Upon hearing Elder Huang's words, Feng Youran's sleeves were suddenly brushed coldly, and he immediately fanned out a strong wind, making his whole person look terrifyingly gloomy.
"I'll say it again, she didn't kill the person. Anyone who dares to doubt it should come forward!"
His cold voice resounded across the land, and as soon as he said it, everyone was so frightened that they quickly took a step back.
Everyone was trembling, and no one dared to say what they had said before.
Even if she knew it was Changle who killed him, there was nothing she could do.
Changle's black eyes swept over Feng Youran lightly, he was not interested in her, and he didn't need him to do anything for her.
Seeing that everyone did not dare to say anything, Feng Youran stood up coldly, then quickly rushed forward like a snake, and hugged Chang Le in her arms.
Chang Le was so angry that he raised his leg and stepped on his foot hard, "Let me go! Otherwise I will kill you!"
Feng Youran easily clasped Chang Le's hands and feet with her left hand, stretched out her right hand and gently slid it on Chang Le's fair and tender face, and said in a teasing voice: "It's better not to be too strong for a woman. If a woman is too strong, there will be no women."
Taste. I still like women who are soft, that way they are more feminine!"
"Bah! I don't like you. You like the weak White Lotus, which I don't like, and I don't need your likes, pervert! Narcissist!" Chang Le used all the curse words he could think of on Feng You.
But on the body.
Feng Youran just sneered very evilly, and said slowly in her ear: "It's very pitiful, you are about to become a perverted woman like me. You and I are both the same kind of people, cold and bloodthirsty, so we are exactly the same."
right."
"Who is going to be a couple with you? Don't be sentimental, I'm warning you, let me go immediately." Xiao Qi and the others in Changle Space were already ready to make a move.
Xiao Qi, Xiao Xian'er, and Xiao Xiangxiang were all jumping anxiously inside, all worried about Chang Le.
Changle's consciousness suddenly moved and told them not to act rashly for the time being, she would find a way to deal with this devil.
At this moment, the fire seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and it would soon burn down the mountain.
Elder Huang hurriedly said to Feng Youran: "Holy Son, what should I do? The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and I am afraid it will burn down the foundation under the tomb, and then all the treasures inside will be destroyed."
Feng Youran glanced at him coldly, then moved forward and let Chang Le go.
He raised his hands side by side and slowly injected his spiritual power.
When Chang Le saw that the mental power was the same as Chu Wuyou's, it was a very complicated mixed color, not a certain color at all.
It can be said that he has nine colors.
At this time, she had already seen a large area of ice and snow condensing in front of him. He then burned the ice and snow to the top of the mountain, and suddenly, rain poured down from the sky.
At this time, he increased his strength and continued to use his mental power, and soon there were jets of water in his hand spraying towards the flames.
It turned out that Feng Youran knew water-based skills, and Changle saw that he easily created huge water pillars to extinguish the flames.
This was too powerful. His skill must be very profound, so profound that she could never imagine it.
After a while, the fire on this hilltop was almost extinguished by Feng Youran's water column.
He stood majestically in mid-air, stretched out his hand and continued to cast spells. Wisps of white smoke came out of the mountain. The fire finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the tomb is still there.
"The Holy Son is so powerful. He has mastered this water-based technique. He is probably much more powerful than the Holy Son of the Temple of Light. When we have time, we, the Holy Son, must compete with that Holy Son to see who is higher and who is lower!"