The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 707 What Are You Here For?Aya'er won't want to see you
At the gate of the palace, a figure lingering with hostility and coldness stood.

Stepping into the hall step by step, covered with spider silk, Ruifeng's red eyes rolled with murderous intent.

Yunya, who was shaken several feet away, glanced at her white eyebrows, subconsciously looked at the bed, and only slightly relaxed her frowning eyes when she saw that Feng Canglan hadn't woken up.

The indifference of being as cold as snow and rejecting people thousands of miles away was restored again, and the obsession in the eyes dissipated, showing a ruthless and desireless appearance.

"Naturally, to heal Ling'er." His clear voice was like spring water hitting a stone, the clearer it sounds, the more pleasant it is, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Glancing at Zong Zhengyu, he didn't seem to notice the evil spirit lingering around him, straightened his wrinkled clothes and walked towards the bed, "What else are you here for? Ling'er won't want to see you."

Before Yun Ya got close to the bed, she was stopped by someone who appeared out of nowhere.

Zong Zhengyu glanced back, the half-undressed person on the bed who didn't know, his eyes were rolling with anger, and his falcon-like pupils were full of murderous aura.

"You! What were you doing just now!"

"You! What are you doing to Lan'er!" The low voice trembled wildly, and the angry voice could not be calmed down.

The image of Feng Canglan's half-undressed clothes came to mind, and his blood surged up, wishing he could tear Yunya apart immediately.

"boom--"

One punch, mercilessly hit Yunya's face, and another punch, punching to the flesh.

Grabbing him and pressing him directly to the ground, his rationality, completely swallowed by anger, gave him a slap in the face.

Yun Ya lay on the ground, not dodging or dodging, allowing Zong Zhengyu to hit him.

In a moment, his face was slightly purple.

The corners of the eyes, the corners of the mouth, and the face are covered with bruises, and they don't look like they used to be as cold as snow.

"What do you want to do!"

The deep voice suppressed the fury, and the bottom of my heart was wrapped in fear and fear.

If he didn't follow today, what would Yun Ya want to do?
What happens next is self-evident.

He didn't dare to continue to think about it, and punched harder with the fleshy fist that held Yunya's skirt in his hand.

Zong Zhengyu beat Yun Ya unilaterally, and Yun Ya was covered with scars on his face and body.

From the beginning to the end, the opponent didn't struggle, let alone fight back. The weird situation made Zong Zhengyu gradually regain his sanity.

Holding Yunya's skirt, the punch he was about to strike stopped in mid-air.Staying for a moment, hit the face hard.

He let go of the hand that was pinching the skirt, got up and walked towards the bed, and tied Feng Canglan's untied clothes with trembling hands.

Yun Ya was lying on the ground, her face full of scars hooked her lips into a chuckle, and her clear voice was full of meaning, "You are so different from before."

Zong Zhengyu's hands tied his clothes paused, and his dark pupils moved slightly to look.

On the bed, Feng Canglan opened his eyes in a daze, and his vision changed from hazy to clear.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu in front of him, his pupils froze for a moment, his eyes followed his hands and fell on his chest, Qiu Shui's eyes were gloomy.

Opening his hand abruptly, Li Yu straightened up and sat up, her bright eyes were no longer tender and affectionate as before, but at this moment there was only vigilance, vigilance, indifference and disgust.

The naked eyes, without the slightest concealment, are particularly obvious.

Those gazes were like sharp knives, shooting at Zong Zhengyu's heart in unison.

For a while, his face gradually paled, his heart sank rapidly, and the temperature of his whole body was rapidly drained.

Feng Canglan's gaze was too straightforward, he felt his heart was being twisted like a knife, as if his heart was being bitten by thousands of ants.

The phoenix eyes covered with spider silk dodged, the sockets of the eyes were red, and she shook her hands to cover Feng Canglan's eyes that were too cold, "Lan'er...don't look at me with such eyes."

Before touching it, Feng Canglan propped up the bed and dodged to the side, very fast, as if avoiding the plague god.

Zong Zhengyu saw this move, his heart was like being twisted into a hemp rope, the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe, and the pain was so painful that it was almost numb.

"You are really enough!"

"Your goal has been achieved! What are you still doing with me!"

"You are not disgusting, but I am disgusting!"

"What? Do you want to play another wave and trick Pangu Stone away from me?"

"Zong Zhengyu!" Her eyes were bright and cold, "You really think I'm a fool, if I cheated once, can I cheat a second time?"

"No, Lan'er..." Zong Zhengyu opened his mouth to explain, but Yun Ya who fell on the ground spoke out awkwardly, "Ling'er... I'm sorry, but I couldn't stop Zong Zhengyu as a teacher."

It was only when the voice sounded that Feng Canglan noticed that there was another person.

Looking sideways, I saw Yunya struggled to get up from the ground, his face was so beaten that he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, the bruises and bruises were extremely terrifying.

Being deceived and used, all emotions exploded in an instant.

Anger surged into his heart, and the temperature in his eyes plummeted.

"Snapped--"

A clear and loud voice sounded in the hall.

Quiet, deathly still.

The atmosphere was stagnant, the air was thin, and the entire hall was like an ice cellar.

Zong Zhengyu's pupils froze like dots of ink, and he kept his head sideways motionless, as if he had been acupunctured.

It was as if the still button had been pressed in the hall.

Yunya's peach-blossom eyes, which were on the verge of falling, drooped, and the silver-white eyelashes trembled to cover the expression in them.

After a long time, Zong Zhengyu's pupils moved slightly, and he slowly turned his head, the slap marks on his face were particularly obvious.

But it surfaced in a moment, and it was planted, which shows the strength of the slapped person.

Looking back, the eyes collided.

Feng Canglan's sight was colder than the cold winter wind, his hoarse voice trembled uncontrollably, "Lan'er..."

"roll!"

"I do not want to see you!"

"Want Pangu Stone?" Her eyes were so cold that no one dared to look directly at her, "Okay, unless I die!"

"Otherwise, you will never get the Pangu Stone from me!"

"Get out!" She pointed directly outside the hall.

Zong Zhengyu's slightly parted thin lips closed after seeing Feng Canglan's trembling hands.

He didn't move, Feng Canglan raised his eyes darkly, "What?"

"Want to be tough?"

"Didn't you just choke my neck, break off my fingers, and take it away?"

"Want to do it again?"

Feng Canglan's words were sharp and her eyes were piercing. Zong Zhengyu avoided her gaze, "Lan'er, I said I would never hurt you."

"Never betrayed."

"As for the reason... I can't tell you yet, but you believe me..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Canglan interrupted angrily, "Trust you?"

"When you almost strangled me with your own hands, when you forcibly opened your hand to take the Pangu Stone regardless of whether I would be injured."

"I believe you?"

"Zong Zhengyu." Her voice was extraordinarily icy cold, and her ruddy eyes were also cold, "Are you thinking too highly of yourself?"

How could he feel that, under such suspicious circumstances.

If you believe me, you will believe him?

It was because she trusted too much that she ended up like this!
"You still feel that I love you so deeply that I can't extricate myself!"

"Even if you lie to me, I can be fooled willingly!?"

(End of this chapter)