The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1830 It is hard to guess who is the person who will be resurrected in the blood sacrifice?
Feng Canglan raised eyebrows.

"Is it hard to guess who it is?"

"The demon god Ji Ye has all the memories, so how can there be no intersection with someone who can make him a blood sacrifice and resurrect the common people."

"The one who has to be resurrected after doing such an unconscionable thing is naturally the most important person."

"Tell me, who is the most important person in Demon God Jiye?"

Her inertial mechanical sound is extremely light.

Feng Canglan was drawn to think about it, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

"presumptuous!"

"You still want to deceive me."

Zong Zhengyu's closest and most important person?

Who else but... ?

This law of heaven is still trying to lie and deceive at this time.

"deceive?"

Tiandao law chuckled and looked sideways.

A barrier instantly appeared on the left side, and above it was the scene of the blood sacrifice.

"Since you want to know, then see for yourself."

The barrier flashed, and the surroundings changed drastically with a puff of white smoke.

From the False God Realm to a garden full of peach trees.

A piece of peach blossom falls and passes through her nothingness.

Here is an afterimage, Piaohua naturally won't stay because of her.

Feng Canglan looked around to confirm that it was not a fake but a real afterimage, and walked up the mountain.

The colorless figure next to him said, "Look, who is the resurrected person?"

Feng Canglan's foot froze, and the voice of the law of heaven sounded in his ears, "Why? Don't you dare?"

"Scared?"

"afraid?"

Feng Canglansen sneered, "Who am I?"

"You are God."

"Control the world, hold the sky of the Three Realms in your hands."

"So." Feng Canglan's lips curled into a sneer, "Devil God Ji Ye, sacrificed blood to the common people, resurrected me?"

"I am God."

"Resurrect me?"

The colorless figure paused, smiled slowly and whispered, "But..."

"The way of heaven has collapsed."

Feng Canglan froze with a sneer on his face, and the smile disappeared inch by inch.

Heaven... the way of heaven collapsed... over...

Feng Canglan's stepping foot didn't move any more, and he froze in place.

"Don't you want to know who the resurrected person is?"

"go."

Urged by the colorless figure, Feng Canglan closed his eyes and walked away.

impossible!
She is heaven, how could she be resurrected!

It's impossible!

Feng Canglan walked past Zong Zhengyu's body, focusing on the figure completely covered by peach blossom petals.

It can be seen that it has been a long time.

Coming to the flower pile with heavy steps, Feng Canglan remained silent for a long time.

"Don't you dare?"

Feng Canglan sneered coldly, and reached out to brush off the flower petals piled up like hills.

The crimson dress greets the eyes as the petals are blown away, and Feng Canglan brushes off the pink petals from bottom to top.

In the end only the head remained.

Her hand stopped and did not move.

Just brush off that layer of petals to prove that the law of heaven is lying.

However, she suddenly stopped.

It is also because of what the Law of Heaven said just now.

The person who sacrificed blood and revived the common people must be someone who attaches great importance to it.

Zong Zhengyu has the memories of Silent Night, and he remembers them all.

Remember what you did before.

Such a voice echoed in his ears, disturbing Feng Canglan's thoughts.

"You said why I weaved the fantasy that Feng Anran is a resurrected person."

"That's why."

Hearing the words of the law of heaven, Feng Canglan's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to wipe the last petals off his face.

She moved slowly, and the first thing that came into view was her jaw, red lips, and fair skin.

Go up a little bit, and finally uncover it completely.

boom--

(End of this chapter)