"I'm not interested in what the Holy Princess is! If you are interested, you can do it yourself." Chang Le narrowed his eyes slightly.
She has fallen in love with Chu Wuyou, so she will be his forever and will never betray him.
As for Feng Youran, he can go as far as he wants.
At this time, Feng Cang, who was extremely angry, had already shouted coldly. She quickly stepped forward, tapped Chu Changan's acupuncture points several times, and fed a bottle of white liquid into his body.
Slowly, Chu Changan regained his vitality. He was not as calm as before, but his eyes were very dull.
Fengcang glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "I saved your life. From now on, you are my Fengcang. I tell you to go east, but you are not allowed to go west."
After saying that, she waved her hand and had someone take the dizzy Chu Changan away.
Then, she glared at Feng Youran again, "You are sure you want to go against me, aren't you?"
"Isn't it already?" Feng Youran sneered and spread his hands. He had already started to oppose Feng Cang. She still asked, does she not have eyes?
Feng Cang was so angry that she gritted her teeth. However, after coldly blowing her sleeves, she walked to the door of the tomb.
Then, two law enforcers followed and guarded the door tightly, as if they were unwilling to let anyone in.
Feng Cang raised the corners of her mouth slightly, hugged the wine jar tightly, and then, in front of everyone, she placed the wine jar outside the tomb door.
The dragon pattern on the tomb door is vividly carved, staring at the people outside with open teeth and claws.
After Fengcang put the wine jar in place, she slowly unscrewed the wine jar. She used great strength, at least using all the strength of the Three Star Martial Emperor to unscrew the wine jar.
Suddenly, a strong fragrance of osmanthus wine overflowed, and everyone who smelled it felt relaxed.
Feng Cang looked into the wine jar proudly, and slowly took out a golden key from inside.
Suddenly, bursts of golden light emitted from the golden key, dazzling everyone's eyes.
At this time, everyone was staring at Feng Cang expectantly. Feng Cang sneered and waved the golden key in front of Chang Le and Feng Youran.
Changle stared at her with cold eyes, thinking of the wine jar in his own space. Could there be nothing in it?
How could the things in the Dark Illusion Palace be fake? It is said that they were obtained by the Dark Holy Emperor for Feng Cang.
Therefore, her altar must be fake, and there is probably nothing in it.
She crossed her arms, looked at Feng Cang quietly, and sighed slightly in her heart.
With Fengcang's temper, she would definitely not let herself go in to hunt for treasures.
At this time, Feng Cang had already placed the golden key in front of the bronze lock. The tomb door could only be opened for one day. If it was not entered as soon as possible, it would disappear.
Of course, you have to come out within the time after entering, otherwise people will also disappear.
She gently inserted the key into the keyhole. She thought the tomb door would open just like that, but to her surprise, the keyhole made no response at all.
"What's going on? Why can't it be opened?" Feng Cang narrowed his eyes and glanced sharply at the keyhole.
Then, like an ordinary person who cannot open the door, she put the golden key in front of the keyhole and scratched it left and right, poked it left and squeezed it right.
The key can fit into the keyhole, but the tomb door won't open no matter how hard it is twisted.
"It's weird, the lock must be broken. After so many years, the lock has been broken for a long time!" Feng Cang roared coldly, his face distorted with anger.
The two law enforcers also stared at her with serious faces. Qing Feng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Saint, you will definitely open it. The golden key given by the Holy Emperor must be correct!"