The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

Why didn't she have any memory pictures about her parents since she was a child.

On the copper coffin, the video is still playing.

Looking at the young Qing Emperor who had just shown his true colors, Yun Wuyue's father raised a deep smile.

He turned to Emperor Qing's father and asked, "I wonder if Brother Lin still remembers the agreement made ten years ago?"

"Of course I remember that back then, the two of us shared weal and woe and escaped from Cangyan Valley together. After surviving by chance, we made a life-and-death covenant."

Qingdi's father stroked Lin Yuan's head lovingly, with a very nostalgic tone.

"If there are boys or girls in the future, let them become brothers and sisters with different surnames. If they are a boy and a girl, they will make a baby kiss."

After the words were finished, Lin Yuan looked up at the closed door, and his feet moved a little unconsciously.

He was intelligent since he was a child, so of course he knew what the three words "wawaqin" meant.

Outside the copper coffin, the monks who had been watching the video became an uproar at this moment.

Even when they knew that Yun Wuyue and Qing Emperor had no blood relationship at all, they were not as shocked as they are now.

Who would have thought that the two would make a baby kiss since they were young!

Luo Chen's expression also changed slightly, but he was quickly suppressed by him again.

Yun Wuyue, who was the person who spoke, had a dark complexion when she heard this.

Doll dear... huh...

If so, why did Emperor Qing treat her so cruelly.

She couldn't understand.

Empress Jing Qianling frowned slightly when she heard the news.

Under the feather-like eyelashes, two cold eyes glanced at Yun Wuyue.

Obviously she thought she had completely given up on Lin Yuan, but now she felt a sudden pain in her heart for some reason.

She closed her eyes and calmed down.

Lin Yuan never mentioned this matter to her.

She didn't expect that from the very beginning, he never regarded himself as a wife at all.

He just used her to get close to his father, so that he could become Qing Emperor and achieve his goal.

After thinking clearly, Jing Qianling slowly opened her eyes.

The hatred for Lin Yuan in her heart became stronger again.

Everyone's attention was quickly diverted by the image on the copper coffin.

Because the conversation that could still be heard clearly suddenly became very noisy.

In the picture, a group of monks wearing robes with navy blue flame symbols suddenly appeared above the courtyard.

"The daring rebels Lin Tian and Yun Hai fled Cangyan Valley with sect secrets without authorization. Today we will deal with them according to the sect's rules, and you two will be slaughtered!"

As the head monk shouted loudly, the flames in the palms of the figures above the courtyard surged, and they all killed them from the flying magic weapon.

In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with flames.

With the desolate and tragic shouts, the two families attending the birth banquet were burned to death one by one by the ruthless flames.

In the imperial palace, many monks frowned after witnessing this brutal massacre.

Some people directly closed their whole body of spiritual consciousness, and really couldn't bear to see this kind of purgatory on earth.

But there were also individual monks who snickered in the crowd.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that the devil emperor had experienced this kind of pain himself. It can be said that God has eyes, and it is very pleasing to the heart!"

But the man soon sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Because many people around him stared at him with resentment and disdain.

The man lowered his head dejectedly, not daring to make another sound.

But everyone around him distanced himself from him.

Their monk alliance prides itself on being upright. Although they hate the Devil Emperor very much, they really shouldn't laugh out loud when they witness this moment of darkest human nature.

Let alone in front of Yun Wuyue.

On the other hand, Yun Wuyue, her tears have already burst.

Those people in the picture are all mortals, but they were burned alive by the spiritual fire that could melt fine iron.

It is conceivable that such a tragic to the extreme pain.

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It is hard for anyone to witness such inhuman slaughter of their family members.

Even if they want to comfort one or two, they don't know how to speak, and they don't have that identity.

Everyone silently looked at the picture on the copper coffin and said nothing more.

At this time, the perspective of the picture has changed, and it has become the scene in Qingdi's eyes.

The moment those monks flew down to kill them, Lin Yuan broke into the room while panicking.

He hugged Yun Wuyue who was sleeping peacefully in her swaddling baby, and stared deeply at Yun Wuyue's mother.

The determination in those eyes made him understand everything immediately.

As Uncle Yun's wife, she must have known that this moment would come.

The sound of fighting at the door was getting closer, Lin Yuan didn't stay any longer, and crawled out of the back window with Yun Wuyue in his arms.

The picture suddenly became blurred.

Everyone knew that it was caused by the tears that filled Qing Emperor's eyes at this moment.

After closing the window again, Lin Yuan spread his legs and tried his best to run in the dark night like an abyss.

Chapter 4 All the way to the east, struggling to survive

The night wind howls.

