The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1662 How did the divine soldier appear in the Demon Realm?

As soon as these words came out, there was an abnormal silence in the Demon Palace.

Feng Canglan didn't respond.

Jun Shiyu stared at it for a long time, blinked his fox eyes and looked away, with a wry smile on his pale lips, "If Lan Lan doesn't say anything, how can I help you find it?"

Feng Canglan lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time before finally speaking, "It's a magical weapon."

"It's called the Subduing Demon Pestle."

With his back turned, Jun Shiyu turned around, "Shenbing?"

"Why did the divine soldiers appear in the Demon Realm? They belong to the Protoss and are kept in the upper realm. Are you sure they are in the Demon Realm?"

"Definitely." Feng Canglan nodded affirmatively.

It is absolutely correct that the sea of ​​infinity leads here.

The person who sealed it even made such a big scam, and it took so much time and effort to fake it.

"Is there a style?"

"This..." The troublesome one before was a trick to fool the eyeballs, and it must not be the real one.

Feng Canglan's eyes dimmed and she shook her head, "No."

"That would be difficult."

"If what Lanlan said is true, it means that the divine soldier is still in the Demon Realm, so it should be easy to find out, so it's not like he didn't notice it now."

"I haven't found any abnormalities in the Demon Realm over the years."

As soon as Jun Shiyu finished speaking, Feng Canglan's brows frowned into a word Sichuan.

This is to be expected.

If it was so easy to find, it would be impossible to set up a cover-up like the Promise Sea.

Seeing Feng Canglan's eyes dim instantly, like falling stars, Jun Shiyu's heart ached, and he quickly changed his words, "But everything is not sure."

"I ordered people to search for it. I'm afraid it will take some time. Lanlan intends to..."

"Just stay in the Demon Realm." Feng Canglan agreed without hesitation.

After finally finding the real seal place of the Subduing Demon Pestle, how can I return empty-handed.

"That's fine, I'll order someone to arrange a palace for you."

"Many..." Just after Feng Canglan was born, Zong Zhengyu's voice sounded first, "Thank you."

He took a step forward, wrapped his arms around Feng Canglan's waist, and faced Jun Shiyu in an absolutely possessive posture.

Regarding the small movements on the other side, Jun Shiyu took a full look and left with sideways eyes, "I'll go and have a look too."

"Thank you."

As soon as Jun Shiyu left, a demon soldier came in and led them to the palace, and finally stopped outside a huge palace, "Goddess Canglan, this is here."

"Just call for anything."

Feng Canglan nodded, "Okay."

The magic soldiers left, Feng Canglan waved and the palace door opened automatically.

What caught my eye was a giant jacaranda tree beside the gate of the temple, which was still in bloom like a blue-purple flower umbrella.

A few jacaranda petals fall with the opening of the palace door, dreamlike and beautiful.

Moreover, this still exists in the magic realm where there is only night and no day and sunshine.

To be able to bloom so luxuriantly, the maintenance and care of spells must be indispensable.

The moment he saw the jacaranda, Feng Canglan's complexion paused, and Zong Zhengyu's complexion was dark.

It seems that Jun Shiyu is still not giving up.

Still dreaming about it now.

Feng Canglan stared at it for a moment, then walked into the hall.

The Demon Realm is dark, but the hall is very bright, and the entire road is inlaid with night pearls.

Stepping into the palace, a piece of grandeur.

Not the aesthetics of the Demon Realm, not the aesthetics of the Galaxy Continent, but... the aesthetics of the Nebula Continent.

The layout here is very similar to that in Nebula Continent.

At this moment, even if Feng Canglan wanted to pretend to be confused, it would be difficult.

This place was built by Jun Shiyu for her.

Look at the jacaranda tree in the courtyard, it is more than a thousand years old.

In other words... since he fell into the devil, there has been this place.

Seeing the people standing in the hall in a daze, Zong Zhengyu held Feng Canglan's hand with one hand, and his tightly clasped index fingers trembled slightly, "Lan'er, have you softened?"

(End of this chapter)