As he murmured, Feng Chenglin's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Click!"

A light sound came from above my head, and a white light shone down.

"Hey, are you dead?? If you die, just respond..."

"Your uncle..." Feng Chenglin cursed angrily: "You are so fucked, can you still talk!"

The breeze blew on his face, and Feng Chenglin suddenly felt a little more mentally recovered.

"I said...you old guy, you have the ability to come in, and see if I bite you to death..."

"Haha, don't worry, you will kill me one day!"

While talking, Wu Shengji hooked the water bag with an iron hook, and after filling it with water, he threw it down with a steamed bun.

"Feng Chenglin, let me ask you first... Do you want to be so frustrated, or do you want to be killed by me!"

"Your uncle!"

Feng Chenglin grabbed the steamed bun and swallowed it in a few bites, and then drank half a bag of water. Only then did he feel completely recovered.

"I am the same as my eldest son, you either kill me. If I get the chance, I will definitely kill you!!"

"Click!"

The iron lid was covered, and Feng Chenglin's angry curses entered his ears again.

"grass!!"

He shook his hands and refused to scold him again.

He cursed for so long, and there was no use for him except for almost suffocating himself to death.

If you have that free time, it’s better to think about how to get out!!

Looking around, Feng Chenglin was shocked: "If the Third Young Master was here, what would she do?!"

Thinking of Ling Luoyu's appearance, he sat cross-legged and slowly looked around.

Suddenly, his butt jumped up as if he was burning.

"No... How did I stuff myself in such a big guy?!"

The hole where the steamed buns were handed over was just the size of a bowl, so he couldn't even stretch out his head, let alone a living person.

As long as the other party doesn't throw him in and reinstall him after giving him a gift, there must be a big hole that can accommodate him.

He suddenly looked at his body, his clothes were intact and he had no losses, which meant that the hole he came in was larger than he thought.

"This is easy to deal with!!"

Feng Chenglin smiled and hurriedly touched the surroundings.

"The third master said that there is no perfect thing in this world! This big iron bucket must have a gap!!"

If there is an opening, there must be a gap.

As long as you find the gap, you will definitely come out!!

After touching it, all Feng Fatty's pride disappeared again.

"grass!!"

There are indeed cracks on the surrounding iron walls, but there are too many cracks.

Before I could touch a wall, more than twenty cracks had already emerged from all sizes.

It seems that this big iron barrel is assembled from countless iron blocks.

After the thorough touch, Feng Chenglin fell to the ground.

For him now, it would be better not to touch him after touching him!!

Before he touched it, he felt that life was full of hope everywhere, and he could get out of this perverted place at any time.

But after touching it, I felt tired and didn't love it, and I felt that the world was still so dark.

With his ignorant mind, it’s not easy to go out?!

After being depressed for half the incense stick, Feng Chenglin's eyes fell on the iron wall again.

"No matter whether it is a solution or not, I have to try it, right? You can't just die here like this, right?"

He had a certain idea, so he got up angrily, touched him piece by piece like chicken blood.
Chapter completed!