"Damn woman, stop arguing. If you don't give me two hundred and five, I'll cut off my head and use it as a ball for you to kick." Duanmu Lin turned around, with a 'contemptuous' look, and took Feng Jinghua into his arms, lowering his eyes.

, looked at Yuanbao and said: "Take good care of him."

"Chi chi chi!" Yuan Bao has a good understanding of human nature, especially Duan Mu Lin, and it can understand whatever he says.

Moreover, the power in Yuanbao's body is very powerful. As long as there is a dangerous object approaching Feng Qianchen, it will automatically open and block it.

Feng Qianchen looked back at Yuanbao, and Yuanbao also looked back at it, and then obediently squatted on his little shoulder and "chichichichi" a few times.

He said to Feng Qianchen: "Don't worry, I'll be with you in everything."

Feng Qianchen walked to the front, letting the light emanating from Yuan Bao's body lead the way.

There is darkness ahead, the ground is uneven, the walls are artificially made, and the stones are carved in a pattern.

But above, they are all portraits of Feng Yaochi.

Feng Jinghua reached out to touch the portrait, but Duanmu Lin shouted: "Don't move."

She immediately retracted her hand and covered her chest. She turned around and glared at him fiercely: "Can you not be so loud?"

"These are all your mother's portraits. They are too weird. It's best not to touch them. If they are poisonous and you die, I won't save you." Duanmu Lin stretched out his hand and hugged Feng Jinghua's arm tightly.

, to save her from touching her hands everywhere.

Feng Jinghua moved her body. Although she said she was married to him, she was deceived into marrying him. She always felt weird holding her in his arms like this.

"Okay, I know, I will never touch these things again, please let go of me first." Feng Jinghua moved her arm again.

Duanmu Lin looked around as he walked, but seemed not to hear what Feng Jinghua said.

Feng Jinghua felt angry, but she didn't take advantage of him.

"We have reached the end." Feng Qianchen suddenly shouted, and his voice was played back in the cave.

Duanmu Lin and Feng Jinghua both focused their attention in front of them.

There was a large rock blocking the way, making it impossible to pass through.

Feng Qianchen walked forward, tapped it gently with his hand, and then put his ear close to see if he could hear any movement inside.

"What could be inside here?" Feng Qianchen asked curiously, "Could there be a thousand-year-old corpse buried there?"

Feng Jinghua rolled her eyes at him: "I admire your imagination so much."

She shook off Duanmu Lin's hand and walked towards Feng Qianchen. Then she tapped the stone door a few times with her hand and put her ear close to the stone door.

There was only a "buzzing" sound inside, and there was no other special sound.

She turned back, looked at Duanmu Lin, and said, "You can get it out of the way if you can."

"Yeah!" Duanmu Lin nodded. This stone gate was nothing to him.

"Both of you, get behind me." He said before walking away.

Feng Jinghua picked up her son and walked behind Duanmu Lin.

Duanmu Lin stood in front of the stone gate.

A strong cold wind suddenly swirled up, pushing towards the stone door.

"Boom!" In an instant, the stone door was shattered by him.

All the broken stones poured into the cave.

Several cold voices suddenly came from inside: "Drink..."

The stone bounced out of the head again.

"What's going on?" Feng Jinghua asked, "Is it my father who is locked up inside?"
Chapter completed!