"Shijun, welcome."

The White Mist God Son blinked.

This ice sculpture is as usual, and when she sees the Xicheng style, she still has an overly beautiful ice sculpture face. However, if you look carefully, you can still clearly find the curiosity in her eyes.

After all, in her opinion, Xicheng style is a relationship with her allies who share honor and disgrace and live and die together, so she still needs to care about it at this time.

"Well, I want to discuss some things with Aunt Kuizi, and came over to disturb me in the middle of the night."

Xichengshi explained and looked inside the house.

The White Misty God Son and the White Misty Drum Son now live in a small wooden house in the suburbs of Tokyo provided by the Gods Association.

This small wooden house is not big, and the living room inside is pitifully small, with an area of ​​only about 6 meters. According to the area, it is only nine square meters.

Some of the furnishings in the hut are dilapidated. Due to the humid weather in Japan, mottled mold has appeared in many corners.

This environment is extremely difficult than the previous large villa of Baiwu family.

Even the dilapidated rental house in Xicheng style is much better than here.

It’s just that the God of White Mist is born with a potential for extra optimism.

Even if she lives in this place, she is still as always, and her expression is full of excitement.

The White Mist Godson took Xicheng style directly into the living room, and then sat down close to him, wanting to keep him warm.

At the same time, her little feet in stockings were stuffed into the stove.

The warmth of the stove made her put her head on the small square table, and her snow-white and beautiful face was filled with a look of satisfaction.

Alas——It was Shi Jun who had just entered the house, and he was still wearing snowflakes. It was too cold to stick to him. Otherwise, it would be perfect.

"Good evening, Xichengjun."

Bai Wu Kuzi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for the Xicheng style that came in.

She asked softly, "I'm still here to visit so late... Is something wrong?"

"There are movements over there, and it may be a bit unsafe here."

Xicheng style has no intention of concealing it, so he said directly.

"Yeah, I get it."

Bai Wu Ku Zi nodded and looked at Bai Wu God Son at the same time.

Without hesitation, the God of White Mur simply stood up and said, "I'll go and clean up now, Aunt Kuzu."

She stood up, walked out of the living room, and went to the room to pack up her things.

"Aunt Puzi has been mentally prepared for a long time?"

Xichengshi also planned to explain the current situation, but he didn't expect that the White Murch Godzi and the others would react so quickly.

"This isn't that I'm mentally prepared."

Bai Wu Kuzi smiled and shook his head: "It was the Son of God who thought of it early."

The Godzi of Baiwu is not stupid, she just has little stubbornness in her mind.

But even so, the God of White Mist can actually be called a smart person.

"Son of God has been preparing for moving from the beginning, and she also knows that she can't stay in this place for too long."

"Yeah?"

The West City style is quite surprising.

The White Mist God Son had guessed it long ago.

"And today, Shijun, you came here so late to visit us. You look so urgent, most of the time, that group of bad guys are greedy for me again."

The Godzi of Baiwu dragged two suitcases outside the living room door, with his face full of disgust towards the Yongjihui.

Although it is somewhat unnatural to say something like "I'm greedy for my body again" with a serious expression.

But this is also true.

"But before leaving, I have something to tell Xichengjun."

Bai Wu Kuzi stood up, not struggling too much in his expression.

She said naturally:

"Most of the people of the Eternal Sacrifice Association want to capture the Son of God not just to promote the progress of studying the Immortal Curse. There is also the key to opening the former site of the Baiwu Family in the Son of God."

This was originally a question that Xicheng style wanted to ask.

He thought it would take some time to ask.

But no one expected that Bai Wu Kuizi would come up with it here.

Xicheng Style put down the teacup, stood up and said, "Let's talk while walking. It's past nine and forty, and I just can catch the last bus."

"good."

The white mist pupa nodded.

They closed the appliances, dragged their suitcases, and quickly left the cabin.

The night is very deep.

The faint and pale light of the street lights cannot bring any warmth to the pedestrians.

"On the one hand, the son of God and I don't want to think about the matters related to the Baiwu family anymore, and on the other hand, the former site of the Baiwu family was too dangerous, and Xichengjun was still wearing wounds at that time. For various reasons, I didn't tell you about this."

Bai Wu Kuizi walked forward while explaining to the Xicheng style beside him:

"The secret key of the Baiwu family, also known as the three-wheeled key, can only walk through the Wu Hidden Valley without any trouble, cross the layers of fog peaks, and finally arrive at the Baiwu Temple where the immortal spells and heritage are hidden."

After hearing this, Xicheng Style roughly understood.

In other words, the surrounding environment of the Baiwu family is dangerous. Only the Baiwu God Son who holds the three-wheeled key can walk through those dangerous places safely and finally arrive in the temple where the immortal mantra is hidden.

“It’s not just that.”

Bai Wu Ku Zi shook his head and continued: "People who have three-wheeled keys can also gain the inheritance of their eyes."

She lowered her voice and said in an inexplicably serious tone: "The secret three-wheeled title of the Baiwu family."

"Three-wheeled title?"

This is another rare word, Xicheng style asked after answering the conversation.

"Well. When the Baiwu family still existed before, I occasionally overheard the elders in the family talking about it."

The white mist pupa reveals the look of memories:

"Some people say that after having the Three-Wheel Episode, they can see through death and see through the Yellow Spring. Some people say that only the immortal son of the Baiwu family can bear the Three-Wheel Episode, and the bodies of others will explode and die because they cannot bear its burden... Anyway, there are many different opinions."

"Only I can bear it? I'm exploding and dying?"

When Bai Wu Shenzi heard these words that absolutely could not help but raise her head, and then couldn't help but sigh:

"Hey, I really don't want to always bear the pressure that I shouldn't have at my age."

She looked serious and seemed to be secretly sad about it.

This look made Xicheng style stretch out his hand and pull her soft and white face.

"It hurts so much! I was wrong! Shijun! Don't pinch me-"

The Godzi of Baiwu clapped Xicheng's hand and grinned.

The white mist pupa next to him didn't care about the movements between them, she just continued:

"To sum up, the former site of Baiwu Family is actually a very dangerous place. In addition, there are staff guarding the Yongji Society at the entrance, so I suggest that the farther away from that place, the better."

"Well, I think what Auntie Kui makes a lot of sense."

Xichengshi nodded after thinking for a moment, then asked:

"So where is the former site of Baiwu Family?"

"ah?"

The white mist pupa who originally planned to choose a farther place opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

Wait a minute...didn't you say what I said makes sense?
Chapter completed!