The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1152 She is not a storm
A surprised voice suddenly sounded, and all the immortals stared at the Panlong Chair above.

I saw a person exactly like Feng Canglan sitting beside the Emperor of Heaven.

Their surprised eyes immediately turned to Zong Zhengyu's position, and their eyes kept moving back and forth between Feng Canglan beside Zong Zhengyu and Feng Canglan beside the Heavenly Emperor.

Immediately, the entire pilgrimage hall was silent, accompanied by a strange atmosphere, all the immortals dared not speak.

This……

This!This!This!
Not two storms!They are two people who look similar to Feng Canglan!
Zong Zhengyu found a woman who was exactly the same as Feng Canglan as a substitute, and everyone in the three circles knew that he entrusted his thoughts.

But... the Heavenly Emperor has one beside him! ?

This is Xue Zong Zhengyu, and he also found someone who is exactly the same as Feng Canglan?
All the immortals secretly guessed that there was only one celestial general sitting upright and respectful.

Because he knew that when the Buddha was still indulging in the memories of the past, the Emperor of Heaven already had this person who was exactly the same as the goddess by his side.

Yan Xiang, who was sitting at the banquet, had a look of anger on his face, and his eyes were "swiping" with fire, and he was about to get up.

Moyu quickly grabbed and pressed him down, frowning and shaking her head to imply not to act rashly.

This is not Qingqiu or Eight Deserted Island, it is the upper realm and not a place where you can do whatever you want.

What's more, the Emperor of Heaven issued invitations this time but didn't explain why, and he didn't know what happened.

But... a vague feeling is not right, each party sticks to its own position, and cannot be separated unless there are special circumstances.

It's all here this time, there must be something wrong.

Seeing Moyu's dissuasion, Yan Xiang glanced at the Heavenly Emperor on the Panlong Chair and then at Zong Zhengyu, and finally refused to sit down.

This group of people!What do you think of your sister!

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, and the air seemed to freeze.

God Fuxi moved the wrinkled corners of his eyes slightly, looking at Feng Canglan beside the Emperor with serious eyes.

"This fairy is wrong."

Jun Shiyu's gloomy voice sounded slowly, and his dark eyes fell on the person beside him, "She is not Feng Canglan, but she is similar."

Having said that, all the immortals understand it in their hearts.

Just like Zong Zhengyu, he found a substitute to put his thoughts on.

Ruofeng's real Feng Canglan may not know what his anger will look like.

Thinking of Feng Canglan, all the immortals looked at God Fuxi vaguely.

Feng Canglan is the daughter of the Great God Fuxi, and now not only Zong Zhengyu has found a substitute, but even the Emperor of Heaven has found a substitute, and it is so grandiose.

They all wanted to see what attitude Fuxi had.

I thought it would be resentful or angry, after all, the two of them did not take Feng Canglan of the god sacrifice seriously.

However, they were disappointed the moment they saw it.

The Great God Fuxi was sitting upright, expressionless for the astonishment of the immortals, and seemed unaware of the stagnant atmosphere in the pilgrimage hall.

The immortals were secretly surprised and curious.

More than ten years ago, it was revealed that the great god Fuxi was persecuted by the Phoenix King and the Emperor of Heaven. In the end, he was unable to disperse the soul and was sealed by the Emperor of Heaven as a beast.

At that time, everyone thought that the great god Fuxi would not let it go, and would definitely investigate the matter, but it ended without a problem.

God Fuxi doesn't seem to care about these things at all.

Is this the concentration and cultivation of the ancient gods?

"Yes." All the immortals nodded.

The palace banquet started, and all the immortals were more cautious after the episode just now.

Feng Canglan didn't move her body, her pupils turned to glance at Jun Shiyu at the top, and her eyes focused on the body next to her.

Her transparent body moved slightly, separated from the puppet's body, and was suddenly hugged by someone at the waist...

(End of this chapter)