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

Dijun passed away.

This news spread rapidly throughout the Xuanyan Continent at an unexpected speed.

All the forces have heard about it, and many monks cried uncontrollably.

It's only been three days.

Three days ago, all forces, big or small, were disgusted with what he had done, and the voices of complaining and cursing spread throughout Xuanyan.

But at this moment three days later.

Every corner of the Xuanyan Continent is full of sincere wailing, they are all praying for the return of the emperor, even if they have to pay any price.

But it was too late, they had no way to make up for it, and the emperor had no chance to hear those confessions from the heart, which also became a shortcoming that everyone failed to complete.

"From now on, Xuanyan will no longer have an emperor!"

The wailing was still resounding between heaven and earth, enough to show the pain of the utterer.

Within the Nine Heavens Palace.

Ruyi Gui Yuanzhong and Kunwu Sword buzzed from time to time, as if they wanted to wake up their master, but in the end it was all in vain, Liang Lin didn't respond at all.

Ruyi Guiyuan Bell burst out with dazzling light, and figures emerged from the bell.

Those are Xuanyan monks who were sealed by Liang Lin in the Ruyi Guiyuan Bell in the past. Although they used to hate them deeply, but now there are only endless sighs and regrets left.

In the huge Jiuchongtian Palace, all the monks were dressed in white with solemn expressions.

"Emperor!!!"

Countless calls came from every corner of Jiuchongtian Palace, and they all came to see Liang Lin for the last time.

The monks of the Jiuchongtian Palace could not see the end at a glance, and more monks were still visiting in an endless stream. They all came in a hurry after hearing the emperor's fall.

They were all dressed in white, and every monk looked very solemn and sentimental.

This is the funeral of universal sorrow, and it belongs to the funeral of Emperor Liang Lin.

In the history of Xuanyan Continent, there has never been a fall of a strong man, which can cause such a huge formation, so that all the monks in the world will travel thousands of miles to come to see him off for the last time.

All the ethnic groups who had enjoyed the favor of Emperor Liang Lin were very sentimental, and agreed to hold a grand funeral for Emperor Liang Lin.

Many monks who came to mourn the dead took out their treasured instruments and treasures, and wanted them to be buried with the emperor, in order to thank the emperor for his help to them.

The emperor is dead now, and they can only think of this method to express their regret.

Just at this time.

The Medicine Emperor, who has been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared in Jiuchongtian Palace.

With a solemn expression, he slowly walked forward holding a magical instrument for recording spiritual consciousness, and solemnly read it to all the monks present.

"The emperor's last words!"

"After I leave, there will be no funeral, and everything will be kept simple. Just bury the bones in any place under the Hengjian Peak. There will be no tombstones, and there is no need to advertise."

"If you wish to return to Yuanzhong, the Kunwu sword is a top-notch artifact. You should find another owner. If you wish to return to Yuanzhong, give it to Song Ming, and give the Kunwu sword to Ye Luoyang."

"The rest will be shared among Xuan Rui, Rong Lianxue, Liang Xiaoxiao, Leng Qingshuang and Li Zhaoyue in turn."

This is Dijun's last words, which were left in the memory of the ancient painting artifact before, but at that time no one knew what Dijun had left behind, and now they really heard it with their own ears.

At this moment, countless monks collapsed and cried as if unable to hold back, unable to restrain their emotions at all.

They all more or less felt what Dijun was thinking when he left these words.

Life and death are the most important things in life. Who has never thought of honoring their ancestors, leaving a name through the ages, so that their descendants have a place to remember themselves.

However, Emperor Liang Lin, the most outstanding hero in Xuanyan Continent since ancient times, only wants to be buried under a mountain peak without leaving a name and erecting a monument. How sad it is.

"The emperor doesn't want his death to have any impact on Xuanyan Continent!"

"Maybe because he is afraid that he will fall, and the outside world will take the opportunity to attack!"

"He has been misunderstood and resented by us all his life, but until now, he has been protecting us as always!"

The whole world is mourning, and they are all wailing loudly.

At the same time, Yao Huang brought all the things left by Liang Lin and handed them over to every empress present.

He is one of the few people who knows what the emperor has done, and single-handedly manages the emperor's descendants.

But other people speak lightly, and there is no way to change the overall situation. They can only watch the rumors with their own eyes, and they are powerless to change.

After Yao Huang slowly read Liang Lin's last words, he was already in tears, and his heart felt like a knife was being cut.

"I have served two generations of emperors of the Jiuchongtian Palace. Both emperors put the common people first and have great righteousness in their hearts. I also vowed to use my shallow knowledge to save the world."

"When the old emperor passed away, he told the old man to put the safety of the world first and do his best, so I never left with the old emperor."

"Now, the emperor has left, and the task entrusted to me has just been completed by the old man."

"I have tried my best to save the world in this life, but I can only watch the emperor being insulted and abused by the world, and I can't do anything. I am really tired!"

"God loves the world, but the world insults God, and I don't want to continue saving, let's make it happen now!"

"Dijun, the old man followed you!"

As soon as the words fell, Yao Huang burst out with the greatest strength in his life, and directly followed Liang Lin to leave Xuanyan Continent.

The monks present could only watch helplessly as the Medicine Emperor, whose mission was to save lives and heal the wounded, followed the emperor to die with disappointment on his face, and there was no way to stop him.

"Ugh!"

In the history of Xuanyan, there is another thing that is difficult to understand.

……

"Master, did you really just leave like this?"

Standing at the gate of Jiuchongtian Palace, Ye Luoyang felt a little sad when he saw the scene of Yao Huang passing away.

Her eyes were red, and her tone was very sad, but she never shed a tear.

Master's life was full of ups and downs, and he was safe and sound after going through many dangers. Even though it was the master's funeral, he still felt that the master had not left.

There is still a spark called hope burning in her heart, although it is small, it has never been shattered.

At this moment, she also stood quietly at the gate of Nantian, watching those monks drift away.

Song Ming gently hugged Liang Lin's body, and everyone followed behind them, walking in the direction of Hengjian Peak. There were countless people who came here. From a distance, it looked like a Like a moat.