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

Seeing Rong Lianxue's reaction, the monks present also knew the identity of the woman.

Long Nanzhi.

Rong Lianxue's mother.

The hearts of the monks inevitably felt a little more sad.

Long Nanzhi had already fallen, and this woman must be a sad person.

A group of monks feel sad for her, her simplicity and cheerfulness are extremely touching

Thinking that such a character is about to fall, who can feel sad.

"Hey, I think the emperor has encountered sad things many times in this era."
A monk sighed softly.

Until now, all the monks only hoped that the cause and effect between the emperor and Long Nanzhi would not be too deep.

His life was too rough, and the monks present didn't want to see this man get hurt again.

But this is most likely just nonsense.

The names that the old emperor said when he appeared had a deep connection with the emperor, otherwise he would not have mentioned them in that situation.

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Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin stayed in place for a long time, feeling a lot more in his heart.

He didn't continue chasing the little girl.

Instead, he stayed in the village and buried all the people in the village.

Therefore, this village has added a lot of graves without tombstones, and the village, which was originally sparsely populated, is becoming more and more silent now.

Liang Lin buried the newlyweds together.

A glass of sake was poured over their graves.

He sighed deeply, still feeling somewhat regretful.

But his eyes are very calm. Now he has already seen through life and death, and understands reincarnation and reincarnation. To him, such a thing is like a fleeting cloud. He sees it, but he doesn't remember it in his heart.

It's just a little regretful, if you stay for a few days, the hospitable villagers here will not encounter such a disaster.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Lin turned and left.

After walking out of the village, he walked forward, looking for the place where the 'Tao' is in this illusory world.

He climbed up the mountain, rowed a lone boat, crossed the river, watched the sun rise and set in the east, and watched the changing seasons.

For Liang Lin, such days are very stable.

In this kind of stability, he purified his mind and patiently realized the direction of the "Tao" in his heart.

Time flies by like a horse.

I don't know how long such days have passed.

Even though he was very stable, Liang Lin always felt that something was missing.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he had long been used to having someone beside him chattering about making people happy.

When he saw those extremely beautiful scenery, he would subconsciously think of the little girl, and felt that it was a pity that the little girl didn't see it.

Even though he was worried about it, Liang Lin didn't think about looking for it.

His Dao heart has experienced all kinds of catastrophes, and there is no way to regenerate ripples. It is his style of comprehending the "Tao" that is stable and boring.

Do it rashly, this is Liang Lin's way.

Until one day, Liang Lin accidentally found out about the little girl's whereabouts.

Some people say that the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect on Lingjian Mountain was destroyed by a real dragon.

That real dragon was bloodthirsty by nature, and killed all the members of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and the ancient sect disappeared in Xuanyan Continent overnight.

This news caused extremely violent turmoil in Xuanyan, and it was widely circulated in Xuanyan Continent for a while.

The appearance of a real dragon, no matter what era it is in, is enough to cause a sensation in the world.

The ancient monk put down his harsh words and said that he would take a real dragon as a mount under his feet. This is not just nonsense, but a kind of obsession of a practitioner.

Has always had the obsession.

During this period of time, the monks in Xuanyan Continent were not living in peace, and many holy places of sects and aristocratic families were planning in private.

On the surface, they are holding the banner of maintaining peace in the world, but in fact they want to kill the real dragon and seize the treasures on their bodies, or turn the real dragon into their own mounts.

A group of monks came out waiting for the opportunity, and endless heroes were born one after another, just to capture the real dragon.

Liang Lin was walking in Xuanyan Continent, and heard some voices of discussion, but he never wanted to answer them.

For this era, he is just a bystander and cannot participate in the cause and effect at all.

It may be that the little girl's face is so similar to Rong Lianxue's, which makes him a little kind.

It's also possible that it's not because of Rong Lianxue, it's just that she doesn't want to see a woman with a kind heart who is attacked by all the powerful people in the world because she took revenge for the small village.

Liang Lin, who said he didn't want to talk to him, kept walking in the direction of Lingjian Mountain.

Time flies, and months go by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Liang Lin came to Lingjian Mountain.

The current Lingjian Mountain is very noisy, gathering countless powerhouses, including Jin Emperor and Emperor, there are also tens of thousands of people, and even many old monsters who can reach the sky in one step can be seen.

One after another divine rainbows appeared in the nine heavens, densely packed, and the light that filled the sky illuminated this piece of heaven and earth extremely dazzlingly.

One after another, old monsters and peerless heroes stood upright above the nine heavens.

Lingjian Mountain has become a piece of ruins. It can be imagined that a battle broke out here not long ago, which can be called a catastrophe.

In the center of the ruined wall, there is a World Annihilation Formation being cast.

In the formation, an extremely huge real dragon was imprisoned inside.

She made deafening noises from time to time, and tried to break through this layer of restraint many times, but was unable to do so.

This time there were too many strong people, and the birth of a real dragon caused a sensation that she could not bear at all.

She wailed, screamed, and continued to rampage in the world-destroying formation, and the power of the real dragon continued to burst out. She was already covered in scars, and her body was full of chains and restraints.

"Is this the legendary real dragon? It looks really powerful."
"I heard that the blood of the real dragon is extremely strong. If you can drink it, you can increase your lifespan by ten thousand years."
"I don't know if what the ancestors said in the past is true. I really want to try it myself."

Outside the battlefield, monks who have no strength to compete for the true dragon's ownership are also discussing enthusiastically.

Such words spread everywhere in Xuanyan Continent, no wonder, Liang Lin heard the wind.

The monks present looked on happily, and they could see the real dragon dharma body, and this trip was worthwhile.