The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1226 You Created Me With Love, Now You Are Destroying Me

The tattered puppet fell to the ground, fell to pieces, and kept chanting that she was Feng Canglan.

Jun Shiyu was startled by this scene, and turned to Zong Zhengyu, whose fox eyes were terrifying.

Before he could speak, Zong Zhengyu's hostile voice sounded first, "It's disgusting to use Lan'er's face."

His phoenix eyes were as black as lacquer, he stared at Jun Shiyu, and said two cold words from his thin lips, "Idiot."

"Let the puppet look like Lan'er again." His phoenix eyes turned sideways, and his terrifying eyes fell on the torn puppet.

No words, but the meaning is self-evident.

Zong Zhengyu withdrew his gaze and focused on the blood in his hands.

The torn puppet fell to the ground, and the dull Qiushui eyes gradually became emotional, "Husband... Husband, I am your Lanlan."

Jun Shiyu approached step by step, the dark pupils lost the initial shock, only calm and cold.

"No, you are not."

Lanlan is not something that can be copied by any technique, let alone replaced by anyone.

The puppet stared blankly, "No... I am!"

"I am Feng Canglan! I am your wife!"

Jun Shiyu didn't answer any more, and with a snap of his fingers, the appearance of Feng Canglan's puppet changed instantly.

She waved her stiff hand that she couldn't fully control, "No... no!"

"I can't change my appearance! This is my appearance!"

"I am Feng Canglan!"

"I am Feng Canglan!"

She tried her best to explain, but it was useless, the appearance that did not belong to her was slowly leaving.

In the end, she completely turned into a Xiaojiabiyu, with a delicate and pleasant appearance.

"No..." She covered her face, resisting and unwilling to accept, "This is not me!"

"I'm not like this! I'm Feng Canglan!"

Since she was born with consciousness, she was Feng Canglan's appearance, and Jun Shiyu kept calling her Feng Canglan.

She always thought that she was Feng Canglan.

Now that her appearance has changed drastically, she can't accept it and is in great pain.

"I am Feng Canglan! I am not like this!"

"You are not Feng Canglan." Jun Shiyu's words were not at all tactful, and he stabbed the puppet bloody, "This should be your original appearance."

"You are a puppet container made of flat peach wood, carrying Lanlan's soul, and you didn't expect to give birth to spiritual consciousness."

"No..." Puppet Nana shook his head, "I am Feng Canglan!"

"I am your wife! Your Lanlan!"

Jun Shiyu's fox eyes were dark and cloudy, "You are not!"

"I'm!"

"You told me I was Feng Canglan! You called me Madam!"

"You created me with love, but now you want to destroy me!"

"boom--"

There was a loud explosion, and the torn puppets were smashed to pieces.

Zong Zhengyu's pupils gleaming with blood were gloomy, and his hoarse voice was harsh, "Feng Canglan is not his, and you are not Feng Canglan either."

Suffering severe injuries, the puppet's body began to look like a peach tree.

His staring eyes were shocked, "I... I am Feng Canglan."

Ever since I was born, it's been a storm...

She stared blankly at the sky, a tear rolled from the tip of her eye, and her body gradually returned to its original state.

Holding his last breath, he looked at Jun Shiyu, only to see him staring at Blood Qi intently.

The whole person completely turned into a flat peach tree.

"It's almost done." The moment the puppet turned into a peach tree, Jun Shiyu stared at the blood and suddenly said.

The shattered illusory world has almost completely collapsed.

Zong Zhengyu's hands changed, and the blood sacrifice was about to be completed, "Lan'er, come back."

"Stop—"

(End of this chapter)