The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1527 Why do you feel that I can't tell the truth from the fake?

"If you want to divide the soul flower, dream!"

The puppet's face turned hard, and he clenched his hands tightly, and the moment he held it, the soul-splitting flower in his palm suddenly disappeared.

Her expression changed suddenly, and she turned around abruptly.

Suddenly, a blue figure hanging in mid-air broke into the line of sight.

The puppet's eyes were dark and prey, and his eyes were like torches.

Feng Canglan hangs in the air, with the blue soul-splitting flower floating in his palm, standing with one hand behind his back.

Just as the gods came to the world, the Creator came.

There is a sacred aura that makes people dare not look directly at it.

"Feng Canglan!" The puppet gritted its teeth.

Feng Canglan opened her eyes, looked down, her pupils were empty as if nothing could be reflected in her pupils, "Why do you feel that, I can't tell the real and fake soul flower."

"You deliberately!"

Knowing that the soul-splitting flower is fake, she still acted like this!
Feng Canglan's vermilion lips curled up slightly, her cold voice was indifferent, "It's just to play with you."

The puppet dreamed of defeating her, surpassing her.

Knowing that she was cheated, he will definitely take out the real soul-splitting flower after she leaves.

Just to show off your victory.

If you ask her again, she might not be able to bring out the soul-splitting flower, and she might not be able to bring it out for real.

I don't want to spend too much time here, and I don't want to waste my experience.

Just use the simplest and most effective way.

No, it's delivered to your door.

Feng Canglan put away the real soul-splitting flower, and stared down at the bottom.

The puppet has a hideous face and a distorted mentality.

But after a moment of adjustment, the face-changing speed is astounding.

"Goddess Canglan, oh no, you are not Goddess Canglan."

"What should I call you?" The puppet's smiling eyes concealed hostility, "Forget it, Goddess Canglan just yelled like that."

"Goddess Canglan stayed behind and sent me to this False God Realm. I am naturally grateful."

Feng Canglan's pupils moved slightly, quietly staring down.

"So what are you planning, and what do you want to do?"

Feng Canglan floated and turned his back to the puppet, this action made the puppet's eyes roll with murderous intent.

"Don't you want to replace me and become me?"

"I'll give you a chance."

"See if you can beat me and replace me after you practice in the False God Realm."

She left these words without looking back, and disappeared without a trace.

"This is your last chance. If you fail, I will never spare the life of the enemy."

The cold and ethereal voice wafted over the False God Realm.

The puppet clasped its hands in a "clack" sound, and its face was full of gloom.

"I will replace you!"

The snow was falling harder and harder, with no sign of letting up in the past few days.

The whole Qingqiu is covered in white, snow-capped, covered in silver, and the water and the sky are the same color.

Three days had passed before Feng Canglan came back, Zong Zhengyu opened the door and stepped out, standing by the door, watching and waiting.

The fluttering snow fell on his white hair and he couldn't see it at all.

One stop lasted the whole morning, and I took several photos of the snow falling on my body, but I still couldn't wait for Feng Canglan to come back.

Looking at the mountains and the sky, and looking at the white snow in front of him, Zong Zhengyu stroked the snow off his body again.

"It's late."

"Could it be..."

Zong Zhengyu's deep eyes under his sword eyebrows concealed unclear emotions.

His hand stroking the snow trembled slightly, and he was suddenly hugged from behind, "Could it be something?"

The slightly trembling hands stopped, and the wind and snow coldness came from behind, mixed with the fragrance that belonged to her alone.

Zongzheng Yufeng smiled, and his magnetic voice was slow, "Could it be that he was hooked by other vixen."

"Pfft."

Feng Canglan couldn't help laughing, let go of Zong Zhengyu's hand and walked to him, "Which fox is more attractive than my family?"

"It's like I'm returning to my heart..."

(End of this chapter)