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

Xuan Rui and the others knew what a terrible price Liang Lin had paid for them, and now that he was dead, they didn't want to live anymore, silently looking forward to the invasion from outside the territory, so that all the monks would suffer the consequences for their stupidity.

However, there are still very few monks who want to die like this, and more Xuanyan monks want to seize the chance of life.

They are trying their best to comfort and beg those empresses.

"Miss Ye, you are the only heir of the emperor!"

"Emperor Liang Lin's lifelong desire is to protect the entire Xuanyan Continent. You should also follow the emperor's will!"

"You have the heart to ascend to the sky, and you are still an ancient divine body. You will definitely lead us to repel those enemies from outside the territory!"

When people are about to face life and death, they first think of Ye Luoyang, the only heir of the emperor.

Ye Luoyang's composure and strength, which are in the same line as the emperor's, gave them some confidence, and she is undoubtedly the most suitable leader at present.

However, Ye Luoyang just said disapprovingly.

"Let's be buried together!"

When the monks heard what Ye Luoyang said, their hearts became more painful, and they cried louder.

At first they just felt sad, but after the emperor left, they really realized how passive the situation is now, and this time they might face the danger of genocide. Thinking of this, they became even more afraid.

"Liang Lin..."

Rong Lianxue's anger just now dissipated, and her tears fell uncontrollably, her heart ached to the extreme.

At this moment, the whole world felt sad, and every corner of Xuanyan Continent felt sad and hopeless.

"Who made the voice? Why is it so sad?"

At this moment, an extremely clear voice came from far away from the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

At the South Gate of Heaven.

A graceful figure slowly emerged. She was wearing an ice-blue long dress, her hair was soft and smooth, and her appearance was a bit unclear, but based on these alone, she must be a beautiful woman.

As she gradually walked in front of the world, her face once again amazed everyone present.

She was like a fairy walking out of a painting, her demeanor was so cool, her appearance was fresh and refined, all the monks didn't dare to say hello to her, for fear of disturbing them.

"This should be the most beautiful woman in Xuanyan's ten thousand years, the only dragon clan left in the world!"

Based on her appearance alone, the monks present guessed the true identity of this woman.

"Isn't she sealed by the emperor? Why did she suddenly appear at this time?"

Could it be that the seal was loosened due to Dijun's death, so she had a chance to escape?Thinking of this, the monks felt even more ashamed. They couldn't bear to tell Mu Yao that the emperor had fallen not long ago.

Back then, the emperor knew that he was in a difficult situation, so he sealed Mu Yao in the Dragon Palace. Unexpectedly, the day Mu Yao broke through the seal, it was already the time for the emperor's funeral.

But at this moment, Mu Yao didn't know what the monks were thinking, she just wanted to find someone, her big brother.

“What happened to Jiuchong Tiangong? Why do you guys look so sad?”

"Where is the emperor? Why doesn't he come to preside over the overall situation?"

"Have you met Emperor Qinghua Liang Lin? Where is he now?"

Mu Yao asked her questions one after another, but no one answered her. Those monks lowered their heads, as if to avoid Mu Yao's sight.

They couldn't bear and didn't dare to tell the news that Emperor Mu Yao had passed away. They thought that Mu Yao must have been studying hard all these years in order to break through the seal set by the emperor.

But when she just came out, she was going to suffer such a big blow, how embarrassing they were!

Mu Yao walked forward step by step, she felt that these people in front of her were very strange, they seemed to know her, but they didn't answer the question, they just looked at her sadly.

She walked slowly to the end of Hengjian Peak, and finally saw someone she knew, but the Rong Lianxue in her impression was always high and arrogant, but at this moment, her eyes were full of tears, crying very embarrassingly.

"Did you see Big Brother? I can't find him?"

Mu Yao asked Rong Lianxue softly, trying to find some clues from her face, but a very bad premonition arose in her heart.

Immediately afterwards, he walked up to the red coffin, looked at the corpse with a severed arm inside, and asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

Hearing her question, more monks lowered their heads unconsciously, and tears rolled down their cheeks.

In the past, the emperor was high-spirited and arrogant, but now he has become a thin and withered bone, and even the people around him dare not recognize each other easily.

"This is Liang Lin!"

Rong Lianxue said softly, no one knew the pain and helplessness she felt when she said this name, but the matter has come to this point, she has no choice but to admit it or not.

"He's completely gone."

"what are you talking about?"

Mu Yao's subconscious reaction was to refute, but she also knew in her heart that the iconic broken arm, the white clothes on her body, Rong Lianxue's expression and the avoidance of these people around her were all telling her that the dead bone in front of her was the big brother.

But she still didn't want to accept it, and stood there for a long time without any reaction.

Finally, after a long while, she mustered up the courage to look at her elder brother again. The genius who was originally unparalleled in the world was just a dry bone at this moment, and even the old man couldn't see his original appearance at all.

"Big brother, who made you look like this?"

Mu Yao gently stroked Liang Lin's white hair, as if she wanted to know what happened to her big brother these years, and why she turned into a withered bone.

"Big brother….."

She cried like pear blossoms and rain, as if she wanted to vent all her longing and unwillingness, but now her emotions are more pain and heartache, how much her big brother has suffered!

She slowly raised her head, looked at Rong Lianxue, and at all the monks present.

"Big brother has always been invincible all over the world, how did he end up like this?"

Mu Yao's tone seemed a bit more compromised, she just wanted an answer, and wanted to know what her big brother had been through these years.

But no one present dared to answer her question.

"Miss Mu Yao, my master died in an ancient painting artifact."

Only Ye Luoyang felt sorry for this ignorant woman who treated her master wholeheartedly, and told her concisely what had happened in these years.