The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1858 I didn't show up again at that time, otherwise I would really become an accomplice
Yunya exclaimed.

Feng Canglan Xinyue frowned slightly, and repeated, "It has been verified that the real blood sacrifice is Zong Zhengyu."

"You were pushed out by Zong Zhengyu to take the blame."

Yunya's peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared at Feng Canglan with deep eyes.

Sensing the strangeness in his eyes, Feng Canglan frowned slightly.

"That Zong Zhengyu now..."

"I will strip off the demon god's fate myself, become a mortal body, and imprison the heavenly prison for eternal life to atone for my sins."

After finishing speaking, Feng Canglan nodded and lowered his eyebrows, "Zong Zhengyu pushed you out in order not to be discovered, and controlled you to take the blame. I apologize on his behalf."

"No."

Yunya's clear voice was very serious, "It's not that he controls me to take the blame, it's my own promise."

"???"

"why?"

Feng Canglan was surprised.

This is no ordinary sin.

Blood sacrifices to the common people, ten thousand deaths are hard to atone for.

If it is done according to the normal method, it must be to disperse the soul, and it will never be reborn forever.

Promise to take the blame?

He doesn't want to live anymore?
Moreover, why did Yunya take the blame for Zong Zhengyu?

The two of them haven't had a good relationship yet, so they can take the blame for each other and die, right?

Surprised and puzzled by Shang Feng Canglan's face, Yunya's eyes flashed with doubts, and then she seemed to understand.

Out of the corner of the eye, Feng Canglan's shocked and unknowing look drooped, "Some personal reasons."

Obviously unwilling to say.

Feng Canglan wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Yunya's appearance, she knew that there was nothing she could ask, so she changed the topic.

"To confuse the public, to commit a crime is equivalent to being an accomplice, do you know?"

It means, frankly, everything is too late.

Otherwise it is an accomplice.

Hearing the implication, Yun Ya lowered her eyebrows, and her silver-white eyelashes concealed the expression in her eyes.

"It was also because I wasn't there at the time, otherwise I would really become an accomplice." His clear voice was extremely low, and a wry smile spread from the corner of his lips.

Unfortunately, he doesn't even have the qualifications.

"Yunya, this matter is not a joke." Feng Canglan's complexion darkened, and his voice was cold, "Don't make fun of such things in the future!"

"The life of the common people is not for joking."

She understood what Yun Ya meant, but it was not possible because of this.

"I'm not kidding."

Yunya stared deeply, "Lan'er, do you know that since you fell off the cliff..."

"enough!"

Feng Canglan scolded fiercely, "It's better not to mention the past."

Thinking of the things in the sea of ​​consciousness, Feng Canglan held back her expression slightly, "Did you feel anything unusual during the time you were in a coma?"

There is a reason for the trap resistance in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, it is absolutely impossible to control her body to disintegrate and self-destruct!

Yunya can't do it at all, let alone control her to do things like self-destruct.

"No."

"It's just... the consciousness is there, and I can hear Lanlan's voice."

Listening to the words on the other side, Feng Canglan's eyes became more and more strange.

Isn't Master Yunya consciously obliterating the intruder?
Then...how come?
"Is there anything else? For example, is there any strange sound? Do you see anything strange?"

Yun Ya twisted her white eyebrows in thought, and shook her head after a while, "No."

Seeing nothing unusual, Feng Canglan could only stop there.

Perhaps, Yunya herself didn't know either.

"Since I'm awake and fine, I should go."

After saying goodbye to Yunya, Feng Canglan turned and left, thinking that the voices crying and begging for mercy in the sea of ​​consciousness slowed down a bit, "Don't be attached to things that don't make you happy, and look to the future."

"Look forward."

After leaving these words, Feng Canglan stepped out of the palace gate.

Looking at the gradually receding figure, Yun Ya slowly lowered her eyes, rubbing the looming cinnabar mole between her brows, "Yes, I see."

(End of this chapter)