The destined villain forcibly marries the goddess in black stockings at the beginning!

The Wanhua Valley of Xuanmen Sect is quiet and peaceful.

In an elegantly decorated yet slightly chilly room, Zhao Xian'er was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a faint glow of true energy, immersed in spiritual practice.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door was pushed open unceremoniously.

A tall and handsome man walked in with a casual pace. This man was Huang Lang.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a cynical smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a sense of unruliness, as if the rules of the Xuanmen Sect were worthless in his eyes.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Huang Lang's voice was lazy. After seeing Zhao Xian'er, not only did he not perform the kneeling ceremony between master and disciple, but there was also no respect in his tone.

When Zhao Xian'er saw Huang Lang, she felt extremely unhappy, but it was only for a moment, and she suppressed the unhappy and disgusted feeling.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her face quickly changed into an extremely warm smile, which was so sweet that it seemed as if honey could drip out.

"Lang'er, come here quickly and let the master take a good look at you."

Zhao Xian'er stood up while waving, walked quickly to Huang Lang, took his hand, looked him up and down, her eyes full of concern.

"How have you been in Wanhua Valley lately? I've been away for three years. After coming back this time, have you adapted to the food and daily life? Is there anything that is not going well here? Talk to Master."

Huang Lang sneered in his heart, but he also showed a grateful expression on his face, "Thank you for your concern, Master. Everything is going well in my life."

"Everything is fine in life, but interpersonal relationships... your sisters are ignorant and have caused you trouble." Zhao Xian'er nodded with satisfaction after hearing Huang Lang's answer, but then changed the subject, a trace of resentment suddenly appearing on her face. "Speaking of Yun Xi, Su Muxue, and Lin Wanqiu, those three little bitches, humph, Master, I've disliked them for a long time. They pretend to be saintly bitches all day long, it's so disgusting. I didn't expect you, Lang'er, to be so straightforward and take care of them directly. It really vented Master's anger. Well done!"

Huang Lang said meaningfully, "Yun Xi, Su Muxue, and Lin Wanqiu are your three favorite disciples. Master, do you really think I killed them well?"

Zhao Xian'er gritted her teeth secretly: "I already said I disliked those three a long time ago. Xiao Lang, you killed them really well!"

"Then I feel relieved. I originally felt a little sorry for them, but after hearing what Master said, I feel relieved."

Zhao Xian'er didn't say anything, but secretly rolled her eyes. She didn't believe Huang Lang's lies that he felt guilty!

Huang Lang looked at Zhao Xian'er's expression and laughed in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be humble. "Does the master also think that I killed the wrong person?"

"No, no, no, these three little bitches deserve it, they deserve to die!" Zhao Xian'er said gritting her teeth.

Although she felt very sad about the death of her three disciples, she smiled even more brightly on the surface. She held Huang Lang's hand tightly and said affectionately: "Lang'er, you are my most proud disciple. As for those other disciples, if they died, they died. I don't feel sad at all. As long as you are fine, that's all. I called you here today because I have great news to tell you!"

Huang Lang's eyes lit up, and an expression of anticipation appeared on his face. He asked with a smile, "Oh? Master, tell me quickly, what's the good news?"

Zhao Xian'er's tone became even more enthusiastic, her voice rising a few notches. "This is great news! The Ancient Spiritual Ruins are about to open! Logically speaking, a new disciple like you wouldn't be qualified to go there. But Master, I love you so much that I highly recommended you to the Sect Master and put in a lot of effort to secure this precious spot for you!"

"This time, besides Qin Feng, our most outstanding disciple from Wanhua Valley, you are the only one who can enter the Ancient Spiritual Ruins. Lang'er, you must cherish this opportunity. You may get a great opportunity inside!"

Huang Lang pretended to be flattered, his face full of smiles. "Master, you are so kind to me. I am truly grateful. After entering the Ancient Spiritual Ruins, I will strive hard to obtain a great opportunity and will definitely not let you down!"

Zhao Xian'er couldn't stop smiling after hearing Huang Lang's words. "Okay, okay, you must not die. Strive for a great opportunity. I am so lucky to have such an outstanding disciple like you."

When she said the five words "Please don't die", she said it with gritted teeth, and her tone was that she wished Huang Lang would die immediately.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and the room was filled with "cheerful" laughter for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, Huang Lang said goodbye and left.

The moment the door slammed shut, the enthusiastic smile on Zhao Xianer's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold expression.

She looked at the closed door, a layer of frost covered her face, and her eyes were full of coldness and hatred.

"Huang Lang, you are such an ignorant person! How dare you treat me so coldly and even kill my beloved disciple? This time, I will make you pay a heavy price!"

Just as she cursed under her breath, the door curtain moved and a tall, handsome man walked out from the inner room.

This person was Qin Feng. In fact, everything that happened just now was ordered by him.

As the son of destiny, Qin Feng is naturally a very smart person.

He had already hidden in Zhao Xian'er's room and had overheard everything Huang Lang and Zhao Xian'er had said.

Qin Feng knew that if he went to invite Huang Lang to enter the Taikoo Lingxu, Huang Lang would most likely guess that it was a trap, but if he asked his master Zhao Xianer to tell Huang Lang, he would definitely not doubt it.

Judging from Huang Lang's tone, he must have believed what Zhao Xian'er said and would definitely go to Taikoo Lingxu.

And when we get there, haha, I, Qin Feng, will definitely "treat" Mr. Huang well!

The ancestor said to capture him alive, but he didn’t say not to torture him!

Once I catch Huang Lang, I will torture him so badly that he will suffer a fate worse than death!

Qin Feng thought happily. With a smile on his face, he walked up to Zhao Xian'er, bowed deeply, and had a look of gratitude and pride on his face.

"Thank you, Master, for listening to my advice. This time, when Huang Lang enters the Ancient Ruins, I will make sure he never returns and avenge my deceased sisters!"

Zhao Xian'er waved her hand, a trace of fatigue on her face. "No need to thank me. This is also what the Sect Master meant. Huang Lang is really too arrogant. He should have been dealt with long ago."

In fact, Zhao Xianer's resentment towards Huang Lang has a long history.

Huang Lang's daily disrespectful behavior and his ruthless killing of Yun Xi, Su Muxue and Lin Wanqiu made Zhao Xian'er's anger grow stronger.

Before, Zhao Xian'er obeyed the orders of the sect leader Qin Xian and kept silent, allowing Huang Lang to do whatever he wanted in the sect.

Now, with the tacit approval of the sect leader and the strategy offered by Qin Feng, she decided to take action.

Zhao Xian'er stood quietly in the room, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed again and again, her fists gradually clenched, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes.

"Huang Lang, Huang Lang, this time you enter the Ancient Spiritual Ruins. The cunning Qin Feng has dug a big pit for you, and there is also a trap set by the sect leader Qin Xian. I wonder how you will escape this time! Use your filthy soul to pay tribute to the spirit of my beloved disciple in heaven!"