The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1145 Your purpose is to let me kill you with my own hands
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Feng Canglan, who had her eyes closed tightly, suddenly opened them, her tearful eyes widened, and her pupils were full of shock.

Looking at Zongzheng's blood-like pupils, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, his limbs were cold, and blood flowed backwards all over his body.

His stiff body trembled uncontrollably.

Zong Zhengyu... what does this sentence mean?
Witness disappearing again...?
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The gaze on the other side was so hot that Feng Canglan couldn't think, and when he met those phoenix eyes that were on the verge of weeping blood, Feng Canglan's heart jumped wildly.

Yuyu...do you recognize her?

No... no!
"Lan'er... don't torture me, please."

"I can't bear it." He pulled Feng Canglan's wrist and pulled the whole person tightly into his arms, almost begging, "Lan'er, please don't torture me."

"I beg you……"

Feng Canglan Qiushui, who was imprisoned and hugged, shrunk deeply, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, a tear trickled down the tip of his eyes.

"Zong Zhengyu..." Her weak voice trembled, "I... am not your Goddess Feng Canglan."

"No!" Zong Zhengyu pushed Feng Canglan away, staring at hers with red eyes, and said firmly, "You are!"

Feng Canglan breathed a sigh of relief after getting a response.

Zong Zhengyu regarded her as Feng Canglan, and only said the words of witnessing the disappearance again when he thought of the matter of the eternal forbidden land.

"Lan'er, stop playing, okay?"

"Whatever you want, whatever you want, I promise you."

"Don't torture me."

"It's okay to torture me, don't use this method, okay?"

"I beg you." Scarlet Ruifeng stared at Feng Canglan with burning eyes, begging over and over again, "Lan'er..."

Looking at the life and death below, Shi Yu's gray lips curled into a mocking smile.

Zong Zhengyu went crazy.

In other words, after the Lanlan God Sacrifice filled the seal, they all went crazy.

"I... I don't want to either." Feng Canglan choked up, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes onto Zong Zhengyu's blue brocade robe.

"You..." Her voice choked, "You...must be fine."

She clung to Zong Zhengyu's shoulder with one hand, stood up and kissed Zong Zhengyu's lips, and moved away immediately.

Beautiful eyes stared at Zong Zhengyu, stroking his cheeks with cold hands, caressing his eyebrows, and finally staying at the end of his red eyes, "Feng Canglan would not want to see you like this."

"I don't want to either."

This sentence can be regarded as clearly telling Zong Zhengyu that Feng Canglan is Feng Canglan and she is her.

"You...must... be fine."

Her voice became more and more slow, and her breath was like gossamer, "It's my honor to look like a goddess."

"Because I'm like her, I met you, even though you always regarded me as her."

"I am very happy."

"For me..." Her voice began to be short of breath, and she paused for a long time before struggling to speak out, "for me...to, to Xi Chao...say, say sorry."

"Isn't it..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and the hand stroking her face slipped away.

Zong Zhengyu's blood eyes enlarged, and his whole body was like petrification.

Stiff for a moment, he hugged Feng Canglan's body and his suppressed emotions erupted, "Lan'er..."

"Lan'er!"

"Feng Canglan—"

The roar pierced the sky, Zong Zhengyu held him tightly in his arms, his red eyes were occupied by blood, and the majestic and hostile energy spread out overwhelmingly.

"I don't care about wind and rain!" The silent person with tears in the corners of Kuang Yao's arms did not make any movement.

Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes, looking at the empty and deserted place in front of him, his scarlet phoenix eyes permeated with evil spirit, "Your purpose is to let me kill you with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)