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

In the final battle.

The emperor used up all the battle blood on his body, and wanted to use his bones to kill the three superpowers who had ascended to the sky, but all efforts were in vain.

The moment when the Dao Bone appeared in the void, blooming the brightest brilliance in the world.

All the monks present could not hold back their tears.

"The emperor once killed to the end of the outside world, and the three Dengtian who beat him could only flee around."

"His footsteps have been left in the whole world, and the flag of Xuanyan Continent has also been set up in places outside the region."
"Dijun's reputation far surpasses that of any ascendant, but his era has finally come to an end."

Until the ancient painting artifact was completely plunged into darkness.

The cultivator outside the artifact of the ancient painting couldn't hold back his tears, weeping bitterly.

They are sentimental, reminiscing, and mourning the respectable figure in white.

Exhausted blood, shattered the bones, and dominated his life, leaving only scars and endless regrets. How can the monks not be sentimental? How can they not miss it?
At a certain point in time, the ancient painting artifact once again had a clear scene.

In the quiet room, Liang Lin was lying on the bed.

The white clothes are not stained with dust, but the eyes are full of turbidity.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Yao Huang with a sad face.

"Why don't you listen to my advice."

"Why do you need to use spells again?"

Yao Huang was softly criticizing, but his eyes were full of sadness.

"How long do I have left?"
Liang Lin finally spoke, but his voice was very hoarse and weak.

Yao Huang turned around, and it could be seen that his body was shaking slightly, and the old man with gray temples was sobbing silently.

He didn't reply, but that was the answer to the question.

"There are too many scars on your body. These are very serious Dao marks. There is no cure for me."

"I've awakened your consciousness with the magic medicine, but it can't last for too long. Do you have anything, do you want to tell me?"

Yao Huang controlled his emotions and spoke to Liang Lin in an extremely gentle tone.

It seems to be afraid that if the sound is too loud, it will disturb the emperor.

.......
Outside the artifact of ancient paintings.

The expressions of the monks present became more and more serious.

Xuan Rui and the others froze in place like sculptures that had lost their vitality.

Even the calmness in Ye Luoyang's eyes disappeared, replaced by panic.

This was a result that none of the monks present expected.

This ending is really unacceptable

"Didn't the Emperor of Medicine say back then that the emperor still has 30 years to live? Even if he fights everywhere, even if he gets involved in countless causes and effects, how could his lifespan drop so much all of a sudden?"
Many monks are confused and have no way to accept this result.

The 30-year lifespan has not passed halfway, and it has reached the end. This has refreshed the guesses of all the monks.

They are worried, they are afraid.

Originally, they hoped that this man could return, but now, everything seemed to be a fantasy.

"He has already been depleted of flesh and blood. After more than ten years of fighting, I don't know how many more large and small scars have been added."

"Several times to fight to the outside world, across the Chaos City, to the core of the outside world, his lifespan has already been exhausted!"

Some monks were sighing, with unspeakable emotion and unspeakable sadness.

This is the most painful in the hearts of the monks present!
"The time in the ancient painting artifact is just a few days before he retreats."

"Then, can he reappear in the world?
someone asked softly.

But no one could respond, and the monks present fell silent. They had lost the certainty of victory, and the backbone that supported them completely collapsed.

"No, it won't be like this."
Ye Luoyang's eyes were filled with panic.

This is also the result she had never imagined.

She has always known that Master's twilight years have been spent in fighting and fighting, and she also knows that Master's situation is not very good.

But she never thought about it, and the result was far worse than she had guessed.

Her mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

But soon calmed down.

The time in the ancient paintings is very close to the present. Such a powerful person has survived countless catastrophes without perishing. How could he leave so easily now?

"wait for me."

"Give me some time, and I will definitely rescue you."

Ye Luoyang clenched her fists tightly and whispered softly.

.......
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

There was complete silence in the room.

Yao Huang's voice did not continue, and Liang Lin did not continue to respond.

He just looked at the beam in a daze, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

Across the world, dominate the world.

In charge of the Nine Heavens Palace and drive the supreme power.

Now that he is about to leave completely, there are many people who want to meet, many things to say, and he still has many unfulfilled wishes, but he doesn't know who to express his heart to.

A wife? A bosom friend? Or an innocent woman who swore to live and die together?
In Liang Lin's mind, many people who had good friends with him in the past appeared.

But in the end there was nothing but a heavy sigh.

Some people have left completely, and some people have become enemies with him.

I don't know who to say my last words on my deathbed.

I don't know who to shoulder the heavy responsibilities.

Liang Lin was very sad, he let out a long sigh, exhausted physically and mentally.

In the end, he thought of his younger sister Liang Xiaoxiao and his brother Song Ming.

"Call them back, let Song Huang go back to Jiuchongtian Palace, let Xiaoxiao come to see me..."
.......
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin stood up slowly to take a bath, and changed into clean clothes.

He finally looked radiant again, as if he had stepped back countless times, and returned to the moment when he sat on the emperor's throne in the Nine Heavens Palace for the first time, dressed in an emperor's robe, without anger.

What the world talks about is just like that.

Yao Huang was extremely sad, and was crying uncontrollably, he retreated slowly, leaving the last time to the emperor.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Emperor Song came back.

He was still as high-spirited as before.

Covered in armor, extremely majestic.

Now he is no longer an unknown junior. He has fought bloody battles outside for many years, and he already has an unshakable position in the hearts of the generals of the Jiuchongtian Palace.

In that room, the two still chatted happily as before.

Emperor Song didn't notice Liang Lin's abnormality, and Liang Lin didn't tell him about the turmoil outside the territory, let alone that he was about to die completely.

He's out of time.

Some things are difficult for people to accept in a short period of time.

He didn't want to see the sad look on this brother's face when he left, and he didn't want to spend the last bit of his time explaining the turmoil outside the territory and panicking the people he cared about.