Chang'e was completely stunned.
She looked up at her beautiful face with wet tears, and looked at the Moon Laurel Tree tree in front of her that had bloomed in an instant for hundreds of millions of years. She looked at the silvery rain of flowers flying all over the sky, like crumbs of stars, and her mind went completely blank.
This tree is a symbol of her lonely destiny.
She watched it sprout, watched it grow, and watched it become withered, just like watching the years of her imprisonment being stretched out bit by bit until it was boundless with no end in sight.
For hundreds of millions of years, it has never changed at all, just like her unchanging destiny.
But now, it has bloomed.
Under this man's gentle finger, it bloomed so brightly and dreamily.
The impact of this subversive scene on her was even a thousand or ten thousand times more severe than before when Qin Feng destroyed Marshal Tian Peng and warned Jade Emperor.
It was not only a visual shock, but also a kind of impact from the level of fate, violent enough to tear the soul.
He, with his own strength, made the dead things that symbolized loneliness and despair bloom into the most splendid vitality.
Does that mean that... his fate of eternal imprisonment, which has been destined for a long time, can also be... rewritten by him?
Once this thought arose, it was like a wildly growing vine, instantly wrapping around her entire heart and making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Chang'e's eyes slowly moved from the laurel tree full of silver stars to Qin Feng's face.
This man still looked calm and calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
But it is this randomness that makes him appear even more domineering.
A kind of supreme tyranny that regards the rules of heaven and earth as if they were nothing, and the iron laws of fate as dust.
Chang'e The string that had been tense for hundreds of millions of years completely broke at this moment.
All the defenses, all the coldness, all the pretense were crushed in front of this man's gentleness and strength.
Qin Feng Looking at the sadness and shock in her eyes, looking at the two clear tears rolling down in the rain of flowers, my heart moved slightly.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Chang'e. The tall figure blocked part of the cold moonlight for her.
"Legend has it that you flew to the moon for stealing the elixir, and were scolded by the world for being greedy and selfish."
Qin Feng's voice was very soft, but it passed into Chang'e's ears clearly, with a power of insight into everything.
"But from my perspective, you are not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, let alone someone who pursues fame and fortune. Is there any hidden secret in this?"
This question was like a key, a key that could finally open the door to her heart that had been sealed for hundreds of millions of years.
Unlike others, he was not questioning, judging, or even curious.
He is... believing.
Before listening to her story, I had already chosen to believe her.
Boom!
Chang'e's psychological defense line completely broke at this moment.
She could no longer hold back, and the grievances, injustices, unwillingness and despair that had accumulated for endless years turned into turbulent tears, rushing out from those beautiful eyes.
She just stood under the rain of flowers and in front of Qin Feng, like a child who had been lost for hundreds of millions of years and finally found a harbor she could rely on, crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.
Qin Feng didn't speak, just looked at her quietly and let her vent.
He knew that this cry contained too much loneliness and pain.
I don't know how long she cried before Chang'e's voice gradually became choked. She raised her pear-shaped face and looked at Qin Feng with tearful eyes. Her eyes washed by tears were astonishingly bright.
"The legend... is false."
Her voice was hoarse, but with an unprecedented firmness.
"Everyone in the world praises Hou Yi as a hero, but they don't know that it was just the person he once was."
As Chang'e narrates, a cruel and cold truth that is completely different from the version spread in the Three Realms is slowly revealed.
Hou Yi Shoots the Suns has made great contributions to the world, is respected by all people, and is revered as an unparalleled hero.
In the beginning, he was indeed worthy of this honor.
But supreme reputation and power are the most powerful poisons in the world.
In worshiping day after day, in singing praises to Delhi as the mountains roared and the tsunami roared, the hero who once had the common people in his heart gradually lost his way.
"He has changed."
Chang'e's eyes showed deep pain and struggle.
