The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1804 It seems that when I meet Zong Zhengyu, I feel very... nervous?
"Should I let you come?"

The voice was silent and made no sound.

There was a hostility in Feng Canglan's eyes, "I don't need you to teach me how to do things."

"But... he is a demon god."

"The demon god who destroys the world!"

"The Three Realms may be destroyed in his hands."

The mechanized voice was a little weaker, but it still didn't give up.

Feng Canglan kneaded his temples and landed on the table with his fingertips, his eyes overflowed with an indescribable majesty, "He is not destroying the world now, let alone slaughtering the common people."

"Can……"

The mechanical voice wanted to say something, but Feng Canglan interrupted with a cold voice, "Anything that happens, I will bear it alone."

At this point, the mechanized voice completely calmed down.

Feng Canglan covered her forehead with one hand, a glint of darkness flashed through her half-drowned Qiushui eyes.

Her law of heaven seems to be very... nervous when she meets Zong Zhengyu?
Feng Canglan raised his eyes slightly, slowly moved away the hand supporting his forehead, closed his eyes, and rested his mind.

She is really tired, very tired.

I want to be alone and let things go.

As soon as he closed his eyes, an image of Jun Shiyu dissipating into a cloud of smoke appeared inexplicably in his mind.

Feng Canglan hurriedly opened his eyes, even so, the image in his mind was still lingering.

It was full of Jun Shiyu's relieved smile when he dissipated.

There are so many ways to solve it, but I chose the most extreme one.

Judging from Jun Shiyu's last words, he didn't know that Su Ling would disappear if he destroyed his primordial spirit.

Otherwise, I wouldn't tell Su Ling to be good.

Su Ling's body is a sacred tree. Although she was born with her divine breath, she became conscious because of Jun Shiyu.

She was formed by Jun Shiyu's poured feelings.

Jun Shiyu's self-destructive primordial spirit dissipated, the poured subject disappeared, and the poured out emotion disappeared.

And Su Ling, who was born with spiritual consciousness due to emotion, disappeared.

This is the way to make Su Ling disappear.

But not the only one.

Another way is that when the emotion is not there, the poured out emotion will naturally disappear.

In layman's terms, Jun Shiyu doesn't like it anymore, doesn't love it anymore.

Su Ling will also disappear.

Therefore, he came this time just to put an end to what he had done.

He felt that Su Ling was born because of his sculpture, and everything was his fault.

Self-destruction of soul and atonement can make Su Ling let go of the past.

Jun Shiyu's self-destruction dissipated in front of him, and that smile of relief and relief at the end made Feng Canglan choke in his throat.

When it dissipated, he lost all his devilish energy, his face was pale but his smile was light, like a sick and weak young man who has not recovered from a long illness.

That smile was as bright as fireworks.

But it only exists for a moment.

Feng Canglan covered her forehead irritably, feeling shaken again in her heart.

Yunya, Jun Shiyu, Fuxi, and many, many other people's fates.

Everything has changed, and it has become difficult for her to figure out.

Because I want to strip Zong Zhengyu's life as a demon god, because...

Did you do it wrong?

This question lingers in my mind.

For Zong Zhengyu's own fate, he disturbed the fate of countless people.

is it right or not.

Even if it is because of the stripping of the demon god's fate, it can be regarded as the rise of the common people.

I can't figure it out, the more I think about it, the bigger my head gets.

Feng Canglan stopped her thoughts, no matter if she was wrong or right, she couldn't stop.

It has come to this point, and there is no way back.

Feng Canglan sighed and closed his eyes again.

The impact of Jun Shiyu's demise was so deep that it sounded subconsciously.

Or maybe it's an irreparable regret.

On this day, Feng Canglan sat alone in Feng Anran's bedroom from day to night, and from night to the next morning.

Not a word, silent and calm.

Feng Anran, who had been guarding outside, couldn't hide her worry in her deer eyes.

The ice and snow are just beginning to fall, and the sun breaks through the clouds.

The sun was shining and the weather was fine.

"crunch-"

Feng Canglan pushed open the door of the palace, not seeing the fatigue yesterday, but after a day and a night, he looked more calm but also faintly sharp, "Today, strip the demon god's fate."

(End of this chapter)