The entanglement of the Demon Sand Tree made Kun Huozhu both annoyed and angry, but in this annoyance, Kun Huozhu still did not want the Demon Sand Tree to be tortured by the strange fire.

Endure the thought of killing Shen Moli and then hurry up, and once again, at the moment when Shen Moli sacrificed the source stream, Kun Huozhu left the Demon Sand Tree alone in the cool source stream.

Blocking the view of the Demon Sand Tree through the sparkling stream, Kun Huozhu barely thought about it anymore and hid himself in the flying sand, disappearing in a moment.

The surging water quickly extinguished all the fires on the Demon Sand Tree. In the moment when the alien fire was emptied, the Demon Sand Tree looked at the Zhou trough through the gradually dripping source.

His gaze rolled in the flying sand, eagerly searching for Kun Huozhu's familiar figure. After only a few glances, he didn't find the slightest trace of Kun Huozhu's departure, which made the Demon Sand Tree shout loudly in his lost soul: "Canger, no matter when and where, don't carry it by yourself if you encounter anything." Old tree, I will always be waiting for you in this place!"

The shouts that swirled around did not get the slightest response, but the Demon Sand Tree looked at the falling sand and gravel, but knew that the Kun Huozhu was hidden elsewhere and could hear it.

Earlier, they had tried this kind of shouting in the air too many times in the vast sandy area, and found each other through the sound of shouting. The joy at that time, the freedom at that time, have all become the pain in the memories of the magic sand tree at this moment.

I don't know what happened to Kun Huozhu, I don't know Kun Huozhu's future intentions, and I don't know Kun Huozhu's future intentions, but the magic sand tree has never asked about Kun Huozhu's past and future in the days when he met Kun Huozhu.

The Demon Sand Tree simply regarded Kun Huozhu as one of the most worthy of deep friendship, and when countless demons tracked Kun Huozhu to the Sand Domain in the past, he didn't care about his own life to help Kun Huozhu.

Now, if it weren't for the Kun Huozhu wisps of dodging, the Demon Sand Tree could even go to the end of the world with the Kun Huozhu without hesitation, and block ten thousand swords for the Kun Huozhu.

But what ifs in the world?

Looking at the heartbroken Demon Sand Tree in front of him, Shen Moli stepped forward silently, looking up at the sturdy enchantment that the Sand Clan had made up before leaving, and he was thoughtful.

The deep-rooted bond of the Demon Sand Tree to Kun Huozhu, Shen Moli couldn't understand it.

In the past and present life, he has gone through countless years of unforgettable memories with Yuehu, and Shen Moli has never let go of the impressive bond with Yuehu.

In that bond, there is a friendship regardless of life and death.

Thinking of his previous life, Shen Moli tightened the trunk of the Demon Sand Tree.

Kun Huozhu has been cultivated by the Fog Demon for ten thousand years, and now the idea of revenge on the world is flourishing, and he is no longer the boy who can talk to the magic sand tree and hide in the world.

A moment ago, from Kun Huozhu's actions, although Shen Moli could see that Kun Huozhu was on the verge of hesitation in his friendship with the Demon Sand Tree, the blood that had already risen in Kun Huozhu's heart made people wonder what decision he would make after the Demon Sand Tree ran away again.

Thinking of the danger, Shen Moli didn't want to risk the scarred Demon Sand Tree in front of him, and he had to risk all kinds of life and death.

She waved her knife violently, and when the Demon Sand Tree desperately wanted to rush to find the Kun Fire Bead again, she knocked the Demon Sand Tree unconscious.

The swirling spirit green leaves suddenly arose, flying away from Shen Moli's palm, and took the sleeping magic sand tree on it.

Shen Moli lowered his eyes, and said with a slightly heavy heart: "Old Shu, you can calm down and sleep for a while." I know that you have guilt and fetters for Canger, but Canger is no longer the person you care about in your heart. ”

In the falling sand, Shen Moli knew that it was not the wisest move to knock the Demon Sand Tree unconscious. But compared to the reckless running of the Demon Sand Tree, Shen Moli felt that knocking him out would at least save his life for a while.

Suddenly, from the other side of the barrier, there was a loud sound that almost burst the eardrum. In the loud noise, the sand clan enchantment that Shen Moli did not want was suddenly like glass, and it fell to the ground.

The barren sand blew everything, and soon blew away the fragments of the barrier without a trace. In the dusty sky, the Sand Clan city guarded by the enchantment was impressively displayed in front of you.

The city made of yellow sand was half empty, and the silence was even more defeated in the sandstorm.

From the city, there is constantly burning smoke everywhere, as if telling the bitterness of the city's imminent demise.

As the barrier shattered and the sand dome crumbled, many figures suddenly rushed from the depths of the sand region.

The figures were heavy, making it easy for Shen Moli to identify the return of the figures.

Thinking of the fire that had occurred in the city, Shen Moli hurriedly flew towards the place where the figure was. In less than a few breaths, Shen Moli, who was moving forward quickly, met the Sand people who hurried back.

Xiang Zhang walked at the front of the Sand Tribe's team, and his anxious expression vividly showed his worries about the future of the Sand people at this moment. As the head of the clan, he failed to defend the city and the barrier, which was already a shame on his ancestors.

Now that the Sand Domain is almost destroyed, Xiangzhang, who was originally strategizing, has never had any anxiety and worry about the future of the Sand Clan.

Led a number of sand tribesmen to hide in the depths of the sand region, Xiang Zhang thought that he could temporarily order the tribesmen to be stationed in place to recuperate. But when the sand dome broke, chaos broke out again among the sand people.

Unable to figure out what was happening in the sand domain, Xiangzhang had to rely on his memory and turn back according to the route taken by the Demon Sand Tree.

Although the Sand people have lived in the sand region for generations, they do not know much about the endless barren sand outside the city. Because they have had the experience of people entering the barren sand and disappearing in the past generations, no one in later generations of the Sand people dared to enter the depths of the sand for half a step.

This is the first time that this generation of sand people has approached the barren sand, and for the sand area where it is difficult to discern the direction, Xiangzhang also kept an eye on it when he entered, and remembered that the road was ripe.

Back to the border of the city, the hearts of Xiangzhang and the people of the Sand tribe couldn't get better for a moment.

Some distance away, they could already hear the sound of the barrier shattering.

That enchantment contains the efforts of the people in power of the Sand tribe for generations, and it is a symbol of the peace of the Sand tribe. As soon as the barrier is broken, the Sand people are like vagrants who have been stripped of their shields and exposed to the blade of their swords, and there is no safety at all.

The panic about the future made the hearts of the Sand people even more heavy in their hearts in the hurry back.

They attributed the disaster of the Sand Clan to the Warcraft and Shen Moli, and when they saw Shen Moli again, they couldn't help but have a little resentment in their eyes.

It was only because of the surrender of the demonic beasts and the presence of Xiangzhang in front of them, and the people of the Sand tribe had complaints, but they did not dare to complain.

Seeing Shen Moli, Xiangzhang took a few steps forward and hurriedly asked, "Deed, what happened in the city?"

Looking from afar, Xiangzhang had already seen thick black smoke rising everywhere in the city. The smoke from the many flames undoubtedly revealed the catastrophe that was taking place in the Sand Clan city at this time.

"A strange fire is destroying the city. Elder Zhang, dare to ask if the enchantment is broken, can it still be repaired?" Shen Moli said briefly.

Different from Xiangzhang's focus, a strange fire has broken out in the city, and Shen Moli wants to know that there is a way to remedy it in the future.