Shen Moli looked at the figure of Xiangfeng leaving in a hurry, and his expression was thoughtful. She knew that the soldiers of the Tan clan were strong and wise, but she didn't expect Xiangfeng to see everything so thoroughly.

If this move is placed on others, I am afraid that it will already disturb the morale of the army, so that the soldiers will not know where the Sand Clan is lurking, and they will not dare to act again. Xiangfeng is different, he only explained to his subordinates that he can't find the Sand people no matter how much he looks for them, but judging from Xiangfeng's current actions, I am afraid that Xiangfeng already knows in his heart that the voices of those who seem to be Sand people are constantly true or false, but the strength of those who infiltrate the city cannot greatly damage the vitality of the Tan people.

It was precisely because of that insight that Xiangfeng seemed so calm and unhurried when he rushed to the Demon Prison Mansion.

Thinking of Xiang Zhang, who was in the Demon Prison Mansion at this time, Shen Moli couldn't help but make a big alarm in her heart, she hurriedly got up by taking advantage of the darkness of the twilight, and turned her head to rush to the Demon Prison Mansion.

When he turned around, a fruit fell on Shen Moli's lips unexpectedly, causing Shen Moli to instinctively draw his sword under the accident, and he was about to swing ahead of him without seeing it clearly.

It was only when the sword was half-unsheathed that an adult man with an extremely similar face to Feng Shuang's face looked at Shen Moli with a smile, making Shen Moli suddenly stop moving down when he drew his sword.

Knowing what the black dot said earlier, Shen Moli took a few steps back, and was more cautious about the man in front of him.

Seeing that Shen Moli was about to hide, the man who was biting the fruit in one hand and holding another fruit in the air in the other hand suddenly disappeared, if it was ghostly at the moment when people couldn't notice it, he had moved to Shen Moli's back and said, "Mo'er, when have you not seen me, you won't recognize me?"

As soon as the man's voice started, Shen Moli quickly dodged, and then distanced himself from the man. She was not used to hearing someone call her like that, and it became even more clear that the man in front of her, who had never met before, was Feng Shuang.

It's just that he has something in mind, so Shen Moli doesn't want to say much to the man in front of him who has transformed into a human at this time. As soon as she turned, she was about to hurry to the route she wanted.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shuang seemed to have already guessed Shen Moli's plan, and said lightly behind Shen Moli: "I only got this magic sand fruit with great effort, Mo'er left without tasting it, which really made me sad." Anyway, this fruit that brushed Mo'er's lips, I ate it myself, and it was also a different taste. ”

After speaking, Feng Shuang really opened his mouth, and made a gesture to bite down on the fruit that had just been handed to Shen Moli and swallowed it.

The three words "Magic Sand Fruit" were heard in Shen Moli's ears without a word. Although he was anxious to leave, and he didn't want to entangle with Feng Shuang, thinking of the heavy blow of the demonic beast, Shen Moli had to turn back in hesitation, looked at Feng Shuang and said, "Wait! Can this son give that fruit to Mo Li?"

Shen Moli had never seen the Magic Sand Fruit, but the aroma of the Magic Sand Tree was unique, and it was extremely easy to distinguish compared to other flowers.

Because he was in a hurry to avoid the relationship between Feng Shuang, Shen Moli did not look at the fruit in Feng Shuang's hand in detail. Just listening to Feng Shuang's mention, and then connecting with the extremely familiar aroma that wafted into his nose just near his lips, Shen Moli had to believe that the sandy and lustrous fruit in Feng Shuang's hand was the magic sand fruit that he had been looking for for days.

Seeing Shen Moli's eyes staring directly at the magic sand fruit in his hand, the corners of Feng's lips hooked up a meaningful smile. He moved the magic sand fruit that was close to his thin lips to the side, as if unintentionally, "Mo'er is staring at my lips like this, I don't know what the purpose is?"

Hearing Feng Shuang's indiscriminate words, Shen Moli's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he turned around to leave.

Although she wanted the magic sand fruit, she couldn't listen to Feng Shuang's teasing words. Moreover, now that he has found the black spot, Shen Moli is more confident that if he spends some more energy to investigate the branches of the Demon Sand Tree in the future, he will definitely be able to make them bear fruit.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Moli didn't want to spend more time entangled with Feng Shuang.

Seeing that Shen Moli was unmoved, he turned around to leave again, Feng Shuang flew again, like a gust of wind in an elusive moment, once again blocked in front of Shen Moli, and did not speak, just leaning on the sand wall on one side, with a slight indescribable evil nature, gnawing on the fruit that had not been eaten by himself.

Seeing this, Shen Moli finally spoke again: "Feng Shuang, you and I should both know that I didn't agree to your marriage earlier. I know you're very fast, it's just that I have something urgent to do at this time, and I ask you to make a way. ”

Feng Shuang, regardless of his speed or the realm of the Demon Dao, was much higher than Shen Moli, and Shen Moli naturally knew that he could not force his way through the alley that was stopped by Feng Shuang.

Shen Moli's words were unfamiliar, intended to distance the two. Feng Shuang heard Shen Moli's words, but he was not in a hurry or annoyed.

He turned his body to the side and made a "please" posture, but said in a moment when Shen Moli was about to walk by: "Xiangfeng from the main road to the Demon Hell Mansion, according to the usual speed, it should take four quarters of an hour, and this alley to get to the Demon Hell Mansion will take three quarters of an hour at the earliest, you and I have already spent a quarter of an hour here, even if the alley is shortcut, I am afraid that you will only have a positive share with the auspicious wind." ”

Hearing Feng Shuang's words, Shen Moli's anger instantly burned, and she looked at Feng Shuang, who seemed to be completely harmless, and said, "You did it on purpose?"

The anger was concentrated, but Shen Moli's angry appearance attracted Feng Shuang's laughter. With a smile in his eyes, he leaned down his eight-foot-tall sturdy body, and looked at Shen Moli at eye level: "That's right, I did it on purpose." But if you want to save the man in the Demon Prison, I know of another shortcut, and I should be there in a quarter of an hour. ”

Looking directly at Feng Shuang's eyes that were so clear that they didn't seem to be able to tolerate any impurities, although Shen Moli didn't want to owe Feng Shuang's favor, but human life was related to Xiangzhang, so Shen Moli had to be soft for a while: "Can Feng Gongzi lead the way?"

"Feng Shuang, Chuan'er can be called whatever you want, but the title of this son, I don't like you to call it like this. The unclear meaning in Feng Shuang's smile was magnified several times in his speech.

For such a scoundrel, Shen Moli had seen a lot in his previous life. She walked forward from the path that Feng Shuang had ceded, and she didn't want to say anything to Feng Shuang.

Follow the original path, and it is inevitable to meet the auspicious wind. But there are no absolutes in the world, and Shen Moli doesn't think that there will be no turning point if Xiangfeng takes the first step. However, not long after Feng Shuang first entered the city, he said that he was extremely familiar with the streets of the city, and there was a deep meaning hidden in it, which made Shen Moli very guarded.

What Shen Moli didn't know was that when Kun Huozhu was still making trouble in the sand region, Feng Shuang had already concealed his fellow clansmen, and he didn't know what method he used, and he sneaked into the city unconsciously. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fengshuang is now more familiar with all the streets and alleys in the Sand Tribe's city than some Sand people who live in the city all year round.