"He became violent and suspicious, unable to listen to anyone's advice. He became addicted to the pleasure brought by power. Anyone who had the slightest doubt about him would be regarded as an enemy by him and would be ruthlessly suppressed."
"He is no longer the hero who protects the common people, but... a tyrant who wants to rule the common people forever."
The most terrifying thing is that his pursuit of power has changed from protection to eternal rule.
He began to pursue immortality crazily, wanting to become the eternal and sole ruler of this world.
"I have persuaded him and begged him, but he can no longer listen." Chang'e's voice was full of despair, "I watched him step by step towards the abyss, watching him change from a hero respected by everyone to a monster that is about to swallow everything."
- That Elixir of Immortality was the last straw that broke everything.
When Hou Yi begged Elixir of Immortality from Queen Mother of the West, the enthusiasm in his eyes made Chang'e's whole body go cold.
She knew that once Hou Yi took this medicine, he would become an immortal tyrant, and the entire Three Realms would be shrouded in his eternal reign of terror, and there would be no peace.
"I have no choice."
Chang'e closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears fell down again.
"Stealing Elixir of Immortality is the only way I can stop him. I would rather bear eternal infamy and be hated by him than watch him destroy himself and the world."
She is not trying to become an immortal herself, but to... save.
Save the hero she once loved deeply, and also save the world he once protected.
But her move angered too many people.
"At that time, there were several immortals and gods with great supernatural powers who all supported Hou Yi. They wanted to assist Hou Yi in exchange for the merit of following the dragon and gain a place in the new order."
Chang'e stole the medicine and flew to the moon, which directly shattered all their plans.
Thus, a vicious conspiracy against her began.
Those gods and gods joined forces to confuse right and wrong, shaping her into a greedy, selfish, treacherous and poisonous woman, and brought all this to Heavenly Court.
And Heavenly Court is happy to see a human hero with great achievements be ruined, and he is even more willing to take this opportunity to highlight Heavenly Might.
So, a piece of paper fell down.
"Jade Emperor personally issued an order to impose punishment on the grounds of 'disturbing the destiny of heaven and stealing the magic medicine'."
At this point, Chang'e's body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes revealed bone-deep fear and despair.
"That's not any prison, nor any instrument of torture, but a... shackles."
"A lock of laws named 'Taiyin Shackles', which is directly connected to the way of heaven!"
Qin Feng's brows finally wrinkled slightly.
"This shackles has locked my soul with this Taiyin Star and this Guanghan Palace forever. As long as Taiyin Star is not destroyed and Guanghan Palace is not destroyed, I will never be able to leave here even half a step."
A tragic smile appeared on Chang'e's face, that smile was even sadder than crying.
"What's even more desperate is that this shackles is connected with the way of heaven. Unless a saint with the power to shake the way of heaven takes action, no one can break it."
"It's not Prison Cage, but it's stronger than any Prison Cage."
"It is not a punishment, but it is more cruel than any punishment."
"It gave me eternal life, but it also gave me... eternal loneliness."
After saying all this, Chang'e seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She looked at Qin Feng. In those beautiful eyes, there was despair that had been solidified for hundreds of millions of years, and a glimmer of hope that had just sprouted because of his appearance, as weak as a candle in the wind.
She revealed her deepest scars and darkest secrets to this man without reservation.
Qin Feng listened quietly without speaking.
He just looked at the woman in front of him, at the unbreakable sadness in her eyes, and felt the cold and powerful shackles deep in her soul that were connected to the way of heaven.
A long time.
For the first time, the cynical smile on Qin Feng's face completely disappeared.
Instead, there was a deep coldness that could make even the Nine Heavenly Immortal gods tremble.
He slowly raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Chang'e's cheek with the back of his fingers. His movements were gentle, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
"The shackles of heaven?"
When he spoke, his voice was calm, but it contained a rage that was about to erupt and destroy the world.
"It will take some time for me to recover."
"Just the way of heaven, is it worthy of locking up my people?"