The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 804 I am a fairy!How can you hurt me! ?

Looking at the blood hole in his chest, he slowly raised his head.

Feng Canglan smiled like a Shura ghost, and suddenly pulled out his hand, blood splashed all over his face, his whole hand was stained with blood, dripping drops of blood.

With smiles in her autumn eyes, she didn't see what she was just now, and slowly wiped her bloody hands with her begonia red skirt, "I'll give it to you?"

After wiping, the blood on her hands still remained, Feng Canglan frowned in disgust, and glanced at the crumbling fairy house in front of her.
His face was filled with astonishment and disbelief, and he stared at Feng Canglan in a daze, "How is it possible?"

"You... how could you hurt me!?"

"I am a fairy! I am a fairy!"

"You are alone! How can you hurt me?"

"No...impossible!"

Ferocious and rampant is not there, he looks at the hole in his chest and retreats step by step, his roar spreads all over the death row, "No—"

"I will never! I will never be killed by one person!"

"I'm a fairy! How could I be killed by someone! How could..."

His unwilling voice stopped abruptly, and his whole body turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

If it weren't for the blood on Feng Canglan's hands and the blood on his face, what happened just now would have seemed as if it had never happened, as if everything was an illusion.

The prison was finally quiet, Feng Canglan leaned against the wall and wiped the blood on his hands unhurriedly, no matter how much he wiped, he couldn't wipe it clean, and the more he wiped, the more he wiped.

"Get out of the way! I came first!"

"I'm here first!"

There was an argument outside the cell door, and a burst of chaotic voices came.

Feng Canglan paused for wiping the blood stains on his hands, then slowly opened his eyes, and saw countless fairy families gathered outside the prison door, all of them were staring at her covetously.

No... To be precise, he coveted her power to control time.

"Give me the power to control time!"

Another voice followed, "Give me the power to control time."

Other voices rushed over each other, and they looked at Feng Canglan like hungry wolves seeing their prey, ready to move.

Feng Canglan leaned against the wall, hid her blood-stained hands back, frowned slightly with melancholy, her whole body was weak, giving people a feeling of being easy to bully.

"I... I don't know." She looked outside and was slurring her words in fear, "I, you, you have so many people, who should I pass on to?"

She looked terrified, "Who... whoever can save my life, I will pass on the power of controlling time to whom."

Feng Canglan bit her lip with difficulty, looking weak and helpless, desperate to survive.

The voices of the debate outside the prison door stopped abruptly, and a group of people looked left and right, and they all saw vigilance and vigilance in the eyes of the opposite party, as well as wolfish ambitions to monopolize them.

"It's just to save your life! I'll come!"

"You come? Who can you beat? Don't weigh your own weight."

"I weigh? Why do you still want to snatch the power to control time?"

"Don't think you don't know the purpose of coming here, why? You want to monopolize the power to control time?"

The immortal who said I came laughed, "Didn't you hear that? Whoever saves her life will give the power to control time!"

"Bah! Once you have the power to control time, even the Emperor of Heaven will be afraid. Don't think that we don't know what you're up to!"

There was a lot of noise outside the prison door, Feng Canglan's pale lips curled into an imperceptible arc, and a small and weak voice sounded, "The ability to control time can only be given to one person, and it cannot be divided more."

As these words sounded, there was an instant silence in the death cell.

A group of people outside the prison door looked at each other with vigilance and calculations, and they could only pass on one person, which meant that only one of them could get this heaven-defying power in the end.

For a moment of silence, all the immortals had their own calculations in their hearts.

"The power to control time can only be mine!"

A sound broke the calm, and the fairy family attacked the surroundings.

After tearing open the mouth, a group of people joined in and fought fiercely.

A group of people outside the prison were fighting, and Feng Canglan inside the prison watched with great interest the group of people outside being beaten to death.

Everyone was only focused on fighting, completely ignoring the situation here.

Feng Canglan's gaze shifted from the group of fighting immortals to the prison door where the barrier was removed.

Her face was calm, and her eyes turned to Xianjia who was leaning against the prison door and was seriously injured.

Sweeping around those who were only focused on fighting, grabbed the severely injured and unconscious person and dragged him into the cell.

"what happened!"

"What are you doing!"

There was too much movement in the death cell, which alarmed the heavenly soldiers guarding outside.

Originally, someone had ordered it before, and there might be a bit of movement inside, but there is no need to worry about it.

It was true that they didn't answer just now, but the voice inside was getting louder and louder. They noticed something was wrong and came in to check, and saw a group of immortals fighting in the death cell.

When the guards came in, the fighting immortals stopped their movements one after another, and each lowered their heads to write down the wounds or blood on their bodies.

"Brother Tianbing, we are competing with each other in immortal power."

A voice broke the silence, and the others echoed one after another, not daring to put the matter of coveting the power of time on the table.

Naturally, Tianbing knew that this was a trick, but the people present were all high-ranking immortals, so they couldn't pursue it further, so they just said vaguely, "Leave quickly! This is a death row!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

One fairy left one after another, everyone had unwillingness to hide in their eyes, but they had to leave just like that.

Tianbing stepped into the prison, looking at the begonia red figure lying on the ground.

In the leaving figure, a pair of eyes stared at this point out of the corner of the eye, and his head was lowered.

"What are you doing standing in there, put the barrier back on."

The urging sound sounded, and the heavenly soldiers in the prison came out and put the untied barrier back on.

A figure who left behind in the crowd suddenly relaxed a little.

"The huge power against the sky is right in front of you! It just slipped away like this!"

"It's all you, if it weren't for your power, it would have belonged to me long ago."

Standing and saying these things are of no help, the other immortals ignored them and left.

The group of people became less and less, and finally there was only one figure hanging down.

The drooping head was slowly lifted up in the silence, Qiu Shui's eyes were indifferent, and it was Feng Canglan who should have been in the death row.

Looking at the extremely unfamiliar surroundings, Feng Canglan frowned deeply.

Now I'm out of death row, but what's next...

It is impossible for her to return to the Galaxy Continent by herself, and Yu Yu doesn't know what's going on now.

But what is certain is that Yu Yu should be fine now.

Otherwise, Jun Shiyu wouldn't let Bai Moyi bring her up, he clearly wanted to use her to threaten Yuyu and catch her without a fight.

But... Now that she has escaped, and there is no place to hide, as long as they find out that the person in the death row has been swapped, they can catch her immediately.

Forget about it, just take one step at a time.

Feng Canglan lowered his head, avoided people when he encountered them, and tried his best to walk on the remote road where no one was there.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of upright footsteps, Feng Canglan's face was slightly stiff, and he quickly got into the nearby palace, leaning against the palace door to hold his breath, restraining his breath.

"There is a strange smell here."

A voice sounded from outside the hall, Feng Canglan's pupils shrank slightly, her whole heart was raised in her throat, and her hands were tightly clenched.

Cong'er could hear the sound of footsteps coming from far to near behind the door, and put one hand on the door of the temple and exerted a little force.

Sensing the thrust from the back, Feng Canglan's blood flowed backwards——

(End of this chapter)