The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 931 Who are you!
Feng Moyi's face was pale, and the things she didn't want to recall kept replaying in her mind.

"boom--"

Feng Canglan charged up and pushed, and Feng Moyi was shaken and placed on the door of the Golden Palace.

"If you have a second inner alchemy, I should ruin this matter."

The voice as cold as a glacier hit her ears, and Yan Xiang felt like falling into an ice cellar.

The whole person froze in place in a daze, his mind was full of those few words Feng Canglan said, and Feng Canglan's blowing Feng Moyi away.

He is human!
Even if you get Ni Lin, it won't help much, and you can't use Ni Lin's hidden power at all!
Even if Feng Mo Yi Neidan is damaged, it is impossible for him to hurt Feng Mo Yi!

And... you forgot, who destroyed the inner alchemy, what does that mean?
Feng Moyi is the only imperial concubine of the Feng Clan. Her inner alchemy has been destroyed and it has long been known to everyone in the Lingrui clan, even in a state of seclusion.

It is rumored that Fengmo Inedan was destroyed by a human race, so that person could be...

Yun Chao?

"Give me the reverse scale!"

"Give me Ni Lin!"

"give me--"

Feng Moyi got up again, Feng Canglan clenched Nilin tightly, and the corner of her eye fell on Anran on the bed.

The heart is like being cut by a knife.

We can't delay any longer, we must get out of here!

"Want to reverse the scales? Okay." Her voice was cold and sharp, and she raised her hand, and something formed a parabola in the air.

The moment the thing was thrown out, Feng Moyi chased after it, and Feng Canglan's figure flashed to An Ran's side like the wind.

At the same time, Feng Moyi caught the thrown object, looked at the object in his palm, "How dare you lie to me!"

She had a ferocious expression on her face, and when she turned her head suddenly, she saw that the surrounding scenery seemed to be reversed and distorted.

Yan Yun's pupils shrunk deeply, and his eyes climbed to the sky with a murderous look, and he grabbed Feng Anran.

At the moment of grabbing, it passed directly through Feng Anran's body, and it is still the same when grabbing.

Can't catch it at all.

Yan Yun was furious, with a bloodthirsty and frightening aura lingering all over his body, "Feng An!"

"If you dare to run away, I will arrest you and break your legs!"

He growled incompetently and did not stop the dissipating figure.

Yan Xiang stared at the person who became transparent with Feng Anran in a daze, tears poured out uncontrollably, one drop after another.

Unlike Yan Yun who roared wildly, she was unable to stop her, and only watched for a moment.

Realization gradually blurred, more and more hazy.

The disappearing Feng Canglan turned his head when he noticed the despairing and sorrowful eyes, and his eyes collided with Yan Xiang's, and their eyes met.

After hesitating for a second, her cold voice sounded, "Yan Xiang, I'm sorry."

Taking advantage of Yan Xiang's affection for her, she tries to get close to Yan Yun to win Ni Lin.

After all, this little girl who was as innocent and innocent as An Ran was swept up in this muddy water.

Yan Xiang bit her lip and shook her head, tears fell one drop after another.

She doesn't want to be sorry, she just wants Yun Chao to stay.

It's a pity that the words that came to her lips were not spoken after all, because she knew it.

If you open your mouth, the other party will not stay.

Yun Chao really is, his heart and eyes are full of Feng An.

"An An!"

"Feng An! Don't go!" Yan Yun's tone changed from a strong one at the beginning to an almost pleading tone later on, but Feng Anran disappeared even faster in exchange.

He gritted his teeth, and his face was full of veins, "Feng An! Do you think you can escape?"

"Can you leave Eight Deserted Island?"

There were bursts of sinister and sinister laughter, which made people feel creepy, "Bahuangdao has strengthened the enchantment, and no one can break it except this Lord."

The moment the voice fell, the black resentment appeared in the air, and Feng Canglan's translucent figure looked back, seeming to be mocking or mocking.

Yan Yun's pupils, who were overwhelmed by violent anger and murderous aura, froze, and looked dumbly at the figure walking towards the teleportation formation, "Who are you!"

(End of this chapter)