The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 802 Yunya, You Hid Deeper Than This Deity
Sulin stared at Yunya with a serious expression on his face.

What responded to him was Yun Ya's blow, Su Lin's sword eyebrows were pressed slightly, and the folding fan in his hand twirled.

The incoming blow rotated on Sulin's fan, his face grew colder upon contact, and he bounced back.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang, and ashes from the garden flew up, blocking the view.

Su Lin stared closely at the turbid place, and saw the ashes slowly dissipating, and the people inside gradually emerged and finally fully revealed.

In the place filled with ashes, Yunya is still dressed in white clothes and hair, not stained with dust.

"Who are you!" Sulin uttered again, squinting her eyebrows and eyes full of inquiry, and passed inch by inch over Yunya.

Yun Ya is an ice-type spiritual root, and the spell she used just now was not what ice-type should have.

The most important thing is that the last two attacks are not spiritual power, but...

One of the two was on the roof, the other was in the garden, and the eyes of one high and one low collided.

A strange atmosphere spread from all around.

The folding fan in Su Lin's hand closed with a "snap", watching Yun Ya's gaze from scrutiny and exploration to the last with a deep meaning.

"This deity always thought that I was the most deeply hidden oriole. I never thought that you, Yunya, could hide deeper than this deity."

Originally thought that Yun Ya was just an ordinary person, but unexpectedly...

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze swept across the blue sky.

Unexpectedly, the person who was caught at random in order to avoid suspicion ten thousand years ago would have such a deep secret.

It seems that the future will only get more and more exciting.

"I have underestimated you, brother."

The clear and clear voice kept echoing in the air, and Su Lin's figure was no longer seen on the roof.

Yunya's faintly reddened lavender pupils turned around, and she looked at the burnt and collapsed jacaranda tree without moving.

The white brocade boots stepped on the ashes, standing beside the charred jacaranda tree, he squatted down slowly.

His bony fingers caressed the jacaranda tree that had turned into black carbon, "It's... gone again."

Qinglie's voice was unusually flat, but after the calm, there was a sense of tranquility before the storm.

"Ling'er..." The indifferent call was gentle and tender, as if she was saying the most beautiful love words in the world, "This... is you and me, is it destined to end?"

He suddenly withdrew his fingers caressing the jacaranda tree, slowly got up and looked at the blue sky, and said in a clear voice, "It won't be like this."

Heaven
Feng Canglan followed Feng Moyi forward, looking around regardless of the pain on her body, her brows and eyes were full of worry.

Yuyu, you must not be in trouble.

Feng Moyi led Feng Canglan along the way, attracting a lot of attention, watching Feng Canglan whisper, "This is the person who reopened the Demon Realm and caused turmoil in the Three Realms?"

"But no matter how you look at it, she is just a woman from the human world. How can she reopen the Demon Realm?"

"It is said that she has the ability to control time."

"what!"

Surrounded by violence, staring at Feng Canglan is full of disbelief.

"The ability to control time? Time master? How is it possible?"

"She is a human, how can a human have such heaven-defying power?"

"Not to mention humans, not even immortals, or even ancient gods born from the beginning of the world, no one can control time!"

Everyone's eyes were flickering with jealousy and reluctance. Jealousy, such a heaven-defying ability, appeared in one person.

"With such power, they reopened the Demon Realm and released the Demon Realm to harm the human world."

"Where does she deserve to have such power!"

The eyes of countless immortals staring at Feng Canglan changed, like a hungry wolf staring at a delicious lamb.

The power to control time, if you can use it for yourself.

Will be invincible, no rivals.

This is an ability against the sky and violates the laws of the Emperor of Heaven.

Many immortal families had small calculations in their hearts, and their accusations against Feng Canglan became even more violent.

Feng Canglan swept around, and finally withdrew his gaze and continued walking, turning a deaf ear to those scolding voices, as if he didn't hear them.

There were constant scolding around, and Feng Moyi had a bright smile in her eyes.

In this way, everyone in the heavens knew that it was Feng Canglan who reopened the Demon Realm and released the Demon Race.

Even if... Shangshen really didn't forget it, he still had to worry about it.

After walking all the way, the surrounding voices scolded all the way, and the scolding became louder and louder.

Beside Tianzhu

A figure appeared, looking at the backs of the two away like the other immortals.

Her gaze was fixed on Feng Canglan's back, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Si Ming Xingjun, are you also looking at that human world girl?"

"How can a mere person control the time, and can he find out what's going on?"

Si Ming Xingjun looked back, "It's the human race."

After leaving a word, he turned and left. The person who asked the question looked back and looked at the direction where the back disappeared, showing a greedy look in his eyes.

After walking a certain distance, Si Ming Xingjun stopped and looked back, looking in the direction where the figure disappeared.

No lie, all the information she knows shows that she is a human race.

But it is precisely because of this that it is even more strange.

A human race turned out to be the master of time.

If it is said that he is the chosen son of heaven, then... what happened during the calamity of the Emperor of Heaven?

The calamity of the Heavenly Emperor was written by her herself, but in the end it has nothing to do with it.

This is really too strange, even for the prince of the Heavenly Clan, she wrote the history of calamity, and it is absolutely impossible to deviate from such an outrageous way.

Even if the Emperor of Heaven goes through the calamities in the lower realm, it is impossible to deviate from Si Ming and write the fate.

In the end...what is the reason that caused the Heavenly Emperor to be so outrageous during the calamity.

This Feng Canglan should not have any connection with the Heavenly Emperor from the beginning to the end.

Really, this is the first time in 10,000+ years.

The accusations became smaller and smaller, and the surroundings became quieter and quieter.

Feng Canglan raised his eyes to check, and Feng Moyi suddenly stopped in front of him.

She looked around, and saw Liu Ye's eyebrows frowning tightly around the strange and familiar surroundings.

Tiangong hall?

Back in time tens of thousands of years ago, she was caught once!
Feng Moyi...why did you bring her here?

She...is a Celestial Clan! ?
Feng Moyi paused for a moment and stepped into the hall, followed closely by Feng Canglan, observing the surroundings from the corner of her eye the moment she entered the hall.

The hall was unusually quiet, so eerie that it made one's scalp tingle.

So quiet, doesn't it mean that Yuyu has entered the heaven?
Could it be that it's over?

Thinking of this, Feng Canglan's heart suddenly tightened, and cold sweat ran down his back.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven." Feng Moyi stopped and bowed her head.

The voice pulled her thoughts back, Feng Canglan raised her head slightly, and saw a purple figure from the back above the high hall.

She raised her brows, this back is so familiar...

It seems... where have I seen it?

"Feng Moyi."

A cold voice sounded in the hall, as if oozing with chill, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, "Go down to the world privately."

Feng Moyi's face turned pale suddenly, and she knelt down on one knee with a plop, "My servant went down to the realm without permission, I deserve to die, please be punished by the Emperor of Heaven!"

God?

Feng Canglan stared at the crimson figure deeply, her face became more and more serious.

"Punishment?" Liang Bo's voice was abnormally cold, "This emperor will not punish, but will reward."

Feng Moyi's face was slightly stagnant, and she raised her head in confusion.

The crimson figure turned around slowly, and the cool voice said, "This time, you did a very good job."

boom--

Feng Canglan's eyes were full of astonishment, staring in disbelief at the extremely familiar face that turned around——

(End of this chapter)