The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1462 Silent night, it's time to go after playing enough
Once upon a time, whenever she saw Zong Zhengyu in danger or weak and painful, she would feel extremely distressed.

Looking at it now, there is nothing else but funny.

If a routine is successfully used repeatedly, it can only prove that the person is willing to be used.

But today, she doesn't want to.

"Ji Ye, it's time to go when you've had enough fun."

Her voice was calm, without any mood swings.

Ji Ye in the hall froze, her phoenix eyes showed self-mockery, Lan'er didn't feel sorry for him after all.

Ji Ye stood up slowly, watching the black energy rushing out from the collapsed bamboo house, the black devil energy lingering around the bamboo house, and the collapsed bamboo house returned to its original position.

The collapsed bamboo houses are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Canglan, who was watching calmly, couldn't help but chuckle, and then the cold wind swept through his eyes, and a wave of pure spiritual power burst out with a wave of his hand.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the half-restored bamboo house was shattered and collapsed.

Ji Yerui's phoenix eyes trembled, and just as she was about to recover again, the objects that fell on the ground turned into stars and dissipated in the air.

You can see it, but you can't catch it.

"Do not……"

"do not want!"

He roared tremblingly, and the demonic energy enveloped him to stop him from disappearing, but it was of no use. He could only watch the bamboo house that carried countless sweet memories of the two of them dissipate before his eyes.

The last bit dissipated, and Manfeng's demonic energy was vented.

Ji Ye's eyes were red, and her phoenix eyes were as black as ink, "Lan'er, do you really want to do this?"

"This bamboo house is not in the way of you."

Feng Canglan stood against the light, with an elegant smile, "Nothing hinders me."

"But shouldn't broken things be thrown away?"

"For things that have been broken, there will always be cracks in the restoration, no matter how perfect it is."

A few words, through the overtones.

Ji Ye's expression froze slightly, should the broken ones be thrown away?No matter how perfect the recovery is, there will always be cracks?

He defended difficultly, with a hoarse voice, "Even if it's broken, there should be feelings, and you shouldn't abandon it."

"If it's broken, you should abandon it even if you have feelings."

"It's useless to keep it, shouldn't it be discarded?"

Ji Ye's thin lips trembled slightly, her phoenix eyes stared deeply at Feng Canglan not far away.

The wind blew gently in front of the two of them, Ji Ye frowned and said in a low voice, "Lan'er, you are so ruthless."

Feng Canglan, who was originally smiling and gentle, suddenly changed his face, his eyes were covered with ice-cold frost, and his sharp edge was like a beast being attacked.

"I'm ruthless?" She smiled strangely, "I'm ruthless!?"

"You have the nerve to call me ruthless!?"

"In front of you, how dare I call it ruthless!"

"After all, you can completely ignore what happened. After all, you can withdraw cleanly. After all, you can still point your sword at me!" Feng Canglan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder.

"Called ruthless in front of you! I, Feng Canglan, deserve it!"

After repeated scolding, the silence under the withered wisteria tree was strange.

Ji Ye's eyes froze, and he looked at the other side deeply.

Sensing that his emotions were out of control, Feng Canglan immediately turned his back to adjust his emotions.

After she calmed down, the sun shone on her clear and peaceful face, even if it added a bit of softness to it, it would be difficult to integrate the bone-chilling chill all over her body.

"I'm just ruthless."

"You just know?"

Leaving a word, Feng Canglan left without waiting, leaving Jiye alone under the dead tree.

The sun poured down, without the cover of the branches and leaves, passing through the withered branches and falling on Ji Ye, adding a sense of sadness and depression.

The bamboo house has been destroyed, the wisteria tree has withered, and the hollyhock they planted together is completely dead.

Everything hints at the silent night, and I really can't go back.

He came to the dead tree, put one hand on the tree trunk and silently shed a tear from the tip of his eyes.

The next moment, Ji Ye closed his hands and left.

The once picturesque mountain peaks are sad and barren.

At the same time, in the dark cave, a person slowly opened his eyes...

(End of this chapter)