The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1390 The matter is finally coming to an end
Didn't get anyone's attention.

Seeing that the fluorescent light was completely submerged between the eyebrows, Feng Canglan smiled and said, "Pay attention to your body, and don't get too emotional."

"sure."

"It's fine if I don't get angry with Moyu."

After saying that, she turned and left, "Sister, then I'll go find Moyu."

After walking a certain distance, Yan Xiang looked back and waved, "Sister, you must remember to come!"

Watching Yan Xiang's figure leave, he didn't look away until he left completely.

"Should be able to catch up."

Feng Canglan went back on foot, his face was indifferent and depressed.

All the way back, disciple Ling Tian had a panoramic view.

Everyone knows that Feng Canglan has been staying in the palace since he personally killed Zong Zhengyu.

One month later, Feng Canglan looked haggard and depressed, and she lost a lot of weight.

Only then did I understand that it wasn't that I didn't love.

It's about loving so much that the person you like does evil, and you can't bear to let him die at the hands of others, and you can't bear to let him suffer any more.

Feng Canglan walked like this, and the lofty image of affectionate and caring for the world spread instantly.

Regarding this matter, Feng Canglan had absolutely no idea.

Back in the palace, there was a figure sitting inside as soon as the door was opened.

Feng Canglan frowned slightly, stepped into the hall, and the door closed automatically behind him.

"Liucang, why are you here?"

Liu Cang turned around to face Feng Canglan, still expressionless, exuding an aura of refusal from others thousands of miles away, "I heard you are leaving?"

Feng Canglan froze for a moment, then nodded, "Well, I'm planning to leave Lingtian City."

"Looking at you, looking at An Ran, it's time to leave."

"You..." Liu Cang stared at Feng Canglan, Ruifeng's eyes were full of incomprehension.

No matter what the outside world said, he felt incredible, unbelievable!
The two of them have such a deep relationship, how could mother kill Zong Zhengyu.

But... Zhu Shenjian did pierce Zong Zhengyu's body.

The more I look at it, the more I can't understand it.

On the one hand, he didn't believe it, but on the other hand, the facts forced him to believe it.

Seeing that Liu Cang didn't speak, Feng Canglan took a step forward, "If you miss me, you can tell me anytime, even though I left Lingtian City, I'm still by your side."

"understood."

Liu Cang responded with difficulty, turned and left without saying much.

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, he stopped suddenly, "Although I don't know what you are going to do here, I hope everything goes well."

"It will definitely!" It will definitely go well!

Feng Canglan's unusually firm voice caused Liu Cang's eyes to flicker slightly, and he probably guessed what this trip was related to.

Liu Cang leaves, Feng Canglan returns to the hall.

An Ran was not in the house, she came to the desk to write a book.

An Ran's number of lives has been completed now, and the rest of her life will be smooth and worry-free, and she should die.

At that time, it is time to restore the real body.

The thief who gave Fengxin has been eliminated, and she can leave with peace of mind when the crisis is over.

Put the pen into a book, and leave the words before leaving.

After sitting at the desk for a long time, Feng Canglan put down the pen in his hand.

An Ran disappeared, so as not to make a fuss and delay.

After nearly a month, the heat of the matter has almost dissipated, and it is time to start the business.

After leaving the letter, Feng Canglan stepped straight out of the palace gate.

Walking outside the hall, he looked at the surrounding clouds and smoke, and white cranes lingering around.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, I feel more relaxed than ever before.

Things are finally over.

After reuniting Yuyu's soul, they can keep their promises and both return to hermitage.

Withdrawing his gaze, Feng Canglan's figure dissipated on the spot.

A warm summer wind blew by, bringing with it a dead leaf.

The moment it landed, it was stepped on by a foot.

On the empty mountain peak, a water blue figure stands impressively...

(End of this chapter)