"Your life is up to you, no matter how you choose, you shouldn't give up your life easily. Shen Moli watched Bai Yan's heart burning vigorously, increased the input of Hei Yan in his hand, and continued.

She never thought that anyone should care about her life and death, and that decision would only make her live in endless regrets.

In this life, Xinyue Fox is once again unclear about her life and death, which has already made her have countless worries in her heart.

The friendship of life, she is willing to make friends. But if this friendship is exchanged for her life in death, she doesn't want the other party to choose this way.

As the black flame fused with many dazzling flames in the white flame's body, the slightest crack was gradually healed.

The warm breath like a clear spring flowed in Bai Yan's body, bringing a little hope to his heart that had been tortured to the point of extreme pain.

A beam of light glittered in Bai Yan's eyes, maybe, it was really possible?

With this association, Bai Yan slowly reduced the intensity of his energy consumption, and slowly gathered the Sand Clan people in front of him.

The earlier formation enchantment was still in its body, and if it wanted to use the power of the enchantment to protect the safety of the Sand Tribesmen without greatly depleting his own strength, the only way Bai Yan could think of was to gather the Sand Tribesmen in one place, and they would be crowded one by one and listen to his arrangements without moving.

"Don't be afraid of it. Seeing that Bai Yan was finally on the verge of death and found a way to life, Shen Moli's originally nervous tone became slightly softened. She looked at the tense expressions of the Sand Tribesmen and comforted them warmly.

Although the Sand Clan hated Bai Yan extremely and did not have much trust in Shen Moli, but now when they heard Shen Moli's gentle words of consolation, there was a trace of emotion in their hearts that they wanted to cry.

I have to say that Shen Moli treats the Sha people really well, and he has repeatedly fought with his life in exchange for the safety of the Sha people.

In this catastrophe, the Sand Clan has experienced the heat and coldness of the world, and has seen the sinister state of the world more clearly.

It is not easy for them to survive until now. Only the dead pass away, but the pain of the living cannot be erased, although they are still lucky to live, but there are too many nostalgia and sentimentality for the dead in their hearts.

It's just a place full of dangers, but there is not much room for them to be sentimental.

In the crowd, a short figure shuttled back and forth, and from time to time it was doing movements that the Sand people could not detect.

Although Bai Yan imprisoned all the steps of the Sand Clan, he could not imprison him.

Born formless, it is the highest realm of transfiguration, and this peculiar ability not only allows it to travel without the slightest obstacle, but also can be bound by external factors in the journey.

Ever since the incarnation of Xiangzhang was used as a bargaining chip by Bai Yan, this black shadow never wanted to be Xiangzhang's appearance again.

As the patriarch, the clansmen could easily give up Xiangzhang, which made the black shadow deeply question the weight of Xiangzhang in the hearts of the Sha tribesmen.

As the prime minister of a country, he is good at discerning people's hearts, and he only thinks that maybe in this sinister environment, as the son of a felony elder, he is afraid that he can mix better among the Sand people.

It was only a few shuttles back and forth in the crowd, but his small arm was suddenly grabbed by a large hand.

I don't know when he has regained his freedom, and he has been watching the child for a long time before he gets close.

At that time, he personally sent his own son Xiangruo into the deserted sand, so that he lost his life, and thought that there would be no more Xiangruo in the world from now on.

Although he doesn't have much affection for Xiangruo, he is the closest person to him after all. When he threw Xiang Ruo in the desert sand and watched Xiang Ruo being torn apart, Xiang Huan's heart never forgot the heart-wrenching scene.

However, he never thought that Xiang Ruo would appear in front of him at this time, and in his earlier shock, he almost caused civil strife among the Sand Clan.

After realizing that what he had done was a bewitched evil act, Xiang's guilt for his fellow clan also increased suddenly. Charged with treason, he didn't want to die in one mistake after another.

Looking at Xiang Ruo, who was constantly struggling in his hand, Xiang Huan's heart flashed with cold light like quenching poison.

With white skin, pure eyes, and small facial features, the one that is the same as Xiang Ruo When he looked at Xiang Huan, the innocence in his eyes was like the fatal edge of a knife, and Xiang was so stinging that he could barely breathe.

However, Xiang is extremely sure that the person in front of him is definitely not Xiang Ruo. Resurrected from the dead, no one in the world has it, since Xiang Ruo has died in the desert, how can he have the same relatives and children again?

Thinking of this possibility, Xiang still pinched the hand on Xiang Ruo's neck, and almost instantly increased his strength.

At the beginning, he was confused for a while, mistakenly believed the traitor's instigation, and secretly stole the control dome fan, which made the Sand Clan so embarrassed now. His mind wandered between these recent events, and he suddenly sorted out the original situation.

Now, the only thing he can do is to eliminate the harm for the Sand Clan and eradicate this invisible executioner buried in the Sand Clan as Xiang Ruo.

"Elder, what are you doing here? He is your own son. When he saw Xiang, he was about to crush Xiangruo's neck, and a sand tribesman immediately spoke to persuade him.

In danger, they were all confined by the flames, and their bodies were completely immobile, but they did not want to see anyone in their clan die unexpectedly.

"No, he's not Xiangruo. Staring at the child who was constantly struggling in his hands, Xiang really had a moment of softness.

That familiar face made him hope countless times that it was Xiangruo returning to his side. For the sake of the original plan, he abandoned everything, but in the end, it suddenly dawned on him that everything he had was just a game set up by Shori.

Xiang still regretted not being at the beginning, if it weren't for the fact that he had a trace of evil thoughts in his heart and was taken advantage of, how could he have ended up in the point where even his own children were killed now. When he came to send his son, Xiang was not without feelings for Xiangruo, but he suddenly felt heartache.

Hearing the words of the same clan, Xiang Ruo pretended to be panicked, and choked up with his vocal cords: "Father, I know that I don't do well every day, and I often ...... Cough...... Makes you angry...... Ahem......"

Xiang Ruo's face flushed, and with the blessing of Xiang's hand movements, it seemed that he couldn't even speak smoothly.

was just cold in his heart, looking at Xiang Ruo's struggling expression, Xiang also stepped up a little harder. How much he regretted that he had hurt Xiang Ruo in the first place, how much he hated the impostor now.

The dead are gone, but the person in front of him has to appear in front of him with the face that hurts him, and he sometimes pretends to be extremely innocent. When Xiang still saw this face, although he was reluctant, he wanted to look at his own son again. Seeing the sinister face hidden under this face, Xiang also burned the mind of killing him in an instant.

"Say, who are you?" With the last reason, Xiang also asked Xiang with cold eyes.

The Sand Clan is not very peaceful today, they can mix in the thunder and lightning, and deceive everyone's eyes with their disguise techniques, and it is not easy to think about the identity of the person in front of them, and Xiang still does not intend to easily let go and ignore the other party's purpose.