The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1536 Sure enough, it is more beautiful to have a lover who finally gets married
Only this chance... If Lan'er gets Moyu's heart and blood without doing anything...

This is the last chance.

The demonic energy in the palm flickered, and the master seemed to be wavering and hesitating.

This time must!

His deep black phoenix eyes narrowed, and the demon energy in his palm gradually became stronger.

The moment he was thrown into the Xiangyun Palace, Feng Canglan's warning not to touch Yan Xiang and not to touch Moyu echoed in his mind.

"It's done."

The moment he was distracted, Feng Canglan's voice sounded in the hall, and the devilish energy in his palm dissipated instantly.

late.

Can only find another way.

Feng Canglan waved his hand, and the two slowly fell from midair, Yan Xiang was not uncomfortable except for her pale face.

But Moyu is much more uncomfortable, the heart is not his heart, and with the implantation of the heart, there are many emotions and memories that do not belong to him.

He covered his head with his hands, as if in pain and depression.

Images of Yan Xiang's grief kept flashing in his mind, as well as the painful emotions from the time when Yan Xiang faced Moyu's heart-gouging.

Frame by frame, constantly flashing.

In a short period of time, he seemed to accompany Yan Xiang in the previous life.

When the strange memories and feelings recede, my own feelings and emotions come one after another.

Heartache, stinging pain, almost enveloped him.

"Moyu..." Yan Xiang wanted to step forward to check but was stopped by Feng Canglan, "Let him take it easy."

Yan Xiang stopped, looking at Moyu with a pale face full of worry.

Time did not stand still because Feng Canglan stopped Yan Xiang, after a long time, Moyu slowly straightened her back.

Looking at Yan Xiang's red eyes full of self-blame and heartache, "Yan'er..."

A hoarse voice, a kind call.

Yan Xiang was shocked, and tears welled up in her eyes.

It worked!
She finally waited until this day!

Moyu became emotional, and remembered everything about them.

"I'm sorry, I..." He shook his head and couldn't believe the things that were taken out of his mind, "I..."

Moyu paused, Yan Xiang jumped into her arms and interrupted him, "It's okay."

"It's all over, it's all over."

"It's good to think about it now, it's good to think about it..."

He said nothing, but the more he spoke, the more he choked up and finally started to cry.

Feng Canglan lowered his eyes, not watching the scene where the two got back together.

very touching.

But...if it wasn't for the stupid things Yan Xiang did, there would be a more perfect ending.

The two hugged each other, weeping with joy.

"That...although it's not very good, but I still want to interrupt."

"I'll take some blood first, and then you..." Before Feng Canglan could finish speaking, the two people who embraced each other parted ways.

Yan Xiang wiped off the tears on her face and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was too happy to forget."

"Nothing." Feng Canglan smirked professionally, and turned to look at Moyu.

He nodded and nodded, "Please ask the goddess to take blood."

Feng Canglan stretched out his hand, aiming at Moyu.

His face was slightly pale, and a drop of blood from his heart flew to Feng Canglan's palm from his chest.

Looking at the fox blood on his palm, he confirmed that there was no problem and then accepted it.

When she was about to leave, Moyu's voice sounded, "Goddess Canglan, all the stupid things Yan Xiang has done these days are all because of me."

"Don't dare to ask for forgiveness. Goddess Canglan has a great favor for us. If we need help, our Fox Clan and Dragon Clan will definitely go through fire and water, and we will not hesitate to do so."

The figure facing Feng Canglan paused slightly, and said softly, "You two have a good time."

Without agreeing or categorically rejecting, he left Xiangyun Hall.

"Yuyu, let's go."

Zong Zhengyu, who was guarding outside the hall, started to follow, and the two walked side by side in the white snow.

"Sure enough, it's more beautiful when lovers get married in their hearts."

Zong Zhengyu stared sideways at the figure beside him, moved his eyes slightly, and looked through the snow curtain.

The four Lingrui clans gathered together, and then only An Ran was left.

Lan'er will never get the last drop of blood...

(End of this chapter)