Before he understood what Xiang Zhang was saying, Shen Moli waited for Xiang Zhang to be a little farther away, and then asked the black dot hiding in the branch of the magic sand: "Do you feel anything strange about Feng Shuang?"

Xiangzhang and Feng's words seemed to have different meanings, but the meaning in the conversation was very difficult for Shen Moli to understand.

"Don't you see that the people of the Tan tribe are not young?" said the black dot in extreme surprise after Shen Moli asked.

Hearing what the black dot said, the black dot was even more surprised than Shen Moli. The words that Feng Shuang had said in her ear earlier echoed in Shen Moli's sea of consciousness again, making Shen Moli feel a little bad in his heart.

With a little disbelief, Shen Moli confirmed again: "What do you mean, Feng Shuang is not a child?"

Shen Moli's words made the black dot say with a little disgust: "I, the defeated emperor, have been isolated from the world in the sand region for nearly 10,000 years, and I know that the supreme cultivators of the Tan clan can change their age at will. Why are you a human race wandering in the demon land, and you don't even understand this bit of common sense? Look at that Feng Shuang, although he looks like a child through and through, the domineering magic power that is faintly diffused all over his body cannot be reached even if a genius child cultivates for tens of millions of years. ”

The words of the black dot aroused more waves in Shen Moli. She was suddenly glad that she didn't casually agree to his marriage because of the other party's seemingly childish words.

In order to take on various latent tasks, the Tan clan has cultivated their appearance and appearance for tens of thousands of years, which can be described as a step-by-step deep cultivation.

Feng Shuang shows people in the appearance of a child, I am afraid that it is not only because of his own preferences, but also because of his own eyes, so that he will not be recognized when his true appearance appears.

Xiangzhang didn't know the secret of Fengshuang's age earlier, but after falling into the hands of the Tan clan, he didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, Fengshuang deliberately told Xiangzhang his age secretly.

For Feng Shuang's disguise of deliberately hiding his magic power and pretending to be a child, there are not many people in the Demon Land and even the Five Clans who can see through the void face shaper. The black dot didn't know how to do it, but he quickly noticed this secret of Feng Shuang.

Seeing that Shen Moli seemed to be contemplating something, the black dot continued: "When I was down, I heard that the Xiangfeng general of the Tan clan had two sons, one of whom had already lost his life 10,000 years ago, and the other had been born at the beginning of 10,000 years ago. Now it seems that the general called Xiangfeng should always be only one. Ten thousand years ago, Feng Shuang only said this to the outside world after cultivating the method of changing the age. ”

Hearing what the black dot said, Shen Moli also seemed to remember that he had really heard this statement in the process of fleeing in his previous life.

It's just that the world is like this, but it is absolutely impossible for the people of the Tan tribe to discern that Feng Shuang has changed back into the appearance of a child. This kind of tacit understanding of the family to hide it from the world also shocked Shen Moli.

Shen Moli really couldn't imagine how the people in power of the Tan clan suddenly gathered them together in the scattered sand.

But thinking of the current situation, Shen Moli had to retract his thoughts and said: "The Tan clan really has its terrifying features, but now that I have arrived at the entrance and exit of the sand region, I feel that I should do something before leaving." ”

As he spoke, Shen Moli aimed his gaze at the entrance guarded by the two Tan people, as if he was thinking about something.

After a short time, from several houses adjacent to the entrance, whispers were heard at the same time, as if there were many Sand people lurking inside.

It didn't take long for a small sound to reach the ears of the two Tan people who were guarding the entrance.

Hearing the inexplicable human voice, the two guards seemed extraordinarily calm. One of them sneered: "It seems that those Sand Clan ants are finally willing to come out and die, you go and tell General Xiang, and I will see what tricks they have to play here!"

"Then you don't have to be careless. The other answered, and without further ado, hurried away.

For the Sand people, the soldiers of the Zhu tribe who came to kill them did not pay attention to them. They only felt that the Demon Ancestor had entrusted them with a task of slaughter, rather than a confrontation of strength.

From the sound of stealing in front of them, although the Tan people could conclude that there were many Sha people hiding in it, it was only because of their contempt for the Sand people that the guarding Tan people did not think that there would be much danger coming.

The guards of the Tan clan guarded the entrance, and said leisurely: "Sand Clan ants, if you want to escape from the sand region, it is better to show up as soon as possible, grandpa, I am here waiting for you to attack." ”

Frivolous provocations echoed in the air, with extreme disdain for the Sand people.

In the midst of such frivolous laughter, if the real Sand people were hiding in it, anyone who was a little bloody would probably break out of the house and rush to kill the Tan people.

It was only in the house, but there were no Sand people hidden.

Shen Moli sacrificed his spiritual power and knocked the sand and gravel out of a human-like sound in a very rhythmic manner.

Under the cover of the darkness of the twilight, the voices that were originally slightly different from the whispers of the Sand Tribes became blurred in the transmission due to the strong wind whistling in the Sand Domain, but they were more similar to the voices of the Terrans.

With the impact of the indistinct sand and gravel, Shen Moli continued to maintain the continuation of the sound with his spiritual power, and then took advantage of the dusk to gradually approach the proud Tan people guarding the entrance.

In the wind, Shen Moli's breath quickly flew into the tip of the guard's nose.

Smelling a different breath from the sand region, the guard looked stunned, he looked in the direction where the breath was dissipating, only to see that in the dark environment, there were faintly two figures, a fat and a thin, running past, and quickly disappeared into the sand area.

Looking at the figure that couldn't figure out the reality, the guards of the Tan clan did not rush out of the pursuit at the first time. His task is to guard the entrance, and although he doesn't care about the presence of a few more Sand people for him to handle, he will not leave his position rashly if he can't tell the truth of the enemy's situation.

Through the experience of taking on tasks in the past, the Tan people know the importance of rules better than other tribes.

There are no rules, they have always been after taking over the task, but anyone who is even the slightest careless has died in the action.

The experience accumulated by countless people of the same clan with blood has also created the cunning of today's Tan people.

They are carrying out all kinds of calculations all the time, and they will not be easily affected by the inexplicable appearance of the human race.

It's just that for the guards of the Tan clan, no matter whether the other party catches up or not, Shen Moli's goal has been achieved. Before the whereabouts of the Sand Clan were discovered, Shen Moli had to cooperate with Xiangzhang to transport some means to gain life for the Sand Clan.

After entering the Demon Land, Shen Moli and the fate of the Demon Beast have been tied, and now that the Demon Beast is accumulating and weak, Shen Moli needs to put some effort into helping the Demon Clan who have surrendered to the Demon Beast to gain a first-line cultivation time, and to cultivate martial arts with strong troops to prepare for the battle that is very likely to occur in the future.

In the moment when the guards were unaware, Shen Moli flew to the side by means of sunset, retracting the spiritual power that caused the sand and gravel to hit.

She just made a sound, and now that the time is about the same, she should hide in the shadows to see the effect of what she does.