After a moment, Ning Feng suddenly looked up and raised his hand from his arms.

Bai Xiaoxiao didn't understand why, so she looked towards his hand.

I saw that on Ning Feng's open palm, a small handful of dust-like things floated away, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers.

"What is this?" Bai Xiaoxiao blurted out.

Ning Feng replied lightly: "Pece, the last petal."

"What?" Bai Xiaoxiao didn't understand, and when she was excited, she started to surf the dialect in her hometown.

Ning Feng naturally would not be in the mood to explain to him how wonderful this thing from the garbage mother-in-law is. This is the medium for the two people to remember together.

Through the consumption of the last petal, Ning Feng saw a well with golden light in Chen Xiwei's memory.

This is the last clue that Ning Fengneng got.

"Xiwei must be there."

Ning Feng repeated this judgment in his heart, and even he himself didn't know whether this was giving him confidence or that he really believed it.

He quickly headed towards the place where the golden light rose.
Chapter completed!