The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1053 It's just a life number, I can't change it?

Before he could utter the words, Feng Anran's hand that was raised in mid-air suddenly dropped.

Quiet, one second, two seconds, three seconds.

Only then did Feng Canglan recover from the shock, seeing Feng Anran dying in her arms, an explosion sounded in her mind.

The whole person felt like being struck by thunder, choked up and sobbed with extreme sadness, unable to speak a word.

"An'an—"

Yan Yun's voice pierced the sky at that time, and he crawled like crazy with all four limbs to grab Feng Anran with one hand.

As a result, it was empty, and Feng Anran's body gradually became nothingness, turning into stars and dissipating in the sky and the earth.

Yan Yun's pupils trembled, and he knelt down and looked up at the dissipated starlight, "An'an!"

"I was wrong!"

"you come back!"

"you come back--"

The shrill roar echoed continuously, and he knelt on the ground, his eyes were scarlet, and tears welled up.

Yan Xiang's heart ached, and her eyes instantly became moist as she watched Feng Anran dissipate.

"roll!"

"What to wear!"

"Anran's self-destruction of the soul is not because of you!" Feng Canglan came over, with a terrifying aura in his whole body, "Don't cry here, it will dirty Anran's reincarnation circuit."

"Get out! Otherwise, don't blame my ruthless subordinates."

Her tone was serious, and she was not joking with killing intent all over her body.

Yan Xiang hurried out and dragged Yan Yun away, "Brother, hurry up!"

She couldn't hold on alone and hurriedly asked Moyu for help, "Moyu help me."

When Moyu came, the three of them disappeared with a wave of their sleeves, leaving only Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu.

Looking up at the blue sky for a long time, Feng Canglan said quietly, "Yuyu, I want to be alone."

Zong Zhengyu said with concern on his gentle brows, "You... the deceased is dead, this is her wish, don't be too sad."

"Okay." Responding, Feng Canglan walked straight to a place, and wherever he went, the sky was covered with white stars, as if stars had fallen into the world.

Feng Canglan stood in the sea of ​​stars and flowers, with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, and he remained motionless.

This station, stand until the sunset.

The warm orange afterglow of the sunset sprinkled in the sea of ​​stars and flowers, and shone on Feng Canglan.

The breeze blew past, and the whole sky full of stars swayed gently, and the blue hair beside the ears twitched slightly.

At the last moment of sunset, Feng Canglan slowly opened his eyes, raised his blue gauze sleeves with both hands and was blown floating by the wind.

The gestures of her hands changed, the wind speed increased, and the stars appeared in the sky, gradually gathering in the palms of her hands.

Soon Feng Canglan's palms condensed into a small ball, she was wrapped and nourished by divine power, she raised her eyes to see the sunset and the west mountain had completely fallen, she retracted her gaze and landed on the ball wrapped by divine power, her heroic eyebrows and eyes were not moved .

"Silly!"

"stupid!"

She reprimanded twice, "Using other people's faults to punish myself, how could I teach you such a person."

"Self-destructive, you're so stupid!" Looking at the ball of hatred in his palm.

"People are a bit stupid, but there is a saying that is really good. You are indeed the greatest luck to meet me."

After all, not every god can gather a soul after self-destructing the soul.

Only one soul was gathered from the self-destructive soul, three souls and seven souls, and only one soul could not be recovered.

It can only be repaired in the lower realm.

She raised her hands in a ball, and the ball in her palm slowly lifted into the air and disappeared without a trace.

After confirming the success, Feng Canglan's face softened a little, "I hope you won't be so stupid after you come back."

"boom--"

A thunderbolt struck without warning, Feng Canglan raised his hand to block it without moving.

The falling thunder immediately deviated from the track and struck beside Feng Canglan.

The next moment, another thunder struck, Feng Canglan's brows and eyes turned cold.

The falling thunder and lightning stopped in mid-air, as if they were controlled.

She didn't hide her coercion at all, and her majestic and cold voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, "It's just a life number, I can't change it?"

(End of this chapter)