The Concubine in the Coffin
Chapter 1827 How is it possible!How could it be...
Chapter 1827 How is it possible!How could it be...
boom--
Feng Canglan's pupils trembled suddenly, her face was as pale as paper.
The surroundings seem to be regressing at the speed of light. Looking at the face after the petals have blown away, my mind is blank, and my ears are full of buzzing and tinnitus.
She was lying among the pink petals, and there were still a few petals falling on the crimson dress.
The crimson color is like fire, making the whole body of the person lying among the flowers more delicate than the snow.
Taolin seemed a bit dim under her color.
Feng Canglan was completely stiff, and it took a long time to recover from the shock, her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.
She moved her feet, her steps were heavy, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead, weighing as much as a thousand catties.
Step by step approaching the figure lying under the peach grove, his shocked eyes fixed on that face.
Shocked, shocked, unbelievable, unbelievable.
All kinds of emotions piled up on Feng Canglan's face.
how is this possible……
how come……
She stopped beside the woman in the scarlet dress, and slowly reached out to try to touch that delicate face.
The moment he touched his cheek, Feng Canglan's hand passed across the scarlet figure.
This is just a recorded image, not real.
Frustrated, Feng Canglan withdrew his hand stiffly.
Looking at the extremely familiar face, he couldn't hide his shock.
"how come……"
The hand she tried to hold the woman in the scarlet dress trembled slightly, and a blush spread from the corners of her eyes.
Staring at him with shocking eyes, half of his red lips trembled wildly, "How could it be..."
"safely……"
Feng Canglan stared at An Ran's peaceful appearance and shook her head, muttering softly, "How could it be An Ran?"
"Zongzheng Yu's blood offering sacrifice to the common people is An Ran!?"
"how is this possible!"
An Ran, An Ran...
Feng Canglan's mind was occupied by the word "An Ran".
If the resurrected person is An Ran...
that...that...
Feng Canglan didn't dare to think about it further.
Zong Zhengyu's blood sacrifice to the common people cannot escape punishment, and Feng Anran, who was revived after being resurrected by the blood sacrifice of the common people, must also accept punishment.
Take back the life resurrected by the blood sacrifice...
how come!
With the facts before his eyes, Feng Canglan still couldn't believe it.
I still don't want to believe it.
One time, one thing.
Zong Zhengyu and Feng Anran were actually involved.
Is it Feng Anran who resurrected Zong Zhengyu?
What a joke!
In order to prevent him from finding the Jiangmo Pestle, he even attacked Feng Anran.
This is completely logical!
However, facts speak louder than words.
The person lying here is indeed Feng Anran.
How could Zong Zhengyu have contact with Feng Anran?
Also sacrificed blood to the common people to resurrect Feng Anran!
Feng Canglan covered her face with her hands, hiding the painful emotions on her face that were beyond words.
"As you can see."
A mechanized voice sounded, "Feng Anran was resurrected after receiving the blood sacrifice."
The voice kept echoing in her mind, forcing her to face reality.
Feng Canglan slowly lowered his hands, looking at An Ran who was lying quietly with his red Qiushui eyes.
"It's An Ran...how could it be An Ran..."
She looked distracted and murmured softly.
"How could it be An Ran..."
"Indeed."
The stern voice sounded again, "She is the one who was resurrected after being sacrificed by the people of the Three Realms."
The voice chattered endlessly in his mind, Feng Canglan watched with distracted eyes, a little out of his mind.
Sensing Feng Canglan's strangeness, the voice slowly stopped.
Suddenly, there was silence all around.
A gust of breeze blew from behind, causing Feng Canglan's hair to move slightly, and the peach blossom petals that fell on her shoulders floated up.
Feng Canglan's slack pupils moved slightly, covering his face in pain, "I saved An Ran with great difficulty, how can I bear it..."
(End of this chapter)
boom--
Feng Canglan's pupils trembled suddenly, her face was as pale as paper.
The surroundings seem to be regressing at the speed of light. Looking at the face after the petals have blown away, my mind is blank, and my ears are full of buzzing and tinnitus.
She was lying among the pink petals, and there were still a few petals falling on the crimson dress.
The crimson color is like fire, making the whole body of the person lying among the flowers more delicate than the snow.
Taolin seemed a bit dim under her color.
Feng Canglan was completely stiff, and it took a long time to recover from the shock, her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.
She moved her feet, her steps were heavy, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead, weighing as much as a thousand catties.
Step by step approaching the figure lying under the peach grove, his shocked eyes fixed on that face.
Shocked, shocked, unbelievable, unbelievable.
All kinds of emotions piled up on Feng Canglan's face.
how is this possible……
how come……
She stopped beside the woman in the scarlet dress, and slowly reached out to try to touch that delicate face.
The moment he touched his cheek, Feng Canglan's hand passed across the scarlet figure.
This is just a recorded image, not real.
Frustrated, Feng Canglan withdrew his hand stiffly.
Looking at the extremely familiar face, he couldn't hide his shock.
"how come……"
The hand she tried to hold the woman in the scarlet dress trembled slightly, and a blush spread from the corners of her eyes.
Staring at him with shocking eyes, half of his red lips trembled wildly, "How could it be..."
"safely……"
Feng Canglan stared at An Ran's peaceful appearance and shook her head, muttering softly, "How could it be An Ran?"
"Zongzheng Yu's blood offering sacrifice to the common people is An Ran!?"
"how is this possible!"
An Ran, An Ran...
Feng Canglan's mind was occupied by the word "An Ran".
If the resurrected person is An Ran...
that...that...
Feng Canglan didn't dare to think about it further.
Zong Zhengyu's blood sacrifice to the common people cannot escape punishment, and Feng Anran, who was revived after being resurrected by the blood sacrifice of the common people, must also accept punishment.
Take back the life resurrected by the blood sacrifice...
how come!
With the facts before his eyes, Feng Canglan still couldn't believe it.
I still don't want to believe it.
One time, one thing.
Zong Zhengyu and Feng Anran were actually involved.
Is it Feng Anran who resurrected Zong Zhengyu?
What a joke!
In order to prevent him from finding the Jiangmo Pestle, he even attacked Feng Anran.
This is completely logical!
However, facts speak louder than words.
The person lying here is indeed Feng Anran.
How could Zong Zhengyu have contact with Feng Anran?
Also sacrificed blood to the common people to resurrect Feng Anran!
Feng Canglan covered her face with her hands, hiding the painful emotions on her face that were beyond words.
"As you can see."
A mechanized voice sounded, "Feng Anran was resurrected after receiving the blood sacrifice."
The voice kept echoing in her mind, forcing her to face reality.
Feng Canglan slowly lowered his hands, looking at An Ran who was lying quietly with his red Qiushui eyes.
"It's An Ran...how could it be An Ran..."
She looked distracted and murmured softly.
"How could it be An Ran..."
"Indeed."
The stern voice sounded again, "She is the one who was resurrected after being sacrificed by the people of the Three Realms."
The voice chattered endlessly in his mind, Feng Canglan watched with distracted eyes, a little out of his mind.
Sensing Feng Canglan's strangeness, the voice slowly stopped.
Suddenly, there was silence all around.
A gust of breeze blew from behind, causing Feng Canglan's hair to move slightly, and the peach blossom petals that fell on her shoulders floated up.
Feng Canglan's slack pupils moved slightly, covering his face in pain, "I saved An Ran with great difficulty, how can I bear it..."
(End of this chapter)
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