The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 927 Didn't An An want me to let him go?
Feng Anran's deer eyes were gloomy, her pupils were dull, and the corners of her lips curled into a sarcasm, "What's the matter?"

Feng Moyi leaned over and approached Feng Anran.

The unhurried voice slowly overflowed, "Help me get Yanyun Nilin."

boom--

Feng Anran's pupils trembled, and on the gray pupils, the slender crescent eyebrows bulged.

Yan Yun against the scales?

Feng Moyi actually had this idea!

It's just... what is she going to do with Ni Lin?It's still Yan Yun Nilin!

The dragon's inverse scale, touch and die.

But... Although Nilin is hard, it is also the weakest point of protection. If Nilin is really gone, my sister might still have a chance!
Putting her thoughts away calmly, she opened her eyes, and an incomprehensible smile flashed across her gray pupils, "Mo Yidi Ji is flattering me."

"How can I get Ni Lin for you now?"

As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, exposing her body to the air with bruises all over her body, and the people watching were dripping with cold sweat.

Feng Moyi's eyes focused on Feng Anran, her face turned pale, her voice was shocked and uncertain, "You...you are..."

Under Feng Moyi's unbelievable gaze, her hoarse voice was like the sound of a broken bellows, ugly and weird, "The inner alchemy is damaged."

Her voice was very flat, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

The inner alchemy was destroyed and exploded beside Feng Moyi's ears, her pupils dilated inch by inch, and she only felt the pain in her abdomen that was torn apart by life reappeared.

Suppressing the disordered breath, her eyes returned to Feng Anran, she had already pulled up the quilt and covered it again.

"Who did you do this?" A hesitant question sounded, Feng Anran said calmly, "Yan Yun."

These two words made Feng Moyi's face full of astonishment, "How is it possible!?"

Doesn't Yan Yun like Feng Anran?

How could he be so cruel to her!

The inner alchemy to their Phoenix clan is like a spiritual root to human beings, once it is damaged, it will be a useless person.

How could Yan Yun ruin Feng Anran's inner alchemy! ?
As if seeing Feng Moyi's doubts in her heart, she hooked her lips, her lips were full of coldness, "My inner alchemy has been destroyed, and I can no longer use spells."

"Break my wings, break my legs, and block my retreat." So she couldn't leave.

In the future, she will not be able to use any spells of the Feng family, and she will not be able to use them even though she has a whole body of immortal power.

Sure enough, Yan Yun is still ruthless!
"So, I'm afraid I won't be able to work for you, cousin." She sighed, unable to hear any emotion, it seemed to be a sigh of regret.

"How...how is it possible? Doesn't Yan Yun like you!"

"Didn't he love you?"

"For you, he disregarded the relationship between the Phoenix and Dragon clans, and defied everyone's wishes to marry you! How could he ruin your inner alchemy!"

Feng Anran's inner alchemy was destroyed!
Yan Yun destroyed it with his own hands!That Yanyun can still trust her! ?

What about her reverse scale!
She doesn't want to be a useless person forever!She must get Nilin and retrain the inner alchemy!
"Love me?"

Feng Anran seemed to have heard some big joke, she was lying on the bed and trembling with laughter, "Do you really believe it?"

"If he loves me, he won't disregard my wishes, or force him to marry me without even asking!"

"If he loves me, he won't destroy my inner alchemy just to prevent me from leaving!"

"It's just the tyranny of the dragon nature."

Yan Yun's body is a dragon, but this is just the vicious nature of the dragon.

No matter what it is, regardless of the other party's wishes, forcefully get it.

As for preventing her from leaving and ruining Neidan, it was just his overbearing that could not be resisted!

The majestic Dragon Clan, Dragon Lord, how could he tolerate someone rebelling against him!
If it is love!Even with a little love!
It is absolutely impossible to do it, to destroy Neidan's practice in order to prevent her from leaving!

To put it bluntly, she and him are just a pet.

Yes, a pet that can be coaxed when it is happy and killed when it is not.

If the pet wants to run, it directly destroys the ability to escape.

Feng Anran's words were like a basin of cold water, pouring cold water on Feng Moyi's heart.

A trace of panic flashed in her half-covered pupils.

how so!
Yan Yun is not as affectionate as rumored by the outside world, and he is even wary of Feng Anran.

How to get the reverse scale! ?
Could it be that she will be a useless person for the rest of her life!

No no no!Absolutely not!
She quickly stabilized her mind, looked at Feng Anran whose inner alchemy was also damaged, glanced at the mottled red marks on her fair neck, half-closed her eyes, "Anran, you can do it."

"Look..." Feng Moyi's eyes fell on the bruised purple marks, "You can still get close to Yan Yun, as long as you can get close to you, you can do it."

"An Ran..." There was a hint of haste and bewilderment in her voice, "Don't you want to save Feng Canglan?"

"You can understand Yan Yun's character very well, maybe there will be a killing order someday."

"This is Bahuang Island, and I am the only one who can take you out."

"Feng Canglan came to Bahuang Island to find a way to save you, do you really want to watch her die here?" Her voice became softer and softer, but it also hit her heart more and more directly.

Feng Anran's hand holding the quilt suddenly tightened, obviously listening to Feng Moyi's words.

"How kind Feng Canglan was to you in the Galaxy Continent."

"Do you really have the heart to watch your best sister die on Bahuangdao?"

Feng Anran's whole body was tense, her red lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were worried, hesitant, and struggling.

In the end, she let go of the hand that pulled into the quilt suddenly, as if she was relieved.

"it is good."

A word seems to use all the strength.

A look of joy flashed across Feng Moyi's eyes, her eyes traced Feng Anran's facial features, and her voice was bewitching, "Cousin must learn to use her strengths, you are very cute as a girl."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, and continued, "Yan Yun is really a dragon, and the dragon's nature is obscene."

After that, she straightened her bent body and smiled meaningfully, "Then, I will wait for good news from my cousin."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Moyi's figure disappeared in the Golden Palace.

The wind blew into the hall through the open window, causing the bed curtain to move slightly.

Feng Anran caressed the shaking bed curtain with her fingertips, the corners of her mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, her eyes were clear and sharp, she didn't look like she was bewitched just now.

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Yan Yun, who had just come out of the Golden Palace, was full of low air pressure, his face was gloomy, but the flush at the corners of his eyes had not completely faded.

"Lord Dragon."

"Dragon Lord!"

Wherever they passed, the guards saluted tremblingly.

As if he had never heard of it, he went straight to the depths of the prison, and finally stopped in front of a cell.

Feng Canglan, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, had already heard the sound of saluting outside, but she remained there without moving, and she didn't even lift her eyes.

Yan Yun stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the people in the cell, with murderous intent in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the door of the cell opened, and Feng Canglan quietly opened his eyes.

The two stood and sat, one high and one low, with their eyes facing each other.

Feng Canglan lives in a low place, but she doesn't shrink from the stage at all.

"An'an wants me to let you go."

After he finished speaking, he smiled sinisterly, "I will give you a chance for An An's sake."

Feng Canglan concentrated and didn't understand what he meant, just when he was about to speak, he was swept away by a gust of wind.

Staggered by the gust of wind, he hurriedly stabilized his figure, only to realize that the surroundings were no longer a prison cell.

Raising his eyes, he met Feng Anran's slightly surprised eyes on the bed.

The two looked at each other, Yan Yun had a panoramic view, his dark pupils flashed with murderous intent, and a gloomy voice sounded, "Didn't An An want me to let him go?"

He pinched Feng Anran's chin, and forcibly turned her gaze away from Feng Canglan, "Then, you must serve me well."

(End of this chapter)