The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 958 Lan'er, how about... I'll exchange Silent Night back

The majestic Buddha, born with the heaven and the earth, has fallen to such a point.

If you hand over your sweetheart, he will be the only one in the Three Realms.

Su Heng raised his brows and eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Zong Zhengyu who was walking.

It is obviously a soul, and the consciousness born in different environments is very different.

"Daddy~"

Liu Cang ran over on his short legs, seeing his mother being hugged by his father, his baby voice was full of nervousness and worry, "Mother, what's the matter with you?"

"Are you hurt?"

"Nothing." Zong Zhengyu replied for Feng Canglan, and then turned his gaze to Su Heng, "Liu Cang has bothered me a lot during this period, and I will thank you another day."

"No problem."

Leaving the words of indifference and alienation, Su Heng walked back to the palace, his attitude towards Zong Zhengyu was completely the same as Ji Ye's.

"In this world, I'm afraid there will never be another such stupid god."

Su Heng's cold and ethereal voice continued to spread in Kunlun Mountain, and Feng Canglan, who was lying in Zong Zhengyu's arms, was stiff all over, with his eyes closed.

Yes, I really can't find a second one.

Zong Zhengyu noticed that the body of the person in his arms froze suddenly, and a trace of hostility flashed across his half-down eyebrows.

Going straight ahead, a golden light gate slowly emerged in front of him, he walked into it with Feng Canglan in his arms, and Liu Cang's short-legged steps were small but extremely fast, following closely behind.

The moment the three of them disappeared completely, Su Heng, who entered the palace, stood at the entrance of the palace.

The eyes are empty, without focus.

He just looked at it without looking at anything, and finally sighed softly.

Ji Ye was born with the heaven and the earth, born as a son of Buddha, Yuelao didn't have his marriage, and even the Sansheng Stone didn't have his name.

The two are doomed, there is no fate.

There was a trace of loneliness in his brows, looking into the distance, his eyes passed through layers of white mist, as if he wanted to see the person in his heart.

It is said that the lower realm has experienced calamity, but there is no news at all.

There was no trace of it in the Three Realms.

No matter what kind of catastrophe has been experienced, it has not been successful for tens of thousands of years.

A flash of reminiscence appeared on his cold brows, and he couldn't help but say, "Xi'er..."

Withdrawing his gaze and gathering his thoughts, Su Heng turned and entered the palace.

With thousands of years of loneliness and sadness in his back, he returned to the deserted palace.

The ice is fluttering, and the snow is flying.

The Galaxy Continent is covered with ice and snow, covered in white snow and covered in silver.

It's like a kingdom of ice and snow.

Feng Canglan sat in front of the window, watching the heavy snowfall outside, with no sadness, joy or emotion on his face.

It has been like this since I came back from Kunlun Mountain, depressed and unhappy.

She looked at Xue, and Zong Zhengyu was now looking at her from behind.

This state has passed for several days, and there is no sign of improvement.

Zong Zhengyu was fascinated by the movement in his hand, and when he lowered his head, he saw Liu Cang's black pearl-like pupils with doubts and inquiries.

Understanding the meaning, Zong Zhengyu nodded and let go.

Liu Cang immediately ran to Feng Canglan's side with short legs, "Mother~"

"Liu Cang will do a magic trick for you."

As he spoke, he stretched out one hand and spread it out, Feng Canglan turned his head attracted by the sound.

Liu Cang shook his little hand, "Do you see that there is nothing in Liu Cang's hand?"

"There's nothing." He put his empty hand behind his back, and suddenly stretched it out the next second, "Dangdangdang~"

After the empty hand swam on the back for a second, there was an extra plum blossom.

The little guy was triumphant, "Mother, it's not too hard to stay alive!"

Feng Canglan laughed softly and rubbed Liu Cang's head, "As long as you have a kindergarten culture, you won't be able to fool your mother like this."

The little guy didn't understand, but took the words as a compliment, danced and danced happily for a while, and handed over a blooming red plum in his hand, "Mother, here~"

Feng Canglan took it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, "It smells so good, thank you for keeping it~"

"Hey." Liu Cang smiled shyly and glanced back secretly.

