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

Half an hour later, the two teenagers gathered around the campfire, eating fresh rabbit meat with big mouthfuls.

Although the cooking was simple at the time and there were no spices for seasoning, Song Ming, who hadn't eaten any meat for more than a year, always thought it was delicious in the world when he recalled it.

The meal for the two of them was overwhelming, and after a while Song Ming hiccupped and leaned contentedly on the big rock beside him.

"After this meal, will my kindness be repaid?" Liang Linchong asked him.

Song Ming slammed his mouth. After eating the rabbit meat, he suddenly changed his mind.

It would be great if Liang Lin, the little brother, could stay by his side all the time. After all, he had to rely on him for the first time he ate meat in the past year.

So he sat up, changed his foolish look, and suddenly said seriously: "I have something important to tell you."

"When you first met me, I don't know if you could see that I have an extraordinary background." He adjusted his appearance as he said, as if he wanted to make his words look more believable.

"I'm the young master of Songlian Sect. It doesn't matter if you've heard of it. Our sect is the top family of cultivating immortals on this continent. This time I'm going down to the earth just for experience."

"Meeting you now, I feel quite fate. If you want, I can take you back to Songlianzong together in the future."

"With your current physical condition, I can't guarantee whether you can practice Taoism again, but I will definitely do my best to help you. Even if you can't, the glory and wealth in this life will be inexhaustible."

"You think about it."

While talking, Song Ming quietly observed Liang Lin's reaction.

He was born in such a great sect as the Songlian Sect, and since he was a child, he has not received admiration and respectful eyes after he declared himself to be a family.

Except Liang Lin.

Liang Lin didn't even bat an eye, but said lightly, "How does your sect compare to Tianyuan sect?"

"To me, the destruction of Tianyuan Gate is just a matter of breath. Seeing him build a tall building, seeing his building collapse, even the wealth that is pouring into the sky is just a precarious cloud."

When Song Ming heard his words, he couldn't recover for a long time.

Right now, what he cares more about is not the boy's strange attitude, but his own future food and clothing.

At this time, Song Ming no longer put on the airs of a high-school kid, and licked his face and moved closer to Liang Lin's side, acting coquettishly.

Liang Linfang accidentally touched the wound while hunting, his face turned pale from the pain, and Song Ming's begging sounds filled his ears, and he felt dizzy for a while.

Xu Shi saw Liang Xiaoxiao's innocence and stubbornness in Song Ming, and he finally agreed.

Anyway, seeing off his sister and losing his foundation, he didn't know what else in this world he could be nostalgic for except the blood feud of his parents.

Instead of living in a daze in this vast world, it is always better to have someone by your side.

In this way, the poor young master started to live together with an unknown kid from the lower world.

For a long time, the two used the sky as their quilt and the ground as their seat, and they visited all the great rivers and mountains in the world, feeling at ease.

It's just that as the days went by, Song Ming saw more people's feelings on the road, and his mentality gradually changed.

Seeing that the five-year period is getting closer and closer, he has achieved nothing as he did when he left home.

During these days in the lower realms, he has completely understood that without strength and power background, he will only be looked down upon by others.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't just spend the past five years in such a muddled way while having fun.

After all, he wants to achieve something small, so as not to disappoint the old man at home.

After some consideration, he immediately persuaded Qi Liang to come.

"Look, Liang Lin, we've been living and sleeping in the open for so long, after all, we need a place to rest in peace, don't we?"

"You hunt like this day after day, not only is it boring, but you won't earn much money."

"Why don't we go to the Yuanmen Gate that day to have a look, there is no guarantee that there will be some great opportunity, so we don't know if we turn around here?"

Song Ming thought, if he was lucky enough to find some kung fu treasures at Tianyuan Gate in exchange for some money, he would have an explanation when the Song family came to pick him up.

When Tianyuanmen was mentioned, Liang Lin's eyes darkened, but he couldn't stand Song Ming's foolishness, so he agreed.

When Liang Lin was furious, the Tianyuan Gate was razed to the ground by his blow.

The wall fell and everyone pushed it down. Once the first sect that used to be the most prosperous sect fell to the altar, it naturally became the object of coveted by the monks.

Many monks came to loot all the secret techniques and magic weapons in the sect, even the spiritual grass in the medicine field.

Even so, after searching, the two teenagers managed to find a secret book in the corner.

Song Ming wept with joy and kept muttering, this is the end of all hardships.

It's just that before he had time to imagine a happy life in the future, the secret technique in his arms was snatched away.

Song Ming turned his head and glared, and saw a few immortal-like monks standing not far away, holding the exercises he had just found, but they didn't even give him a look.

He was suddenly furious, but since he didn't have any spiritual power to draw near him, he could only hold back his anger and speak.

"I don't know how many immortals are mortals from the Nine Layers of Heaven?"

After hearing this, the few people had just shown helpful expressions on their faces when they heard him change the subject.

"How can a high-ranking immortal still be able to act like a chicken-crowding dog? Is this what Jiuchongtian is doing?"

As soon as the words were finished, a male cultivator became furious and swung his palm away, sending Song Ming flying a few feet away.

Everyone stepped forward, and fierce moves fell on Song Ming's body one after another, hitting him so hard that he held his head and dared not make any more moves.

Liang Lin on the side remained silent, Song Ming always acted in such a way, and what happened today could teach him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, after a while of punching and kicking, several people were still not relieved, and kicked him in the hollow of the leg to force him to kneel down, put their toes on the top of his head, and joked.

"You, kneel here and kowtow ten times to me, and bark the dog while kowtowing, I will forgive you for the time being!"

This behavior is to completely trample on a person's self-esteem.

Liang Lin clenched the hatchet in his hand and spoke immediately.

"Several people also beat up, and their anger can be dissipated. Why bother to be so embarrassing and humiliating."