xiao with her back, revealing a long neck like suet white jade.

"My lord... the little devil is just trying to tease this human being, and has no intention of offending the lord. I beg the lord to show mercy and spare the little devil's life!"

"It's useless for you to beg me, he is the master of this tower, your life is in his hands."

Feng Ling raised his head and glanced at Ling Xiao, with some inexplicable emotion surging in his eyes.

She could see Ling Xiao's nervousness just now.

But I didn't see that this guy really cared about himself.

Was it tears that he wiped just now?

joke.

Acting, of course we are serious!

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao walked up to the phantom, raised his foot and raised her chin, revealing a beautiful face.

Although Ling Xiao has seen many beauties, none of them are as charming as this phantom.

It was a kind of tenderness that seemed to be engraved in the bones, and people couldn't help but feel a kind of pity.

In the dark and cold eyes, the cherry red mouth was tightly squeezed.

The erect Qiongbi let out a soft snort.

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth suddenly raised into a smile.

He could understand that the hostility of the phantom towards him probably came from his identity as the master of the Eight Desolation Glazed Tile Pagoda.

After all, these big demons in the tower were forcibly suppressed by the tower owner.

"You seem to have a lot of hostility towards me?"

Ling Xiao's body suddenly burst into monstrous magic light.

And the coldness on that phantom's beautiful face froze almost instantly.

"You...you are also a demon, this breath...you...you are..."

"This is the new lord, see you soon."

Mi Yong's figure came from the side, looking coldly at the phantom at his feet.

"Chaos Demon Ape! It really is you, aren't you... sealed in a layer?"

"Hmph, follow the Lord, and you will naturally be free."

Mi Yong snorted coldly, and his figure shrank again, turning into a human form, and standing beside Ling Xiao.

"Phantom Shadow, pay homage to the Lord!"

The phantom did not hesitate at all, with a solemn expression on his face, he bowed directly to Ling Xiao.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of confusion on her face, and she was also a little puzzled when she secretly looked at Feng Ling.

"It's boring."

Feng Ling pouted, and looked at Die Ying resentfully, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"Get up, where is the seal on your body?"

Ling Xiao frowned and looked at the woman in front of him. He still remembered that when he first met Mi Yong, the latter had four shackles of fear.

Why is there no such phantom?

"My lord, here it is."

Die Ying gave a wry smile, and stretched out his hand to tear off the shirt on his chest, revealing a snow-white stalwart.

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"Gollum."

Ling Xiao swallowed hard, leaned in front of Die Ying, and looked down at an ancient rune on her chest.

The color of the pattern is a strange blood red, like a lotus, shining scarlet light from time to time.

"What a weird rune."

Ling Xiao's face gradually became serious, and he stretched out his hand to cover the chest of Duoying, feeling the delicate softness carefully.

"It's a little troublesome."

Duoying stared dumbfounded at Ling Xiao's palms constantly changing positions, sometimes lightly kneading and sometimes clenching, her pretty face was already flushed.

But at this time, the lord's expression revealed a dignified look, obviously trying to help her break the seal.

"Master... Lord..."

"Well, it's very big, very white...not... very old, very tricky, but it won't trouble me, bear with it."

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and the magic light in his hand froze, but Duo Ying only felt that his whole body was soaked in a wave of magic, and the spiritual power that was originally sealed gradually surged.

"boom!!"

The monstrous demon light soared into the sky.

Die Ying raised his head to the sky and let out a scream, his beautiful eyes were filled with the joy of regaining freedom.

"Ninth Grade Divine Marquis?"

Ling Xiao glanced at Douying in surprise. Originally, he thought that the person who sealed the second layer must be a great demon in the King Realm.

But he didn't expect that the cultivation base of this superimposed shadow was still in the realm of the gods.

However, Ling Xiao felt relieved when he thought of the illusion she performed just now.

Her strength is far more than what it seems on the surface.

"You know that little girl just now?"

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered the fear of overlapping shadows before, and asked curiously.

"My lord, I only know her name is Feng Ling, I don't know anything else."

"Then why are you so afraid of her?"

"She often comes here to have fun with me. The aura on her body seems to be able to suppress the magic on us by nature."

A flash of fear flashed in Die Ying's eyes, obviously he had suffered a lot in Feng Ling's hands.

"Forget it, it seems that we still have to go to the ninth floor to have a look."

Ling Xiao raised his head and glanced at the void, "You two can practice on your own in the tower on weekdays, but you can't leave the tower."

"Yes! Lord!"

Mi Yong and Die Ying bowed and bowed, and when they looked up again, Ling Xiao was no longer in sight.

at the same time.

In the temple of the Ling clan.

Ling Tian was sitting on the golden chair in the hall, with eight old men below him lined up on both sides.

But Ling Tian and several handsome youths of the Ling clan stood respectfully in the hall.

"Patriarch, it will be noon soon, and Mr. Ling Xiao hasn't come yet, so why should we wait like this all the time?"

The first gray-haired old man smiled lightly.

Although his tone was respectful at this time, the deep meaning was self-evident.

"That's right, Mr. Ling Xiao is so arrogant!"

Suddenly someone in the hall echoed.

"Patriarch, I don't think there is any need to wait. We are not optimistic about Ling Xiao being the successor. Why don't we just choose one of them?"

"Yeah, Ling Xiao is too arrogant and rude. My Ling family has been passed down for thousands of years. How has there ever been such a disrespectful heir!"

"Extremely extreme. I think Ling Rui, the grandson of the elder of the rich family, is very good. He is already at the peak of Xuanqing's cultivation at a young age. He is simple and gentle, honest and loyal. This kind of arrogant boy is my Ling Rui." The future of the clan."

The eight elders of the clan talked at each other and unified their positions in a rare way.