The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1183 Who is your new love!

"Then it was a ghost who wanted to kill me just now?" Feng Canglan raised his eyes and looked straight at him, then pushed, his hoarse voice was filled with coldness.

Zong Zhengyu, who took a few steps back, explained in a panic, "No, I didn't think about it."

"I like Ailan'er so much, why would I want to kill you?"

"I won't kill you."

"Lan'er, let me see the wound on your neck." He wanted to go over again, but Feng Canglan stopped him sharply, "What are you pretending to be?"

"It's not normal to want to kill me."

"After all... I want to kill you too."

"It's a pity, you didn't die." She sighed, her voice suddenly sharp, "Why didn't you die!"

"If you die, no one will stop you! If you die, I will be able to be with the person I like in an open and honest way!"

"Why don't you die!"

Feng Canglan's red eyes flickered ferociously, as if he would rush up and kill Zong Zhengyu in the next second.

Her sharp roar kept echoing in Zong Zhengyu's ears, all of which were why you didn't die.

The words of the loved one turned into a poisonous sharp knife and went straight to the heart.

Zong Zhengyu's face was pale, his chest heaved up and down, "Who is it!"

Low and hoarse questioning, with an absolute order that cannot be refuted.

Coming to Feng Canglan, he controlled his jaw to force his head up, "Who are you in love with?"

One high and one low, four eyes facing each other.

The corner of Feng Canglan's lips curled up, "Tell you, and then wait until you kill him?"

"Feng Canglan." The trembling voice was hoarse, Zong Zhengyu subconsciously tightened his jaw control, and finally let go of his rationality.

Even so, it was still not willing to hurt.

"You're protecting him."

"You designed to kill me for another man, using my liking for you to kill me."

"Even Liu Cang is in the scheme?"

"Don't you love Liu Cang the most?" She asked in a low voice, the faces of the two of them were close at hand, "Why can Liu Cang even design!"

"Why else?" Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes were burning, with a lazy and cold smile, "If you have a new love, you will naturally be able to do anything."

"Feng Canglan!" Zong Zhengyu roared uncontrollably, his phoenix eyes looked deeply and he asked, "Who is that man!"

"Who is your new love!"

"No comment." Four words, nothing else.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were bloodthirsty.The hand controlling the jaw kept tightening, and finally loosened suddenly, hitting the cylinder with a venting palm.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The rubble fell, the palace poured down, and gradually collapsed.

Zong Zhengyu looked back and asked, "Say! Who is your new love."

"Who can let you design a new love that makes me lose my soul!"

"No comment."

It is still the four words of indifference.

The speed of the collapse of the palace became faster, and Feng Canglan knelt down in the palace without blinking.

The rubble of the palace fell, and the collapse caused a mess.

Feng Canglan was kneeling in a red begonia dress, her eyes were indifferent and determined, tears were faintly visible on her face.

It forms a strong visual impact with the dilapidated picture behind it.

The broken beauty makes people have a desire to protect.

Zong Zhengyu appeared outside the palace, looked at Feng Canglan in the collapsed palace, and asked again, "Who is it!"

"No comment."

Feng Canglan closed her eyes and responded, resolutely and coldly.

Does this count as being killed by Zong Zhengyu's subjective consciousness?
It should be...forget it.

"boom--"

The palace collapsed and turned into ruins.

Feng Canglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, Zong Zhengyu's face was reflected in his pupils.

The hoarse and trembling voice begged, "I won't ask, can you forget about him?"

(End of this chapter)