The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1839 Lan'er, I have committed a serious crime, please punish me

Zong Zhengyu's gentle brows and eyes suddenly froze, and the warm smile on his face cracked inch by inch.

Countless emotions flashed in the long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Panic, trepidation, worry, fear.

Those emotions that would never appear on him before flashed by at this moment.

Finally, he looked up at the deep phoenix eyes above and returned to silence.

As if those emotions just now were just illusions.

"What did Lan'er say?"

He was still smiling softly, Ruifeng's eyes were full of deep affection, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

If it weren't for the undetectable tremor in his voice, I'm afraid he really thought he was as calm and composed as he appeared on the surface.

Feng Canglan looked down at the abyss, watching Zong Zhengyu, who was forced to laugh and deceive himself in the dark, trembling uncontrollably under the cuff of the slightly clenched hand.

"I know it all."

After a long time, she spit out these words in a powerless manner.

At the bottom of the Endless Abyss, Zong Zhengyu smiled, his phoenix eyes froze, and he quietly avoided his sight, and his hoarse voice trembled violently, "What does Lan'er know?"

"Zong Zhengyu." She took a deep breath and looked down, "Last time when I was leaving, I said, if you don't tell me, next time I come back, I will definitely know who you resurrected."

"I know what I should know and what I shouldn't know."

Zong Zhengyu moved, and the chains binding his limbs made a "bang bang" sound.

He was flustered, "Lan'er, you..."

"I know, it's me who was resurrected after your blood sacrifice."

Zong Zhengyu froze, his deep phoenix eyes suddenly dimmed, and his last hope disappeared after Feng Canglan's words.

"why did not you tell me?"

"You are the common people sacrificed because of my blood, why didn't you tell me!"

Her voice suddenly rose, choked and hoarse.

"You should tell me, instead of just preventing me from looking for the Demon Subduing Pestle and opening the Demon Subduing Pestle."

"What's the use?" Zong Zhengyu murmured softly, "It's just one more person who knows the crime."

"It's my blood sacrifice to the common people, Lan'er, you don't know."

"It has nothing to do with you."

"It's my blood sacrifice to the common people, and I forcibly resurrected you."

"It was my fault, I committed a heinous crime, and I was punished."

Things are still here.

He thought that the undead of the blood sacrifice would suppress the subduing magic pestle and turn the subduing magic pestle into a demon realm.

Turn those undead into demons.

Set up many obstacles, all fatal.

It will always be buried in the long river of time, never thought that there will be a day when it will be revealed.

The last key to unlock the Subduing Demon Pestle is his blood.

No one can take blood from him if he doesn't want to.

Counting all the possibilities, but not counting...

Not counting it as Lan'er, it was she who uncovered the sins that had been buried with her own hands.

Dig out the truth again, and it will be broad daylight.

Is this the curse of the dying beings of the Three Realms who were sacrificed by blood?
All the things you ask for don't come true.

Thousands of calculations, chess is short of a move.

All these years since he woke up, he has always been cautious.

Afraid of the truth being revealed.

But it still came.

He's sinful, he's crazy, but it's just him.

If there was a curse, it should all be on him.

It has nothing to do with Lan'er.

"Lan'er, I plead guilty."

"I have lost my conscience and committed a serious crime. I ask myself to be punished."

Zong Zhengyu stared up, his red phoenix eyes filled with sincerity.

All sins are caused by him, and he deserves to be punished.

It has nothing to do with others.

Even if it is atonement, it is his atonement.

Looking at Zong Zhengyu who was bound in the abyss, Feng Canglan lowered his eyes, and a tear rolled from the tip of his eyes...

(End of this chapter)