The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1667 Lanlan relax
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Feng Canglan stared at one of the demon generals passing by like a torch.

When I looked closely, there was only a back figure left.

She stepped forward to check clearly, the group of demon generals had completely disappeared.

Feng Canglan looked around in the dark surroundings, except for countless demon soldiers, there was demonic energy lingering around.

She started to chase after her, when a voice sounded from behind, "Lan Lan?"

Feng Canglan looked back after hearing the sound, and saw Jun Shiyu standing in front of the magic palace and watching.

She subconsciously looked back and continued to capture the figure, and finally turned around when she saw the empty surroundings, "Demon Lord."

The word Mozun has good manners but not enough intimacy.

Jun Shiyu's fox eyes froze, and the gray pupils dimmed a bit.

"Are you here?"

Feng Canglan shook his head with a smile on his face, "I'm looking to see if there is anything abnormal in Moyu."

"After all, staying is also staying, it's better to come out and try your luck."

Her luck has always been good, maybe she will find some clues.

In the end, it was still the same as before, but there was a little more unexpected discovery.

The figure that passed by just now was just a glimpse, she didn't even see the front clearly, only saw a profile, but she felt extremely familiar.

If you see the face, you will definitely remember it.

That kind of weird familiarity made her feel uneasy.

"There's no rush for this matter, Lan Lan relaxes, if I'm in the Demon Realm, I'll find it for you."

"Thank you."

Feng Canglan kept thanking every word, Jun Shiyu seemed to have gotten used to it, and didn't say anything.

"Tomorrow is the selection of generals from the ten directions, and I will take Lan Lan to the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest."

"it is good."

After the matter was finished, the two had nothing to say, Feng Canglan glanced sideways and said, "Then I will continue to look."

"Okay, just be careful not to worry too much."

Feng Canglan nodded and turned around with a chuckle, his mind was full of that profile.

Very familiar, I can be sure where I have seen it.

But for a while, there was no memory and I couldn't remember it.

On the second day, the selection of ten magic generals came as scheduled.

Jun Shiyu came to wait outside the palace early. He changed from his old black clothes to a crescent white long-distance runner. The neckline was embroidered with gold borders and auspicious runes embroidered with gold thread on the chest.

The black hair is tied high, tied up with a jade crown, and it is one of the few other colors in the dark magic realm.

The morbid and gloomy feeling of the past is a little less, and the frightening and gloomy feeling has also dissipated a lot.

Today, he looks more like a sick and weak nobleman who will be blown down by the wind at any moment.

The palace was brightly lit, and the lights inside the palace where he was standing outside shone on his pale face, his fox eyes were gray, adding to the feeling of a melancholy, sick and beautiful man.

"crunch-"

The door of the sleeping hall opened with a sound, and a pale yellow figure appeared in the light of the lamp.

Feng Canglan was in front, Zong Zhengyu was behind.

The two figures are both pale yellow and crescent white, against which the wind and waves are elegant and immortal, and against which Zong Zhengyu is handsome and dusty.

The two walked side by side surrounded by lights, a perfect match.

In contrast, Jun Shiyu was also dressed in a crescent white and sandwiched between the two, it just felt extremely unsuitable.

It was also extremely embarrassing.

"The devil has been waiting for a long time."

Feng Canglan didn't notice this little thing, his mind was full of the matter of subduing the magic pestle.

Jun Shiyu nodded and smiled. He didn't feel gloom, but he was weak and sickly. He looked exactly like a noble son who was in poor health and his life was coming to an end.

"Not long ago, I just arrived."

Zong Zhengyu glanced at Jun Shiyu's clothes, and looked away calmly, "Let's go."

The three of them were dressed in almost the same color, and it looked weird when they walked together.

There was still a strange atmosphere between Zong Zhengyu and Jun Shiyu, but Feng Canglan, who was also in the middle, didn't notice it at all.

(End of this chapter)