The White Tiger Gate slowly opened, and the light shot out of the door dissipated after cutting off the head of Tiger Mountain, and thick clouds gathered in the sky again, but this time it was no longer dark clouds, but white clouds, interspersed with colorful auspicious clouds dotted with stars, making the whole sky extremely gorgeous. The sun hid behind the clouds, constricting its light, as if it was afraid of spoiling the beauty of the auspicious clouds.

The White Tiger Gate was completely opened, and the inside of the door was shrouded in fog.

"Again?" Seeing the mist inside the door, Lin Danhong's first reaction was to think of the misty forest that he had just walked out of, and the hallucinatory aroma in the air.

"It shouldn't be different, don't worry!" Sanqing heard Lin Danhong's words, walked to the door, looked at it, and then said.

"Let's go!" said impatiently, and then walked to the open White Tiger Gate.

"Danhong, you help Mr. Xiao Lu, I'll carry Brother Lu in!" Sanqing said to Lin Danhong, and then walked to Lu Xiao's side, pulled him up gently, Lin Danhong stepped forward to help him carry Lu Xiao, and then helped Mr. Xiao Lu and Sanqing into the White Tiger Gate together.

The painting slave who fell at the end looked up at the colorful clouds in the sky, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and when she was hesitating whether to enter the White Tiger Gate, the White Tiger Gate began to slowly close. She sighed, but still chose to walk in, after all, there were still people she cared about in the door, and if she didn't go in, he would be alone.

Sanqing walked into the White Tiger Gate with Lu Xiao on his back, Lin Danhong helped Mr. Xiao Lu to follow closely, because of Mr. Xiao Lu, they walked very slowly, I thought they would walk in this fog for a long time, but I didn't expect this fog to be much smaller than I imagined. Less than half an hour after they walked out, the fog stopped abruptly, and what appeared in front of them was a grassland that was neither barren nor prosperous, and the grass on the grassland was yellow and green, no higher than knees. Standing not far in front of him, with his back to Sanqing and the others, facing the grassland, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Lin Danhong asked loudly after seeing the left and right.

"I'm wondering, is there any White Tiger Circle here!" he said in a deep voice, and then turned his head to stare at Mr. Xiao Lu.

"Right at the end of the land at the junction with the mountains!" replied Mr. Lu, his voice weak.

"Mountain, can you see the mountain, where is the mountain, how long are we going to go!" said loudly left and right, impatience written on his face.

"Don't forget that everything here is illusory, you don't see a mountain now, maybe when you go out, the mountain will appear on its own!" General Sanqing said in a deep voice, and then gently lowered Lu Xiao to the ground.

After listening to Sanqing's words, he pondered carefully left and right, and it seemed to be such a truth, so he eased his mind a little and stopped saying anything.

"We need to drink water now, otherwise I'm afraid we won't be able to go far and we'll be finished together!" After placing Lu Xiao in place, Sanqing stood up, touched his chapped lips and said.

"You go find water, leave it to me here!" thought left and right, and then responded.

"Why are you like this, why don't you do anything, why aren't you going to someone!" When Lin Danhong heard this, he was angry and immediately retorted.

"Do you dare to drink the water I am looking for?" asked faintly, squinting left and right.

"You ......" Lin Danhong was instantly prevaricated by a word left and right, and he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I'll go, I'll take care of you here!" Sanqing took Lin Danhong's hand, and then said to the left and right.

"Go, I won't wait long for you!" said left and right coldly.

Sanqing nodded, picked up the two kettles and left quickly, Lin Danhong snorted coldly and walked aside angrily.

After a while, the painting slave who had fallen behind caught up.

"You go ahead and explore the way, this old guy said that the White Tiger Circle is at the junction of this grassland and the mountain!"

The painting slave raised his eyes and looked ahead, it was a vast expanse, and then he said, "There are mountains in this place?"

"Go and see, maybe there's something blocking your view!" he said, and the painting slave nodded, and then walked forward briskly.

After about half an hour, the sun in the sky suddenly became hot, making Lin Danhong and the left and right a little dizzy, not to mention the injured Mr. Lu and Lu Xiao.

The wound on Mr. Xiao Lu's face began to suppurate, and his consciousness was already a little blurry after bleeding for a long time and not getting water. He sat on the ground strongly, leaning on his lap against Lu Xiao, who was uncertain about his life and death, and both father and son were dying.

At this time, Sanqing came from not far away, and soon returned to everyone.

"Quick, help Mr. Xiao Lu drink water!" After coming back, Sanqing saw the Lu family father and son at first sight, and the situation was not optimistic, so he hurriedly handed Lin Danhong a pot of water and asked her to help the Lu family father and son. Lin Danhong hurriedly turned out the kettle and walked towards Mr. Xiao Lu and Lu Xiao.

"Here!" Sanqing opened another pot of water, took a sip, and then gave the rest to the left and right.

"Where did you get the water?" asked left and right, taking the kettle, confused.

"There's a river over there!, and in this way, there must be a mountain and it's not too far away!" replied Sanqing in a deep voice, and then sat down on the ground with a tired look on his face. In fact, I was still thinking about the soul Haoxuan who fell off the cliff.

"I asked the painting slave to take a look, and we'll know if there is a mountain or not!" said left and right, poured a mouthful of water, and then handed the kettle to Sanqing. Sanqing shook his head and motioned to himself not to drink. You're not welcome, and I drank all the rest of the water in one go.

"This water?" Over there, Mr. Xiao Lu, with the help of Lin Danhong, drank some water, and after drinking it, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"What's wrong? Mr. Xiao Lu!" As soon as Sanqing heard Mr. Xiao Lu's voice, he immediately got up and ran to Mr. Xiao Lu's side.

Mr. Xiao Lu was holding the kettle, a little excited, because just after drinking the water in the kettle, the wound on Mr. Xiao Lu's face suddenly stopped hurting. And you can clearly feel that the face is scarring!

"Give him all this water to drink!" Mr. Xiao Lu said excitedly, while Lin Danhong was a little stunned, standing in place and looking at Mr. Xiao Lu and not knowing what to do. Left and right showed the same doubts.

Under Sanqing's careful observation, he discovered the mystery and quickly took the kettle in Mr. Xiao Lu's hand. Squatted down and helped Lu Xiao sit up. Then he turned on the kettle and began to feed Lu Xiao, while Mr. Xiao Lu looked at his son with expectant eyes.

(End of chapter)