"I see……"

Liang Lin finally spoke, but his voice was extremely hoarse.

"This throne is extremely cold, but... I have to sit on it. If I don't sit, who else can sit on it? If I don't shoulder the responsibility of guarding the Xuanyan Continent, who can resist..."

Liang Lin slowly raised his head.

He looked at the throne that was in the highest position, representing the power of the sky, and representing endless loneliness.

He smiled helplessly.

One step, one step, one step up...

His steps are slow but steady.

In this way, step by step, he walked in front of the throne that belonged to the emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace.

"Why do you do this, why do you have to do this."
"The people of Xuanyan Continent have nothing to do with you. You are obviously suffering, so you don't care what they do."

There was an indescribable emotion in Kingfisher's eyes, and an indescribable sadness.

Liang Lin smiled wryly.

He turned around slowly and sat directly on the cold throne.

"In this world, there are some things that must be done by someone."

"The old emperor and the others have done it, so I have to do it too."

He looked down at his feet, and the emotion in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

His eyes gradually became deep and indifferent.

His aura became extremely domineering and majestic.

It was like, after that sword strike, all emotions, all hesitation, were gone with the sword strike.

in a trance.

Liang seemed to be in the Lingxiao Palace without any figures.

I saw the old man standing upright in the clouds with his hands behind his back.

The old man slowly showed him a kind smile.

"I won't let what you've done be in vain."
Liang Lin said softly, but no one heard this sentence except himself.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

There was an indescribable bitterness on the faces of the monks.

Looking at the man sitting firmly on the emperor's seat in the Nine Heavens Palace, all the monks present felt heartbroken.

At the same time, they also feel familiar.

Because in their impression, Dijun has always looked like that.

Her eyes were deep, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

His face was expressionless, as indifferent as heaven.

The man in the impression finally turned into the inhuman appearance in the memory.

But the fear of him in the hearts of the monks turned more into admiration.

Under that cold face, in those vicissitudes of life eyes, how much helplessness and pain are implied!
There was indescribable pain and indescribable guilt on Rong Lianxue's face at this moment.

In the past, she only thought that Liang Lin was an ungrateful person.

And have believed in this for tens of thousands of years.

But she never seriously thought about whether Liang Lin would like to take the seat of the Emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace?
What did the superficially unparalleled position of emperor bring him?
The endless loneliness, the endless accusations, the incomprehension of the world, and the distance of relatives around me.

As he said himself.

That throne feels extremely cold, but if he doesn't sit on it, who can sit on it?
How lonely his life was.

At this moment, Rong Lianxue couldn't cry, there was too much sadness in her heart, too much apology, and she couldn't express it.

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Outside the Jiuchongtian Palace, there was a noisy sound.

"Liang Lin, you are ungrateful and ungrateful. Today, I will kill you here for the old emperor."
"A person like you is also worthy to be the emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace?"
"Today we will walk the way for the heavens, for the Nine Heavens Palace, and re-elect the Lord of the Ming Dynasty."

"Kill!"
"Do justice for the heavens! Get rid of the ungrateful people!"
Immediately afterwards, deafening killing cries came from outside the Nantian Gate.

Countless terrifying auras scrambled to enter the Nantianmen, tearing apart the formations arranged by the heavenly soldiers and generals.

The tall and majestic Nantianmen was instantly devastated.

These people held up the banner of justice, on the surface they said they came to attack ungrateful people like Liang Lin, but in fact, they came to devour the foundation of Jiuchongtian Palace.

Of course, on the surface, he really had this idea of ​​complaining for the old emperor.

During this period of time in the Three Realms, there have been rumors that the old emperor has cultivated the newly appointed Emperor Qinghua very carefully.

Both master and friend.

Liang Lin's move indirectly aroused the anger of heaven and earth.

In Lingxiao Palace.

Liang Lin was sitting on the throne, and looked outside calmly.

"What's the situation outside now?"
On Liang Lin's shoulder, the little kingfisher spoke slowly.

She knew very well that the current situation was not friendly to Liang Lin.

Although the group of monks came here for the deep foundation of Jiuchongtian Palace, on the surface they were under the banner of eradicating Liang Lin, an ungrateful person.

As long as Liang Lin makes a move today, the Three Realms will definitely scold you endlessly from now on.

But without any resistance, let those who are attacking now just swallow the foundation of the Nine Heavens Palace?
"kill."
Liang Lin just said one word calmly.

But the word.

However, the hearts of the monks present other than the ancient painting artifact were shocked.

A kill word is not terrible, what is terrible is that it comes from this man's mouth.

"Kill? Liang Lin, you are really crazy."

"This time you killed the cultivator who was under the banner of justice, from now on all the Xuanyan sentient beings will hate you even more."
"Even the descendants of these monks will regard you as a lifelong enemy!"
The kingfisher's eyes are moving, mixed with various emotions.

She had already guessed what this man was thinking, but it was precisely because she had guessed that that she felt sorry for him even more.

"It's not important." Liang Linbo said calmly.

He didn't say much, but directly broke through the void and walked out slowly.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Some monks present were also extremely surprised by what the emperor said.

Shocked expressions appeared on the faces of many people.

It was the surprise that Liang Lin made this choice, and the surprise that Liang Lin said this word now according to Liang Lin's previous behavior.

After all, this guy has always been very stable, not a tyrannical one.

A group of monks are in turmoil, just put them down, why kill them?
"History of Xuanyan, in the first year of Emperor Liang, he once slaughtered casual cultivators of heaven and earth. According to legend, this battle was extremely heroic. Since then, Xuanyan has no emperor. It is also after this battle that the word emperor has been pushed to the highest point... ..."

"What Shi Zhizhong said, should be this time?"
A monk sighed softly.

In fact, the hatred of most people in the Justice League for the emperor came from this battle.

They are all casual cultivators, their ancestors, all died in this battle.

"I can't figure it out, the emperor has great love in his heart, and he has done everything he has done in his life to protect Xuanyan sentient beings, but this time, why did he insist on killing?"
"With his strength, it's easy to suppress the invaders, right?"
A monk asked, this is also the confusion in the hearts of many people.

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