After a while of hard work, Xicheng Style found a hot spring hotel and stayed in temporarily.

It's about to end the year. Many Japanese have entered idle state at this stage. Some Japanese have also taken advantage of the end of the year to go out for a trip. It's good to find this hot spring hotel.

The store directly prepared yukata and slippers, but to be honest, it was still a bit cold when walking back and forth in the hotel in a thin layer of yukata.

In order to drive away the cold, Xicheng style washed her body and simply soaked in the hot spring.

It is worth mentioning that on the tram, Xichengshi also learned from Bai Wu Kuizi's mouth where the former site of Bai Wu's house is located.

The Baiwu family is located in Morimiya Mountain in Akita Prefecture.

But--

"The entrance to the White Mist Temple and the Misty Valley has long been flooded by the Misty Valley waterways. Even if the Son of God can open the road to Misty Valley, this kind of weather sinks to the cold bottom of the water, it is unrealistic to think about it."

The white mist pupa was soaked in the hot spring and couldn't help but shake his head.

The Valley of Wu Hidden, Baiwu Temple, Wu Peak and other places are located in the spiritual realm.

The so-called spiritual realm is sandwiched between the present and hidden worlds.

If you want to go to that place, you will only have the three-wheeled key in the hands of the God of White Mur.

Plus the entrance is located on the underground street.

But there was already flooded by waterways when the Baiwu family died... Ice water was drifting in this snowy weather?

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible.

No matter how much it is said, it is impossible to do such an unwise thing, right?

Thinking of this, Bai Wu Ku Zi breathed.

"But I think Shijun really knows that place."

The White Mur Godzi, who had not spoken next to the Kuzi, spoke.

After saying this, the God of White Mur, seemed a little embarrassed, hurriedly sank half of his pretty face into the hot spring water.

Gulugulu—

The sound of her spitting bubbles sounded on the hot spring water.

Bai Wupuzi turned his head and asked in a gentle tone:

"Why do you think so?"

"Well..."

The White Mist Godson raised his cute face and patted his chest proudly. After a wave of turbulent waves-

Her confident voice then made:

"I guess!"

When she said this, she still had a expressionless face, but her eyelids were raised a little higher than usual.

Regarding her performance, Bai Wu Kuizi looked sad and felt a little complicated.

If the White Murphy Godson had expression on his face... I guess he should be browsing and proud now, right?

But the emotions she can show on her face now are nothing more than just lifting her eyelids a few centimeters and raising her eyebrows.

Whenever I see Bai Wu God Son like this, Bai Wu Ku Zi's heart will feel a vague pain.

The emotions of struggle and regret also ferment.

When she escaped from Baiwu's family, she was caught by members of the Yongji Society in order to cover the escape of Baiwu's God Son.

Then, the son of Baiwu, who had returned, broke several thighs with his superb soul thought attainment and the immortal curse of the Baiwu family. At the cost of his arm, he finally rescued her.

Afterwards, the pursuers rushed over, and the limbs of the White Mist broke again and died of blood several times... Although he finally escaped, the White Mist of the White Mist could not even express his emotions on his face because of the devouring of the Immortal White Mist.

All she said to Xicheng style is true.

In the past, the son of Baiwu was elegant and dignified, with soft and soft words, and a clear and wise mind. He was the most outstanding son of the son of Baiwu family in recent years.

"aunt!"

The Baiwu Godson's surprised voice sounded: "Are you crying?"

"Who bullied you? I must teach him a lesson!"

When she said this, her face seemed to be shining, and her voice became vicious, as if she was really going to fight to the death.

If you die, you will die, she is not afraid of death anyway.

But soon, the "divine light" on his face suddenly dissipated as if he had thought of something.

She said hesitantly: "No, but I can't beat Shijun, aunt, if you are bullied by Shijun, I can only be bullied by him with you."

Seeing her cute appearance like this, Bai Wu Kuizi couldn't help laughing:

"No, don't worry, Son of God. I'm just thinking, if Nishicheng Jun really wants to go to the former Baiwu site of Moriguyama Mountain, what should we do next."

"We can only help Shijun. If Shijun can become more powerful, we don't have to be afraid of the eternal sacrificial lesson, right?"

The White Mist Godson lay on the hot spring stone and his head turned sideways.

She didn't know what the Baiwu Puzi and the Xicheng style discussion meant, because most of them had forgotten.

But if Xicheng Style needs her, she will definitely help.

“That’s right.”

Bai Wu Kuzi was thinking as he listened to Bai Wu Godzi's words.

If the Xicheng Style can really get inherited by the Baiwu family, there will be no problem in keeping them both.

The first thing to consider is how to walk through the long tunnel soaked with ice water so that the Xicheng style and the White Mist God Son can reach the entrance smoothly.

typical...

Entrance...

The white mist pupa was thinking.

Then--

"By the way! I remember that the underground aisle has drainage mechanisms that specifically deal with this situation!"

The white mist pupa's eyes floated.

As long as the Xicheng style can open the drainage mechanism, there will be no problem reaching the entrance.

However, the drainage mechanism is located very hidden, and even if it can be found, it will probably take a lot of effort.

At that time, it was probably discovered by members of the Yongji Society who were guarding the former site of Baiwu.

Thinking of this, Bai Wu Kui pinched her chin.

To be honest, if the Bai Wu family's "Found Mist" - that is, the Xicheng-style spiritual tools she gave to Xicheng-style that day, could be more handy, things would not be so troublesome.

After all, after the "Found Mist" is physicalized, a thin film can be formed to produce a waterproof effect.

But how is that possible?

"The Mist of the Coffin" is a spiritual tool that condenses the efforts of the Baiwu clan. Even if the Baiwu family uses it, it cannot be so easy to use it.

Xicheng style is not a god, how can it reach that height?

after all--

After all, it was the crystallization of the efforts of the Baiwu clan. Even if Xichengjun is very talented, it is impossible to reach that level in a short time.

She thought so, and also imitated the White Mist God Son next to her to hide half of her face into the hot spring water.

Then--

"Oh? Have you taken a bath?"

Xichengshi, who was standing in the room, looked at the stunned Baiwu Kuizi strangely, then stretched out his hand and said:

"By the way, I just tried the effect of the coffin mist and found that after scattering it all over the body and then solidifying it, it can produce a water-repellent effect. In this way, the problem of immersing the water in the white mist tunnel should be perfectly solved."

When he said this, the thick white mist of coldness was entangled around the Xicheng-style body.

The physical white mist seemed to be able to pull people into it and swallow them.

Looking at this Xicheng style, the white mist pupa opened its mouth.

The hard work of Bai Wu family...

Even if Xicheng Style is a very talented person, it is impossible to reach this level in a short period of time...
Chapter completed!