The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1759 She is not almost gone, but she is already gone
A burst of horrified roars filled his ears, and the darkness before Feng Canglan's eyes dissipated like ink, gradually returning to light.

Looking around, Feng Canglan's eyes suddenly paused, Liu Yemei raised.

Zong Zhengyu next to him saw the situation clearly, and a dark color appeared in his phoenix eyes.

"Aya!"

A terrified roar pierced the sky.

Feng Canglan looked towards the source of the sound with dim eyes, and saw a white figure leaping down from the cliff.

Her gaze followed the figure to the depths of the cliff, and she saw the two figures below kept falling, and the white figure tried to catch up.

Seeing this scene, Feng Canglan's face froze suddenly.

This situation is the most familiar.

Once, it can be said that it was a nightmare that she didn't want to remember.

The scene reappeared, and she was no longer a falling vision, but a completely third-party vision.

Beside the cliff, fell, Yunya jumped down.

When all the keywords are connected in series, it is self-evident when it is.

The current picture is that when she was still under Yunya's sect, she was tricked out by Bai Moyi in an attempt to take away her ability to control time.

When she fell, she thought she was bound to die, but the white figure that suddenly caught her eyes gave her hope in the desperate situation.

However, when he was one step away from her, he turned his head to save Bai Moyi next to her.

As much hope was then, the final despair was multiplied.

This is the past she was unwilling to face, and even deliberately forgot the existence of that experience when she fell down.

Thinking about it later, it also hurts like a knife.

Now that she has revisited the old place and the scene reappears, her state of mind is extraordinarily peaceful, without any waves.

Complete third-person vision, thinking that she was not the one who was abandoned during that fall.

Later Yun Ya explained to her that she turned around to save Bai Moyi because she felt that she was strong enough to save herself.

This reason is not surprising.

He is the No.1 of the Galaxy Continent, caring for the common people and protecting the weak.

Can……

Feng Canglan's Qiushui eyes were deeply narrowed, with a cold light of scrutiny.

It was this Yun Ya who was regarded as No.1, who turned out to be the one she saw in the demon pestle, the one who sacrificed blood to the world's living beings!
Love the weak?With the world in mind?

Blood sacrifices to the common people are sacrificed to the weak and weak of the Three Realms.

"Aya!"

Beside the cliff, a panicked voice sounded.

Feng Canglan collected her thoughts and frowned, seeing Yunya holding Xiangling in her arms and panicking, her complexion was serious.

wrong.

At that time, Yunya rescued Bai Moyi, who fell to her death and met Zong Zhengyu only in the Nebula Continent.

"Master~"

Xiangling was buried in Yunya's arms, her whole body trembling with fear, her choked voice trembled wildly, "Master, Ling'er is so scared!"

"Ling'er was almost gone."

"it's okay no problem."

Yunya hugged the person in her arms tightly, even if she covered the white silk with her eyes, she couldn't hide his worry and nervousness.

Seeing Xiangling and Yunya crying and complaining of fear, Feng Canglan's face became more and more ugly.

"This is not a space created according to reality."

"At that time, I left Yunya's space constraints in a self-destructive way, and the space at that time collapsed as I left."

"He was also caught in the torrent of space."

Now all these are false illusions created by the master of space.

It was the same way as when Yunya dragged her into the space at the beginning.

This way of saving her is the beginning.

The more you think about something, the more it will appear in the space.

So, did Yun Ya feel bitter about saving her at that time?

The corners of Feng Canglan's lips curled into an arc, which made him feel extremely ridiculous.

No matter how real it is, it is an illusion after all.

Yunya built a space in the torrent of space, and it's time to wake up.

"It's not that she almost died, she's already gone."

(End of this chapter)