The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1148 Zong Zhengyu...can you see her?
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Feng Canglan's soul trembled when he got into the puppet doll, and a trace of shock flashed in his supposedly empty Qiushui eyes, he was astonished and unbelievable!
What did Zong Zhengyu just... say?
How could he say that kind of thing! ?
he……

Feng Canglan looked with trembling eyelashes, trying to see something in Zong Zhengyu's eyes.

I saw that pair of weeping phoenix eyes were strange and quiet, like a bottomless abyss, and it was impossible to see the emotions behind it when it was dark.

The calmness is abnormal, the more it is like this, the more wrong it is.

Just now she was sure that she heard correctly, Zong Zhengyu really said that she couldn't escape!
Why do you say that?
Zong Zhengyu...can you see her?
This thought was rejected by Feng Canglan as soon as it came up, no!

It's impossible!

that……

In a daze, Zong Zhengyu hugged the puppet doll tightly, as if he was about to hold it tightly in his arms, wishing to rub it into his body.

The imprisoned hands trembled imperceptibly, and there were waves of turmoil under the half-drowned phoenix eyes.

Jun Shiyu, who landed on the ground, watched Zong Zhengyu's abnormal behavior, his fox eyes gleaming with strange light.

He came staring, stopped beside Zong Zhengyu, looked down at the two kneeling on the ground and hugging each other.

You Shen's pupils turned from Zong Zhengyu to the puppet, and a trace of doubt flashed across them.

"The emperor wants to see it." His gloomy and cold voice sounded.

Zong Zhengyu's uncharacteristic behavior caught Jun Shiyu's attention, and the body was replaced by a puppet, no matter how he looked at it, something was wrong.

Zong Zhengyu paused for a moment with the hand that imprisoned the puppet, and then relaxed a little.

Jun Shiyu's gaze was like a torch, and he scanned the puppet in Zong Zhengyu's arms inch by inch.

As always, her eyes are empty, her eyes are empty, her face is expressionless, she is a puppet with no soul and no thoughts created by magic.

After confirming again and again that there was nothing else, Jun Shiyu turned his attention back to Zong Zhengyu, "The exchange has been completed, and we cannot go back on our word."

Eight words, the final word.

He withdrew his gaze and went to Feng Canglan's body, picked it up and left, and Zong Zhengyu left in the opposite direction with the puppet in his arms.

The distance between the two gradually widened.

After separating from Jun Shiyu, Zong Zhengyu went straight back to Wu'an State.

A fierce battle just now attracted the attention of countless immortals, and now they dare to come out to discuss one or two after it is over.

This discussion, the battle between the Heavenly Emperor and Zong Zhengyu spread throughout the heavens at a sweeping speed and gradually spread to the three realms.

"Why did the Emperor of Heaven and Zong Zhengyu fight? Hasn't the two sides not seen each other for a long time?"

"Since the sacrifice of the gods and goddesses, the two parties have no contact."

"It started fighting all of a sudden?"

"I heard..." The fairy who spoke looked around, and then whispered, "It was the Heavenly Emperor who snatched the goddess-like woman next to Zong Zhengyu."

"Then Zong Zhengyu chased him to the upper realm and fought with the Heavenly Emperor!"

"What did the Emperor of Heaven do by robbing a woman from the human world?"

"Tsk." The talking fairy winked, "Have you forgotten who our Heavenly Emperor has in mind?"

"You mean..."

The two immortals stopped talking and looked at each other.

Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven wants to snatch this person who is exactly like the Goddess to his side to enshrine his thoughts?

No one said this, and no one dared to say it, but it was all tacit.

All the immortals only saw the front, but didn't see the back, and they didn't know about the double's death and the exchange.

The fight between the Emperor of Heaven and Zong Zhengyu was quite quiet, and the rumors were uproarious.

Everyone in Wu'an State knew it, and it only took less than a day.

We all know that because of a stand-in, Zong Zhengyu rushed to the upper realm to fight the Emperor of Heaven, and most of the Fu clan despised him.

After all, the rightful master of the stand-in is their goddess.

But due to Zong Zhengyu's strength, everyone said a few words in private, no one dared to make trouble in front of Zong Zhengyu.

This matter continued to ferment, but Zong Zhengyu combed the puppet's hair in the palace.

Holding a fringed comb in his hair with his slender and strong hands, he hugged the puppet from behind with both hands, resting his chin on his shoulder, looking at the phoenix eyes in the bronze mirror with a smile.

With a gentle voice, "Lan'er, it's so beautiful."

(End of this chapter)