Promise Emperor

Chapter 271 Postscript The crime is the end and the beginning

postscript.

1 million years later...

"Lin Yuchen, where are you..." In the vastness, a young girl walked slowly. She had a beautiful face, and under this face, there was a poignant beauty at the moment.

The girl's name was Cheng Qing, and in Lin Yuchen's memories, she... was called Qing'er.

With sadness, the girl came to a mountain peak. On this mountain peak, there was a river, which swirled and flowed all year round, and would not go anywhere, as if guarding silently.

"Are you looking for him too?" Qing'er looked melancholy, stretched out her jade finger and touched the river lightly, the river paused and neighed, as if responding, Qing'er smiled slightly.

"Ten thousand years, ten thousand years have passed since you saved this continent, but your name is hated by almost 1% of the people in the mainland, especially this year, this year...is another ten thousand year catastrophe... "Qing'er slowly raised her head and looked at the black vortex in the sky.

"When you lost the Ten Thousand Years Calamity back then, the underworld still had an opportunity to take advantage of, but for you, I put aside my identity as a fairy and sat here for ten thousand years. This year...you still don't come out. "Qing'er's smile became more and more poignant, but when she looked at the mountain, her eyes were always soft.

As time passed, Qing'er was walking quietly on the mountain. She looked at the stars in the sky from time to time, recalled the scenes at the time, and murmured: "I remember you once said that you like to look at the stars in the night sky. Now Qing'er arranges for you Yes, are you okay?" She looked at the stars in the starry sky.

"Will you come back, Split Gryphon is waiting for us..."

"Are you really going to sleep forever?"

"The mountain you turned into at the end is to express something, is it for me, or is it for obsession..."

……

Qing'er murmured, tears dripping down uncontrollably.

Until the ten-thousand-year catastrophe opened on this day, all the monks above the gods and below the fairyland went straight to the black vortex in the sky at this moment. Many of them looked at a mountain with resentment, which was considered a sin by them. peak.

And Qing'er also woke up at this time, she snorted coldly, those who disrespected this mountain all shrank their pupils and spit out blood.

Ten thousand years of catastrophe, open.

The ten thousand year catastrophe will last for 300 years.

In the first 100 years, the Continent of All Beings suffered a disastrous defeat, and more people complained more about that mountain. They felt that if it weren't for Lin Yuchen's existence, this ten thousand year catastrophe would not have existed at all.

The second 200 years came, and the casualties were even more serious. Many monks were crazy. They found this mountain and bombarded it with many magic weapons, but under Qing'er's anger, all these monks retreated.

And when the third 100 years came, these monks had just lasted for less than a year, and they were defeated miserably, like crazy, but no matter how Qing'er stopped, they would destroy the mountain to relieve their hatred.

Qing'er really couldn't bear it, just when she was about to kill the killer, her face suddenly froze.

"I... want to protect them." A familiar voice echoed in Qing'er's ears, and Qing'er wept, her hand that was about to fall slowly fell tremblingly, and then retracted.

Those who escaped under Qing'er were terrified, and gave Qing'er the title of a witch. This title spread throughout the mainland. Since then, there has been a witch in this sin mountain.

No one dared to provoke this mountain peak. As time passed, when only the last ten years of the ten thousand years of catastrophe remained, this mountain... suddenly moved.

At the moment when it moved, it was also the monks of the Continent of All Beings who completely retreated from the ten-thousand-year catastrophe with no strength.

Qing'er's body trembled violently, looking at a figure approaching from the distance of the mountain peak, that figure was... Lin Yuchen!

The two didn't speak, but hugged each other amidst crying and laughing. They lived peacefully for three years...

"Do you regret it? Now you are called a witch." When Lin Yuchen asked this question, Qing'er smiled slightly.

"I don't regret it, you are a sinner in the entire continent, and only a witch like me would be willing to be with you."

If you are a sage in this life, I am willing to turn into your scroll; if you are a devil in this life, so what if I become a witch.

The two looked at each other and laughed, Lin Yuchen looked more calm, as if the passage of time had obliterated the former Qingzhi.

When there was only the last year left in the Ten Thousand Years Calamity, Lin Yuchen took Qing'er's hand and said to her, "Would you like to go with me into this Ten Thousand Years Calamity?"

"You are trying to clear your name." Qing'er pursed her lips and smiled.

Lin Yuchen coughed twice in embarrassment. He didn't want to be dug up by people from his homeland, the Continent of All Beings...

The two turned into Changhong and entered the vortex of the catastrophe of ten thousand years. After they entered, Lin Yuchen's legend will continue...

Their crimes are no longer important, just like you trampled an ant to death, if you were an ant, you would care about these things, but from a human point of view, what you trampled to death was an ant's malignant tumor, even if ten thousand Ants spurn, so what.

(End of this chapter)