The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1091 Zong Zhengyu, don't dwell on the past
This is how many times he came back, he no longer remembers.

Just remember, for a long time.

Since Lan'er God Sacrifice filled the seal, he began to indulge in memories.

Walking through the bits and pieces of the two of them, seeing Lan'er was in pain and couldn't stop it.When the memories of getting along again are over, they return to the first encounter between the two, and experience the past of the two again.

Repeatedly, without stopping.

Lan'er can only be seen in the memory.

New memories are about to begin.

Zong Zhengyu closed his eyes slowly, and an ethereal voice came from above, "Zong Zhengyu, stop dwelling on the past and lock yourself in your memories."

"Canglan is already dead, it will be useless for you to do so."

Zong Zhengyu didn't wait for a new round to start, the voice didn't get a response and said again, "You look like this, even if Canglan is still angry."

"Have you forgotten the last sentence Cang Lan said?"

Zong Zhengyu opened his closed eyes, and Feng Canglan's words when he was drawn into the black hole filling the barrier rang in his ears.

Take care of Liucang, live a good life, and be happy every day.

At that moment, her smile was bright and brilliant, without the slightest fear of losing her mind.

"Since Canglan filled the seal, you have been obsessed with memories and never took care of Liu Cang."

"Zong Zhengyu, even if you don't want to give up, you have to have a degree. It's almost time to let go."

Zong Zhengyu's ancient well-free phoenix eyes climbed onto the spider's thread, and hostility spread all over his body, and a crack appeared in the festive new house, which shattered inch by inch like glass.

The house is full of lights and festoons, the new house disappears, and the surroundings turn into a pure white palace, surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Let it go?" Zong Zhengyu's voice was icy cold, and the hostility could be seen flickering in his eyes, "How can I let go!"

"How can!"

His hoarse voice suppressed violent emotions, Fuxi who was standing opposite frowned slightly, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were more than before for a few days.

"The dead are gone, and the Canglan God Sacrifice fills the seal, and it's hard for me, a father god, to let go."

"The only thing we can do is to do what Canglan told me last."

"Canglan asked you to take care of Liucang, let you live a good life, and told you to be happy every day."

"What did you do?"

Zong Zhengyu didn't respond, Fuxi said again, "This matter has nothing to do with Liu Cang, don't stubbornly blame Liu Cang for the seal of the Canglan God Sacrifice."

"He lost his mother at such a young age, and his grief and grief are no less than yours."

"Cang Lan puts Liu Cang on the tip of his heart. If Cang Lan still sees that you don't care about Liu Cang, he will be angry."

Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were silent, but his heart trembled deeply with no expression on his face.

That's right, Lan'er loves Liu Cang so much, if she knows that he didn't take good care of him as instructed, she will be angry.

but……

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was cold, "Lan'er won't be angry anymore."

"If she can come back, don't talk about getting angry and beating and scolding."

"But she...will never come back." The god sacrificed to the eternal forbidden place, and poured out his body to seal the Hunyuan Stone.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were half down, and his whole body was filled with a lonely atmosphere, like the inextricable snow on a snow mountain.

Fuxi stared at Zong Zhengyu for a long time, and finally sighed slightly, "You have locked yourself in your memory for more than ten years, almost."

"Take good care of Liu Cang, and don't disappoint Cang Lan's last entrustment."

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were empty, looking at the cloudless distance, he murmured in a low voice, "More than ten years."

In his memory, it seems that tens of millions of years have passed.

I can't remember how many times I have come back from the beginning, and how many times I have witnessed Lan'er's sacrifice.

Looking at it time and time again, my heart feels like a knife, numb with pain.

Morbid torment, even trying to save in memory.

"I see." His magnetic voice was quiet, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fuxi looked at the place where the figure disappeared with a solemn expression.

When it reappeared, the original cloud and mist turned into a piece of pitch black.

There is a breath of death everywhere, and there is no life in the eternal forbidden land.

Zong Zhengyu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the Hunyuan Stone bound by four chains, his voice choked up, "Lan'er, I'm here to see you."

(End of this chapter)