The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1581 Even if she is the daughter of God Fuxi, don't let her go!
"Go away!"

Yan Xiang opened it with a palm and let it fly to send the message.

It was too late when Moyu wanted to stop it, and Yan Xiang had already released the news.

"Feng Canlan! Let's see how you hide this time!"

Yan Xiang looked at the news of Fangfei, with hatred in her eyes, and her facial features were extremely distorted.

Looking at Yan Xiang like this, Moyu's brows were full of worry.

As soon as this news comes out, the three worlds that have finally been peaceful will be turbulent again.

Originally those who were only aimed at Feng Anran, now they will also be hostile to Feng Canglan.

Looking at the overwhelming hatred in Yan Xiang's eyes, Mo Yu raised her eyebrows and approached, "Yan'er... listen to my advice not to interfere in this matter anymore, don't make any more mistakes."

Yan Xiang in front of him has changed so much that he can hardly recognize him.

Blindly blaming others for the fault, paranoid and stubborn to believe that the death was caused by unrescue.

But there is a reason for Feng Canglan not to be rescued.

At that time Yan Er did such a thing, Feng Canglan did not pursue the responsibility, it was the utmost benevolence.

Seeing Yan Xiang engulfed by hatred, Moyu felt distressed and sad.

In the end, Yan Xiang did those things because she wanted him to recover.

Moyu tried her best to persuade her, "Don't let hatred destroy you."

"Don't interfere? Don't let hatred destroy me?"

Yan Xiang looked back with hatred in her eyes, "It's easy for you to say!"

"You don't care, I care! If you don't take revenge, I will take revenge!"

"You are afraid of Feng Canglan! I am not afraid!"

"From the moment the child is hopeless, I will follow Feng Canglan to death!"

"Yan'er..."

Moyu called softly, but Yan Xiang ignored her and left.

Seeing Yan Xiang's back gradually moving away, Mo Yu covered her chest with one hand.

How can you not care, how can you be afraid.

At this time, Feng Canglan was not at fault at all, if they really wanted to seek revenge, they should be themselves.

He cared no less than Yan Xiang.

Watching her live in hatred and wanting to pull it out.

Looking at it now, it is futile.

He put down his hand covering his chest, raised his eyes and looked outside and sighed softly, "It's really going to be a mess."

In the warm winter sun, an invisible force surged up.

The immortals in the upper realm noticed a slight change in their expressions, "How dare Feng Canglan be so presumptuous!"

"It turns out to be an immortal!"

All the immortals gathered together, and they were all angry when they heard the news, "Where does she put the upper realm!"

"How dare you slaughter the immortals!"

"It's really arrogant! How dare you act so boldly because you are a descendant of Fuxi!"

The Tiangong hall continued to criticize, all of them were angry for Feng Canglan's execution of the immortals.

I forgot at all what purpose these people went down with.

"We must not let it go at this time!"

"Even if it's Fuxi, don't even try to keep Feng Canglan!"

"Zhu Xian! How dare you kill Xian!"

"It's really lawless!"

The other immortals echoed, "Yes, we must not let this go!"

"Even if she is the daughter of God Fuxi, don't let her go!" The scattered immortals were particularly unified this time.

"Go to the state without shore."

A celestial family made a decision, and everyone in the celestial world mobilized to discuss an explanation for this time.

At the same time, the demons

The demons in the Demon Realm also got the news.

This trip to Qingqiu to seize Fengxin did not have a unified force, it was all the actions of the demons.

That's why when the news reached Mozun Shi Yu's ears, he knew that there were demons following to snatch Feng's heart, and they were also destroyed by Zhu Shenjian.

It is Feng Canglan who wields the Sword of Punishment, she has always treated Feng Anran very well, she is better than a real sister if she is not a real sister.

The main hall of the Demon Palace was eerily silent.

The black gauze curtain swayed slightly, and the person on the magic chair behind slowly opened his eyes...

(End of this chapter)