Holding Yun Wuyue in his arms, Lin Yuan ran wildly in the dark against the cold wind.

He was very smart, he didn't choose those open roads to run, but he specifically fled for his life in the remote mountains and old forests in the east.

But the extremely rapid breathing and chaotic steps made all the monks who were watching the video realize that he had already exhausted himself.

But Lin Yuan was still squeezing all his strength, all his will, and even overdrawing his vitality, and kept running forward desperately.

He didn't dare to rest, and he didn't dare to slow down.

Because he was afraid of being found by those frenzied monks.

Because he wanted to save this cute little life who was lying safely in his arms and didn't know the cruelty of the world.

Along the way, he did not know how many times he fell down.

I don't know how many wounds were cut on my hands, feet, and face by sharp branches and leaves.

But he always took good care of Yun Wuyue, who was in her swaddling baby, and prevented her from being hurt in the slightest.

Enduring the pain every time, with tears in my eyes, I quickly got up.

Taking another look at the soaring flames that were getting farther and farther behind, he continued to run toward the east as if he was dying.

The picture has long been blurred, but none of the monks heard the slightest cry.

But everyone knew how the young Emperor Qing felt in his heart now.

Although they are all highly cultivated monks, they have long looked down on everything in the world.

But after all, they all cultivated from mortals all the way, the most ruthless and the most affectionate.

In the middle of the night, a person walked through the cold and terrifying dark forest alone, and the roar of ferocious beasts continued to sound in the distance.

Just think about how terrifying and frightening it would be.

What's more, Qingdi at this time is just a child who hasn't grown up yet.

"Oh, Emperor Qing...he must be feeling pain, fear, and helplessness right now." A monk among the crowd sighed.

"That's what I said, but has he ever thought about what it would be like for the creatures who died tragically at his hands? What if he felt the pain personally?"

"That's right, it's all over anyway, there's no need to make such a fuss, let out a long sigh and sigh first ヘ; Yu, group *9? 8EUR0? 2ュ[email protected]? 8ヘ5? 6."

"However, it is really heartwarming to see the suffering of this devoid of conscience!"

"That's right, but it's a pity that Yun Wuyue has to suffer with him."

Everyone talked one after another, and their hatred for Lin Yuan could be felt from their words.

Only Yun Wuyue remained calm, silently looking at the huge bronze coffin.

In this way, the picture on the copper coffin changed from dark to bright, and then from bright to dark.

Lin Yuan ran for a day and then for another night.

Until the consciousness is blurred, until the world in front of me becomes gray.

In the dark night, he didn't know where he was.

No one can talk to him, no one can bear the severe physical and mental pain for him.

Just relying on an obsession in his heart, he moved his feet mechanically.

It was terribly dark in the dense forest.

Finally, Lin Yuan stepped on the gravel and lost his balance.

His consciousness, which was on the verge of coma, woke up a little in an instant, and he quickly curled up to protect Yun Wuyue in his arms.

Then he rolled and fell on the jagged rocks, hitting his head badly.

With a dull thud, he fell heavily on an unknown soft ground.

But the numb body can no longer feel the slightest pain.

The intoxicated consciousness and the dizzy brain have completely reached the limit, and the exhaustion of every muscle in the body is like a tide.

After this fall, Lin Yuan no longer had the strength to stand up.

Couldn't even open his eyes.

With a murmur of "Yunwuyue" like a mosquito, he passed out completely.

But the baby Yun Wuyue lying on Lin Yuan's chest was still unharmed.

But even if she was born without eating anything for a whole day and two nights, she was very cooperative along the way without crying or making trouble.

Instead, when he was lying very peacefully now, he uttered helpless and heartbreaking cries.

The picture on the copper coffin also became pitch black.

Inside the imperial palace, everything was quiet.

There is a strange feeling in everyone's heart that cannot be described in words.

There is deep shock, sympathy that shouldn't appear, and daze for unknown reasons.

Without any stops on the way, holding a baby in my arms, without eating or drinking, I ran through the [-] mountains for a whole day and two nights.

This is something that requires a will far beyond ordinary people, such as a monster-like spirit, and it is only slightly possible to do it.

Even for any ordinary adult, it is almost impossible to achieve this level.

But the young Emperor Qing, who was only six years old, did it without any cultivation.

Ask yourself, if you replace the people in the picture with themselves, it is impossible to do it.

Among all the pictures, what impressed everyone the most was the blood marks stepped on step by step by the young Emperor Qing.

They deeply felt a Dao heart that became more and more resolute in the desperate situation.

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"As expected of Emperor Qing, even when he was young, he far surpassed most people in many places."