Earlier, Xiang Zhang pointed all the spearheads at Shen Moli, in order to eradicate dissidents and make himself have enough weight to call the shots in the Sand Clan.

He could see that although the people of the Sha tribe did not trust Shen Moli, they always looked at Shen Moli with hope when many crises occurred, which was bound to be a bad thing for Xiangzhang.

In this formation laid by the Sand people, he needs enough authority so that the Sand people can act according to his orders, so that he can have the opportunity to break up some people to achieve the goal of reducing the number of people in the formation.

However, he was too eager to make his clansmen hate Shen Moli, but he made his temperament completely different from the real Xiangzhang.

The eyes staring at Xiangzhang were hidden among the people of the Sand Clan, although they were full of doubts about this patriarch who suddenly appeared, they had been hiding themselves silently, waiting for the time to be ripe to reveal Xiangzhang's identity.

Xiangzhang has a high position and authority in the clan, and if there is no conclusive evidence to prove that Xiangzhang in front of him is different, even if the testimony has a very high status in the clan, it is difficult to convince the clansmen to believe in him.

And the evidence is insufficient, don't say that if you overthrow the strange Xiangzhang in front of you, I am afraid that the witness himself will be killed by Xiangzhang first.

You must know that in the Sand tribe, the patriarch does not need any reason to punish and wipe out any clan, and no clansman will stand up against it. It is a great sin to question the patriarch, and if there is a little carelessness, the first person to be implicated will be the doubter.

Because of his concern for Pucao, Xiangzhang at this time didn't have the slightest mind at all, paying attention to everything else around him.

Seeing only the provocation of Puchen Sword Spirit, Shen Moli said unhurriedly: "If I beg you, I'm afraid that you will get even more carried away, and just take my words as wind in your ears." ”

Seeing that Shen Moli did not fall into his trap, Puchen Sword Spirit was so angry that he stomped his feet and said, "If you don't ask for it, how can you know that I don't have great mercy to give you this grass?"

The cunning light in Puchen's sword spirit eyes flashed and jumped as he spoke.

Although in the eyes of the Puchen Sword Spirit, this leaf of pampas grass was really something more useless than waste. But since there was such a thing that Shen Moli cared about falling into its hands, it didn't want to lose this opportunity to provoke Shen Moli.

Moreover, the atmosphere of the Sand tribe is tense at the moment, and although the Sand people who were stabbed by it were brought by a doctor to heal their wounds, the evil words of the Sand people continued. Puchen Sword Spirit couldn't listen to those words, and wanted to use some relaxed words to divert Shen Moli's attention.

For the sand people who lowered their voices, but did not hide the ridicule that floated into Shen Moli's ears, Shen Moli didn't care about it, but Puchen Sword Spirit was afraid that those countless words would hurt Shen Moli's heart.

At the moment, it asked Shen Moli to beg for himself, which seemed quite unreasonable, but it also knew that Shen Moli would not agree to his request, and it happened to use this topic to draw Shen Moli's attention.

But Shen Moli didn't know what Puchen Sword Spirit thought, and now she needed to speed up to get Pucao and take the Sand people out of this dangerous place.

Even though the people of the Sand Tribes couldn't understand what was happening in front of them, Shen Moli would not abandon everyone at this time.

Those who surrendered to the Demon Beasts, even if they were insincere, Shen Moli also hoped that through his own efforts, he would change everyone's minds, so that everyone would surrender sincerely, instead of taking people's lives hastily and destroying those who had malicious intentions towards him for the time being.

With such a mind, Puchen Sword Spirit at this time couldn't understand it.

It couldn't get used to the ignorance of the Sand people, even if it could guess the plan of the Warcraft to regain the Sand people, it didn't want to let Shen Moli be wronged at this time, and it also influenced these Sand people who didn't distinguish between right and wrong.

Turning that leaf of pampas grass as a fan at will, Puchen Sword Spirit saw that Shen Moli didn't answer, and then pouted and said: "You don't answer, but you're a little embarrassed, you can't let go of your son and beg me?" If that's the case, you don't have to worry, I can block your ears for you." As the saying goes, if you don't hear what you say, you won't think that what you say is pleading. ”

Puchen Sword Spirit said, and really turned into two balls of cotton from his hands, posing as if he wanted to block Shen Moli's ears.

The crooked reasoning of "common sayings" fell in Shen Moli's ears, but he was silent.

She looked at the Puchen Sword Spirit in front of her who suddenly had all kinds of provocations, frowned slightly, and after a while, it seemed to suddenly understand, and the slight frowning scar in the center of her eyebrows also melted.

Attached to his body, looking at the Puchen Sword Spirit in front of him, the corners of Shen Moli's lips suddenly hooked up a smile, the smile was warm and warm, but the smile made the Puchen Sword Spirit creepy.

Guessing that Shen Moli had other thoughts, Puchen Jianling hurriedly hid Pu Cao behind him and said, "You...... What do you want to do? Tell you, what falls into the hands of this sword spirit can't be robbed openly, and even more so can't be stolen!"

"I don't steal or rob, because I believe you will take the initiative to give me the grass. Shen Mo Li Ruo said with great confidence.

Hearing Shen Moli's words, Xiangzhang couldn't bear it anymore.

He sneered, and walked closer as if he didn't care at all: "It's just a leaf of grass, what's there to fight for?"

Having said that, Xiangzhang secretly regained an invisible airflow, trying to play unwittingly plundering under everyone's noses, snatching the grass into his hands.

Because it is closer, the air flow is extremely accurate towards the grass, if it is a tiger hunting, there is a great intention to provoke the enemy.

The whirlwind-like swift air current, although it could hide everyone's eyes, it couldn't hide Shen Moli and Puchen's sword spirit's senses of the air flow around them.

When the air flow of Puchen was at the beginning, the sword spirit quickly merged into the sword, and a whirling sword drove the sword, and it actually slashed Xiangzhang's air flow clean in an instant.

Earlier, if he hadn't been in a hurry, he wouldn't have been able to resist the influence of Xiangzhang's airflow. Now that the same way is being done again, how can Puchen Sword Spirit be unguarded and be succeeded by Xiangzhang again.

For the Puchen Sword that suddenly swirled, the people of the Sand Tribe, who didn't know why, were panicked. They thought that Puchen Jianshi had not succeeded in assassinating Xiangzhang, but now when they saw Xiangzhang approaching, they had bad intentions.

In a panic, I only heard many clansmen shouting: "Protect the patriarch!"

With the shouting, all the clansmen almost rushed to kill everywhere at the same time.

Such anxious scenes surprised Xiangzhang.

Not knowing the position of the patriarch among the Sand people, Xiang Zhang naturally couldn't think that pretending to be the patriarch and being in danger was the thing that made the Sand people panic the most and wanted to leave the formation he was guarding.

In surprise, Xiangzhang couldn't help but feel a little more proud. He was glad that the people of the Sand Tribesman were finally about to leave the formation position, and he was happy that the moment the Puchen Sword Spirit rushed into the sword body, he left the Pucao out of the sword and was picked up by him.

For now, he only needs to sit back and wait for the formation to disperse, so that Wan Lei can destroy some of the Sand Tribesmen, and for Xiangzhang, he can take a step closer to his expectations.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the Puchen Sword Spirit drilled out of the sword again, and picked up the leaf grass in his mouth out of nowhere, and said, "You really can't stand the teasing!"