The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1168 Lan Lan!You are Lanlan!
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Jun Shiyu's whole body was shaken, his hand outstretched in mid-air froze suddenly, his dark pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body felt like being struck by thunder.

Looking at the puppet's burning eyes, the gray and dead fox's eyes gradually turned into a prairie fire.

His hands froze in mid-air trembled unconsciously, and his gloomy voice was cautious and uncertain, "Lan... Lan Lan...?"

Feng Canglan's eyes drooped, focusing on Jun Shiyu's outstretched hand, and returning to his suppressed excited face for a moment.

Before he could make a sound, Jun Shiyu's trembling voice sounded again, "Lan Lan!"

"You are Lan Lan!"

His voice was extremely firm, and the temptation and uncertainty that he had just begun were absolutely gone.

"Lan Lan, it's great that you're still alive..."

Jun Shiyu's voice choked with excitement, his dark eyes burst into light, and his red eyes fixedly stared at Feng Canglan, fearing that all this was an illusion.

Afraid that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him will disappear.

"I knew, Lanlan, you won't just disappear like that."

He spoke excitedly, but the fox had tears in his eyes and laughed out loud that didn't match his gloomy temperament. He couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing for a moment.

Jun Shiyu was crying and laughing, Feng Canglan was standing by the side like a bystander, there was no change in emotion from the beginning to the end.

He cried and laughed, and she watched quietly by the side.

The excited laughter became smaller and smaller, and Jun Shiyu restrained his laughter with an excited expression, "Lan Lan, it's good that you...are still alive."

"Do you know how I have spent the past ten years in the Forbidden Land of Eternal Ages?"

Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were calm and indifferent, "Who taught you the blood sacrifice?"

There was no trace of temperature or ups and downs in the cold voice, which was in stark contrast to Jun Shiyu's excitement.

Hearing the voice, Jun Shiyu's expression froze, and he was stunned for a moment before speaking, "Lanlan...do you know about blood sacrifice?"

The Lanlan God Festival can only be told after the resurrection.

"Lan Lan, do you also feel that I am cruel and bloodthirsty?" He answered irrelevantly, and said to himself, "They force you to sacrifice blood with the creatures of the Three Realms, so I will resurrect you with the sacrifices of the creatures of the Three Realms."

"If you sacrificed for them, they should sacrifice for your resurrection blood!"

"They forced you to sacrifice to fill the seal! They should all compensate you!"

"That's what they should do!"

If they hadn't forced the gods to fill the seal, Lan Lan would have lived well.

For the past 12 years, he has been thinking about Lan Lan's resurrection all the time.

He thought about it day and night, almost going crazy.

So what if all the living beings in the world are sacrificed, as long as Lanlan can come back...he can do whatever it takes!
"It doesn't matter if you are cruel and bloodthirsty or vicious, I only want you to come back, Lanlan."

"Fortunately... Tiandao heard my prayer and returned Lan Lan."

"Lanlan, I miss you so much."

With a hoarse and affectionate voice, he walked up to Feng Canglan with his legs bound by chains, and stretched out his hand that had been held in midair for a long time.

Feng Canglan's eyes darkened, and he took a step back to distance himself and repeated what he said just now, "Who taught you the art of blood sacrifice."

Compared with just now, this time it was a little more serious and questioning.

Jun Shiyu paused his empty hands, and slowly withdrew them, his gloomy voice could be so gentle that it made people shudder, "It wasn't taught by anyone, I found it in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"After the Lanlan God Sacrifice, I have been looking for a way of resurrection. Fortunately, the emperor paid off."

Listening to Jun Shiyu's words, Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes were cold.

It is absolutely impossible for the art of blood sacrifice to appear in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the only possibility is.

Someone knew that Jun Shiyu was looking for the method of resurrection, so he deliberately put the technique of blood sacrifice in the Sutra Pavilion for Jun Shiyu to see!

(End of this chapter)