Di Minghan, upon Wenyan, thought of something and locked his Divine Sense on the Spirit-Hiding Grass in front, continuing to follow behind Mo Jiuli...
"Has this grass become a spirit? What kind of grass runs this fast? It's truly unbelievable!" Guardian Hua looked speechlessly at the Spirit-Hiding Grass keeping a distance from the three of them in front.
"No wonder Madame wants us to capture the Spirit-Hiding Grass last. Seems it's indeed difficult to catch!" Guardian Feng followed suit.
"Chase it! If you can't even catch a piece of grass, are you sure the Master won't deal with us?" Guardian An stared at the Spirit-Hiding Grass ahead.
"Indeed, if we can't even catch a piece of grass, we're doomed! Damn it, stop right there..." Guardian Hua glared at the Spirit-Hiding Grass they couldn't catch up with, angrily exclaiming.
