The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1810 Yun Ya lied to her!
Brunette?

black hair! ?
Yunya was born with albinism, and her hair has been gray since birth.

The memory that was peeped in Yunya's memory before was black hair.

It was later explained that it was his fantasy.

If his memory is really a fantasy of having white hair.

That memory does change.

But now...

It is the record retrieved by the law of heaven, and this is not anyone's vision.

No one's consciousness affects processing.

This is the vision of God, the vision of heaven.

Then... Yunya should have white hair!
How could it be black hair! ?

Feng Canglan's forward legs seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, and it was difficult for him to move forward, unable to move an inch.

He froze in place, staring blankly at the back of the black-haired figure in the black robe.

Staring at it for a long time, Feng Canglan's mood was surging and his mood was difficult to calm down.

Slowly close your eyes to stabilize your emotions.

Yunya lied to her!
Yunya is lying to her!
He is not a person who sacrificed blood to the common people of the Three Realms!
why?
Why did he admit it?
The punishment of blood sacrifice to the common people is that the soul will be scattered and the soul will be scattered, and you will never be reborn forever!

Even though it wasn't him, he actually took the place!

No, no!
Feng Canglan's thoughts gradually became clear, and her tightly closed brows frowned.

Most importantly, the Subduing Demon Pestle is activated!

The Demon Subduing Pestle was actually activated!

Yunya is not the one who sacrificed blood to the common people, nor was he the one who sealed the subduing demon pestle.

How could his blood activate the Demon Subduing Pestle!

Suddenly, Feng Canglan slowly opened his eyes, his pale face was heavy.

Perhaps, that drop of blood did not belong to Yunya at all.

Countless possibilities were born in my mind, the more I thought about Feng Canglan, the less I dared to delve into it, I just felt like I was falling into an ice cellar.

"Let's go."

"See for yourself."

"There are answers you want."

The mechanized voice has no emotion, just pure business.

Feng Canglan looked at the figure that was close in front of him, but felt as if it was thousands of miles away.

Obviously, it only takes a few steps.

After a few steps, you can see the face and know the truth.

At this moment, her legs were so stiff that she couldn't move.

The limbs follow the heart, and everything is obvious.

"Yes, my reply to you."

In my mind, the voice of the law of heaven sounded again.

Feng Canglan stood there without any movement.

A gust of wind blew by, and the petals of the peach forest fluttered like dancing butterflies.

Among the peach groves, the black figure was stalwart and tall, lying among the petals, only a part of the crimson skirt was exposed.

No matter how you look at it, it is a fairyland on earth, a picturesque picture.

"Go and see."

The voice of the Law of Heaven became softer.

Feng Canglan lifted her legs stiffly and walked forward with difficulty, as if she was carrying a heavy weight.

In fact, sometimes once there is a sign that you don't want to accept things, you will stop them immediately.

Some things can be found to be wrong but selectively ignored.

I have been chasing down the truth, but when I really touch the truth, I will become hesitant, even cautious.

The same is true for Feng Canglan.

She walked forward with heavy steps, stopped behind the black figure, and took another step up the mountain to get a glimpse of the whole picture.

But there was no action.

Maybe the truth is right in front of your eyes so don't worry, or maybe you already know the truth in your heart.

Unwilling, or afraid to touch the truth.

Feng Canglan's raised foot froze, and the miserable scene of the blood sacrifice flashed in his mind, as well as the curses of all beings in the three realms before they died.

The hesitation on his face dissipated, replaced by determination and determination.

She stepped out and walked towards the black figure.

The breeze picked up, and the hair of the man in the black robe moved slightly.

Feng Canglan's facial features tensed, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes...

(End of this chapter)