"What reminds you of this place?" Shen Moli noticed Fu Ji's strange appearance, helped the frightened Fu Ji to sit on the ocean, and asked after a moment of thought.

In Fu Ji's uneasiness, although Shen Moli knew that he should not be too eager to ask Fu Ji about the terrifying memories of this place. However, after knowing that Fu Ji's proposed plan to walk back through the water curtain was not feasible, Shen Moli could only appease Fu Ji while asking Fu Ji for information about this place in more detail.

The waters of the six seas all originate from the Sea Emperor, and it stands to reason that Fu Ji should not be afraid of the water that evolved from the Sea Emperor's cultivation. Fu Ji was so afraid of such a scene, which must indicate that the Sea Emperor had something extremely dangerous at the end of the water curtain.

Thinking like this made Shen Moli's worries even heavier.

Hearing Shen Moli's question, Fu Ji didn't answer immediately, she seemed to be immersed in her own nightmare, and her eyes were dull for a long time and she couldn't come back to her senses.

However, Luan Er was stunned by Fu Ji, turned into a phantom and flew outside Shen Moli's body, glared at Fu Ji angrily and said: "Kill her! It was she who led us into the abyss of evil waters, if she doesn't die, we will die!"

Luan'er's breath made the people of the Sand Tribes quickly think of Shen Moli's source breath that suddenly became stronger when he resisted the strange fire in the city. In that familiar aura, if the Sha people saw the rescuers, they were more inclined to believe what Luan Er said.

Earlier, they only felt that Shen Moli was strong, and sacrificed to the source to block the attack of the fog demon.

But after seeing Luan Er, the people of the Sha tribe clearly felt that Luan Er was definitely not Shen Moli's soul. On Luan Er's body, there is clearly a wisp of monster breath that is more like wisdom.

After guessing what they thought was going to be rough, the Sha people were even more dissatisfied with Shen Moli. They only felt that Shen Moli was pretending to be mysterious, but secretly he was just borrowing the power of others to do things.

Under this association, Fu Ji's earlier mention of the Sea Emperor to Shen Moli resurfaced to some people in the Sand Clan.

Through the vague information in the words, the people who did not know the truth merged their many malicious conjectures.

In the disgust with Shen Moli, he was very emotional and spread falsehoods, and finally the group thought that Shen Moli was trying to show his strength and borrowing his strength indiscriminately, which led to the current uncontrollable situation.

After constantly fermenting their hatred for Shen Moli, the Sha people turned their hopeful eyes to Luan Er and said, "Dare to ask, but kill that woman, I can be rescued later?"

Luan Er's extremely similar appearance to the owner, although it is the fairy style that the Sand people don't like, but in the face of great danger, the Sand people don't care whether the other party is an immortal or a demon, and only hope that the other party can take them to escape this predicament.

In the world alone, how can there be such a good thing that can be cheapened?

The harsh words and previous actions of the Sha people caused Luan Er's dissatisfaction.

It had the intention to kill Fu Ji, but its motives were completely different from those of the ignorant Sand people in front of it.

When talking to Shen Moli, it didn't like someone to interject a few words and disturb its thoughts.

In that dissatisfaction, Luan Er's voice was indifferent and abnormal: "If you want to kill someone this time, why don't you come to cannibalism first?"

Like cold water on the head, Luan'er's words made the newly ignited hope of the Sha people once again extinguished.

They hid to the side, and it was not easy to say anything more.

Afraid of the sharp edge that flashed in Luan'er's eyes, although the hearts of the Sha people still wanted to ask Luan Er to save them, that fear made them retreat to the side, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

In Luan's warning to the Zhusha people, Fu Ji was one step faster.

She raised her blade and swung it violently at the top of Luan'er's head to cut it off.

It was only an astonishing cyclone from Luan Er's body, but it flicked Fu Ji's sharp blade straight to other places.

"If you want to kill me, you have to find my flaws!" Luan's voice sounded in the midst of the turmoil and the blindness of the cyclone.

Luan Er's deep voice was like an evil spirit asking for his life, not as indifferent as it was in front of him.

In the condensation and spread of the cyclone again, a roll of clothing, instead of Luan'er's fairy wind and arrogance, appeared in the vague cyclone.

"Oh no, it's turned into a kilobe again. Fu Ji looked extremely bad.

Fu Ji's words made Shen Moli's heart vigilant again.

In her previous life, she had read the book of divine soldiers during the hunt, and she knew a little about the thousand catties of clothes.

The kiloon fur cut from the ice fox fur can spread the cold for hundreds of miles, making people solidify into ice from the end of their feet upwards. Those who see it look at it from thousands of miles away, and the cold gloom of the polar region can still make people shiver, and their bones are frozen and broken.

When an ordinary immortal touches it, the piercing bone cold thorn spreads from the contact point to the surrounding body, and in a moment, the immortal's frozen block is cracked, and the soul is gone.

Even if there are strong people in the five clans who are good at controlling fire, if they want to bathe in the fire and wear the fur, the fire body of the scorching sun will also disappear with the cold of the purgatory in the fur.

Between heaven and earth, the strong people all want to get this Qiu, but they are afraid of its divine power and dare not move it.

The clothes are mainly selected to find the fittest, and the clothes are as light as paper, but they are no more than a maple leaf. The piercer is stronger than the way of heaven, but the demon god is flicked of his fingers, and the cold divine power of the heart is unrivaled.

In many books about divine soldiers, there have been records of thousands of catties of fur.

It was only rumored that Qiu Yi had been lost for a long time, and Shen Moli would never have imagined that such a rare thing had always existed by his side, or was transformed by Luan Ying's heavenly soul.

If it was placed in his previous life, Shen Moli would be extremely happy to find such a rare coat.

However, at the moment, Shen Moli couldn't raise the slightest joy because of the hostile attitude of Qianjin Qiu Yi to Fu Ji.

Under the confrontation between the two, Shen Moli can really be said to be the most difficult person to deal with in the middle.

Fu Ji has experienced several risks with her, and according to common sense, Shen Moli has no reason not to stand on the front line of Fu Ji to fight against Luan Er.

However, thinking of Luan Ying's kindness to him in her previous life, Shen Moli in this life couldn't make up her mind to go against Luan Er.

Moreover, the current confrontation between the two is obviously the result of the accumulation of hatred earlier. Before analyzing the right and wrong of things, Shen Moli also felt that it was difficult to take sides.

Different from Shen Moli's hesitation, seeing that under Fu Ji's slashing, instead of doing nothing, he turned into this anti-magic weapon, and the joy of the Sand people was on the table.

If they saw the meteor, they wished that Luan Er would dig a way out of the water curtain at this moment, so that they could quickly leave the place where they didn't want to stay at this moment.

It is only the expectation of the Sand people, and it is destined to fail in this water curtain with no entry or exit.

The trickle of water slowly penetrated like a source, constantly squeezing the last survival space of the Sha people, causing the Sha people to panic and flee in all directions in a panic.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Luan Er's thousand-pound fur coat just looked at Fu Ji, who was extremely angry and sad, and said with a little sarcasm: "After so many years, you still haven't grown at all." If I knew that letting you live for a few more years would be equivalent to living in vain, I should have killed you directly!"