The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1800 Sister!you……

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out without warning, Feng Canglan swayed and fell backwards.

"elder sister!"

"Lan'er!"

"Aya!"

Three urgent roars broke through the sky, Feng Canglan only felt dizzy for a while, and his whole body was weak, as if his body was out of control.

At the moment of falling, a strong arm wrapped around his waist to prevent him from falling.

"Lan'er!"

The hoarse voice was full of anxiety, and Feng Anran was even more nervous and flustered, "Sister! What's wrong with you!"

Yunya hurried to catch up, but stopped at the moment of approaching.

Zong Zhengyu supported Feng Canglan, and Feng Anran expressed concern and condolences.

Ling'er was no longer his alone.

There are many people who care about him around her, and even his place is gone.

Yunya stood on the spot, her legs were stiff, and it was inappropriate to advance or retreat, so she could only watch like this.

Worry flickered in the lavender pupils.

"It's okay." Slowly coming over, Feng Canglan stabilized his body and stood up straight, "It was accidentally injured in the fight just now."

"It's all right."

Not really.

Su Ling didn't hurt her, and the purpose of the whole process was to delay time.

Of course, it may not necessarily hurt.

this hurt...

It was because the Time Forbidden Technique was frequently used in a short period of time.

Controlling time and reversing yin and yang is indeed a force against the sky.

So this body cannot bear the power of time.

Up to two times in a short period of time.

The body will not be able to bear it the third time.

Time is the structure of everything, and if time is abnormal, it will cause chaos in the three realms. As the law of heaven, it has the responsibility to maintain order.

So this is a limit, and if it exceeds one degree, it will lead to poor detection by the law of heaven.

The thunder just now was a warning.

only……

The ear-piercing voice just now appeared in her mind, Feng Canglan half-closed her eyes, and a hint of deep meaning overflowed from the tip of her eyes.

"Is it really okay? It looked so serious just now."

An Ran was dubious, but still worried when she looked at Feng Canglan.

Feng Canglan pushed away Zong Zhengyu who was supporting him, "I'm really fine."

"Don't worry, a little injury."

After confirming again and again that there was nothing wrong, An Ran let go, "It's fine, I'm scared to death."

"rest assured."

After comforting An Ran, Feng Canglan got back to the topic and started to deal with business, "The subduing magic pestle has been opened, and the matter of stripping the demon god's fate cannot be delayed."

"Well, I'm ready, anytime."

"That's today." Feng Canglan spoke extremely fast, unquestionable, "The sooner the better, to avoid complications."

"Listen to Lan'er." Zong Zhengyu nodded in agreement.

Feng Canglan cast his gaze away with his smoothness, and his extremely bright Qiushui eyes stared at him for a moment, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Hopefully."

After staring at it for a long time, Feng Canglan spit out these two words, the voice was the same as before, but it made people feel cold for no reason.

Sensing the change in Feng Canglan's tone and attitude, Zong Zhengyu's eyes were deep, full of doubts and incomprehension.

Feng Canglan skipped it directly, as if he didn't see it.

Just now, Su Ling's purpose was to pester her.

She couldn't separate herself, and it was useless to call all races in the three realms. She originally wanted to call Zong Zhengyu.

In the end, she remembered one thing.

Now she is not comparable to him.

This enchantment seal, as long as Zong Zhengyu wants to break it, he can definitely come out.

But he didn't, he watched helplessly in the enchantment.

Seeing the entanglement of Su Ling, seeing that the dripping blood could not be integrated into the subduing magic pestle, he remained unmoved.

He said to stop her arrangement, and never again.

The truth is, he doesn't want to activate the magic pestle!
(End of this chapter)