The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1376 Perhaps, You Should Call This Demon God Ji Ye

"Uh……"

Her neck was restrained by an invisible force, and a majestic devilish energy restrained her, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

On the mountain peak, black devilish energy surged, forming a raised hand to pinch Feng Canglan's neck.

The devilish energy eroded Feng Canglan's body bit by bit, and she hung in mid-air with a pale face.

"Yu...Yuyu..."

Feng Canglan made a hoarse voice, staring at Zong Zhengyu, not daring to act rashly.

The current situation has far exceeded her expectations.

Zong Zhengyu, who should have been knocked out of his wits by the Sword of Executioner, is still alive!It also became like this.

She wondered if the sword just now completely made Zong Zhengyu fall into a demon god.

Although he was a demon god before, he could still maintain his rationality and control the demon energy in his body.

But now, he has a majestic demonic energy surging all over his body, which is even worse than that of the demon god Ji Ye he fought against before going back.

Fearing that the current situation was caused by her own hand just now, she dared not take it lightly.

"Yuyu...what are you going to do!" She struggled to make a sound, and looked directly at Zong Zhengyu while enduring the pain of the demonic energy eroding her body, "You..."

The surrounding demonic energy kept pouring in, and Feng Canglan struggled to speak, "You, do you want to kill me?"

"Because I stabbed you with the Zhushen sword just now, so now you want to kill me for revenge?"

No matter how she called or shouted, Zong Zhengyu didn't answer.

Shen Jing Ruifeng's eyes were gloomy and bloodthirsty, as if she was admiring Feng Canglan's struggle to death.

After calling for a long time, there was no response from the other party. Feng Canglan's struggling movements gradually slowed down as if he had lost all strength.

"Yu..." She struggled to speak, her anger was like a thread, "Yu Yu...I feel so uncomfortable."

"Let go of me, I'm going to die."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she groaned weakly.

There is still no change on the other side, just like the beginning.

"Yuyu."

"I'm uncomfortable……"

"I'm in so much pain..."

As he spoke, a tear fell from the corner of his eye and slid down to his jaw.

Even so, Zong Zhengyu still did not let go, without any emotional change.

Observing everything, Feng Canglan's heart kept sinking.

It's all like this, Zong Zhengyu still didn't let go, not even a little emotional fluctuation.

Is it really the evolution of a demon god, or is it because of her act of stabbing the sword with her own hands?

She looked directly at Zong Zhengyu with tears in her eyes, not knowing how to resist with a trace of divine power, she was full of tears, and couldn't take her eyes off.

The moment they looked at each other, Zong Zhengyu's deep black phoenix eyes narrowed, and the surrounding demonic energy poured into Feng Canglan's side, completely covering it.

"pain……"

"Yuyu...I'm in so much pain!"

The cries of pain resounded through the mountain, Zong Zhengyu didn't stop, quietly watching Feng Canglan struggle and howl, his eyes flickered with killing as if he was extremely excited.

"Yuyu—"

She raised her head and shouted, tears of pain filled her eyes, her face was pale, "You won't hurt me, you never hurt me before."

"How did you become like this!"

Feng Canglan stared at him with tears in his eyes, Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were full of killing and gloom, and his gloomy and magnetic voice slowly sounded, "Because, this is the original appearance of this seat."

His slender jade-like index finger was slightly clasped, Feng Canglan's eyes narrowed, his cheeks were pale, and the blue veins on his forehead were faintly visible.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it.

Zong Zhengyu really wanted to kill her.

I don't know if it was because she held the sword with her own hands before, or because of other reasons.

Up to now, Feng Canglan still did not give up, her hoarse voice trembled slightly, "Yuyu..."

Zong Zhengyu lifted a bunch of blood-like red marks on his eyebrows, and a gloomy magnetic voice sounded faintly, "Perhaps, you should call this Demon God, Jiye."

(End of this chapter)