"I don't want you to die here either. The substitute spell is just my personal thought. I want to help, that's all."

This sentence is said very seriously by the son of Bai Wu.

There is no slight joke in the words.

It seems that the other party has already had considerable ideological awareness before making this decision.

"I see."

Xicheng style nodded.

This time he did not refuse.

After all, the other party has already said this, and it is not worrying if he refuses, but simply being pretentious.

The two continued to walk down.

silence.

Long silence.

I have to say that after discussing the issue just now, the atmosphere naturally became dull and made people unable to get happy.

After almost running rapidly for two minutes, the voice of the White Mist God Son was heard:

"To be honest, I'm very happy about what Shijun said just now."

"Is that true?"

The Xicheng style responded, and it sounded a little casual.

"Well, when I was in Baiwu's house, the people around me were far apart. When I learned that I was trained, it was just a tool for the three-wheeled subject of the Baiwu's family, my heart was even colder."

She continued to say to herself: "The Son of the Baiwu family has his own mission, and the Son of the Baiwu family should die for the future of the family... This is why I have always received normal education."

"It's just that Bai Wu's family is abnormal. You are treating abnormality as normal. Psychological deformities develop. I personally recommend that you go back to see a psychologist instead of complaining to me."

Xicheng style answered in a cold manner.

This too spicy and straight man's comment made Bai Wu Shenzi slightly stunned. After a while, she couldn't help but shake her head: "Sure enough, Shijun, you are different from ordinary people."

The son of the White Mist seemed to sigh a little.

But compared to her sigh, Xicheng Shi turned her head around - Why did the words of Bai Wu Shenzi sound like a swearing person?

He felt that he was still a normal person. In addition to being good-looking in the crowd, he had no characteristics.

"You are not eager for immortality that ordinary people pursue. And you don't want to be old or immortal. And there are good things like substitute spells in front of you, and you just advise me to pay more attention to your life... so I'm quite happy."

Yes.

The son of Baiwu was very happy and moved.

"What did you think Shijun?"

Her fresh and pretty face was full of softness, her gentle eyes were as gentle as water, and her body was approaching.

It seems that the God Son of Baiwu seems to be looking forward to getting some special answers from him.

This is the Godson of White Fog before he lost his memory. This temperament can be called the word "Yawasako".

Moreover, her question was filled with a strong confession.

Faced with such a charming little girl, even Xicheng style, who had never felt anything about the little girl, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he turned his head and spoke.

"It's a little far away from me, too close, and it's hard to walk."

ah?

The God of White Mist blinked, but he didn't react.

“A little further.”

Seeing her stunned in place, Xicheng Shi waved her hand and added: "When the life behind her is chasing her, we will not be huddled together and waiting to die."

"Ah? Alas! Good... Sorry, Shijun."

The mood of the God of Baiwu was just like the three tone words above. He was confused first, then responded, and finally hurriedly opened the distance from Xicheng.

After doing these actions, the White Murch Godson barely reacted.

But she could only open her mouth and secretly shrink her little hand - she originally planned to hold it with the flow.

Looking at the Xicheng style that was still walking down, the White Mist God Son was a little depressed.

The West City style is really a knot!

But she couldn't say anything, after all, Xicheng style was all right.

If the skeleton behind me is squeezed together in such a narrow passage, I probably don’t know how to die.

But this Yamato Shizuko version of the Shizuko Shizuko is actually a little unwilling to accept it.

After all, Xicheng style is a good partner. If you can take this opportunity to tie him and yourself together, it would be perfect.

She sighed in her heart.

But no matter how much she sighed, all she could do now was to cheer for another ice sculpture beauty version of the White Mist Godson.

There is no way. After this exploration is over, as a virtual personality, she will most likely disappear directly. Then the one who is accompanied by Xicheng style is another White Mist God Son.

Although they are all self-centered, Yamato Satoko's version of the White Mizuki Godko also knew that the other self was unreliable at all, and even thought about sending his mother out to Nishicheng.

Just as she was thinking about it, the Xicheng style in front suddenly spoke:

"It should be the place here?"

The stone steps have come to an end.

In front of Xicheng Style and the God of White Mist, it is an extremely huge cave.

Unlike the long and dark passage behind it, the cave walls that clearly have no lighting facilities, but strangely flashes with a dark blue and charming light.

The pure natural cave and the falling lacquer stone pillar are paired with a flashing blue light. Except for the disadvantage of being too cold in the environment, the rest are so beautiful that they can't move their eyes away.

"The rocks here can shine by themselves due to the long-term influence of the Immortal Misty of the Immortal Flower."

Bai Wu Godzi explained, and then she turned her head.

On the left side of the cave is a deep cave that spreads inward... I don't know where to go, but on the right side of the cave is an underground river flowing down the riverbed, and the small river beach winds along the riverbed.

"Walking from here to the depths of the cave on the left is where the dense flower is."

She pointed to the cave ahead and shook her head: "But our destination is not where the flower of the secret is, but over there-"

The white mist god son turned his fingers and pointed to the underground river next to the cave.

Her meaning is very clear, she wants to go down the river.

There was even a wooden boat tied next to the underground river.

"The Abyss of the Mist Hidden?"

Xichengshi thought of the words he saw in the diary of the White Mist Godson, and asked.

"Well." The Godson of Baiwu affirmed the Xicheng-style words: "The Abyss of the Mist Hidden Abyss hides the Three-Wheel Essence, which was told by the Baiwu family. And I also know that every head of Baiwu family will go downstream and hold an "eye return" ceremony when his life is about to end."

The so-called "eye return" ceremony is actually the head of the Baiwu family returning the three-wheeled items, waiting for the next Baiwu family leader, the son of Baiwu, to be elected, and the new Baiwu family leader inherits the three-wheeled items.

After hearing what the God of Baiwu said, Xicheng Shi also touched her chin.

It seems that these three zodiac signs are unique things, and there can only be one master at a time.

"let's go."

Xicheng Style cut off the rope that tied the wooden boat without hesitation and stepped on the wooden boat directly.

Fortunately, I don’t know what the production method was used. The wooden boat looked very strong and did not make a strange sound when I stepped on it. Similarly, I couldn’t find a place where the water seeped.

safe!

Xicheng style is a little relieved.

But before he could feel relieved for two minutes, he clearly heard the place where they had been here... a terrifying and twisted wild scream came!

"As it true that he was still resurrected?"

Xicheng style muttered to himself.

He did not expect that he could solve the life of the ten-monster curse in one go.

But the other party recovered too quickly.

The speed of the direct catch-up caused some fluctuations in Xichengshi's heart.

Xicheng Style picked up the White Mist Godzi onto the boat, raised his hand and pushed the boat directly off the river bank with a wooden oar.

The water flows here very fast, and it takes a long distance to go down the water in an instant.

But even so, the Xicheng style could still see the ferocious aura, and the distorted face chased the small river beach at an unimaginable speed!

Its speed is unimaginable! It seems that the time it was killed by Xicheng style made it very annoyed.

"Difficult." Xichengshi threw the oar in his hand to the godson of Baiwu: "White Wu, you row, I will deal with it."
To be continued...