Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

Even Long Yu, the deceased princess of the Dragon Clan, probably had a lot of affection for Liang Lin!
"Emperor!"
"I swear here today that I will kill you! After you die, I will take all the beauties who have appeared by your side into my harem."

Bai Chen thought with resentment in his heart.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that he, the leader of the Justice League, stood at the so-called perspective of standing up for many monks at the very beginning, until now, his mentality has been infinitely distorted, and everything he does is to let Stand out by yourself and bring down Liang Lin.

A burst of jealousy rose in Xuan Rui's heart.

She originally thought that Liang Lin only knew Rong Lianxue during this period of time, but she didn't expect that there was also Long Yu and Song Zhilan.

"Hmph, brother Lin is really good at attracting bees and attracting butterflies."

Xuan Rui's angry gaffe, such a little woman's behavior, once again made the monks present express that their previous cognition of the rumored incomparably glamorous Demon Lord had been broken.

Xuan Rui has compassion for Song Zhilan.

The reason she was jealous was because she knew that Liang Lin, that seemingly ruthless guy, would definitely not let this woman down!
At this time, Song Ming was already in tears, crying so hard that he couldn't see his original appearance.

In his memory, his sister has always been a person who is worth relying on, and has always tolerated him like a mother.

She carried everything on her slender shoulders with her own strength, and has always taken care of herself meticulously.

She is tough, she is cold, she never gets close to others, just like an iceberg without emotion.

But such gentleness, such a little woman's posture.

It was something he had never seen since he was a child.

My sister never said half of her hard work in front of him.She just silently carried everything for him.

In this short life, she tried her best to lay the foundation for him and pave the way for him, but in the end, my sister had no choice, no way to go.

Song Ming choked up in a low voice, his eyes were very sad.

The love is unbearable, the heart is hurting, the eyes of a generation of Song emperors are full of sorrow, and the pain in the heart is difficult to express in words.

He matured too late!Too late!
When I thought about the stakes, my sister was no longer in this world!
It hurts, but that's all.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the child wants to support but the relatives don't wait.He has really grown up and his sister is gone.

"elder sister."

Song Ming murmured softly, holding Ruyi Gui Yuanzhong, crying and knelt down on the ground.

……

The picture inside the ancient painting artifact reappeared.

When it appeared again, it was already dawn.

But when the scene after dawn was thoroughly seen, the monks present outside the artifact of the ancient painting, their eyes froze for an instant, and their expressions were astonished!
Liang Lin slowly opened his eyes.

The stamina of the spirits still hadn't dissipated, Liang Lin felt that today's sunshine was a bit dazzling, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Only then did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong with the wine last night.

How can there be no problem with the wine that can make Jin Zun unconscious?
He rubbed his eyes, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

The first thing that catches the eye is the soft curtain, the window is half opened, the breeze blows, and the curtain sways gently in the wind.

The half-open windows reflected the warm sunlight in the house, as well as the chirping of birds.

Liang Lin's expression changed instantly, and he immediately sat up in shock!
This is all because he smelled a faint fragrance, which was as strong as a flower.

Obviously, this is a women's boudoir!!
It was only now that Liang Lin noticed that there was actually a person lying beside him, and it was Song Zhilan.

Her arms as white as jade hugged the bed quilt, revealing a pair of beautiful collarbones, her beautiful eyes flowed, and there seemed to be thousands of emotions in her eyes.

On the bed quilt, a little wintersweet blooms...

Liang Lin's mind suddenly shut down, and the ups and downs of half-consciousness kept appearing in his mind

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The expressions of the monks present all changed instantly.

Liang Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, she was dumbfounded, and her expression was stiff.

There was a strange color in Li Zhaoyue's eyes, her hands were clenched tightly, her face was gloomy, and her eyes kept flickering.

The anger in Leng Qingshuang's heart became more and more intense, and she recklessly vented her unwillingness on Rong Lianxue.

Rong Lianxue lost the control of her expression for a moment, and immediately after that, she was full of jealousy and anger, and attacked with all her strength.

Bai Chen turned around, his face contorted in an instant, and he vented vigorously from an angle that others could not see.Powerless and furious in his heart: Liang Lin, I must kill you! ! !

Song Ming temporarily stopped his grief, his expression was stiff, and his body trembled slightly.

Song Ming is very surprised now, he never thought that there is such a past between his sister and Liang Lin!!
Moreover, it was designed by my sister...

Xuan Rui turned angrily and looked at Ruyi Gui Yuanzhong.

His eyes are full of murderous intent!
"You scheming woman! How dare you plot against my husband!!"
At this moment, endless jealousy and killing intent rose in Xuan Rui's heart.

Although Liang Lin has been having ambiguous affairs with all the empresses, there has never been any actual relationship.

She originally thought Song Zhilan was a poor woman.

But until now, she didn't realize that even if Liang Lin refined her into a weapon spirit for no reason, there was no difficulty in it, and it wasn't too much at all!
I have not been able to be so close to brother Lin, how can that woman be like this!!!
Xuan Rui looked at Ruyi Gui Yuanzhong with great resentment.

Now there is only one thought in my mind, dare to hit my elder brother Lin's idea... I want to kill this weapon spirit!
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin was still sitting in the curtain.

Their eyes met, they looked at each other silently, and no one spoke for a long time.

"I…"

Liang Lin moved his mouth, but for a moment, he couldn't think of what to say.

"You don't have to say any more."
Song Zhilan's voice was calm, and once again revealed a feeling of keeping strangers away.

"You can pretend that this incident never happened. I don't need you to take any responsibility, and you don't have the right to be responsible to me."

Her lips moved slightly, but what she said was very unreasonable.

Song Zhilan seemed to have returned to being indifferent and ruthless as before, not getting close to anyone.

There was a freezing chill in his eyes, and no other emotions could be seen, just like ice, only a biting coldness.

Just like the ups and downs of last night, and the little woman who told her heart was just a dream of Liang Lin.

But it is obvious that this is not Liang Lin's dream. The dots of red plums on the bed quilt, the sudden drunkenness, and the narration in the memories all show that this is what happened in real.

"You go away quickly."

Song Zhilan's voice revealed coldness and strangeness.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The monks present sighed sadly.

Just like Liang Lin's feeling at this time in the picture, last night's Spring Festival Night seemed like a dream. When he woke up from the dream, he had to face reality.

Last night, it was this woman who didn't want to be oppressed by the heavy family responsibilities all the time, unable to show her heart, so she allowed herself to go as she wanted, to have a night of indulgence and a moment of joy.

But now it's dawn and people are awake. After all, she still needs to shoulder the responsibility of the Song family's prostitute daughter. After the dust settles, she still has to marry the Fan family, hide the true feelings in her heart forever, and face the reality that she can't shrink back. .

The hearts of the monks were full of depression.

This woman still looks cold, like an iceberg that won't melt.

But now everyone can clearly see the hidden intentions under the iceberg.

"Ugh."

All the monks sighed in unison, with endless sorrow rising in their hearts.