The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1798 Non-Three Realm Creatures, Unable to Go Back in Time
If it wasn't for going back in time and space, she wouldn't have met Jun Shiyu, and Su Ling wouldn't have appeared.

Because of time and space backtracking, too many people have lost their lives.

As a result, the entire Three Realms is almost falling apart.

She seems to be wrong...

Feng Canglan's nose was sore, the corners of his eyes were hot, and he looked sideways.

Suppressing emotions, the surface is calm, but the heart is already turbulent.

Just like that, Jun Shiyu fell...?
When he appeared, he had already dissipated his soul.

Therefore, I never thought of leaving alive.

It is the intention to end everything today.

Yes……

Feng Canglan's chest felt heavy.

Mostly because of her.

Su Ling's targeting made Jun Shiyu feel that it was because of him, so he planned to end the endless hatred and targeting in this way.

Do not!no.

Everything is really because of her.

The deadline has come, and there is no room for maneuver.

Jun Shiyu, shouldn't have met her.

Feng Canglan gradually concentrated, the falling snowflakes stopped abruptly, and the falling snowflakes kept turning back.

Numerous flurries of snow moved up abnormally.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

With what happened just now, it has been recognized that this is time and space backtracking.

Zongzheng Yufeng, who was in the barrier, stared at Feng Canglan, watching her manipulate the time flow backwards.

"She saved Jun Shiyu back in time!" A fairy shouted, no one dared to move around, fearing the power of the time ban.

Feng Canglan looked intently, watching time go backwards a little bit.

Until the last second when Su Ling dissipated, the picture was still.

Feng Canglan's face was slightly condensed, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he raised his hands slightly, but there was still no response.

"Creatures that are not in the Three Realms cannot continue to go back in time."

A mechanized voice sounded in his mind, and Feng Canglan's gaze gradually became colder.

In other words, there is no way...

Feng Canglan's figure flickered.

"elder sister!"

Feng Anran yelled in alarm, and supported Feng Canglan, "What's wrong with you?"

"No." Feng Canglan shook his head with a pale face, "No...no, nothing."

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she watched the snow falling all over the sky.

Opening his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes dissipated, "Let's do business first."

Everyone's eyes were strange, watching Feng Canglan clearly wanting to save Jun Shiyu back in time, but suddenly stopped to do other things.

Yunya looked sideways at Zong Zhengyu, and saw his gaze focused on Feng Canglan.

Feng Canglan looked at the Subduing Demon Pestle hanging in the air behind him.

I saw the edge of the subduing magic pestle, and the animal that was neither a dragon nor a snake separated from the edge.

The moment he saw it, Feng Canglan's eyes froze, "The Subduing Demon Pestle is on."

People from the three realms rushed over after hearing the sound, and it seemed that they were not a group of people who hid far away just now.

"Goddess Canglan, since the Demon Subduing Pestle has been successfully opened, shouldn't Yunya, the chief culprit who slaughtered the people of the Three Realms, be handed over to us?"

"correct."

"Before, the goddess wanted Yunya to activate the Demon Subduing Pestle. Now that it has been activated, it should be handed over to the fairy world to wait for punishment."

Feng Canglan didn't seem to hear the voice behind her, raised her hand, and the Demon Subduing Pestle flew into her hand and landed as if feeling a call.

She put away the Demon Subduing Pestle, waved her backhand, and the barrier that trapped Zong Zhengyu and Yunya dissipated instantly.

Seeing this, people from all walks of life were overjoyed, and hurriedly called someone to arrest Yunya, "Come here, take this criminal who sacrificed his blood to the prison!"

"Yes!"

A group of people went up and went straight to Yunya.

Just a few steps away, he was blocked by a sharp sword shining with cold light.

"Goddess Canglan, who is this?"

"How he decides is up to me."

There was no trace of warmth in the cold voice, and no one looked at each other in blank dismay, "Goddess Canglan should be handed over to the upper realm for trial."

"Thorn."

A sharp mechanical voice suddenly sounded in my mind, "No! Absolutely not!"

(End of this chapter)