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

When the old sword master spoke, his tone was full of helplessness and complexity.

"You are my apprentice who has been trained for many years, how can I have the heart to let you fall into such a dilemma."

"It's just that this mission was ordered by the suzerain."

He looked at Liang Lin, hesitated for a moment, and finally told the cruelest truth.

"Actually, the meeting between you and me from the very beginning was not because the old man happened to encounter a time-space dislocation."

"It's all because of the five years of companionship between you and Song Ming."

"In Xuanyan Continent, since the beginning of chaos until today, there are three great families, one of which is the Song family where Song Ming belongs."

"The three great families have dominated the Xuanyan Continent for a long time, and the following families have long been unable to restrain their ambitions. They want to stir up chaos among the three families so that they can reap the benefits."

"As long as we get rid of Song Ming, the young master of the Song family, and the troubles are diverted to the east, everything will come naturally!"

"And you, the owner of the sword bone fairy fetus, is also Song Ming's sworn brother, so of course you are the best candidate to assassinate him."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Lin's pupils trembled.

But it turns out that the kindness he has been grateful for for so many years is just a bureau.

Liang Lin was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Is this the only choice in front of me now?"

Seeing Liang Lin's pale face, the old sword master had no choice but to nod.

Liang Lin lowered his head to hide the sudden anger in his heart.

"Perhaps, I have a second choice."

When he raised his head again, Liang Lin's eyes were full of sadness and determination, and he shot suddenly.

The old sword master originally thought that Liang Lin was going to attack him and tried to hide, but he saw a gleaming dagger in Liang Lin's hand, stabbing straight into his own heart, and immediately cut off one of his own arms.

The old sword master looked shocked!
Liang Lin instantly turned into a blood man.

He barely supported his figure and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Shu Tuer is unable to complete the task entrusted to me by the sect. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to repay this kindness."

"Since that's the case, this apprentice's sword heart has been given to the master, so it can be regarded as paying off!"

Old Sword Master's eyes were full of regret.

"You! Why are you bothering..."

……

At this time, the reaction of the monks outside the screen was even worse than that of the old sword master.

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, the crowd was silent for a moment, and discussions broke out in an instant.

"The old man has guessed countless possibilities, but he never thought that the sword heart of the emperor was actually destroyed by his own hands!"

"That's right, it's a fairy fetus with sword bones that is unique in all ages. Who in the three realms would not desire to have it, and the emperor can destroy it so easily."

"Dijun kept this experience secret, presumably because he didn't want to hurt his brotherhood with Emperor Song!"

"Such pure feelings are truly admirable! Lamentable!"

Song Ming took a few steps back and now fell to the ground.

The image of Dijun covered in blood at the end freezes in his mind, making his heart throb with pain.

"Is this the truth?"

Once upon a time, Liang Lin, although he lost his parents at an early age, had the talent to manage the world, and he did not know how many opportunities were waiting for him in the future.

But how cruel the years are, the younger sister left and took her own divine veins, and now she destroys her sword heart and cuts off an arm for her brother.

In just over ten years, all these ups and downs and sufferings fell on the same young man.

"You can have a better future, why!! Why did you make such a choice!!!"

"You have considered all people, all the love and righteousness of all people, why don't you think about yourself!!!!"

Song Ming roared angrily, and finally knelt on the ground with a plop, murmuring weakly.

"Brother... You actually buried such a heavy past in your heart... Why did you do this for me..."

……

The old sword master never expected that he would make such a choice in an instant.

Obviously, he only needs to kill someone he has known for less than five years, and Liang Lin can pursue what he wants to do without any scruples.

He just chose this decision that no one would want to make.

Destroy that eternal sword heart with your own hands, and give up this world-shocking sword practice.

Just to live up to my teacher, let alone my good brother.

The matter has come to this point, this is Liang Lin's own decision, and Lao Jian Zunzong regrets it very much, and he can't change anything.

Liang Lin went to pay homage to Lao Jian.

"Master, this is the last time this disciple calls you like this, and we will be clear from now on."

After finishing speaking, Liang Lin turned around and left without looking back.

The sect-protecting formation that Liang Lin saw as unfathomable when it came here has long since existed like a pediatrician.

Returning to the foot of the mountain at the beginning, Liang Lin stopped and looked back.

It was already the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the whole mountain was covered in silver, except for the deep and shallow footprints and an endless bloodstain left by him along the way.

This has been happening for many years, Liang Lin only felt it was like a dream.

His eyes darkened, he threw the iron sword in his hand far away, and fell into the snow with a bang.

He recalled his experience since meeting Liang Xiaoxiao, with a wry smile on his lips.

"Forget it, forget it...don't practice...don't struggle...in the end, you still have nothing..."

……

Offscreen, Song Ming looked at Liang Lin's desperate expression, and fell into a madness for a while.

"Liang Lin, why do you want me to owe you such a big favor! Why do you!!!!"

"Why did you give up! How could you give up!"

"You just gave up everything for me, did you fucking ask me if I agree!!!!"

"Fucking friendship! Can you think for yourself, you madman! Fool!"

Song Ming roared angrily, and punched the ground, the ground was still cracked with his fist as the center.

As if Song Ming couldn't feel the pain, he hit the ground with one fist after another.

Hesitation did not use spiritual power, his hands were already bloody.

The monks present were surprised to find that when Song Ming roared, his hair suddenly began to turn white, and he seemed to have aged decades in an instant!
Song Ming's heart was full of grief and resentment.

He pained Liang Lin for the suffering he had suffered along the way, and he hated the injustice of the heavens.

He hated Liang Lin even more, for sacrificing so much for him in a place that he didn't know, but never said a word in front of him.

The phrase "stop practicing" was like a knife, stabbing hard into his heart.

The death of his sister, Liang Lin's devotion, all these complicated emotions were entangled in Song Ming's heart, which made him cry blood.

Bai Chen never thought that things would end up like this in the end, he was very irritable in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Emperor Song, you don't have to be so sad. That's just the emperor in the past. You have to know that the emperor today is the devil who killed your sister."

Bai Chen wanted to jump up and scold him, he wanted to let everyone see how the emperor grew into a devil, but he didn't expect it to have the opposite effect, changing everyone's view of him!
I have already lost Liang Xiaoxiao, now I must win Song Ming's heart!
Song Ming mourned unabated, "The Emperor's crimes he committed should be punished, but what I owe him must be paid back!"

"I, Song Ming, swear here that if the emperor dies, I will destroy my cultivation to repay his kindness to me!"