The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1193 Are you looking for death?
coming!

finally come!

This time it will definitely work!
If possible, she didn't want to use such an extreme method, but there was no time at all.

The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and the face is gradually reddened due to congestion.

She watched Zong Zhengyu's eyes slowly close.

May Yuyu look different when we meet again.

Qiu Shui's eyes closed, not afraid or apprehensive, but relieved to die calmly.

Watching Feng Canglan give up struggling and close his eyes to face it.

The dark energy in Zong Zhengyu's pupils surged, and the violent bloodthirsty in his body made him want to slaughter wantonly and crush the soul of the opponent.

What little sanity is left struggles against the violence.

This time, we must succeed.

See you later, she will explain this matter to Yu Yu.

When we meet again, there is no messy crisis, and she will apologize to Yu Yu.

While suffocating, Feng Canglan enjoyed the scene where the two met again, her red lips that had lost all color turned up slightly, smiling.

That dying smile penetrated deeply into Zong Zhengyu's pupils, and the hand holding Feng Canglan's neck suddenly loosened.

Feng Canglan shook her head in astonishment, staring at Zong Zhengyu.

To the last minute!
Why did Zong Zhengyu stop again!

"You want to die?"

Three words, hit the nail on the head.

Feng Canglan was shocked, her eyelashes fluttered to stabilize the panic in her heart.

Zong Zhengyu...couldn't you see something?
She has already violated the laws of the world when she came here, if she is found out by the people here again.

At the least, it changes some things, and at the worst, it causes some people to disappear because they shouldn't exist.

"You want to die?"

Feng Canglan gritted her teeth and looked up, the coldness and hatred in her eyes intertwined, "If I can't leave! If I can't be with him, I'd rather die!"

In a word, Zong Zhengyu's suppressed rage was instantly rekindled.

There was a smile in his scarlet eyes, and his thin lips curled into a perfect arc. He smiled clearly but made people sweat and shudder.

Feng Canglan choked his neck and raised his head, his cold eyes flashed unyielding, the red mark on his fair neck was exposed in the air when he raised his head.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes froze, his face froze with a grin, and the fingertips under his cuffs trembled slightly.

Avoiding Feng Canglan's cold gaze, his voice was low and hoarse, "You can't leave, and you can't die."

He approached suddenly, pinching Feng Canglan's jaw with his slender and powerful hands, forcing him to look up.

The two looked at each other, and the deep black phoenix eyes suppressed affection and hostility, "I can't die because of other people."

"I won't let you get what you want."

He leaned over and pressed his ears, his magnetic voice suppressed trembling, "You will be my wife for a day, and you will be for the rest of your life."

"Want to escape by death, dreaming!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Zhengyu wanted to slap Feng Canglan's neck with red scars.

Feng Canglan's back stiffened, and he felt a pain in his neck. He wanted to push Zong Zhengyu away and clamped his hands.

The neck hurt more and more, Feng Canglan frowned in pain.

"Zong Zhengyu! Let go!"

"Are you a dog?"

"release--"

She roared, the pain in her neck disappeared, and then her mouth softened.

A rusty taste came into his mouth.

Feng Canglan's pupils froze slightly, staring blankly at the face of Jun Lang who was close at hand.

Under the sword eyebrows, the deep phoenix eyes hide the repressed affection.

She struggled frantically in her hands, and Zong Zhengyu's iron grip did not loosen at all.

"Well……"

A fragmented voice escaped from the cracks of his lips, and Zong Zhengyu swallowed it before he could speak.

After a long time, Zong Zhengyu moved back, looked at the blood-stained lips with deep eyes, and gently wiped them with knuckle fingers, "I belong to you."

(End of this chapter)