We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"That figure just now... is that the young master?"

Ye Qingchan's eyes were clear and cold, and she seemed a little confused.

"Hmph, can't you see through it? That Ling Xiao is a wanderer at all. What will happen if you follow such a person? Integrate with me and step on the peak of the world, you will understand what this world is like. vast!!"

In the sea of ​​his soul, the indifferent and arrogant woman's voice resounded again.

"The peak of heaven and earth... If there is no son, what's the point?"

Ye Qingchan raised a small smile at the corner of her mouth, raised her feet and walked forward.

Son, where are you?

Qingchan is really worried about you!

Nian Qingyun is dead, but you still have Qingchan!

"You!! It's stupid!! Don't you feel that Ling Xiao has a sinister meaning? He can deceive others, but he can't deceive me. I am too familiar with this kind of breath, he is a demon! !!"

The voice of the ancient soul gradually became angry, and even contained a hint of resentment.

Just now in Taixuan Daozong, she did not dare to give off a wave of fluctuations.

What made her a little puzzled was why that Taixuan Daozi... actually had some... inexplicable awe towards Ling Xiao?

son?

If she remembered correctly, every Daozi of this Taixuan Daozong seemed to be the top of the Eastern Border and was admired by thousands of people.

Can…

"Magic? Pfft."

Ye Qingchan suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, a sneer flashed in her eyes.

Of course he is a devil!

He is the young master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!

This ancient soul is really annoying. In order to slander the son, he really does everything he can!

"What about the devil? If he is not tolerated by the world, then I will accompany him and kill everyone."

In the end, Ye Qingchan just snorted coldly, and ignored the ancient soul who was roaring angrily in her ear.

Even if...

One day she will forget the son, and she will always look at her hand holding the sword.

Because, there, she has carved his name.

Ye Qingchan lowered her head and looked at the two wounds on her wrist that had already healed.

In the blur, the word "Ling Xiao" was actually used.

Beloved but so,

How can the heart be lightly burdened.

The world is prosperous,

But I just want to be with you...

Side by side, waiting for the sunrise.

son.

I am not your childhood sweetheart,

Nor is your cardamom first blooming.

But this life…

I will use my life to engrave my name in your heart.

Just like that day, what you promised me will live up to my life.

"Qingchan? Is that you?!"

Just as the cold light in Ye Qingchan's eyes gradually became cold, an exclamation suddenly came from the ancient forest in the distance.

I saw a figure in white descending from the sky, with a surprised expression on his face.

There was indeed a touch of pale and haggard on that handsome and innocent face.

Gan!

Can you be haggard?

Even after eating the Jiao meat, Ling Xiao was really tired after the fierce battles for the past two days.

No, when Huahua breaks through, you have to cut some flesh from it to make up for it.

Let it transform into its main body, and it will not die if it is cut into three or five pounds, and a hot pot will basically come out.

Give it some healing elixir, and it will be healed soon after thinking about it.

Hey? !

Inadvertently, Ling Xiao seemed to have discovered something remarkable?

That's called... Recycling, right?

Wonderful!

In the realm, on the banks of the Daze.

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

"Young Master!! It's really you!!"

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

"Son, I miss you!"

"Qingchan...why are you here?"

Damn it!

Is it really Qingchan?

Did she just... see it?

"I thought about your son, so I came down the mountain, son, now that I have broken through to the late stage of devastation, 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, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Um."

It was inexplicable, and a touch of 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 is always indifferent in front of others.

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

This feeling is good.

Simple, pure, free from the complexity of this world, making people peaceful.

Can…

Why is there a struggle in her eyes?

Is it because of... that Dao Su Hui?

Three thousand lucky, in just a few months, Ye Qingchan's luck has surpassed most of the Sons of Destiny in this holy state.

very scary,

"Your master agreed?"

"Well, the master said, ask me to go down the mountain to experience."

Ye Qingchan pursed her lips and chuckled, and suddenly took it out of her arms

Countless talismans and treasures came out, "Young Master, I brought you a gift."

"This is…"

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

Although, she never surrendered.

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

It's just that now, Ling Xiao's spiritual treasures are on par with the supreme Taoist lineage, so how can he covet the good fortune in his own woman.

"This talisman is of great use to me. You carry the rest with you. Since you want to follow me, you will definitely encounter a lot of danger. If you protect yourself, I can feel at ease."

Ling Xiao's voice originally contained 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.

"Master... I heard..."

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, especially seeing the sadness in Ye Qingchan's eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

No way?

Ye Qingchan heard about herself and Su Yan...

Gan!

Who leaked the wind?

"Qingchan, actually I..."

"I know! Nian Qingyun's death will definitely make the son sad, so Qingchan is here, and he must always accompany the son..."

Ye Qingchan pressed her face tightly into Ling Xiao's arms, listening to the thumping heartbeat of the young man, 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 still needs space, the time still needs time, and no matter how busy you are, you can't forget to manage it.

Otherwise, once these few daughters of destiny conflict, there may not be a day when love and hatred arise.

By then...they probably won't die.

After all, there is destiny to protect him, but he...it's hard to say.

"Gollum."

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

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

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

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

But the latter trembled for a moment inexplicably at this time.

That look again! !

Gan!

Could this be the so-called... Droughts die from droughts, and floods die from floods?

"Qingchan, why don't we go back to the Ling family first? I still have some things to discuss with my father. Yuanyue Holy Land and Ancient Puppet Sect killed my brothers and friends over and over 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, "Master Quanyi, whoever the master says to kill, Qingchan will... kill whoever!"