The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1782 Ling'er, I don't want to be a different kind
The spinning pestle suddenly stopped.

Accompanied by a mechanized sound, a barrier around the Demon Subduing Pestle fell down.

Feng Canglan's pupils trembled, and the falling enchantment seal stopped abruptly when it was only an inch away from the subduing magic pestle.

In an instant, the hall was silent.

The entire No Shore State was eerily quiet.

The snow on the branches fell, and they couldn't get up or down in mid-air.

The movements of the birds flapping their wings in the sky were frozen and completely stopped in place.

At this moment, Wu'an State seemed to press the pause button.

It's not just the no-shore state.

The Galaxy Continent, the Upper Realm, and Buzhou Mountain are all completely in a state of static time.

Jun Shiyu was in the silent palace, blending with the darkness.

A flickering candle was the only source of light.

Even so, it was extremely dark.

The candle burns "sizzling" sound, which is especially clear in the silence.

Suddenly, the sound of burning "Zi Zi" stopped abruptly.

Jun Shiyu's body moved slightly in the dark, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the candle flame frozen in a flickering picture, his pupils froze.

"This is……"

He stood up slowly, staring at the candlelight, and the fox eyes flickered with a wave.

Time stands still!

It's Lan'er!
Such a large-scale use of space-time stillness, is it possible...

Immediately, Jun Shiyu's figure disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a candle with a fixed candle in Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time Jun Shiyu discovered it, so did all the tribes in the upper realm.

Looking at the cranes in mid-air, and the stagnant white mist immediately gathered in the Tiangong Hall.

"This is time standing still, Feng Canlan's time standing still!"

Since the battle in Wu'an State, the Three Realms suffered heavy losses, and the Upper Realm feared and hated Feng Canglan at the same time.

In their minds, Feng Canglan had already equated the horror of the demon god.

Not long before the battle in Wu'an State, the tribes of the three realms were resting, and Feng Canglan suddenly made such a move, which directly put the tribes on the first level of alarm.

"Does anyone know what happened?"

All the immortals were silent, and a voice sounded, "Let's go and have a look, it's better to be careful."

The other fairy families agreed.

Only a part of the guards were left, and the rest were almost dispatched.

The remaining Fox and Dragon clans of the four Lingrui clans also rushed to Wu'an State to find out.

But Feng Canglan, who made the Three Realms panic, still didn't know it, and concentrated on staring at the enchantment seal that was still in midair.

Zong Zhengyu, who was full of anxiety, saw that the barrier seal had not been released, and his expression was tense, "Lan'er, what are you waiting for!"

"Use Yunya's blood right now!"

Feng Canglan's mind was in chaos, and she didn't react at all.

how……

Inspired by the enchantment seal of the subduing pestle?

She looked at the light disappearing, and the brows of the dim Subduing Demon Pestle frowned.

It wasn't Zong Zhengyu who sacrificed blood to the common people! ?

This recognition made Feng Canglan's deathly still heart feel warm and beating again.

A sincere smile appeared on the indifferent and cold face, just now the magic pestle was shining brightly, she thought...

Fortunately, the ending was not as she had imagined.

Containing the emotions in his heart, Feng Canglan responded, "Okay."

She moved subconsciously, and there was a pause when she raised her hand, her eyes focused on Yunya, with a complicated expression on her face.

Yun Ya's snow-white face moved slightly, under the silver-white sword eyebrows, the lavender pupils overflowed with regret, "Ling'er, black hair is my fantasy, I want to be normal, I don't want to be abnormal."

"I didn't expect to cause such a big misunderstanding."

The corners of his lips were stained with a smile, and his cold and indifferent peach blossom eyes were covered with a trace of calm acceptance, "Ling'er, let's do it."

Feng Canglan lowered his eyes to avoid sight, and waved his hand, a bloodstain appeared on the back of Yunya's hand.

A drop of blood oozes out and goes straight to the Demon Subduing Pestle...

(End of this chapter)