The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1020
His wrinkled face was pale and ashen.

"You... You, is your news accurate? Feng Canglan really returned to Wu'an State?" Feng Wang reconfirmed without giving up, and got the same answer from his subordinates, "Definitely."

"The return of Fuxi's descendants to Wu'an State has already been rumored."

"Also, it is not easy for the goddess to publicly declare that she suspects Fuxi's death, so she must investigate to the end."

boom--

An explosion sounded in Feng Wang's mind, and his whole body swayed and hurriedly supported the things beside him to stabilize his figure.

it's over...

Done!Done!
It's all over!
He knows it!Once Feng Canglan returns, he will definitely investigate Fuxi's matter strictly!
Sure enough!

Here comes it!

He should have killed Feng Canglan earlier to avoid future troubles!

Feng Wang's voice changed, and he raised his jaw to signal his subordinates to leave.

His face was as white as paper, and his whole body trembled violently.

Feng Moyi, who was lying on the side, had a panoramic view of Feng Wang's anxiety and fear, "Father."

She called softly, the voice was not loud but it made Feng Wang tremble in fright.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, King Feng quickly suppressed the expression on his face.

"Feng Canglan is trying to mess up the Three Realms. It's not like there is no Shenshenyun, and he has spent a lot of time investigating."

"In my opinion, she just wants to take this opportunity to let the Three Realms know that she is back."

Her voice was full of disdain and disgust towards Feng Canglan, but the corner of her eyes did not move away from Feng Wang, and she could see his emotions completely.

"With such a big commotion, those who didn't know thought Fuxi was killed by someone."

Feng Wang's eyes froze, Feng Moyi keenly grasped this point, his eyes were half down to cover up the expression in his eyes, "What kind of person is Fuxi, the only ones who can compare with him in the entire upper world are the gods and Buddhas, Ji Ye and Perennial Living The god Su Heng who rarely shows up in Kunlun Mountain."

"Feng Canglan clearly wants to use this to gain a firm foothold in the Three Realms!"

Listening to Feng Moyi's words, King Feng's face changed again and again, "No one in the Three Realms can kill Fuxi silently, even the gods, Buddha Ji Ye and Su Heng Shangshen can't do it."

"Feng Canglan just couldn't accept Fuxi's death, and by the way, he made a name for himself in the Three Realms."

"As soon as this incident is reported, no one in the Three Realms will know that Fuxi's descendants have returned."

"That's right." Feng Moyi's lips curled up with a bloodthirsty arc, and then she lowered it slowly, with a coquettish voice, "Father, my daughter's inner alchemy has been destroyed and can't be formed."

"Dad, is there any other way?"

"Ni Lin was taken away by Feng Canglan, and the fox beads disappeared without a trace."

Feng Moyi's voice was full of tears, and Feng Wang's dark eyes were dimly lit, "There is still one more."

"What?" Feng Moyi raised his eyes, and saw Feng Wang's serious face, "The saint pupils of the Fu family can also form pills again."

"Its power is countless times greater than the combined power of the other three races."

Speaking of this, King Feng suddenly let out again, "But this holy pupil has always been kept by the patriarch, and it used to be Fuxi."

"But... Fuxi's god died at the time and lost his descendants, and Sheng Tong also disappeared with Fuxi's god."

"Mo Yi." Feng Wang walked over, "Daddy will definitely find a way to get the Holy Pupil and form the inner alchemy for my son."

"My son is the proud son of heaven, the emperor of the Feng clan, and he will definitely return to the top."

Tears welled up in Feng Moyi's eyes, her sobs were choked and hoarse, "Mo Yi will definitely live up to my father's expectations."

"Okay, my dear Moi."

"There are still some things to deal with as a father, you should cultivate well." After speaking, Feng Wang said a few more words before turning and leaving.

Feng Moyi propped her hands up, raised her head and watched Feng Wang leave with tears in her eyes.

Until the back completely disappeared, the admiration for King Feng in her eyes completely dissipated, turning into cold and sinister.

Lying back on the bed, the corner of Feng Moyi's mouth curled up with a bloodthirsty arc...

(End of this chapter)