No, I feel several familiar scents on you."

That voice was mumbling to itself, and seemed to be telling Xu Zimo.

“No, no, it’s been too long. Let me think about it carefully.”

He thought for a long time and then said: "They are some old friends. I almost forgot their breath."

Of course Xu Zimo knew who the other party was talking about.

 Among them are the gods of fire, wood and wind.

 This is the inheritance he has received so far.

 “Do you still have my breath?” The voice from below came again in surprise.

“That’s not me, it’s the obsession I once gave up.

It seems you know more than I thought."

“Are you really the God of Water?” Xu Zimo was a little convinced now.

 Because there were many things that he never told anyone.

 And the other party has already felt it without even meeting each other.

 “Come down, let’s meet,” a voice came from below.

 “How do I get down?” Xu Zimo asked.

 He is not familiar with this flow of water, and he is like a headless ant now. He cannot directly break through it forcefully.

 Doing this may alarm the whole small world.

Although Xu Zimo is not afraid of those people, at least now is not the time.

 He wants to find out the truth before talking about it.

 “Put your hand on the wall in front and I can let you in,” said the voice.

 The voice fell, and immediately in front of Xu Zimo, there was a bulge on the wall.

 Stand directly in front of him.

Xu Zimo didn’t think much and directly pointed his palm at the stone pattern on it.

 Sounds began to sound.
Chapter completed!