Then, she crookedly inserted the key into the keyhole, making everyone laugh in disdain.
Everyone thought she couldn't open it because the key was so ugly.
Changle put the key into the keyhole, and then laughed at herself, wondering where she could find the real key, it must be a fake.
The good things have been collected by others for a long time, so why are they buried underground in an inconspicuous place?
But just when she was not sure, she turned the key and heard a crisp "pop" sound, and the lock was opened!
"What...what's going on?"
While everyone was discussing, the door of the tomb was slowly opening.
The door moved to both sides, and the two stone doors opened with a crash, breaking the tomb lock.
This kind of mechanism is simply too overbearing, even more overbearing than the infrared rays Changle has seen, and the darkness inside the tomb made it difficult for everyone to see clearly.
When she saw Chang Le opening the tomb door, Feng Cang had the most exaggerated expression. She stepped forward in disbelief and stared at the slowly opening tomb door.
Looking at the rotten rusty key in Changle's hand, and then looking at her shining gold key, she felt very ironic.
Why can other people's rotten keys open it, but her authentic golden key can't?
"You, where did you get the fairy wine? Did you steal it and secretly exchange it for mine?" Feng Cang's voice was almost exhausted.
Now, she tried not to mention what she had said before, that whoever opened the door could enter, she was afraid that Changle and the others would think of it.
In this case, she won't be able to enter.
Changle snorted disdainfully and glanced sideways at her, "Your things are in your space, how can I change them?"
Everyone knows that space is their own private place, and no one can enter it unless the person is dead.
How can Changle get Fengcang's things stored in the space?
"Anyway, this is mine, and it shouldn't be yours!" After Feng Cang finished speaking, he ran to the tomb first.
At this moment, Chang Le coldly grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.
Chang Le snorted lightly, looked at Feng Cang with a cold expression, and said calmly: "Holy Son, what did you say just now?"
Feng Youran was quite cooperative. He walked up to Chang Le in a leisurely manner, gently pulled away Feng Cang's hand that wanted to grab Chang Le's hand, and pushed Feng Cang away. "Didn't you say just now, who would open the door?"
Anyone can enter the tomb. Qingfeng, Qingyu, you two are the law enforcers of the Dark Illusion Palace, and you have always been the most strict. Do you two, what you just said still count?"
After he finished speaking slowly, both Qingfeng and Qingyu's legs immediately softened.
The two of them had just gone along with what she said in order to flatter Feng Cang, saying that only those who could open the tomb could enter.
No one else can go in anyway.
Feng Youran and a bunch of his guards were staring at them. They had no choice but to look at Feng Cang apologetically and said in a low voice: "Yes, this is what happened. What we said
, count, count.”
"Just do the math, Cang'er, don't feel bad, we are also following your rules! Anyone coming, guard the tomb door. No one is allowed to enter except Changle and the people from this temple!"
Feng Youran's voice was very cold. He stood with his hands behind his back, put his hands on Chang Le's shoulders and prepared to go in.
At this time, his hand was gently pulled away by Chang Le, "I opened the door to the tomb. It's up to me to decide who can enter. You can't enter."