The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1657 Lan'er, I want to strip the demon god's fate more than anyone else
This sentence seemed to use all her strength.

The destruction of the subduing magic pestle also extinguished the last hope in her heart.

Feng Anran survived, and returned to the throne of God.

He fixed his gaze on the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Even if Feng Anran was gone, he knew that she would try her best to find a way to unseal the subordinating pestle.

So just get out a fake Subduing Demon Pestle, pretend that you have stripped the Demon God's life, and everything will be fine.

It's really wonderful.

Wonderful!

If there were no puppets making trouble today, she would not know these things.

He would take Zong Zhengyu's fate away from the Demon God with the Demon Subduing Pestle, and he would be deceived by him with a fake Subduing Demon Pestle.

You can tell her if you don't want to strip the demon god's life.

You can say it clearly if you don't want to give up the only power in the Three Realms!

Why express support while secretly blocking it.

She is being played around like a fool!
"Isn't it nice to see me being played around by you?"

"Aren't you happy!?"

"Lan'er..."

"Using a fake demon pestle to fool me and deceive me?"

With a violent flick, Feng Canglan threw the Demon Subduing Pestle into the sea of ​​infinity.

When I got the Subduing Demon Pestle, I felt something was wrong. How could it be so easy to get the magic weapon sealed in ancient times.

Finding a way to unlock the seal is only a tear.

The Subduing Demon Pestle is so easy to get.

"You have trampled on my hard work and sincerity for nothing!"

"Since you don't want to strip this demon god's fate, there's no need to look for the subduing magic pestle."

"That's the end!"

"Lan'er!" Zong Zhengyu roared, "I want to!"

"I want to strip the demon god's life! More than anyone else!"

However, once stripped...

"It doesn't have to be."

"It's like I'm forcing you."

"Whether to strip or not, the decision is up to you."

It's just that, if you don't separate them, the two will stand on opposite sides for eternity.

"I think! I think to myself."

Zong Zhengyu replied anxiously.

"Really? Thinking about it again now?" Feng Canglan sneered, "So what is your purpose of killing An Ran and preventing the stripping of your life?"

From beginning to end, he was obscuring the issue.

On the one hand, she said it was not for the power against the sky, and on the other hand, she said it was not what she thought.

It was never explained.

how so.

Facing Feng Canglan's inquiry, Zong Zhengyu remained silent again.

Feng Canglan sneered with sideways eyes, Zong Zhengyu was still hiding it from her at this time.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"No!" Zong Zhengyu said anxiously, "It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't say it."

"Lan'er, I want to strip the demon god's life more than anyone else."

"I didn't trample on your hard work."

"I'll explain this to you later, okay?"

"Let's go find the subduing magic pestle first. The real subduing magic pestle strips the demon god's life."

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were serious and anxious.

Feng Canglan suppressed the anger and distress in his heart.

She knew that the puppet had let her know on purpose.

I also know that a breakup, an emotional breakdown is what the puppet wants to see.

But I can't help it!
Feng Canglan took a deep breath, "You should be glad that An Ran survived the catastrophe and became a god."

"If Anran has something good or bad."

"It is only right and proper to repay debts and pay for life by killing people."

Feng Canglan's words can be said to be very merciless, implying that if An Ran has something to save, he will pay for his life with his life.

Zong Zhengyu's expression froze, and he nodded lightly, "Yes, fortunately, nothing happened."

Feng Canglan breathed out a turbid breath, "Go find the real Subduing Demon Pestle first."

(End of this chapter)