Seeing the leaf of the grass held by the Puchen Sword Spirit, Xiangzhang's expression changed greatly, and with a wave of his big hand, he suddenly stopped the people of the clans: "Stop, all the clansmen!"

The people of the Sand tribe, who didn't know why, saw Xiangzhang's persuasion, and the steps they were about to move away not only stopped again.

They looked at each other, and neither could make out the guess of what was in front of them from each other's eyes. They suddenly reacted to the situation they were in, and the dangerous scene made them sweat for their unwise actions, and they praised their patriarch for being in danger.

What the clansmen didn't know was that Xiangzhang was in such a hurry to dissuade them just for his own selfish interests.

Before clarifying the origin of the leaf grass in the hands of Puchen Sword Spirit, even if Xiangzhang wanted to harm the people of the Sand Clan, he did not dare to put himself in danger. He suspected that there was something wrong with the leaf of cattail grass that he had snatched in his hurry, so he naturally did not act impulsively.

The truth was really as Xiang Zhang had foreseen, when he raised his hand again to look at the grass, where was there still a trace of the green grass leaf that had been snatched in his hand, and all that was left in his hand was a strand of hair left by an unknown animal.

Seeing Xiangzhang's stunned gaze, Puchen Sword Spirit said even more proudly: "The patriarch is really caring, this sword spirit is a little moved, and you are so eager to pick up the hairs that fall from your armpits for me." My hair hasn't been washed for thousands of years, but the patriarch smells it?"

"You can't wait for a little sword spirit, dare to be disrespectful to my team leader, what crime should you be guilty of?" Before Xiang Zhang could answer, someone in the Sand Clan had already voiced grievances for Xiang Zhang.

Puchen's words also ignited the disgust in Xiangzhang's heart. He threw the handful of hair in his hand away in disgust, and looked at the leaf of the grass at the corner of Puchen Sword Spirit's mouth, and secretly scolded himself for being too anxious, and he actually recognized the familiar pampas grass as wrong.

His sharp eyes focused on the leaf of pampas grass held in Puchen Sword Spirit's mouth, and he clearly felt that the state of the pampas grass at this time was different.

If it is in Suri, the cattail grass is lush and lush, like a tough fan, and it cannot be broken even if the e-commerce thunder is interspersed. But today's Pucao, listlessly wilted, seems to be still clinging to the last trace of life, but it still can't stop itself from dying.

Seeing Pucao's abnormal state, the anxiety in Xiangzhang's expression became a little more. He said with a dark face: "Now that the situation is dangerous, don't joke with the sword spirit. That leaf of grass is kept by the sword spirit, I'm afraid that it is not safe, or it is better to hand it over to the old man for safekeeping. ”

Hearing Xiangzhang's words, Puchen Sword Spirit seemed to hear a great joke, and it snorted coldly: "Who said that I won't keep this pampas grass?" It doesn't wither or lose, I just hold it in my mouth, but I don't have the slightest intention of eating it, I'm afraid the patriarch is not right!"

Although the outside world was thundering and thundering, the Puchen Sword Spirit still had great interest and Xiangzhang to consume here.

But this made Xiangzhang's patience almost exhausted, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The grass has wilted, isn't it that the sword spirit can only smell blood in this world, and there is no hope of survival of playthings?"

Xiang Zhang's pun made the surrounding Sha people almost think of themselves after hearing this.

In this precarious and chaotic world, they are committed to this formation enchantment that may dissipate at any time, but it is not like the dying grass grass, although there is an infinite desire to survive, but whether there can be a future is always unknown.

Thinking about it like this, everyone couldn't help but recognize Yu Xiangzhang's words even more, and gathered to crusade against Puchen Sword Spirit.

Someone said, "You don't like cattails, and you shouldn't use it as a thing to play with!

There are also humanitarians: "The sword spirits in the world are really cold-blooded representatives, what do you say to be of the same heart as the Lord, I am afraid that the master's heart is not right, and the sword will only be bad!"

There is also humanity: "The sword is used by people, and since this sword spirit does not obey people, it should be directly broken and disposed of." ”

All kinds of evil words gathered into a sea around the Puchen Sword Spirit, as if the Puchen Sword Spirit was to be drowned in it with spittle.

"Enough!" In the midst of everyone's attack, Puchen Sword Spirit shouted angrily, his face was flushed, his tiger eyes were wide, and he glanced angrily at the surrounding Sand people who couldn't distinguish between good and bad, and he had already regarded all the Sand people as a swarm of ants in his heart, crushing them hundreds of times with the secret scolding in his heart.

If it weren't for Shen Moli's concern for the Sand Tribesmen, the Puchen Sword Spirit at this time was really eager to wipe out all these Sand Tribesmen, and he wouldn't have been so troublesome.

It's just that there are no ifs in the world, Puchen Sword Aura was full of anger, his eyes were red, and after a few breaths of adjustment, he finally calmed down, glanced at the surroundings and said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to talk about me, besides, this pampas grass is picked by me, even if I want to tear it up, what qualifications do you have to stop it?"

On weekdays, if someone talks about themselves like this, Puchen Sword Spirit is afraid that he will not be able to swallow that breath for a long time, and he will rush out to compete with the other party, and see the blood quickly.

But since he made a sword contract with Shen Mo Liqi, the run-in between people and swords has also weakened Puchen's impatient temperament slightly.

At the moment when Xiangzhang rushed to snatch Pucao, it negotiated a plan with Shen Moli by induction, which attracted everyone's attention here and delayed Xiangzhang's departure.

While everyone was not paying attention, Shen Moli had already retreated to the eye of the formation, and then continued to activate the formation heart.

Earlier, when Puchen Sword Spirit rushed out of the formation due to anger and attempted to assassinate Xiangzhang, Shen Moli was too eager to stuff the black thing in his palm into the ring, and then put the white flame grass in his other hand against the black flame, and hurriedly left the formation.

At this time, when I returned to the formation eye, I saw that the piece of glass that seemed to be broken at the collapse of the array eye had disappeared for some time. The uneven floor at the eye of the array was as clear as silver.

At the top of the formation, there was a mysterious beam of light like moonlight, like a silver soft veil hanging down, gently brushing on the flat ground where the silver light shimmered, inexplicably giving birth to a sense of desolation.

The soft white flame was almost extinguished under the light beam, and hung in the air with scattered flames, as if it could disappear at any moment. The black flame supported under the white flame was like a wave spreading below the eye of the formation at this time, separated from the ground by a very small distance, constantly burning vigorously, and if it could gush out of the eye of the formation from time to time, engulfing everything in the formation.

Shen Mo Li took a step into the formation at the beginning, and heard an ethereal voice sound around him: "It has always been cold, why is it so affectionate? This moonlight is the last ...... I hate you."

For some reason, the incomplete words kept repeating in the eye of the array, and there was even more biting chill, and the repeated words became more and more elevated, so that after Shen Moli just entered the eye of the array, his body couldn't help but tremble.

She raised her eyes to look at the ghostly moonlight, and knew that all kinds of thoughts were wandering in the sea.