"There are actually very few records about the reviving memory of the Baiwu family's son. I have read the Baiwu family's collection because I care about this before..."

The Godson of White Murm showed a thoughtful look: "I only found a record of the Godson of White Murm to restore memory in one book... I only had a short unclear sentence."

The Xicheng style that I had been listening to was still listening to was unable to help but touch my chin.

The Baiwu family did a great job. After reading through the books, they only had a sentence about the Son of God restoring their memories...

But it is still necessary to ask, Xicheng style looks at the White Mist Godson.

"The meaning of that sentence seems to be... In front of the secret flower, only the temple master can see the way out of the lost memory of the Son of God."

Only the temple master can see...

This is indeed mindless and vague.

The temple master here should refer to the head of the Baiwu family.

And before the flower of the secret...

Xichengshi turned his head and looked at the dense flower with light chips floating behind him.

"Before the Flower of Secret..."

He murmured to himself.

Specially referring to the identity and the location...

Then of course there is a problem with the Xicheng style.

Why does it take the Baiwu family leader to see the "lost way to the Son of God who lost his memory"?

What's special about him?

The answer may be unexpectedly simple—

Three-wheeled items.

The eyes flashed in Xicheng style, and the complex patterns circled obscurely under the eyes.

He activated the Triaxial Order and looked at the dense flower hovering in the air again.

From the perspective of the three-wheeled purpose, all the details of the translucent flower are visible with a slightly dark blue light.

And at the petals of the dense flower, there is a mysterious and quiet white light.

That's...?

Xicheng style squinted his eyes.

"Have you found anything, Shijun?"

"Well... it's something I care a little about."

Xicheng style nodded.

The little girl, Bai Wu Godzi, has the intuition as sharp as ever.

Xicheng style raised her hand and signaled her to retreat, then shook her wrist—

The rope condensed by the fog of the coffin shot into the rock wall, and the wrist trembled again. The rope of the fog of the coffin contracted, and the Xicheng-style body was stretched to the side of the dense flower in the air.

At this time, Xicheng Style discovered the white light body wrapped in petals.

It was a flower seed floating in the translucent buds.

This flower seed looks ordinary, and even the three-wheeled order cannot tell the wonderful energy contained in it.

Could it be that... this flower seed is the key to restoring the memory of the White Mist Godson?

Xicheng Style didn't think for a long time, so he simply stretched out his hand and took off the flower seeds.

And just the moment his finger was about to touch the flower seeds-

call out!

The sharp sound of wind came from the air, followed by the cry of the White Mist Godson: "Shijun! Be careful!"

In the air, the dense flower isatis roots actually squirmed and pulled towards Xicheng's body!

The Xicheng style itself is in mid-air and cannot dodge left and right.

Even if you loosen the rope condensed by the coffin mist, you can't avoid this attack by relying on the falling speed.

In this case, Xicheng Style turned over and pulled the rope, and the body avoided the rush upwards.

"Is this true?"

Xicheng style, which was close to the rock wall, stared at the dense flowers that were gradually calming down below, and muttered to himself.

Through his previous experiences, he had already made precautions and suspected that the Mitsubishi had low wisdom and had expected this to happen.

But Xicheng style did not expect that when taking flower seeds, the opponent would suddenly attack.

And that strength...

Xicheng Style took a look at the deep ditch marks on the rock wall behind it.

If this is to hit him...

But there is also good news.

Xicheng Style took a look at the completely calming flower of secret.

It seems that only when taking flower seeds can this secret flower riot attack people.

"Shijun, is it okay?"

The White Mist Godzi half raised his head.

She saw the attack from Mizhihua just now.

It can be smashed directly into the rock wall.

"I'm fine." Xicheng style waved his hand and pressed against the rock wall behind him.

He plans to try again.

It's like getting an injection, while your arms are not paying attention—

Bang!!!

He kicked hard at the rock wall.

The huge thrust made him approach the flower buds of the secret in an instant.

And the next moment—

He stretched out his palm and took advantage of the fact that the dense flower was not paying attention to it, and directly picked the flower seeds.

It's really a matter of not paying attention to the secret flower.

It didn't even move its leaves and stems. When the Xicheng style completely landed and pulled the White Mist God Son to rush out, it seemed that it had discovered something and was rioting wildly!

The overwhelming rhizomes were pulled out! Throwing hard at Xicheng Style and the White Mist God Son!

But it was too late.

Xicheng Style had already pulled the White Mist Godzi and left the cave.

Only the huge dense flower of crazy riots behind him was left, and he was as incompetent as humans.

......

"It seems that it can't leave that cave."

Feeling the violent trembling of the ground, Xicheng style stopped and looked at the dusty cave behind him.

It was like a menopausal woman who lost her son, even if she had run out of the cave, the flowers of the secret are still struggling with them.

But that has nothing to do with the West City style.

He has already obtained what he wants to get.

Under the gaze of the God of White Mist, Xicheng style spread his palms.

This is a crystal clear flower seed.

Its surface emits a faint white light, which looks extremely mysterious.

"Is this...the flower seeds of the flower of the secret?"

The White Mist Godzi was indeed very knowledgeable and could see what Xicheng Shi had in his hand at a glance: "In other words... Shi Jun snatched the seeds of the Mitsui Flower... so it became like this?"

She was very quick-thinking and thought of something in an instant.

"Can it be the key to restoring memory...it's on the seeds of the dense flower?"

"I can't be sure, either." Xichengshi replied plainly.

Yes, he couldn't be sure either.

After all, he only roughly inferred the result. Whether he can use this flower seed to restore memory depends on the subsequent performance of the Baiwu Godzi himself on this flower seed.

"..." The Godson of Bai Wu was choked to death by this sentence.
To be continued...