The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1057 If I rely on my status, you will all die
boom--

Her words were like a drop of water splashed into a frying pan, causing an uproar in the audience.

Feng Moyi burst into tears, crying even harder, "Father..."

"My father and king."

"Feng Canglan!" One person angrily reprimanded.

Feng Canglan didn't seem to hear it, but instead smiled, but those autumn eyes were too cold, "The whole clan of Miefeng clan?"

"Isn't there another one?"

"This is enough to remind me." She raised her chin, "When I was in Fengshan, I left due to something, but you, Feng Moyi, escaped unharmed."

"Since the whole clan is being wiped out, there must be no one left."

Feng Canglan's insane words drew condemnation from the audience, "Feng Canglan, you have a heart of snakes and scorpions!"

"Don't think that being a descendant of Fuxi can do whatever you want!"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." Feng Moyi's voice was hoarse from crying, and her eyes were red, "Goddess, why are you trying to harm my father, why are you killing my whole family!"

"My fellow immortals, please make the decision for me."

"Give back justice to my royal father and the entire Feng clan!"

"I beg you to be extra special." Feng Moyi kowtowed to the ground, and all the immortals couldn't bear it, and turned their heads to reprimand Feng Canglan, "Killing the Phoenix King and destroying the Feng Clan is stubborn!"

"Sooner or later, the Fu family will be destroyed by your hands."

Abusive words and accusations came over his face, Zong Zhengyu's eyes were terribly black, as if they could drip ink.

A frightening cold lingered all over his body, and at this moment the air seemed to be compressed, making it difficult to breathe.

The immortals sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and their voices became smaller and smaller.

Feng Canglan glanced over the crowd, and finally saw Elder Fu in the crowd.

The two eyes collided, and Elder Fu took a step forward and said, "Goddess, how could you kill Phoenix King!"

"If the Great God Fuxi is still alive, it may be so heartbreaking!"

"He respects every living being in the world, but her descendants treat life like nothing!"

"That's why he died." The sharp cold voice had no emotion at all, forcing Elder Fu's words to stop, "It's because of his respect for every living being and saving every life."

"The ancient god who was born in the creation of the world will end up in such a miserable end."

"If I kill Feng Wang, it means his time is approaching, and it should be like this."

"It was his destiny."

"Nonsense!" A fairy scolded with a red face, "You killed Feng Wang and said that Feng Wang's fate should be like this!"

"Each one has its own destiny, when it will be born and when it will fall, this is the law of all things."

"King Feng died at my hands, which means that his destiny should end here."

"If he really deserves to die, he won't die."

"False reasoning!" The voices of chattering retorted, "It's all false reasoning! You killed Feng Wang and put it to fate! Push it to heaven!"

"Oh." Feng Canglan's voice was light, "I killed King Feng, what's wrong?"

"Damn him."

boom--

Feng Canglan said it so lightly, and the immortals gathered in the Tiangong Hall to curse, and the face of Elder Fu also changed slightly, "Goddess! How can you kill Feng Wang by relying on your identity!"

"Relying on status?" Feng Canglan's vermilion lips curled up slightly, and a hint of coldness appeared in his clear eyes, "If I rely on my status, you will all die."

"Goddess!" Elder Fu exclaimed in shock.

There was also a lot of discussion and accusations around, "Feng Canglan killed King Feng, killed all the people of the Feng clan, blood debt!"

I don't know who started it, and the others followed suit, "Blood for blood!"

The voices of thousands of people were uniform, and Zong Zhengyu's face became more and more cold.

Hearing the shouts of the immortals, Feng Canglan smiled brightly, "If you think you can kill me, you can try."

"Kill Feng Canglan! Take revenge for King Feng!"

Thousands of people shouted, and Feng Moyi, who was covered in blood, smiled wildly and ferociously.

"enough--"

(End of this chapter)