Seeing the admiring gaze cast by his handsome and cruel father, his smile became brighter, and he floated up into the clouds as if he had drunk wine.

The interaction between father and son did not escape Feng Canglan's eyes, knowing who ordered what Liu Cang did, she put the red plums in a vase beside her.

A gust of cold wind blows, blowing through the red plums with a plum fragrance.

"Liucang, go out and play by yourself."

Zong Zhengyu's voice sounded, and Liu Cang, who was coquettish with Feng Canglan, immediately put away the smile on his face, "Mother, I'll go out to play first."

"Well, good." She leaned over and kissed Liu Cang's soft cheeks with a "pop", "Be careful."

"Yeah."

Liu Cang tiptoed and kissed Feng Canglan's face, and then ran out to play happily like a little bee.

Zong Zhengyu stood beside him, watching the scene where the mother was soft and the son was obedient, warm and healing.

Even the melancholy of the past few days has dissipated a lot.

"Lan'er." Zong Zhengyu walked up and held Feng Canglan's hand.Feeling the coldness, he folded his hands together and put Feng Canglan's hand in the middle of his palm.

"Why is it so cold, don't sit in the wind."

"It's nothing." Feng Canglan's tone was pale, Zong Zhengyu paused slightly with his clasped hands, his brows and eyes were half down, "Lan'er, Silent Night still has a faint consciousness."

boom--

A thunderstorm exploded in Feng Canglan's mind, she suddenly raised her head and her gaze was burning, her Qiushui eyes filled with excitement.

"Or, I'll replace him." The magnetic voice was exceptionally calm, as if he was talking about a very simple and common thing.

Feng Canglan's ecstasy and excitement were like sea water receding, her trembling red lips seemed to want to say something, but she never spoke.

"I don't want to watch either, Lan'er is depressed all day long."

"Would Lan'er be happy if he came back?" He asked earnestly with Ruifeng's eyes.

It seems that as long as Feng Canglan says yes, he will implement it immediately.

The two looked at each other, Feng Canglan's eyes were red, and a layer of mist gushed out.

Exchange Yuyu for Silent Night?

"Lan'er, how about...I'll exchange Silent Night back." He said seriously, not as if he was joking, and the tears that filled Feng Canglan's eyes fell one by one.

You can't have both, you can only choose one of the two.

"Lan'er." He looked into Feng Canglan's tear-filled eyes, "Don't cry, as long as you say change to Silent Night, I'll replace him right away."

His gaze was deep, and his magnetic voice was bewitching.

Feng Canglan's tears welled up even more, she bit her lips and stared at Zong Zhengyu, "You just won't agree to say that on purpose because of me!"

How could she agree!

Zong Zhengyu is her husband!It was to stay with my father!He is her beloved!

How can I agree!
After receiving the reply, the depth in Zong Zhengyu's eyes dissipated, and the dark light completely faded away.

"Let's live a good life." Feng Canglan said these words weakly.

She knew that Yu Yu was testing her.

Things have come to this point, there is no turning back and there is no way to achieve both, we can only seize the moment.

"I'll inform An Ran, and then I'll go back to the Nebula Continent. You look at Dian Liucang, be careful that he falls."

Zong Zhengyu stared at it for a while with his narrow phoenix eyes, "Okay."

"Yuyu, we must be good." This is what Ke Jiye got in exchange for disappearing.

The matter that was stuck in his heart was solved, Feng Canglan hugged Zong Zhengyu, then turned and walked out.

Looking at his back stepping into the snow, Zong Zhengyu's eyes flashed a trace of morbid satisfaction, and he went out to look for Liu Cang.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and Feng Canglan shuttled across the snow, with many snowflakes falling on his head and shoulders.

Walk through the corridor, pass the garden, and go straight to the Anran bedroom.

Just after turning around, a blue figure broke into sight, Feng Canglan paused, his eyes narrowed with vigilance.

"I really didn't expect that the dignified gods and Buddhas ended their longevity in this way."

(End of this chapter)