The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

"What. How can I find the Linglong Stone in this ghostly place." Xuan Ge complained angrily.

I reached out to touch the mist, but withdrew my hand abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Xitong asked me vigilantly, and even Zhaoling looked at me.

"This fog... is memory!" I looked at Xitong in horror.

"Memory?" Xitong and Xuange asked in unison.

Just like the mist when we encountered the exorcist in the mortal world, this large area of ​​mist is actually because we accidentally entered other people's memories by mistake.

I turned my head, and saw Zhao Ling waving the folding fan without changing her face, the folding fan covered her face below the eyes, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.She said slowly: "The well of reincarnation in heaven has the ability to see the past and future of anything, including the fate of the most powerful god. But now the well of reincarnation is forcibly opened by the five immortals. There is some backlash effect. I am afraid that the spiritual power of the five immortals and the arrival of our four beasts just now have awakened many memories that are about to move."

Memory...?

I frowned, looking at the fog around me.Because in the 160 years of wandering in the mortal world, I have some understanding of things like memory.Memories only exist in the minds of living beings, but once they become obsessed, or are transformed into their current form due to some kind of spiritual power, once the person who touches this memory is bewitched, the memory will be confused at most if it is mild, and the memory will be confused if it is serious. Possibly even the soul will be trapped in this memory forever.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that Xitong had already stretched out his hand to touch the white mist.

"Sister Huan..." Xuan Ge walked to my side with a pale face, and tugged at my sleeve.I followed her gaze to look at Xitong, and also noticed something strange about Xitong.

"Xitong?" I called.

I saw Xitong's eyes were dull, his hands were still stretched out to touch the mist, but his legs were already walking in an unknown direction step by step as the mist receded.

"Xitong!" I was about to stop, but Zhaoling was already one step ahead of me. She waved the folding fan lightly with her right hand, and the wind from the folding fan easily dispersed the mist.Xitong was about to fall backwards as soon as she closed her eyes, so I hurriedly supported her.

"Cut, it's really troublesome." Zhaoling frowned with displeasure, she put away her folding fan and slapped it in her palm: "Don't touch those fogs, people who lack concentration and spiritual power are easily drawn .”

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a noisy voice in the mist all over the sky.Xuan Ge was so frightened that he hurriedly hid beside me, and Kong Ling also stood in front of me with a vigilant expression.

Zhao Ling frowned, but showed no fear.

That was the sound of countless insects flapping their wings.

many!

So many bugs!

My face paled a little.As the sound got closer, I could hear the sound clearly.He is calling a name.From beginning to end, there is only one name.

He said.

cool.

Cool?

I looked at the white mist in astonishment.But feel something is wrong.

"Ah—" As the white mist approached, the unconscious Xitong showed an extremely painful expression on his face.

"Xitong, Xitong, are you okay?" I reached out to grab Xitong's hand, but it was bounced away.Afterwards, Xitong's body emanated a strong spiritual power instantly.

I, Xuan Ge, and Zhao Ling stared at the spirit energy continuously overflowing from Xi Tong's body at the same time.Never seen... such a powerful aura.And that white mist seemed to have sensed something, and rushed towards us eagerly.