Changle glanced at him in surprise and whispered: "Really, whoever can open the door of this tomb can enter?"
Feng Youran immediately nodded, carrying Feng Cang far away, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, if she dares to attack you, I will beat her into a pig's head! Don't worry and try boldly.
, if it doesn’t work, I won’t regret it either.”
After hearing Feng Youran's suggestion, Changle felt that his suggestion was good, just as she thought.
She took advantage of Feng Cang and others' unpreparedness and quickly walked to the tomb door. When she was about to open it, Feng Cang's cold voice came from behind her, "Bitch, what are you doing?"
Changle felt her scalp numb and her whole body cold, but she was not afraid of Feng Cang. She turned around and saw Feng Youran standing in front of Feng Cang, who was staring at her fiercely.
"Only you are allowed to try, but we are not allowed to try? Your family opened this tomb? I want to try too, isn't it possible?" Changle said coldly, looking at Fengcang with a look of disdain.
Feng Cang then raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer, "Even you can try it? Do you have a wine jar? Do you have a key? Don't forget, there is only one such wine jar in the world, and there is only one key in the world. Even I can't.
It can’t be opened, but you can open it even with your three-legged cat skills? Don’t laugh so hard!”
Changle shrugged nonchalantly and spread his hands, "I also have a wine jar like this. I want to take it out and try it out. If it doesn't open, I'll just play with it!"
"What? You have it too? Impossible! This is the treasure my father gave me. There is only one in the world. It is absolutely impossible for you to have it!" Feng Cang stared at Chang Le in disbelief, with an arrogant expression on his face.
Changle still looked indifferent, "I'll find a jar of wine myself, throw the key in to soak it, and then try again, doesn't it work? What, you bite me?"
She had just finished speaking, and Feng Youran couldn't help but chuckle, "That's right, Changle, ignore her and try quickly!"
Chang Le hummed, and when she saw Feng Youran actually blocking Feng Cang, her impression of him immediately changed.
This man, unlike the Holy Son of Darkness, didn't seem very alienated. Everything he did to her was like a friend.
She didn't have time to think about this now, so she slowly took out the wine jar from the space.
Suddenly, a thick and strange aroma spread in all directions. The aroma of this wine was stronger, mellower and more fragrant than that of Fengcang. It was simply fragrant and the fragrance lingered for a long time.
And in the distance of the forest, a giant beast suddenly roared, roaring with a roar that shook the earth.
"The wave of monsters! This!" Feng Cang opened his mouth in surprise and shook his head hurriedly, "Impossible, this can't be true, this must be fake!"
In fact, Changle was not sure whether what she said was true or false, but when she heard the wave of monsters, she quickly unscrewed the lid of the wine jar.
Then, in front of everyone, she made a surprising decision.
"Abominable wave of monsters, I hate you!" Changle roared. She could no longer bear the pain of being chased by monsters. The source of all this was because of this jar of wine.
Feng Cang said that you have to worship the gods before you can drink it. She didn't care about the gods. She wanted to drink the wine now to avoid wasting it on others and to prevent the monsters from rushing over to surround her.
It is estimated that the Jiao King underground has already been so angry with Chang Le that he is happy.
As soon as he raised his head, Chang Le pointed the wine jar at his mouth and drank heavily.