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

"Could it be that the emperor didn't get the Kunwu sword in the end? It was the old emperor who repaired the gossip array?"

"But according to what the old emperor said before, it seems that he has no other choice except the Kunwu sword!"

The monks present were all very confused and puzzled.

How did the cracks in the Eight Diagrams Formation be repaired later?

....
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin never gave up so easily.

This sword is related to the common people in the world. Take the sword, you must do it!
But at the moment when he thought of using other methods to hold the sword.

A plain figure appeared in front of him.

It was a woman with a clear and elegant face, her complexion was pale, and her abdomen was slightly arched.

There was an unconcealable coldness and disappointment in her eyes.

It's Song Zhilan!!
In the barren land, next to the magma purgatory.

The blazing fire kept burning in this pool of magma, and the space between the sky and the earth was full of flames, and the incomparably heroic flames covered the sky and the earth.

The two stood there quietly, looking at each other, neither of them took the initiative to speak.

There are several emotions in Song Zhilan's eyes. Those eyes that are as bright as stars hide sadness and helplessness...

"When you and I met for the first time, I felt that the purpose of your coming to the Song family was not what you said."

"You are powerful and tenacious. How can such a person willingly work for my Song family?"
"Later, you went out to the rebellious lands for my Song family several times and made great contributions. The doubts in my heart disappeared after all. I always felt that I was too suspicious.

"But I didn't expect you to hide so deeply."

"I have been lurking in my Song family for so many years, and all the conquests and meritorious service have only one goal, to take the Kunwu sword."

Song Zhilan stared at the man in front of her seriously, the chill like an iceberg appeared on her face again.

"Song Ning, no, you should have lied to me even about your name."
Song Zhilan smiled ugly, feeling a little hopeless in her heart, she touched the child in her belly: "What should I call you? Do I call you General? Tell me, are you sent by the Wu family or the Fan family?" ?”

Liang Lin stood where he was, with a serious expression on his face.

His eyes flashed strangely, but he never spoke.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The expressions of the monks were very sad, and there was a strong sense of helplessness in their eyes.

No one expected that Song Zhilan would appear here at this time.

It is even more unimaginable how desperate and helpless Song Zhilan would feel in his heart at this moment.

All her life, she has been laying the foundation for Song Ming's future, obeying her father's arrangement, acting like a puppet.

For the first time in her life, she lived according to her own will, but she was abandoned by her family, shouldering countless sarcasms and insults, and became a sinner of the Kunwu lineage!
But even so, fate still had to deal her a heavy blow.

She appeared in the Song family ancestor's land at this time, and found that even the man she loved in her heart had betrayed her. He had been lying to her from the very beginning, and she was not even sure what his name was.

The sound of the general.

How much helplessness and resentment are hidden.

"It's really hard!"

"I think so too."

A group of monks sighed aloud, their hearts filled with sadness.

This woman has shouldered too much, which also led to her ending, which is doomed to be unsatisfactory.

But such a woman, even if she is as cold and arrogant as an iceberg, is even more distressing.

At this time, a monk said: "According to the current situation, the emperor still does not intend to defend, and Song Zhilan will not let the emperor take the Kunwu sword.

"According to this development, next, it should be the emperor who will refine Song Zhilan into a weapon spirit?"
The group of monks had nothing to say, and all silently watched the next development.

In fact, there was no need for the monk to remind him, they had already guessed it.

After all, Song Zhilan is the eldest daughter of the Song family. Even if she is abandoned by the Song family, she will still stand by the Song family. How could the emperor let the emperor take the Kunwu sword?
But the Kunwu sword is the mission of the emperor, so he must get it.

These two people are bound to turn their faces, and it is also bound to lead to tragedy.

"If this is the truth, even if Dijun shoulders the mission of saving the world and kills Song Zhilan for the sake of the world, I have no way to agree."

"I can't agree more."

"Even if the emperor is for the sake of the world and has great righteousness in his heart, but he really wants to refine Song Zhilan into a weapon spirit, it is really too cold-blooded and heartless, it is too chilling!"
"Perhaps from the perspective of the world, Dijun did nothing wrong. You are not qualified to criticize him. But doing so would be too unfair to Song Zhilan."

"Yes, although saving the world is righteous, but I don't care about Xiao Ai. Of course, everyone here is not worthy of criticizing him, but he is not worthy of being respected by the world. Because he is too cold-blooded and ruthless!!!

Many monks sighed softly.

The fate of this woman, Song Zhilan, made them feel extremely dull.

So even if the emperor stands on the point of righteousness and the love of the world, this personal feeling belonging to Song Zhilan cannot be ignored by the world.

Although the emperor before this was supported by many monks.

But in front of such a small love, the righteousness in his heart can also be shocked.

Song Ming's eyes are now filled with fierce light, and he is staring closely at the picture.

Even though he knew in his heart that his sister's tragic ending would follow, Song Ming still had some expectation in his heart and wanted to see the dawn of hope appear.

"My sister likes you so much, the child in her womb is even more your child, do you really have the heart to kill him!"
Song Ming cried blood in his heart and shouted loudly.

.......
Compassion and heartache flashed across the eyes of the monks present.

Only Xuan Rui, looking at the expressions of these people, scoffed at this.

"I really don't know how you deserve brother Liang Lin's care."

She was very angry.

Even at this point, even if he knew that Liang Lin must hold the sword, Song Zhilan would definitely die.

But Xuan Rui never had any doubts about Liang Lin in his heart.

How could that man do this!

The world doesn't understand him, but she does.