The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 894 I lost, Lan'er
Everything is still, the trees are still and the wind is still, and the breathing of the two of them seems to be heard.

Feng Canglan's eyes were cold, staring at him for a moment, quietly watching without saying a word.

Facing Feng Canglan's cold gaze, Zong Zhengyu's fingertips under his cuffs trembled slightly, and his deep voice was slightly hoarse, "Lan'er..."

He carefully held Feng Canglan's little finger, and seeing that it didn't shake off, he slowly held onto his whole hand.

Her eyes were heavy, her eyes were focused, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly, "You are not sincere at all."

"I asked you if there is a way to speed up the acceleration, and you said no."

As she said that, she mercilessly pulled away the hand that was holding her, "I thought there would be no secrets between us."

"Being together for many years has given you enough private space, and I didn't break the casserole and ask the end of some things."

Feng Canglan pulled the hand away hard, but Zong Zhengyu squeezed it even tighter instead of loosening it. His hasty voice was mixed with panic, "There is no secret."

"I never deliberately concealed anything from Lan'er."

"No secret?" She sneered, "Then why did you say no?"

"Don't tell me you forgot!"

Without waiting for Zong Zhengyu to reply, she directly cut off the back road, her Qiushui eyes were puzzled, puzzled, and cold, "Why?"

"You clearly know that I have trouble sleeping and eating because of An Ran's death."

"Knowing that in my dreams, I want to quickly reach the Conferred God Realm, resurrect An Ran, and avenge An Ran!"

"Why on earth are you?"

Incomprehensible, let alone unbearable.

After being together for many years, how many things Zong Zhengyu has concealed.

She didn't ask about many things in the past, and Zong Zhengyu never said anything about it.

"Lan'er..." Zong Zhengyu's voice was slightly hoarse, but he still had no intention of explaining.

Feng Canglan hooked the corners of his lips, his face was cold.

At this point, Zong Zhengyu still kept it secret.

She took a deep breath, controlled her emotions, and said calmly, "Let go, I'm going back."

"Lan'er."

"let go!"

The calm voice suddenly rose, the two looked at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Under Feng Canglan's gloomy gaze, Zong Zhengyu slowly let go of the hand he was holding.

Feng Canglan withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

Looking at the leaving back, Zong Zhengyu's whole heart fell into the ice cellar, and the temperature of his whole body plummeted.

He ran quickly and hugged Feng Canglan tightly from behind, "Lan'er."

The hoarse voice trembled slightly, and Zong Zhengyu's arms around Feng Canglan were trembling faintly, "I didn't say it because I didn't want Lan'er to go."

Feng Canglan was slightly stiff, without struggling or moving, waiting for Zong Zhengyu's next explanation.

"The treasure of the dragon clan, one of the ancient Lingrui clan, can indeed help the cultivation base to advance by leaps and bounds."

"But, Lan'er, do you know what that treasure is?"

"That's Ni Lin."

"The reverse scale of the Dragon Lord, the leader of the Dragon Clan."

The dragon's inverse scales, you will die if you touch it.

Since the end of that incident, all Lingrui tribes have been hidden from the world and rarely seen.

As a race handed down from ancient times, its strength is naturally not low.

If Lan'er knew, she would take the risk even if she knew it was risky.

Where is Ni Lin so easy to get.

How can someone take away something that the Dragon Clan has guarded for generations.

"I don't want Lan'er to be in danger again."

"Although cultivation is slow, at least there is no danger."

Now it is difficult to deal with the two realms of heaven and Buddha, if there is another dragon clan.

He... can't protect Lan'er.

The scene in the space left a deep psychological shadow on Zong Zhengyu.

The feeling of heartache is real, as is the emotion of hopelessness.

He was also afraid that he would not be able to protect Feng Canglan one day.

The scene in the space will actually be staged.

She could only watch helplessly as she lost her breath a little bit, but there was nothing she could do.

Feeling the loss of her temperature a little bit.

The more Zong Zhengyu thought about it, the tighter Zong Zhengyu's arms around Feng Canglan became, "I'm afraid... Lan'er is in danger, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Lan'er, and I'm afraid that things in space will really happen."

He had already experienced that bone-eating despair once, it went deep into the marrow of his bones.

Never again!
"Lan'er..." He leaned over and put his chin on Feng Canglan's shoulder collarbone, his voice was hoarse, "I don't want you to take any risks."

If it takes a risk to save An Ran, he would rather never save An Ran.

Feng Canglan's pupils froze, sensing the strong uneasiness of the people behind her, her crow-feather eyelashes drooped to cover up the expression in her eyes.

The matter of space had a great impact on Yuyu.

At that time, I only thought about breaking the space, crushing the dream created by Yunya to the maximum extent, no matter how ruthless it was.

He completely forgot that Yu Yu was still by his side.

When she used the most ruthless method to deal with Yunya, she was also dealing with the unknowing Zong Zhengyu in disguise.

"You can tell it straight, there's no need to hide it from me." She said in a low voice, her voice was obviously much lower.

"Can Lan'er not go?"

He stuck to Feng Canglan's ear, his voice was hoarse and serious.

I really hope that Feng Canglan will not take this path.

The reverse scale is not only the treasure of the Lingrui Dragon Clan, but also the scale that protects the weakest part of the Dragon Lord.

How could it be possible to let Ni Lin out.

Feng Canglan didn't respond, but turned around in Zong Zhengyu's imprisoned arms.

The two faced each other and looked at each other.

There was silence all around, neither of them spoke and their eyes intertwined.

One high and one low, the picture is extremely harmonious and beautiful.

The summer wind blows across Feng Canglan's face, and the broken hair at the temples is messy.

Under Zong Zhengyu's expectant gaze, Feng Canglan stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck with both hands and raised her head to kiss.

There was softness from the thin lips, Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his long arms subconsciously supported Feng Canglan's back.

The sunshine that just entered the summer is not too harsh, and it seems to have passed through a layer of light when it shines on the two of them.

The shadows of embracing and kissing were stretched.

The narrow and long Ruifeng eyes were clear and rational at the beginning, but gradually softened and indulged under Feng Canglan's attack.

He lifted it in the hands supporting his slender waist, turning his back on the guest.

Feng Canglan groaned softly, and Zong Zhengyu's heart contracted uncontrollably, from gentle and delicate at the beginning to absolutely strong.

After a long time, she felt that Feng Canglan felt a little uncomfortable before she backed away, rubbing her thumb against the moisture on her red lips, her phoenix eyes were as thick as ink.

A gust of wind blew over Feng Canglan's blushing cheeks, and the reflection of the sun sparkled in his pupils, dazzling.

"Yu Yu." Feng Canglan's hoarse voice sounded, and his shining eyes stared at Zong Zhengyu, as if he was the only one in the world, "I understand that you are worried."

"But... I still want to try."

"Even if the possibility of success is unlikely, I still want to try. If I try, I won't think about it all day long."

"If there is danger, withdraw immediately."

Her voice was already a little hoarse, but she deliberately softened it, and she was acting coquettishly, making people scratch their hearts with all their claws, wishing to agree immediately.

Even if you want the stars in the sky, you will immediately pick them off.

"Yu Yu." She looked up at Zong Zhengyu with full eyes, half-actingly, "Are you okay?"

She was charming to the bone, as if it would be a great sin not to agree to her.

Looking at the tenderness of the person in his arms, Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were as black as ink, rubbed the corner of his slightly swollen lips with his thumb, and rubbed him affectionately, "I lost, Lan'er."

(End of this chapter)