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

The girl was extremely beautiful, and the contradictory qualities of handsome and soft combined perfectly on her face. Her eyes were smiling and charming, and they were paired with sharp sword eyebrows and a high nose bridge, making her look dazzling.

Her appearance made everyone gasp.

Not only because of her astonishing appearance, but also because of the evil aura emanating from her body that strangers should not enter.

Even Bai Chen, who was used to seeing several stunning empresses, looked straight at this moment.

The woman didn't pay attention to everyone's eyes, she just looked at Leng Qingshuang, and said coldly, "It's only now that I know how to repent, don't you think it's too late?"

Hearing her voice, Rong Lianxue froze.

The woman is none other than Demon Lord Xuan Rui.

Except for the monk who was obsessed with beauty, everyone else's expressions changed.

This is the so-called inconsistency between good and evil.

Not only is it because the demons are cruel in nature, causing harm to one side, but also because their cultivation is all evil and crooked, and they are extremely vicious.

All races and sects in the Three Realms disdain to associate with the demons, and therefore, there are no demons in the team to suppress the emperor this time.

Only the ancient painting was borrowed from the Demon Race, and its owner was Xuan Rui.

Bai Chen hurriedly stepped forward to exchange greetings.

"I don't know if the Demon Venerable is coming, is Bai going to welcome him?"

Xuan Rui walked straight to the ancient painting, staring blankly at the man in the picture.

"Look at your current situation, and then look at what they have done, do you think it's worth it?"

"Since they can get your love and care, why can't they have one more me..."

She murmured softly, full of regret in her tone.

When she turned her head again, she returned to her obviously cold and arrogant demeanor.

Her gaze swept across the crowd present, and she began to wander among the crowd.

When passing by Liang Xiaoxiao, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, her tone was full of sarcasm, "Your brother sacrificed his spiritual veins for you and dug out the Supreme Bone in his body and gave it to you, but you use the cultivation base obtained from this Ruthlessly betrayed him!"

After finishing speaking, she ignored Liang Xiaoxiao's ashamed expression, walked straight to Li Zhaoyue, and looked her up and down playfully.

"It's really a good skin, it's worth Liang Lin's bloodbath for Penglai and the sacrifice of Emperor Yeguo."

"This life, but you used it for fooling around and wrote down the hatred of killing the clansmen without hesitation. What a joke!"

Before Li Zhaoyue had time to explain, Xuan Rui walked towards Leng Qingshuang step by step.

"And you, who act like a pure and innocent saint all day long, but want Liang Lin to bear the infamy of bloodbathing the human race for you, you are the most shameless among you!"

She finally stopped in front of the ancient painting and looked at everyone with contempt.

"And you, who else is qualified to accuse him!"

For a moment, the faces of the monks present turned red and then pale, and no one dared to speak out to refute.

Rong Lianxue's face was sullen at this time, and she spoke sarcastically.

"Xuan Rui, what qualifications do you and other demons have to appear here?"

"Don't forget that he killed your father with his own hands, and even exterminated the entire demon clan. You really don't hate the hatred of exterminating the clan and killing your father? If that's the case, why did you borrow the ancient painting magic weapon from him?" I wait."

Xuan Rui smiled disdainfully, "Do you think I'm just like you, a fool who listens to the wind and rain?"

"The only resentment in my heart is that he never cared about me."

"If I don't lend the ancient painting, how will you see his past, and how sad and ridiculous you are?"

"In this world, I am the only one who truly understands him!"

Hearing her words, Rong Lianxue's expression turned ugly.

Among the Three Realms, if one were to say that the person with the most eccentric temperament was Xuan Rui.

She is also among Liang Lin's many confidantes, the one that makes Rong Lianxue the most helpless.

How can there be people in this world who put aside the hatred of killing their father and only care about the love between men and women?
Rong Lianxue was about to speak, but Bai Chen seized the opportunity.

"I don't know why the Demon Lord came here this time?"

From the conversation between the two, Bai Chen was shocked to learn the source of Xuan Rui's resentment and the reason for lending the ancient painting.

He was afraid that Xuan Rui would take back the ancient painting when he saw that his goal had been achieved.

Wouldn't all the previous efforts of everyone be in vain!

Xuan Rui ignored his words again, and only focused on the haggard man in the ancient painting again.

She reached out and stroked the man's face on the screen.

"I know that you have your reasons for doing those things. I don't blame you, let alone blame you."

"I just want to ask you, why have you never cared about me in your heart?"

"You know, for you, I am willing to give everything..."

……

Liang Lin was sitting in the ancient painting, looking at the beautiful woman outside the picture, countless pictures came to his mind.

"Xuan Rui."

He subconsciously called out her name, and at the same time his heart tightened.

Seeing this situation, Liang Lin raised his eyebrows. It seems that this name is a closely guarded existence in the emperor's heart.

Through the remaining memories, Liang Lin knew that the woman in front of him was of extraordinary strength, and she was also the owner of the ancient painting of magic soldiers that suppressed him.

She is obviously a woman, but she can look down on almost all emperor-level monks with her own qualifications.

Now, he has made Song Ming and Li Zhaoyue sway by modifying his memory, and even made Liang Xiaoxiao and Leng Qingshuang turn against each other on the spot.

If he can successfully persuade this woman to stand on his side, it will be beneficial to his own self-help road without any harm.

Thinking of this, Liang Lin immediately closed his eyes, and began to write a brand new love-hate relationship through the remaining bits and pieces of memory.

……

After being ruthlessly expelled by the monks of the human race, Liang Lin walked aimlessly in the world, not knowing where to go.

At this time, his heart was completely desolate, and only when he thought of the deserted and frosty time, did he feel a piece of sweet rain fall into his heart, making him temporarily forget the predicament in front of him.

Liang Lin didn't ask about the way back, just went forward step by step tirelessly.

"As long as Leng Qingshuang lives well, everything is worth it, it's all worth it!"

Along the way, Liang Lin always murmured like this when he was confused, and the bloodstains behind him dragged on for a long time.

……

Outside the screen, everyone looked at Liang Lin's back, their hearts were full of emotion and bitterness.

"At this time, the emperor has nothing left."

"Being resented by the human race, even if he can't practice humanity, what will he do in the days to come?"

A monk couldn't help expressing emotion, his tone full of regret.

Just as Xuan Rui said just now, Liang Lin did not hesitate to sacrifice his incomparably precious talent and cultivation in the eyes of the world.

"Now that the emperor is no different from ordinary people, how did he cultivate to become an emperor? Is there any other mysterious cultivation method in this world?"

One sentence asked the question in the hearts of everyone present.

In addition, they are also curious about what kind of past happened between the emperor and the demon, so that the half-life proud demon's love is deeply rooted, and love turns into hatred.