The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1753 Your performance is too bad, I will not accompany you!
"Your performance is too bad, I will not accompany you!"

Feng Canglan pulled his legs to leave, and Zong Zhengyu's hoarse shout sounded from behind, "Lan'er!"

"Lan'er, don't go!"

"Lan'er, I was wrong! Don't go!"

Little by little, he dragged his broken legs to crawl out, crawling continuously in the ice and snow, chasing Feng Canglan.

However, Feng Canglan was nowhere to be seen in the vast white snow.

The wind is blowing, the snow is drifting, and the chill is howling.

The sound of "whoosh" made the falling snow flutter, and Zong Zhengyu, who was crawling in the snow on the ground in Tsing Yi, was particularly obvious.

Countless members of the Feng clan were astonished.

That's a demon god, how could he fall to such a point.

But no one dared to step forward, not even a voice of gossip.

If you see it, leave immediately.

"Lan'er, I was wrong! Don't go!"

"do not go!"

He stopped on the snowy ground and roared, Feng Anran who was not far away frowned slightly when he saw this scene, "Sister... why don't you send brother-in-law back."

Feng Canglan looked deeply into Qiushui's eyes, and kept hypnotic telling herself in her heart.

Zong Zhengyu is pretending and acting.

He is a demon god!

To be so embarrassed is to sell miserably, just to soften my heart!

He knew in his heart that he deliberately made such an appearance to make her feel soft.

But she still turned back in the dark halfway without disappointment, watching secretly in the dark.

Hold on!

absolute!Absolutely not to be fooled!

Feng Canglan closed her eyes, her whole body was tense, and she opened her eyes after hinting countless times.

The blue figure in the snow came into view, and the heart wall she had just built collapsed in an instant, and she strode away, stopping in front of the blue figure.

Zong Zhengyu's red phoenix eyes sparkled with excitement, "Lan'er, you finally..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Canglan dragged him back by his wrist, "Don't be ashamed of yourself here."

"It doesn't matter if you are ashamed, don't take me with you."

The words were as cold as ever, but the anger and worry inside was real.

A look of joy appeared on Zong Zhengyu's pale face, and he let Feng Canglan drag him along.

Feng Anran frowned even more watching this scene, stared for a long time before turning and leaving.

"Snapped!"

After the palace door closed, Feng Canglan threw Zong Zhengyu onto the bed, "If you want to die, don't die in my place."

"Lan'er."

"I know I was wrong."

"Don't be angry."

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he followed the trend.

Feng Canglan's eyes fell on Zong Zhengyu's leg, "Undo the sealing technique, don't think that I will take care of a cripple."

Zong Zhengyu did not make a sound, and released the sealing technique according to Feng Canglan's request, and the broken legs recovered automatically when the technique returned.

"Lan'er..."

Feng Canglan stopped Zong Zhengyu when she wanted to say something, she turned around and walked to the seat facing the bed, and sat down, "Explain."

After all, she added, "Don't fool me by telling me when the time comes."

"You know, I have a bad temper."

"The most important thing is that it is unfeeling."

"Anything can be done."

She crossed her arms and looked across, like a policeman interrogating a prisoner.

The sharp eyes seem to be able to see through all lies.

The hall was silent.

Feng Canglan looked straight away, waiting for an explanation from the other side.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Countless seconds passed, and Zong Zhengyu didn't make a sound or move.

Feng Canglan sneered, with indifference spreading across his face.

Don't want to say?
Then never say it.

With a sneer on Lian's face, Feng Canglan got up and left directly.

Zong Zhengyu's phoenix eyes covered with spider silk shrank slightly, and a hoarse voice sounded anxiously, "Let me explain!"

(End of this chapter)