The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 880 But... Lanlan, Now I Regret It
In the rain curtain, Feng Canglan was hit by the rain, but he didn't seem to be able to feel it, he just quietly hugged An Ran and was very calm.

Suddenly, the rain on his body stopped, and a shadow appeared in front of him.

She opened her eyelids, and a corner of the purple brocade robe came into sight first, she raised it inch by inch, and her eyes fell on the face of the person holding the umbrella.

Before the flying Sulin arrived, he was taken a step ahead.

A purple figure holding an umbrella appeared, propping up a square inch of land in the rain that would not be washed away by the rain.

The flying figure stopped, looked at Feng Canglan under the umbrella and then turned his gaze to the purple figure holding the umbrella, he chuckled, "I can't bear it."

Obviously, she arrived earlier than him, but she had to wait until now to show up.

He wasn't the only one who resisted the third thunder penalty that fell that day.

In addition to magic power, two other forces were detected.

One is from the man with the umbrella, the other...

Under his sword eyebrows, his eyes emptied into memories, and another force gave him a familiar feeling.

Similar to that person, yet different.

Su Lin looked around, with a rare sincere smile on his face.

10,000+ years, should come back soon.

The 梼杌 riot in the enchantment is not announcing that you are coming back soon.

Even if you are cast into hell, you can come here to shine.

Withdrawing his thoughts, his eyes flicked over the figures of the two people on the ground, and finally fixed on Feng Canglan.

Why did that force save Feng Canglan?
No matter what, if you really can't find it, Feng Canglan's time and space backtracking is also a good way to find that person.

Sulin watched Feng Canglan's gaze deepen, finally smiled softly, and disappeared without a sound.

in the rain

Feng Canglan raised his hand, the broken hair on his temples was dripping with rainwater, his eyes were red and he turned his head up.

The person holding the umbrella looked down, and the eyes of the two collided.

"Jun, Shi, Yu!" Feng Canglan gritted his teeth, and the three words were uttered with the aura of bloody hatred.

Shi Yu's slender eyelashes moved slightly, and the fox's eyes were hard to understand.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand, he squatted down slowly, staring at the crying man with red eyes, a trace of distress was hidden deep in the fox's eyes.

The sickly pale hand was slowly raised, the blue veins and blood vessels on the back of the hand were clearly visible, and the usual cold pupils were quite different now.

There is distress, pity, and tenderness, but the indifference and strangeness of the past are gone.

He reached out to wipe off what was rain, tears and tears on Feng Canglan's face, but he opened it before touching it.

Crying until the hoarse voice was full of anger, "I won't let you go if you don't let me go!"

"Why did you touch An Ran!"

"She's just an ordinary person with no spiritual power! No spiritual roots!"

She knew that it was definitely a fraud for Jun Shiyu to promise to let go!

But she never expected that it was aimed at An Ran!
What can be gained against Enron?
get nothing!
An Ran is just an ordinary woman!

If An Ran hadn't met her, she would have passed her life safely and smoothly like an ordinary person.

If you meet her, you will be so beautiful!

"Jun Shiyu——" The end of her roar trembled wildly, with grief from her heart, and indescribable anger.

Shi Yu maintained the movement of being opened, and after a while, he looked sideways at Feng Canglan, his gray lips moved slightly, "Lan Lan, it's not me."

"I promised to let you go, so I won't do it again."

He stared at Feng Canglan seriously and seriously.

Feng Canglan's expression froze in grief, "Isn't it you?"

"No." Shi Yu said resolutely, "I promised at the time that I would never break my promise."

"Not you?" Feng Canglan lowered his eyes, who could it be?
Seeing Feng Canglan's deep thought, Shi Yu raised his hand again, brushing her shattered hair wet by rain with his pale and slender fingers, and said in an unusually gentle voice, "But..."

"Lanlan, now I regret it."

(End of this chapter)