The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1691 I can do it, I love you

Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes suddenly darkened, a sense of coercion swayed from his body, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were sharp and cold.

Feng Canglan raised her brows when she heard these words, and her eyes were unkind.

The puppet seemed unaware of the sharp gazes of the two men, staring straight at Jun Shiyu who had been silent all this time, expecting his answer.

"I am Feng Canglan." The puppet's voice was slightly hoarse, and there was more pleading in his eyes.

She has spent her whole life proving that she is not Feng Canglan, not her shadow, let alone her substitute.

But at this time, he personally said that he was willing to be treated as Feng Canglan.

Since she didn't have any spiritual awareness, she was called Feng Canglan, thinking that Feng Canglan was her name.

Unexpectedly, this name does not belong to her, but to another person.

Even the person who kept calling her wife and telling her his deep love every day no longer belonged to her.

Or rather, it never belonged to her.

She was born with spiritual consciousness, which was the biggest accident.

Originally, she was supposed to be just a puppet carved from divine wood, without spiritual consciousness, without thoughts, just a container to carry the divine soul.

It was Jun Shiyu who created her and gave birth to her.

She was born of his love, they should be a natural pair, the most suitable for being together.

Intertwined with pleading and deep affection, the puppet stared at it dazedly, and the invisible thread controlled by ten fingers manipulated thousands of demon realms to kill each other at any time.

"I can be the storm in your heart."

Be Feng Canglan's shadow, be her stand-in, imitate her, replace her.

Feng Canglan wouldn't love him and already had Zong Zhengyu, they were destined to be impossible.

However, she can.

It can be, the Feng Canglan in Jun Shiyu's heart, only her Feng Canglan in his eyes.

The puppet placed its posture extremely low, begging in a wailing voice, "It can be done, I love your Feng Canglan."

The bright moon is bright and clear, bringing light to the dark demon realm.

But the light didn't seem to be able to enter Jun Shiyu's eyes, those long and narrow fox eyes were still dead silent, without any emotion from the other party's words.

"why!"

Jun Shiyu's gaze as usual made the puppet roar wildly, "I am willing to be Feng Canglan's shadow! Feng Canglan's substitute!"

"Why can't you accept me!"

"You can't get Feng Canglan! Wouldn't it be nice to have someone like Feng Canglan by your side!"

The puppet's eyes were stained with red blood, and the bright moonlight at the side illuminated the ferocity and unwillingness on her face, "Why don't you speak!"

She stared at Jun Shiyu with red eyes, slightly raised her ten fingers wrapped with countless silk threads, and her small movements were full of warning to Jun Shiyu.

"tell me!"

"Promise! Or not!"

Her grip on the silk thread was tense, and as long as Jun Shiyu said no, she would immediately let the demons fight each other, deepening the weak seal.

Feng Canglan stared at the ten fingers raised by her, her eyes sank, and her whole body exploded with hostility, "Presumptuous!"

With a sound of divine power, the trembling ink hair flew, and the Exorcist Sword appeared in his palm.

"Do you really think that after supporting you for a few days, you can play wild on my head?"

Feng Canglan held the Zhushenjian and waved it, and the sword of the gods was accompanied by a radiant light, sweeping the entire Demon Realm in an overwhelming momentum.

After a sudden drop, it returned to darkness.

Feng Canglan's bright eyes were sharp and cold, and his whole body was like a sword in his hand, showing his sharpness.

"I can raise my hand to support you to have the ability you have today, and I can also destroy you by flipping my hand."

She let go of the hand holding the God-killing Sword, and the God-killing Sword slowly rose into the air, overflowing with light, dazzling and eye-catching.

Feng Canglan raised both hands, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "Let me help you recall who your abilities come from!"

(End of this chapter)