Chapter 594: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (49)
"I won't force you. You don't have to... cry."
Lin Muqing didn't want to answer his questions anymore. She stood up, turned around, and walked towards the child with her back to Zong Qingchuan.
"Please go back, Emperor."
Zong Qingchuan sat here quietly, his heart was still peaceful, without any disturbance, but only he knew that his immortal soul was a little unstable, and he wanted to find out the reason.
"Your Majesty, please do as you wish." Lin Muqing left a word and took the children away on the fairy crane.
"Mom, are the flowers I just picked pretty?" Chang Yu tried clumsily to coax his sad mother.
"Don't cry, mom. I'm good and won't be naughty anymore. Otherwise, my brother and I will go back... um."
The word "space" was blocked by Lin Muqing covering her mouth.
"The wind is too strong and the sand is blowing in. Please help mom blow it away."
"OK."
The little guy Chang Yu stood on tiptoe and yelled in a baby voice: "I'll go first!"
"I'll come too!" Youyi pushed her brother away, which made her laugh again.
They were laughing above the clouds, and Zong Qingchuan could hear their conversation below.
Finally, the crane disappeared without a trace, and he left too.
After leaving here, Zong Qingchuan went to the forbidden area where he had obtained the Chaos Purifying Heart Sutra.
It was an underground palace with pure white surroundings. This time he found many words on the white walls of the palace.
Only after mastering this technique can one see those words.
Days pass by.
Five days later, Zong Qingchuan found a mirror on the east wall.
It's a chaos mirror that can see what he wants.
Memories of coming down to earth.
He chanted silently in his mind, and activated the small round mirror.
The scenes inside begin with his birth on earth, one after another opening and coming into view.
However, when I was 22 years old, I saw a familiar figure.
Zong Qingchuan frowned slightly, watching "him" approaching her actively, watching how "he" couldn't sleep all night because of her words, watching how "he" felt lost and happy because of a person, watching "him" being promoted, fighting, and building power, watching "him" trapping her in an array and forcing her to court him a hundred years later, and clinging to her day and night.
Every inch of her skin was imprinted with his mark, red and purple.
They whispered affectionate words to each other, and she resisted but obeyed helplessly.
In the end, "he" got her love and her response as he wished.
But "he" lost her again.
"He" roared towards the sky with resentment and finally turned into Zong Qingchuan who is standing here today.
Even though he no longer had the ability to perceive it, that unforgettable love still shook his soul.
Is it because his heart has forgotten, but his soul still remembers to love her?
That's why I feel uneasy when I see her.
Zong Qingchuan now understands the meaning of that tear that day.
Even though he has lost all feelings and desires now, he still has to give her an explanation.
The figure that had been standing in front of the mirror for many days suddenly left the underground palace and teleported to her small fairy courtyard.
Zong Qingchuan passed through the formation holding the Chaos Mirror and saw a woman in a flamboyant red dress, sitting in the yard tasting wine. Her eyes were still clear as she looked straight at him, with a hint of mockery in them, and at most a very complicated mist.
"What's the matter, Lord Emperor?"
Zong Qingchuan did not approach her, and kept a distance from her. "I already know about your demise. It was my fault."
"And then?" Lin Muqing expected him to say something.
Zong Qingchuan couldn't speak the same words as the "he" in the mirror.
"I love everything in the world, and you are one of them."
This is the only answer he can give at the moment.
"I will protect you..."
Lin Muqing interrupted him with a smile, "I don't want it. I want the Zong Qingchuan in the mortal world. Can you give it to me?"
"No." However, another answer was clamoring in Zong Qingchuan's immortal soul.
Can, want, give it to her, you don't give it to her! I will give it to her!
At that moment "he" rushed out of the cage!