The evil concubine plays the devil emperor

Chapter 883 Who Is To Blame?
"How could the resurrection grass die? The resurrection grass occupies the word 'resurrection'. Even if it is dead, it can be resurrected!" Bai Xiyan said, Meng Hezhi seemed to be frozen in place, A look of astonishment.

In any case, Meng Hezhi never thought that Bai Xiyan would give him such an answer.

Even if the resurrection grass is dead, it will be resurrected. Such words are not something ordinary people can say.

Meng Hezhi didn't know how to respond to these words.

If there is no such effect, then why did he long for it for so many years?
If there is such an effect, then what is his aggressiveness towards Bai Xiyan?
Therefore, no matter how he answered, he could not get a satisfactory answer.

Even, he could only watch the resurrection grass wither and break.

The resurrection grass in his hand was already yellowed at the moment. Looking at this kind of resurrection grass, Meng Hezhi didn't feel the excitement he had before. At this moment, he felt as if there were thousands of cat's paws scratching his chest fiercely in his heart. Discomfort, but also very anxious.

After waiting for so many years, is it all in vain again?
Obviously, the resurrection grass is already in your hand, but you have to watch it thank you, this is definitely the most cruel thing.

he does not want!

But now it's not a question of whether he wants it or not, it's that the resurrection grass has no medicinal effect at all!

With a click, a very clear sound, the resurrection grass was cut off by itself, and the four-petal leaves and rhizome were completely cut off.

This also means that the resurrection grass is completely useless!
This scene deeply hurt Meng Hezhi's eyes.

"Ah!" A sky-shattering roar came out of Meng Hezhi's mouth, the voice was so loud that it had the potential to cut through the sky.

It was also this voice that shook Shui Mo and Mu Feng out of the room.

After a while, multiple figures quickly appeared in the place where Bai Xiyan and Meng Hezhi were.

When Meng Hezhi had the urge to run away, someone immediately hugged Meng Hezhi.

As the suzerain of Danzong, Meng Hezhi represented the face of Danzong. If Meng Hezhi went berserk, then their Danzong would become the laughing stock of others.

At this moment, Meng Hezhi's consciousness is clear, but he can only use this kind of emotion to vent the resentment in his heart.

Blame Bai Xiyan?
He knew that Bai Xiyan was really not to blame for this matter, because Bai Xiyan hadn't done anything from the beginning to the end, and the most important thing was that when Bai Xiyan gave it to him, the resurrection grass was still at its most prosperous.

As the suzerain of Danzong, he still has this vision.

Do you blame yourself?

Of course it is impossible!

After getting the resurrection grass, he regarded it as the most precious thing, and he didn't even dare to use force.

Who is to blame?
Blame the weather?

Blame Danzong's airflow?
He didn't know who to blame, he only knew that after so many years of anticipation, at this moment, it all turned into empty talk.

So many years of waiting, so many years of waiting, it is of no use at all!
Without the resurrection grass, everything is useless!
Could it be that he is destined not to aspire to the top of this continent?
If that's the case, will he still insist?

He no longer has the heart to look forward to, and he doesn't need to insist anymore.

He, is he going to smash the can?
Take advantage of this storm and directly take down all the forces?
can he

No!
Without the escort of his ancestors, without the witty calculations of his ancestors, he couldn't do it at all.

Ultimately, the Resurrection Grass is needed!

Thinking of this, Meng Hezhi looked at Bai Xiyan again...

(End of this chapter)