The White Mist Divine Son's face was expressionless, and his eyes flashed.

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be in a state of extreme calm.

But actually—

She was terrified!

It's really scary.

Even the strength to shout at Xicheng seemed to be completely gone.

But in reality, she didn't need to shout at all.

Seeing this scene, Xicheng Shishi, who had just broken through the white mist, rushed straight over, and at the same time, the mist of Sen Bai's coffin was wrapped in his hand, and a stabbing spear was formed in an instant.

He was going to throw it directly and nail the thing in front of the White Mist Divine Son.

But—

"God... Child? ”

The rotten yellow eyeballs of the skeleton woman rolled, and the scarlet flesh on her face fell off with the movement of her mouth opening and closing, and the broken syllables slowly fell to the ground.

Creatures that can communicate? And it seems that he still knows the White Mist Divine Son?

I hadn't heard of this from the mouth of the white mist chrysalis.

However, the situation in the old White Mist site is so ever-changing, and it seems that there are such exceptions.

The action of throwing the spear in the Xicheng style paused, and then he reached out and pulled the White Mist Miko to his side.

Stop, stop, Xicheng did not let down his vigilance.

He stared at the piece of flesh in front of him, which was still in human form, and the bone-white spear in his hand was ready to be released at any moment.

"Miko... The White Mist family has been... Shattered... The white mist poured out..."

The female skeleton stared at the White Mist Miko, her voice stammering.

The other party stood in place and didn't make any other moves, just let Xicheng pull the White Mist Divine Son away, staring at the White Mist Divine Son.

The female voice is hoarse and broken.

It didn't lean over, but it looked at it like this, and it didn't seem to have any intention of moving it at all.

Can you communicate?

From this point of view, the other party is indeed different from ordinary living remains, and it seems that they can get some information about the White Mist family from the other party's mouth.

"What should I do, Shiki-kun?"

The White Mist Divine Son asked in a low voice.

When it comes to this, she shows a particularly shrewd side.

She didn't ask.

Because the female skeleton in front of her obviously knew her. Although it is possible to obtain some information from the other side, no one knows whether the information is correct or wrong.

It is impossible to be gullible to anyone or anything.

The White Mist Divine Son obviously knew this as well.

If she asks and makes the other party realize that she has lost her memory, won't she be completely led away by the other party?

In such a treacherous environment as the Valley of the Fog, anything can happen.

Of course, the White Mist Divine Son would not act rashly.

With this in mind, she first asked about the Xicheng style around her.

"Do you have the ability to perceive good and evil?"

Nishiro also asked softly.

“... I can't sense it. ”

The White Mist Divine Son shook his head.

The other party is a living corpse, a deceased who was forcibly awakened by the power of immortality after death, and is in a half-dead state.

Her ability to sense good and evil is only directed at the living, and naturally not at this kind of existence.

"Is that so?" Xichengshi groaned: "Leave it to me next." ”

Then he looked at the skeleton in front of him and asked dryly, "What do you want to do?" ”

As soon as the ...... heard this, the female skeleton's face turned stiffly to the White Mist Divine Son.

When it found that the White Mist Divine Son was also staring at him expressionlessly, it stiffly dug into its abdomen with its shriveled fingers.

This was accompanied by a few disgusting digging sounds.

Under the gaze of the Nishijo Style and the White Mist Divine Son, it took out a snow stone that shimmered with white brilliance.

The light fluttered lightly, as if it were substance, dispelling the surrounding fog.

Feeling the effect of this snow stone, Xicheng's gaze flashed subconsciously.

Snow stones that can dispel fog... If you can get your hands on this key item, it will definitely not be much of a problem to cross the Valley of Fog.

"The White Mist Family... It's already dilapidated... In the cracks of the valley floor... The immortal white mist from the Yellow Springs... It's pervading... I was awakened by the power of immortality within. It's like this. ”

"Oh?"

Xicheng-style eyebrows were slightly raised, and he didn't say much.

"I... I hope that Miko can... With snow stones... Go to the White Fog Temple... Bring me the Flower Dew of Secret... Only the strong vitality of the secret flower dew... to keep me going. ”

As he spoke, he forcefully pulled a large piece of flesh with yellow juice from his thigh: "This body... It's completely rotten. ”

Secret Flower Dew.

According to the previous investigation, it should be an important material for making immortal spells.

But—

"Why am I doing this? That's just adding to my trouble. Xicheng stared at the other party calmly, and said in a cruel and cold tone: "I can completely snatch the snow stone from you and deal with you directly." ”

His words were full of tyranny, and even the White Mist Divine Son was stunned when he heard it.

Oh, yes...

Why is the West Side style so troublesome?

Chop the opposite side directly, and save a lot of trouble.

It's not a game plot, you have to complete a certain task to get a reward.

Listening to Xicheng's words, the movements of the female skeleton stopped for a moment, and then, her dim eyes turned to the white mist Miko, and her originally emotionless voice seemed to carry a sense of reminiscence.

"I... When he was alive... There's a name..."

"My name is..."

"White mist chrysalis."

White fog chrysalis?!

Hearing this name here, it made Xicheng's always stable state of mind a little shaken.

Because if the remains in front of him are the aunt of the White Mist Miko, the White Mist Chrysalis-

The white fog chrysalis that is now guarding Mt. Morinomiya... And who?

I thought the relationship had been sorted out a long time ago... In an instant... It gets blurry.

On the other side, the White Mist Miko was still expressionless, but when she looked closely, her eyelids moved up by almost two millimeters.

Obviously, she was also shaken when she heard the news.

But other than that, the White Mist Divine Son had no other reaction.

Because there's one more thing to think about—

The skeleton in front of you... Is it true or false?

The White Mist Divine Son turned to look at the West Castle style.

Right now... It depends on how the West Side style is handled.

"Oh... Are you a white fog chrysalis? Xicheng Shishi showed a sudden expression.

"Hmm." The skeleton nodded, and his chapped face turned to the White Mist Divine Son: "Originally, the Divine Son wanted to save me out... Opened the way in the flesh, and died several times for it... But in the end, the Son of God still failed. In order to cover her escape, I was given by the people of the Eternal Sacrifice Society..."

Speaking of which, the female skeleton looked at the White Mist Mizuko.

The rotten yellow eyeballs could no longer squeeze out tears.

But she still choked out of her throat in pain.

Contrary to what the white mist chrysalis outside said.

This white fog chrysalis said that he died in order to cover the white fog god.

This may be half-truths or all true.

Let the state of affairs -

It's getting more complicated.