The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1779 Unlocking the Subduing Demon Pestle is Yun Ya's blood, it's useless for you to take mine!
Staring at the slashed arm.

Tsing Yi was stained with blood, and his eyes were dazzling.

Quiet, deathly still.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze, and there was a dead silence.

Zong Zhengyu watched the hand with the scar on his arm move slowly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a drop of crimson blood floating in the air.

Looking through the blood in mid-air, it landed on Feng Canglan behind.

The two eyes met.

Facing Feng Canglan's indifferent and serious eyes, Zong Zhengyu's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

"Lan... Lan'er?"

The deep magnetic voice trembled slightly, full of doubts and uncertainties.

Feng Canglan moved his eyes back and forth between the drop of blood and Zong Zhengyu, and finally raised his hand under Zong Zhengyu's shocked expression.

The hanging blood seemed to be summoned, and flew straight to Feng Canglan's palm.

Zong Zhengyu's phoenix eyes were shocked, and he stepped forward quickly, but was blocked by a colorless barrier just after taking a step, blocking the way forward.

He looked around the barrier in disbelief, seeing that Feng Canglan had taken the drop of blood and beating the barrier with both hands, hissing, "Lan'er!"

Yun Ya, who was screaming in surprise, opened her eyes, and saw the bloody white eyebrows hanging in Feng Canglan's palm, and frowned slightly.

He didn't feel any discomfort all over his body, that drop of blood wasn't him...

Thinking of this, from the corner of Yunya's eyes, Zong Zhengyu noticed a bloodstain on his arm, and Zong Zhengyu's complexion changed drastically.

"Aya!"

He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but was blocked by the colorless barrier, so he could only watch helplessly through the barrier.

"Lan'er, what are you doing!"

"Ling'er, stop!"

Two anxious roars sounded at the same time.

Feng Canglan was in the center of the hall, controlling the blood hanging in his palm with one hand, and standing up with the other.

His face was cold and serious.

Like an impartial judge.

She stared at the blood in her palm, ignoring the voices of the two people beside her.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The voices of the two did not stop.

Feng Canglan stared at it for a long time, then smiled suddenly, coldly, and frighteningly.

Originally, it was just speculation and suspicion.

Looking at the reactions of the two of them now, it actually confirmed what she thought in her heart.

Ever since she brought Yunya out of the torrent of time and space, she has been hesitating.

Been procrastinating.

There is an idea in my mind, an unacceptable idea.

She looks forward to verification, but is afraid of verification.

Afraid, the final verification result is the same as I expected.

While looking forward to the truth, while unwilling to face the truth.

As the False God Realm came and went, she decided to verify the truth.

Now, it's just beginning to fail.

But it seems to have got the result.

Her hand holding the blood trembled slightly.

Looking at the drop of blood, his eyes became darker and darker.

This is Zong Zhengyu's blood.

As long as you enter the subduing magic pestle, the truth will be revealed to the world.

After struggling for a few days, she finally wanted to achieve her goal, but she still couldn't do it.

Once this blood is sent into the Subduing Demon Pestle, all the pretense will disappear.

"Lan'er!"

Feng Canglan's fierce voice continued, "You use Yunya's blood to activate the subduing demon pestle, it's useless for you to use my blood!"

Yunya hurriedly agreed, "Ling'er, after saving the blood with the subduing pestle, you must succeed once, otherwise the barrier will bring the subduing pestle into a new round of seal!"

"Aya!"

Yunya shouted loudly, her lavender pupils were full of tension.

Feng Canglan lifted his eyelids slightly, and his gaze shifted from Yunya to Zong Zhengyu.

Yunya is dressed in white, with silver hair shawl.

Zong Zhengyu was dressed in Tsing Yi, with silver hair scattered around.

Yunya was born with albinism and had gray hair since he was a child. From his memory, he saw that Yunya also had gray hair when he was young.

however……

Seeing the anxious and nervous faces of the two, Feng Canglan's vermilion lips curled into a sneer.

In her memory of the blood sacrifice to the common people, what she saw was black hair!
(End of this chapter)