The underground walkway is excavated deeply, and the shape of the walkway in the shape of the 'mouth' is supported by sleepers embedded in the gaps in the stone walls on both sides.

The old sleepers were worn out and still oozing black droplets, which made the entire walkway wet, and at the same time, the stone path under his feet was still slippery and slippery moss in some places.

It had been more than ten minutes since they walked into the underground walkway, but they didn't feel like they were going to the end at all.

In this confined and oppressive space... Even the most optimistic person will have heavy psychological pressure and become a bitter melon face.

It was supposed to be like this-

"It's so deep in..."

The White Mist Divine Son, who was closely behind Xicheng Shi, muttered to himself like a dream.

She grabbed her flashlight and looked around.

Although her expression has not changed much, you can see it just by looking at her movements here and there...

Not to mention the pressure, it's just very exciting.

But Xicheng Shi can still understand her.

She had been running around with her aunt since the beginning, and in a sense, it was understandable that she would feel fresh when she left the White Mist Chrysalis for the first time.

And in the oppressive environment of this atmosphere, it is actually not bad to have her to enliven the atmosphere.

"If you go down further, it's estimated that you'll be at the place, you stick to me closer."

Xicheng-style said in a flat tone:

"Good!"

The White Mist Divine Son almost didn't hesitate, and directly hugged Xicheng-style arm.

Her big pretty eyes blinked, and she was still probing her head around.

This little girl doesn't seem to know what the difference between men and women is... Let her stick closer to herself, and she will want to hang on top of her like a koala.

But...

In good conscience, it feels really good that the White Mist Divine Son posted it.

Although she doesn't have the body fragrance mentioned in the novel, her medium-length black hair also has a shampoo fragrance, her slender body is also soft when hung on her body, and her small face looks faintly white and beautiful when you look closer.

Besides?

What else could there be?

Have one's head in the clouds? Feeling uncomfortable?

The people who have these thoughts are young students who are in high school or have just graduated from high school to college.

But the Xicheng style is different.

He was a social person in his previous life, so of course it is impossible for him to shake his mind for this kind of thing.

After all, in the eyes of an average adult, this is really nothing.

He carried a flashlight, continued to look around, and walked forward.

Click, click...

The two continued to walk down.

After walking for about another twenty minutes, Xichengshi stopped, and the light of the flashlight flashed forward.

The corridor in front of him has been completely submerged.

Filthy black water spreads inward.

It seems that the surrounding rock walls have been eroded by underground waterways, and eventually the tunnel is flooded little by little.

The water is cold, and if you don't pay attention to it, you can even see that there is a shiny ice floe floating on it.

"Ready?"

Xichengshi glanced sideways at the White Mist Divine Son beside him.

"Hmm!" The White Mist Divine Son stared at this black water, took a deep breath, and nodded in response.

As mentioned earlier, she is not stupid, but in a sense, she lacks some common sense in life.

The White Mist Divine Son also knew.

Behind this piece of sewage is the White Mist home that he has forgotten.

Mother, father, the lost White Mist Home, the Valley of Fog, the towering Mist Peak.

All... It's all hidden behind this deep sewage.

She held the three-wheeled key in her hand, clinging to the Xicheng style.

Seeing her like this, Xicheng style didn't go on.

A cold mist burst out from the five fingers, obscuring him and the White Mist Divine Son under the control of the West City.

And then—

Step into the sewage.

Centered on the White Mist Divine Son and the Xicheng Style, the icy sewage was blocked out by the Senran White Mist.

It really worked!

Xicheng's mind moved, so he didn't hesitate and walked straight down.

Xicheng's body sank completely to the bottom of the water and walked towards the depths of the tunnel.

The bottom of the water is dark, and the light of the strong flashlight can't shoot out, so Xicheng can only grope forward according to his sense of direction.

As time passed, Xicheng could clearly feel that his breathing was a little unsmooth.

Is there a lack of oxygen?

Xicheng frowned.

It seems that although the white fog barrier can avoid water, it will also be isolated from the outside world.

Not only water, but also oxygen.

Just when Xicheng was about to retreat ashore, rest for a while, and then come down-

"Go over there, Shiki-kun."

The White Mist Divine Son suddenly opened his mouth and pointed to the right front.

Well?

Xicheng Shi glanced at the White Mist Divine Son more, and his eyebrows couldn't help but stir: "How do you know it's over there?" ”

"I don't know."

The White Mist Miko scratched his head and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe it's intuition... It seems to be an impression again... It should have gone over there. ”

Her expression became serious for a moment: "This may be the impression that I still have in my mind." You can't go wrong. ”

"Yes."

Looking at her serious expression, Xicheng Shi also nodded thoughtfully.

Truly.

Memories may be eroded by the immortal white mist, but the impression in the mind is not so ambiguous.

Therefore, what the White Mist Divine Son said is very credible.

Looking at such a white mist god, the Xicheng style is naturally the choice-

Clamped her waist under her armpit and ran back without hesitation.

The speed of this return was so fast that even the cute and beautiful face of the White Mist Divine Child was full of confusion.

"It's not... Shiki-kun! Believe me! Believe me! I really feel like it's in that direction! I kid you not! ”

Obviously, she didn't have any facial expressions, but just listening to her weak voice could give people a feeling of aggrieved by the White Mist Divine Son.

"I've always believed in you."

Xicheng Shi didn't even glance at the White Mist Divine Son, and replied.

"Really?!"

Hearing this, the White Mist Divine Son, who had originally tried to argue with reason, suddenly quieted down.

She blinked her big eyes, thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Good! Since Shiki-kun believes me, then I won't say anything more. ”

The little satisfied appearance of the White Mist Divine Son glanced at her more than that.

This little girl... It's too easy to coax, right?

Say a good word and be happy.

However, Xicheng Shi didn't say anything, he just rushed out of the water layer directly with the White Mist Divine Son, and at the same time waved his hand to disperse the cold white mist.

Nishijo-shiki, who had regained contact with oxygen, exhaled, and his eyebrows relaxed.

He did believe in the judgment of the White Mist Divine Son.

But you still have to leave everything behind.

What should I do if I go directly according to what the White Mist Divine Son said, but I hit a dead end, and at the same time, there is not enough oxygen for the return trip?

The Xicheng-style temperament naturally doesn't allow that kind of thing to happen.

That's why he chose to fix it for the time being, and then enter it when it was almost over.