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

"Dijun, the soldiers and horses of our Jiuchongtian Palace are all under the command of Emperor Song. Compared with where he is now, the place outside the territory is the place where the soldiers and horses are most needed."

Guangmu analyzed it like this.

As Liang Lin's most trusted confidantes, the two were obviously the same as the marionettes controlled by the witch god, they only knew to obey the emperor's orders.

Although they have never violated Liang Lin's orders, the two still have their own ideas.

"Need not."

Liang Lin just said these two words softly
No reason was given to them.

Although Dijun's decision seems very illogical on the surface.

But the two didn't say anything more, they just raised their doubts, but they would never go against Liang Lin's wishes.

"I'll find out later.

"Except for the partners who fought side by side back then, I will not let anyone else participate in this matter."

Wen Duo said respectfully.

This is a very tall and strong man, with a stalwart body, piercing eyes, and a strong killing intent, giving people a feeling that the visitor is not kind.

But in reality, he just doesn't know how to communicate proactively, and his thoughts are rather meticulous and delicate.

The two generals could sense that the turmoil outside the territory would have to be faced again sooner or later.

This battle is about to start!
"You guys, how long have you been following me?" Liang Lin asked suddenly.

"It should have been thousands of years since the first battle of the Dragon Clan..."

Guangmu bowed and replied.

Liang Lin was a little emotional, and his eyes showed nostalgia: "The generals of the past, now, there are not many left."

In addition to the turmoil outside the domain, there have actually been many turmoil within the Xuanyan Continent in recent years.

When the rules of heaven are established, someone needs to maintain them.

Otherwise, it's just empty talk.

When Liang Lin ascended the throne of God, the heavenly rules set up bound all races in the world, and there were many people who were dissatisfied.

The reason why there has not been any turmoil in these years is because the generals of the year carefully maintained the operation of Tiangui.

In addition, Liang Lin ascended the throne of God, which was fundamentally disgusted by everyone in Xuanyan.

The priests and military generals of Jiuchongtian Palace are no longer as majestic and respected as they were in ancient times.

The reason why no one dared to attack Jiuchongtian Palace was because Liang Lin, a super strong man, suppressed them from above.

But this does not mean that the life of the people below is easy.

On the contrary, these generals who carefully upheld the law and guarded the Jiuchongtian Palace had a very rough life.

It's just that they never talked about suffering and tiredness in front of Liang Lin.

"Reporting to the emperor, there are less than thirty partners who fought side by side in those years."

"Including the two of us, there are nine people in Jin Emperor Realm, and 13 people in Jin Zun Realm."

Said broad-eyed respectfully.

When the eight-foot man answered this question, the sockets of his eyes turned red, and tears could be seen faintly in his eyes.

The tall brave man Duowen also lowered his head, his body was trembling slightly, and he actually choked up.

As early as before they followed Liang Lin, these generals had a deep brotherhood.

They don't know how many years ago they joined the Jiuchongtian Palace, guarding the Jiuchongtian Palace together, fighting everywhere together, shouldering the same responsibilities, and would get together to play around on weekdays.

In the first battle of the Dragon Clan, most of the generals died, and those who remained were even more careful to maintain this precious friendship.

Immediately afterwards, they followed Liang Lin all the time, making the same oath to assist Liang Lin.

Although they never complained verbally, they always felt in their hearts that the high-ranking emperor was so busy every day that it was impossible to really treat them as brothers.

Until today, Liang Lin asked about them.

The two finally knew that the emperor had never forgotten the group of partners who had fought side by side in the Dragon Clan.

"Less than thirty..."

Liang Lin's eyelashes trembled, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

His heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

He still remembered the endless generals behind him when he returned from the Dragon Clan.

Just didn't think about it.

They survived the catastrophe of life and death. In the current peaceful age, so many generals will fall in one fell swoop.

Those people are his confidantes, and they have done too many things for him over the years.

When he sat on the throne of Emperor Qinghua back then, it was these people's desperate support.

After the disappearance of the old emperor, he shouldered the infamy of ungratefulness, and the internal turmoil was also quelled by these people.

But when he asked about it now, he realized that many of his former subordinates had already fallen into this world.

When I suddenly came to my senses, all my former followers had turned into dry bones, why not desolate? Why not sad?
It's just that this emotion was quickly calmed down by himself, as if it had never appeared before.

Liang Lin seemed to have been opened up, and rarely expressed concern.

"Duo Wen, I remember, you have a nephew named Yan Zhi, who also came out of the Dragon Clan battle, where is he at this moment?"
Liang Lin looked at the tall man.

Duo Wen's eyes were red, and he tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "I have already died in battle, it's rare that the emperor still remembers that kid."
"Already died in battle..."

"Why?" Liang Lin asked softly.

All the monks present could see that Liang Lin's eyes were filled with a kind of sadness at this moment, and he couldn't hold it back at all.

"That kid was too stubborn. He went to the lower realm by himself, and was beheaded by the elders of several sects Jin Zun."

Duo Wen just smiled disapprovingly, as if he had already walked out.

Liang Lin didn't say anything more.

Like a sculpture that has lost its vitality, it stands quietly in place.

The young man named Yan Zhi came back to his mind.

His appearance, cultivation base, and talent are not outstanding, but his personality is very kind. When walking back from the end of the dragon battle, the sound of crying sounded heartbroken.

In Lingxiao Palace, there was complete silence.

You can even hear the sound of the needle dropping.

The white-clothed figure sitting on the top looked very lonely, and he looked up at the heavy clouds in the distance.

All the monks present could sense that the emperor's heart was extremely sad at this moment.

Don't know how long has passed.

Liang Lin's voice finally came again: "You don't want to participate in this extraterritorial battle."

"Emperor!"

The two generals froze in place, and suddenly raised their heads to look at Liang Lin who was at the top: "I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death! The outside world is extremely dangerous, can the Emperor be allowed to face it alone?"

Liang Lin shook his head slowly: "I'm not talking about feelings with you."

"The level of danger outside the territory is far higher than that of the battle of the Dragon Clan at that time. There is a huge difference between the two sides of this battle. If you have not reached the realm of ascending to the sky, you are not qualified to participate at all."

"You went

, is also consuming one's own life in vain, other than that, it has no effect. "

Liang Lin's eyes showed solemnity, the majesty of the emperor gradually appeared, and no one was allowed to resist: "Luo Yang needs your help, she has no power in Jiuchongtian Palace, and needs the support of you elders."

Guangmu and Duowen froze in place, without making a sound for a long time.

Their eyes were filled with heavy sorrow, and it took a long time before they clenched their fists tightly, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes."