The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1166 How can I be a devil, you are the devil...

The blue brocade robe shook slightly, looking at the place where it disappeared, the eyelashes like crow feathers trembled.

The thin lips curled up slightly after pursing slightly, with a gentle smile.

Since the palace disappeared, Feng Canglan was already at the top of the Immortal Immortal Pagoda when he reappeared.

The light inside the tower is dim, quiet and eerie.

Feng Canglan raised his brows and his face was solemn.

Although this Immortal Immortal Pagoda is called Immortal Immortal, it is a prison, and the prisoners inside are full of ferocious criminals who have committed unforgivable crimes.

The Immortal Prison Tower has nine floors, and Feng Canglan is standing on the ninth floor.

Jun Shiyu's level is most likely at the top.

The higher it goes up, the more serious the crime committed.

Jun Shiyu sacrificed the blood of all the people in the world, there is no greater guilt than this.

Originally thought that the Immortal Prison Tower should be run amok by ferocious beasts, or those criminals were fighting.

And it's too quiet here.

At this moment, even the drop of a needle can be heard very clearly.

Looking around, Feng Canglan walked along the road.

The restriction of the Immortal Prison Tower is useless to her, and the journey is unimpeded.

After going around for a while, Feng Canglan came to the tower, the place is extraordinarily large, and because of this, it is so quiet that people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

After searching around on the ninth floor, Feng Canglan turned to look for the lower floor.

"Bang bang."

There was a small sound of chains colliding, and Feng Canglan's leaving steps came to an abrupt stop.

Looking back, there was silence and no one around.

She frowned and observed again, looking at everything, and finally her eyes fell on the soul chain above her head.

The chain swayed lightly, that's where the sound just now came from.

Seeing nothing unusual, Feng Canglan turned around and went to the eighth floor.

Her figure completely disappeared on the ninth floor, the shaking chain stopped, and two figures appeared.

A blue figure is suspended in the air, while the other is tied to the limbs by the clavicle chain, and the two clavicle chains on the top of the tower penetrate the lute bone.

His hair was disheveled and his clothes were ragged and covered in blood.

The limbs drooped, as if the veins in the limbs had been severed.

"Want to ask for help?"

The deep and magnetic voice rang out slowly, gentle and gentle, giving people a warm and warm feeling.

The moment he heard the sound, the person bound by the soul chain struggled frantically.

The collarbone chain binding his limbs and lute bone made a "clang bang" sound, his drooping head was raised, and his messy hair spread out to both sides.

Only then did the face appear, it was a face full of scars, and the original appearance could not be seen clearly at all.

Under the messy hair, the cheeks were sunken, and the eyes were sunken directly, without eyeballs.

"Zong Zhengyu!"

"Zong Zhengyu——"

He frantically shook the soul lock chain, his hoarse voice was like a broken bellows, with a sinister but extremely contrasting fear.

"What the hell do you want to do! Why don't you just kill me if you want to kill me!"

"Kill you?" Zong Zhengyu said in a gentle voice with a sense of comfort, his thin lips curved, and a gentle smile, "Wouldn't that be too cheap for you?"

"Death is a release for you."

A smile spread from the corners of his lips, and his dark and captivating Ruifeng eyes were also shining with a smile that made people feel refreshed, "Look, do I look like such a kind-hearted person?"

"Zong Zhengyu——"

The bound man screamed in despair, as if he was being tortured by this inhuman, "You are a lunatic!"

"No! You are a demon!"

"What gods and Buddhas! What Buddhas!"

"You are a demon—"

He trembled and roared, his voice was full of fear and hopelessness, his eyes were gone, he could only listen to the voice to identify the other party's direction and roar.

Zong Zhengyu frowned slightly, and a gentle voice sounded, "Look, my nerves are all deranged."

"How could I be a demon?" He opened his eyes, his phoenix eyes were dark and seductive, "You are the demon..."

(End of this chapter)