The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 889 If you mess around again, I will lock you at home
Feng Canglan shook his head, "No."

"It's because I'm too eager for quick success."

Thinking of An Ran getting colder in her arms, thinking of dissipating in her arms.

She can't wait to hurry up and hurry up!

Reach the Conferred God Realm as soon as possible, and go back in time and space to save An Ran!Find the person who killed An Ran and tear his body into pieces!

The heart is restless, and I go crazy all at once.

But she couldn't calm down at all, every night when she closed her eyes, An Ran disappeared little by little in front of her eyes.

She is going crazy!
"But... I have to go to the Conferred God Realm to go back in time and space to save her."

"I..." She burst into tears and choked up, "I dream of An Ran every night, dreaming that she is losing breath little by little in front of my eyes, and I can only watch her temperature drop little by little."

"Yuyu..."

Conferred God Realm, she has only reached Transformation Realm now, even if she practices day and night, she doesn't know how many thousand years it will take!

"It's okay." Zong Zhengyu's voice was low and gentle, as if he could calm down all emotions, he hugged her into his arms. "Take your time, don't worry about cultivation."

"I know that too, but when I think of An Ran..."

Zong Zhengyu slightly pushed away his clasped hands, his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes tightened into Feng Canglan.

The two stared at each other for a long time, Zong Zhengyu was serious and serious, "Can Lan'er now understand how I feel when I am in space?"

Watching Lan'er's temperature drop little by little, there was nothing she could do.

That hopeless pain.

His mood at that time was a thousand times worse than Lan'er's now!
Feng Canglan's sobbing voice was choked, and she reached out to touch the tears, "I'm sorry."

"Okay, okay." He put his arms around him again, clasping the back of his head with one hand and wrapping his arms around his slender waist, "It's okay."

Zong Zhengyu's phoenix eyes glowed darkly, and his clasped hands kept tightening.

The picture of Feng Canglan going mad just now flashed frame by frame, and he exerted more force with his hands.

"It hurts..." Feng Canglan groaned softly, Zong Zhengyu's eyes dissipated, and his clasped hands loosened a little, "Lan'er, remember to be careful."

"Don't hurt yourself."

"I will worry and feel distressed, you know?" His voice was deep and magnetic, gentle and tender, as if he was saying the most beautiful words of love in the world.

Under Zong Zhengyu's stern gaze, Feng Canglan pursed her lips and lowered her head, and let out a soft "hmm".

Indeed, there is no rush in cultivation.

It is impossible to step directly from the Perfection Realm to the Conferred God Realm, so this matter has to be done slowly.

"good."

Receiving Feng Canglan's response, he rubbed the top of Feng Canglan's head with his slender and powerful hands, just like Feng Canglan did to Liu Cang just now.

She grabbed the hand touching her head with one hand and pulled it away, "Will you treat me as Liucang?"

Zong Zhengyu looked gentle and chuckled.

The hand that was pulled away turned to support Xiang's cheeks, Feng Canglan completely forgot what Feng Canglan wanted to reprimand when he looked at Zong Zhengyu.

Quiet and silent, golden warm sun sprinkled in Feng Canglan's bright autumn water eyes, shimmering and dazzling.

"Lan'er." He lightly rubbed his cheeks with his thumb, leaned over and pecked on his vermilion lips, "Remember what you promised, you won't get hurt again in the future."

"Otherwise, I will be angry."

His voice could not hide its gentleness, but the words he said gave people a strange feeling.

Feng Canglan's complexion was slightly stagnant, Yu Yu was not normal.

Although she tried her best to suppress and restrain herself, she still found out.

"I'll try my best." She didn't think about getting hurt.

As soon as the words fell, Zong Zhengyu's hoarse and persistent voice was very serious, "I can't do my best, I have to guarantee it."

Meeting that serious gaze, Feng Canglan nodded, "Okay."

"That's good." He leaned over and kissed delicately and gently, "If you continue to mess around, then I will have to lock you at home, so that you will be safe forever."

(End of this chapter)