The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1535 From now on, you will use one heart
The two of them were stunned for a moment when they saw the flowers that looked like epiphyllum exuding blue light.

Feng Canglan didn't explain, waved his hands and the two floated uncontrollably in mid-air.

"The process is very painful. Do you want to shield your facial features?" She glanced at Yan Xiang who was hanging in the air and reminded.

Yan Xiang replied with a smile, "No, I want to remember."

This relationship has not come easily, she must keep it in mind.

Feng Canglan didn't speak any more, and sent out the soul-splitting flower with one hand.

The flower emitting a bright blue light stopped between the two of them.

Feng Canglan stretched out his hand to hook, Yan Xiang's chest straightened up, and his face was instantly pale as paper.

The pain of heart extraction is much more than that.

"Uh……"

She held back a muffled snort, and Moyu next to her frowned, and said, "It's better to shield the five senses..."

"No!"

Yan Xiang suppressed and roared softly, "No need."

Moyu has also experienced the pain of taking heart, and she can also understand how painful Moyu was at that time.

And these pains were brought to him by her brother, her own brother.

"I can."

Feng Canglan continued to move his hands, and as a heart slowly emerged from his chest, Yan Xiang's voice of suppressing pain became louder.

There is an essential difference between taking a heart and taking heart blood, and even a dragon emperor can hardly bear the pain of taking a heart.

The heart moved out from Yan Xiang's chest, and stopped in the center of the split soul flower.

Feng Canglan folded his hands together, and the petals of the soul-splitting flower closed together to wrap Yan Xiang's heart.

"There is no way to regenerate in the world, what I use is to split Yan Xiang's heart in two."

"From now on, you will use one heart."

"When the heart is planted in Moyu's body, there may be some strange feelings or memories that don't belong to you. These are all normal phenomena."

Feng Canglan's deep voice was clear, and Zong Zhengyu, who was waiting outside the door, stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance as if he couldn't hear the voice inside.

"No fuss, no nervousness."

After finishing speaking, Feng Canglan separated his folded hands, and a mournful roar resounded through the sky, "Ah——"

With the sound of screams, the heart wrapped in the soul-splitting flower split into two.

The soul-splitting flower is also divided into two, wrapping two halves of the heart.

"It hurts..."

Yan Xiang finally couldn't help crying out in pain, Moyu trembled all over, "Why don't you block the five senses."

"It's useless." It's just a pain in vain.

"No!" Yan Xiang's trembling voice was weak, "It works."

"No matter how long it takes, I can always remember how hard it is for us to be together."

Never give up easily!

Moyu stared blankly, her eyes fixed on Yan Xiang.

"Don't talk." Feng Canglan reminded coldly, neither of them was talking.

She controls the two halves of the heart with both hands, controlling the delivery into the body.

The success rate of Youfenhua's distraction can reach 100%, so it can be said that it is foolproof.

A drop of blood in Moyu's heart stabilized.

She controlled it half-heartedly and carefully pushed it into Yan Xiangti, and as she pushed it half-heartedly, Yan Xiang grinned in pain and hummed continuously, "It hurts."

"It hurts!"

She was in pain again and again, her pale face was full of weakness and weakness, and dense sweat was gushing out from her forehead.

Feng Canglan raised his eyes and took a look, then pushed hard with his hands, "Ah——"

With a roar of pain, he half-heartedly sank into his chest.

Feng Canglan locked his eyes on Moyu, and half-protected his hands to ensure that there would be no problems.

Moyu's body is related to the heart and blood of the fox clan, and it is even more related to Yu Yu, so she must not relax.

The divine power wrapped half of his heart and sent it to Moyu's chest. The moment he touched it, his pupils shrank deeply, and some pain, sadness, memories, memories that did not belong.

Sweeping with half-hearted immersion.

He gritted his teeth and whispered in pain amidst the influx of countless strange emotions.

Hearing the sound, Zong Zhengyu's eyes looking into the distance dimmed, and the demonic energy in the hands of Li Li slowly gathered...

(End of this chapter)