The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1884 Didn't enjoy the flowers together in the coming year, she made up for it a hundred years later

Qiu Shui's gaze was calm and indifferent.

A breeze blows, blowing blue-purple petals flying all over the sky.

She withdrew her gaze, turned around and walked deeper.

Finally stopped under a jacaranda tree.

The jacaranda is in full bloom, like a flower umbrella.

As the breeze blows, the petals float down.

The cyan figure stood under the tree, like a beautiful painting.

She stretched out her hand to touch the tree trunk, her eyes sparkled, and the tip of her eyes turned red, "Du, it's grown so big."

Feng Canglan looked at the giant tree and smiled brightly.

"very nice."

He saw it.

Let's enjoy the flowers together in the coming year, so she doesn't count as a missed appointment.

Doesn't count.

Just brushing past, it can be regarded as admiring the flowers together.

Feng Canglan's hand touching the tree trunk slipped down, and a tear fell silently from the tip of his eyes.

The sky collapsed and collapsed, and it should perish forever.

But she didn't.

She dawned at dawn and was born anew with sunrise.

No reason, no idea why.

Those resurrected blood sacrificed common people are also alive and well, showing no signs of dying.

After she was born, she watched Feng Anran become a goddess in the False God Realm, guarding one side and guarding one side.

Watching Yunya ascend the throne, under his rule, Haiyan and Heqing prospered.

Jun Shiyu was also resurrected, but his fate was too affected and he could not be reversed, and he would never come out of Buzhou Mountain.

The sacred tree incarnates as a jacaranda to accompany Jun Shiyu forever, and gets the favor he longs for.

Liu Cang was brought by Yunya's side, and his temper was still cold.

Zong Zhengyu walked alone in the Nebula Continent, like a walking dead, without a soul.

Distressed, but dare not approach.

Her appearance will definitely disrupt the cause and effect of fate, so she can only watch it in the False God Realm.

Today is the time when he traveled here.

She still couldn't hold back, and transformed into a form.

Come and go, lost a hundred years of promise.

In the coming year, we will not enjoy the flowers together.

She made it up a hundred years later.

Although it was late, I did not miss the appointment anyway.

They passed by just now, they were so close, but they couldn't recognize each other.

Pretend not to know each other, stranger.

Feng Canglan took a deep breath, pulled out a bright smile and looked up at the jacaranda tree above his head.

Now that I see you, I can no longer be greedy.

He had seen the jacaranda, and the bite marks on his neck were still there.

This is the best proof that she ever existed.

Now, everyone is fine, this is the best ending.

Every life is fine.

Feng Canglan looked sideways, looking at the direction Zong Zhengyu left.

In this way, Yu Yu is a human being, and his fate is precious.

She can no longer appear to disturb his fate.

"Yuyu."

Feng Canglan's voice was slightly hoarse, but his smile was bright, "There will be no future."

Without her intervention, Yuyu would be precious and rich forever.

She will be as she says.

Blessings in the name of God.

Feng Canglan closed his eyes, disconnected his sight, and disappeared in place.

A gust of wind rose, and the blown petals flew over the entire mountain.

Zong Zhengyu, who had reached the foot of the mountain, paused slightly and slowly stretched out his hand.

A jacaranda petal lay in the palm.

Soft and clear.

Zong Zhengyu stared at her with deep black phoenix eyes, held the petals for a long time and continued walking.

The knuckles of his fingers holding the petals turned white, but he was cautious.

The ultimate conflict.

Void God Realm

Feng Canglan stepped out of the white mist, watching the small model simulating the mountains and rivers of the lower realm pass by.

The clear glass beads hanging above the rockery glow with divine brilliance.

Feng Canglan stopped and stared away.

This clear glass bead didn't seem to be like this before?
She raised her head, and the Qingli beads automatically flew into Feng Canglan's palm.

A crack on the clear glass bead came into view impressively, and figures moved under the crack...

(End of this chapter)