The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 854 Even the Emperor Brothers Appeared

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Feng Wang froze with the deliberate respect on his face, and raised his head mechanically to meet Shang Shiyu's cold and cold fox eyes.

Thousands of years of loneliness, wind, frost, ice and snow are all in it.

It is more like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless, haunted by dead silence.

Compared with the Emperor of Heaven, he is more like the undead from hell.

Such a pair of eyes suddenly crashed into them, and a chill ran up Phoenix King's spine.

After a moment of adjustment, he pretended to be stupid and laughed haha, "Who are you talking about, the Emperor of Heaven?"

"You have his breath on you."

Shi Yu's cool voice overflowed, directly blocking Feng Wang's escape route of pretending to be stupid.

"Brother Huang appeared, and he didn't come to look for this emperor."

"This emperor has always known that there is an emperor brother, but he has never met."

"When he showed up, he went to King Feng first, not the Emperor."

"This..." Feng Wang hesitated, he was more terrifying than the Heavenly Emperor.

It only existed in word of mouth, and was extremely well protected by the former emperor of heaven, and never showed his face.

And this terrifying point comes from the technique of His Highness.

The Heavenly Emperor practiced the Ice Pulse Technique, which is indeed very strong.

But His Majesty was born...

This is also why, His Highness is obviously different from ordinary people, but is strictly protected by the Emperor of Heaven, and even plans to pass on the throne.

"Feng Canlan disappeared because of him?"

There was another burst of inquiries, and King Feng raised his brows, only then did he remember that something was wrong when he met His Highness.

Obviously he was the one who stopped it, and it was him who made it difficult for him to give up halfway.

Just now Feng Canglan's aura disappeared after falling off the cliff, he thought he was dead!

Is it...!
Feng Wang's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, if His Majesty's aura of wind and waves did not disappear in an instant, then it would be over.

Although King Feng didn't answer, Shi Yu knew the answer just by looking at his expression.

He turned around, and the crimson figure suspended in mid-air gave off an invisible sense of oppression.

"Feng Wang, please do it yourself."

After speaking, Shi Yu disappeared on the spot.

Feng Wang was stunned in place, the ecstasy and joy just now completely disappeared.

In other words, Feng Canglan is not dead yet!
Shi Yu who left had the same thoughts as Feng Wang, Feng Canglan fell off the cliff and did not die, but was taken away by the hall.

I just don't know how Feng Canglan and the main hall intersect.

Shi Yu's curiosity stopped there, and he had no intention of looking for it at all.

When Feng Canglan disappeared, only Zong Zhengyu and Feng Anran were looking for him, and there was no news that Zong Zhengyu became more and more violent, with a murderous aura at any time.

And the instigator of all this is completely unknown.

Ever since she fainted from crying and was brought back to her dorm, Feng Canglan still couldn't believe that everything was memory disorder and everything was a fantasy.

In the past few days in the mansion, she has asked people to inquire on the street.

Ask Yunya, ask her, ask about their relationship.

The result obtained was exactly the same as what Yun Ya said.

Her parents were Yunya's good friends, and they were brought up by Yunya after their tragic death.

This place is completely different from what I remember. In my memory, they have a cold and distant master-student relationship. Here she is the little apprentice Yun Ya holds in his palm and takes care of her.

It's changed, everything has changed.

The only constant...

Feng Canglan stood by the corridor, looking at the jacaranda tree in the garden that looked like a giant umbrella.

The jacaranda flowers bloom luxuriantly, and the whole tree decorated with blue-purple flowers looks like a blue umbrella.

When the spring breeze blows, a few petals flutter and fall, which is too beautiful to behold.

She was beside the corridor of Yunya, listening to the sound of the wind blowing silver bells, staring blankly at the jacaranda tree, her whole body was in a state of emptiness.

"Ling'er, it's very windy here, be careful of catching a cold." Qinglie's voice was very gentle as the spring water hit the stone.

Yun Ya took off her white robe and put it on Feng Canglan's shoulders, her lavender eyes were full of tenderness and affection, as if she was looking at some hard-won treasure.

"I'm fine." Feng Canglan shook his head lightly and was not in high spirits. He reached out to take the white robe away, but was stopped by Yunya, "It will be the day when we get married in a few days, and it won't be good if we catch a cold."

"Success..." Feng Canglan's face suddenly turned pale before he could utter the parental word, "Ugh—"

(End of this chapter)