The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1005 Whether it is Xingyun or Fushi, I will accompany Lan'er wherever she goes
What's even more strange is that Fuxi actually died!

How could he die like a god!It's totally wrong.

Although both humans and gods have limits, Fuxi's limit is definitely not here.

The things inside need to be strictly investigated, and the whole story must be known!

Otherwise, the following things can't be done at all.

She is so unable to peek at Fuxi's destiny now, if in the past...

Still too confident.

Keep a little back, and you won't be thrown into the lower realm, and you won't be able to return after countless lives.

Speaking of which, this time it was a loss to those people.

Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take like that.

Being thrown into the lower world, from modern times to the Galaxy Continent, even a little bit of his original ability was stimulated.

Someone has tampered with her, and even if she cultivates, she will never be able to reach the peak.

At a certain stage of cultivation, the spiritual power in her body began to drain, which was obviously controlling her so that she could not reach the Conferred God Realm and enter the upper realm.

In order to prevent her from going back, it really took great pains.

Thinking about it this way, Fuxi really needs to go back to Fushi.

Thinking of Elder Fu urging her to go back, she took a sip of tea slowly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Lan'er."

Zong Zhengyu's voice sounded, and Feng Canglan, who was distracted, regained his consciousness in an instant, and when he looked back, he saw that the person who was still seriously injured just now had recovered to a good degree.

"Yuyu." She said bluntly, "Fu Shi probably still has to go back."

"I think the matter of Father God's death is a bit strange. He has always been very good, and it is unlikely that he will suddenly disappear."

"After the death of the Father God, the Emperor of Heaven threw me and Xi into the lower realm in the name of choosing an inheritance."

"This behavior is also very weird." Although the twins are indeed competing to choose one, the timing is too hasty.

"it is good."

Zong Zhengyu responded, and slowly walked to Feng Canglan's side, hugging her in his arms.

The moment she was carried away by the force from her waist, the color of Feng Canglan's eyes changed, and Zong Zhengyu's magnetic voice sounded beside her ears, "Whether it's Hui Xingyun or Fu's."

"Wherever Lan'er goes, I will accompany her there."

"Feng Canglan nodded, his voice was jerky, "Yes. "

"Lan'er." His cold and solemn voice was extraordinarily gentle, "I'm so happy."

As he spoke, his cheek stuck to Feng Canglan's cheek, and he rubbed gently, "We can really be together for a long time."

Lan'er is a descendant of Fuxi, the goddess of Fushi.

He was worried that Lan'er's life was too short, so he was planning to find a way to improve his cultivation.

Everything is saved now.

He was born with the sky and the earth, and lived with the sky.

Lan'er is the goddess of Fu's family, and the future of the two is very, very long.

Feng Canglan's eyes froze slightly, then she bent her lips and agreed, "Yes."

"Lan'er." He groaned softly, holding Feng Canglan's cheeks with a gentle expression on his face, his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes seemed to rub against the stars, the stars were shining, "I'm really happy."

For tens of thousands of years, the two have had ups and downs.

Whether it's him with Ji Ye or Zong Zhengyu, they have all gone through too many difficulties.

From now on, they will be very good.

"We have gone through untold hardships, and finally achieved a positive result."

Although he is no longer the lonely night of the gods and Buddhas, he has got rid of his loneliness and widows all his life, and is not subject to any constraints, Lan'er is even more of a goddess of Fu's family.

No one can stop them, and no one dares to stop them.

"It's so good." He bowed his head and kissed, savoring it carefully.

Feng Canglan's pupils shrunk slightly, and her breath became disordered for a moment.

Zong Zhengyu tasted the kiss lightly, his phoenix eyes seemed to overflow with tenderness.

With one arm around Feng Canglan's slender waist, and the other holding Xiang's cheek, he began to attack the city...

(End of this chapter)