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

"Ah."

Xuan Rui pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled bitterly.

Her eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

As soon as Liang Lin opened her mouth, she realized that she couldn't get what she dreamed of.

This man didn't abandon those powerful positions and rushed towards him.

"What else could I have imagined about him?
Xuan Rui squeezed out a helpless smile and said softly.

Her eyes looked at Liang Shiji again, only indifference and disdain remained: "Liang Lin, what is the relationship between you and me? What does my life have to do with you, good or bad?"
Xuan Rui laughed back angrily.

In her opinion, this man came here now to humiliate her.

She quickly raised her hand, a cold light flashed, and instantly stabbed at Liang Lin.

"Tick tock..."

The blood stained the sharp sword, and it continued to slide down from the nine heavens.

Drop by drop into the world.

The sharp sword in Xuan Rui's hand directly pierced Liang Lin's body.

He didn't cast a spell to leave, nor did he dodge in any way, and he didn't even change his expression. He just looked at the woman opposite him seriously, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness.

Xuan Rui froze in place, she looked at the sharp sword in her hand, which directly pierced Liang Lin's body, her expression changed suddenly.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

There were various emotions in her eyes, and she couldn't cry.

"Liang Lin, why have you never had me in your heart?"

"You have failed no one, why should you fail me?"

"Liang Lin, can you tell me the reason for all this?"

Xuan Rui raised her head, slowly closed her eyes, hot tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

After all, she still couldn't bear to kill the man she once loved deeply.

Xuan Rui quickly withdrew his sword and didn't look at him again.

"Leave now, and don't come to me again from now on."
Xuan Rui turned around and left, and shouted loudly: "Liang Lin, the bond between you and me has all been destroyed today. When we meet again, I will never show mercy."

She tore away the space in front of her, walking extremely fast.

The black robe fluttered and her hair fluttered.

That graceful figure, to Liang Lin, was an unspeakable heartache and an indescribable touch.

For a long while, Liang Lin didn't make any movement on the Nine Heavens, just kept looking at the direction Xuan Rui was leaving, without even paying attention to himself, a tear slowly slid down his cheek.

"In this life, I owe you too much..."

He smiled bitterly, turned around, and left slowly from the nine heavens.

The blood is constantly seeping, and the white clothes are also dyed red.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Xuan Rui lay on top of the artifact of the ancient painting, weeping uncontrollably, she had already cried so much that she couldn't see her original appearance.

Her whole body was trembling unconsciously.

The master of a generation of demon sects, the peerless empress Xuanyan, no longer looked cold and aloof before, and her emotional breakdown was out of control.

The scene in front of her was like steel needles stabbing hard into her heart, making her extremely painful!
This was the last time she met Liang Lin.

But she never thought that the so-called free-flowing talk back then, and the words she said that she never felt righteous from now on, would become an untouchable pain in her life from now on.

"Brother Lin, Ruier may never see you again."

"Rui'er always thought that I was the one who understood you best, but only now did I realize that I, too, have hurt you severely!"
"Brother Lin, if there is no you in this world, Rui Er, is there any need to live?"

Xuan Rui's eyes lost all luster at all.

She directly bent down and knelt in front of the ancient painting artifact, crying loudly, as if she was repenting, as if she wanted to make up for the regrets of the year.

But no matter what, she will never go back to those days.

The scene in the artifact of the ancient painting changed again.

This time, what appeared was the human world, a small village in the human world.

In this small village, looking up, there are graves everywhere, one after another close together, making it very crowded.

This place seems to be a dead place, there are no people or even animals with vital signs.

Under the bright and gloomy moon, Liang Lin walked slowly forward in this small, silent village, not far away, filled with white mist.

The white-clothed figure, coupled with this scene, looks creepy from a distance.

It's like a lonely soul slowly moving forward in the purgatory on earth!
And this land of tranquility is Liang Lin's hometown.

Liang Lin walked slowly in this dead place. Every time he passed a grave, he would put a few sticks of incense next to the grave, put some sacrifices on it, and then bow respectfully .

From the beginning to the end, he didn't speak a word, just doing all this quietly.

He is the emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace, respectfully bowing down to a group of mortal graves, it sounds like something out of the Arabian Nights.

However, the little kingfisher could understand Liang Lin's actions.

Everyone knows that Dijun returned to this small village because this place is also his obsession.

Born here, the fate of a monk begins here.

Moreover, the blood feud he shouldered also originated from here!
Facing the homeland, everyone can sense how complicated Dijun is to this place.

Even if he is the emperor of the Jiuchongtian Palace, but when he returns to his homeland, his identity is just that of the child who lived here back then. The respectful bow is not a courtesy of the emperor, but a salute of the younger generation, a salute to the elders of the previous family.

In the end, only Liang Xiaoxiao and Dijun are still alive in the entire small village.

Liang Lin walked slowly past each solitary grave, saluting respectfully and respectfully.

Hundreds of graves, the whole process took a long time.

Liang Lin was doing it in a regular manner, and the monks other than the ancient painting artifact watched quietly, feeling very depressed in his heart.

After leaving the large cemetery, Liang Lin came to a courtyard.

In this small village, there is only such a preserved courtyard and thatched cottage.

This is where he has lived in the world for ten years.

In the yard, there are still many traces of his previous living here, the farm tools used for hoeing, the well that seems to have been abandoned, the wine gourd, and the residence of the big black dog and the old scalper...
These most inconspicuous things, plus that self-important woman in Jiuchongtian Palace, are all that he has lived in the world for ten years!
That period of time, for him, seemed to be another life experience.

As time goes by, things change and people change. This place has experienced hundreds of years of wind and sun, and it has also decayed.