The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1879 Erase traces of existence, erase all memories, and start
The voice of ethereal divinity circulates in the bright lamp.

At the last moment of her death, she was confessing.

It's not that I don't like it.

It's not that I don't love, because I like it too much, because I love it too much.

Can't just watch it go away.

The people of the Three Realms who were sacrificed by blood could not let it go.

Only this way.

She self-destructed and scattered, and returned the luck that revived her.

Let them be resurrected by the blood sacrifice.

Only when the creatures of the three realms who were sacrificed by the blood are resurrected, there is room for this matter to be reversed and remedied.

The stars scattered in the bright lights, and finally disappeared completely.

People from all walks of life watched this scene in silence.

Feng Anran stared at the completely dissipated figure and almost collapsed, "Sister!"

"elder sister--"

The roar continued to spread, and Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes on the ground, and he buried his head in pain, so painful that he lost his voice.

The voice was stuck on the neck, and it took a long time to spit out two words, "Lan'er..."

The subtle voice caught Feng Anran's attention, and she fell straight down and landed heavily in front of Zong Zhengyu.

"Why didn't you die!?"

"Why sister!"

Feng Anran was completely insane, with murderous aura in her eyes, "Since you have revived your sister, why don't you keep it a secret!"

"Why don't you die early! Cut off all possibilities!"

"it's all because of you!"

"It's all because my sister doesn't want you to perish!"

"It was you who killed my sister!"

"My sister is gone! Go to die too!"

Feng Anran raised his palm suddenly, green flames billowed, and the tongue of flames raged, he struck down with his palm.

The moment it landed on Zong Zhengyu, she seemed to be frozen.

The falling hand froze for a long time.

She murmured in a hoarse voice, and slowly withdrew her hand, "My sister saved you only after she left."

"Can't kill you."

"I can't kill you."

My sister likes Zong Zhengyu.

In order not to let Zong Zhengyu dissipate, the sister chose to self-destruct.

Zong Zhengyu was saved by her sister who tried her best.

She can't... can't kill Zong Zhengyu.

Feng Anran froze in place, lost in her wits.

Zongzheng Yurui, who was lying on the ground, had his phoenix eyes tightly closed, and hot tears rolled down from the tip of his eyes.

The first day of the new year was supposed to be a day of joy and joy.

But it was dead silent.

The fierce cold wind howled, and his face ached.

Zong Zhengyu's empty legs and feet were looming, showing a tendency to recover.

It also means that Feng Canglan succeeded in self-destructing, and the sentient beings who were sacrificed by blood will soon be revived.

Therefore, it did not continue to dissipate.

Zong Zhengyu's legs and hands were completely materialized. When he saw Xiangsizi lying beside him, he grasped it and hugged him in his arms.

Eagerly imprisoned.

It seems that the one hugging is not Xiangsizi, but Feng Canglan.

Under the bright light, everyone was quiet, focusing on the scene below.

The resurrected ones choose to self-destruct, and the resurrected ones return to the common people who were sacrificed by blood. Now Zong Zhengyu has been stripped of his demon god fate.

They have nothing to say.

"Your life is what my sister left behind with everything. If there is something good or bad..."

Before Feng Anran finished speaking, a flustered murmur interrupted, "Red beans!"

"flower!"

"Red beans! It's gone!"

Zong Zhengyu yelled hurriedly, and the red bean flower in his arms disappeared little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Similarly, the bright lanterns in the sky, the lanterns in the river, and the memories of Feng Canlan from all living beings in the three realms were all erased little by little.

"Erasure of traces of existence, erasure of all memories, and begin."

Sensing the loss of memory in her mind, Feng Anran's eyes were full of fear, and she quickly cast spells to resist.

However, nothing works.

Everything about Feng Canglan was being erased at an extremely fast speed, the bright lights were gradually extinguished, and the last light went out for a moment.

Feng Anran's panic-stricken deer eyes were replaced by confusion and doubt, which is the case for all beings in the Three Realms.

"boom--"

The New Year's fireworks exploded in the air, illuminating the night sky, only to darken it for a moment.

It has existed, but no trace of its existence can be found.

Author's Word:
It's not over yet, but it's coming soon, probably in these two days

There is still a hole in the middle that has not been filled, it is a buried fan outside pit, the first fan is a prequel, Yu Yu is unwilling to tell the story of Lanlan before her resurrection
(End of this chapter)