In the past, if you wanted to enter the Western Desert, you had to bypass the Land of the Dead, which would take more than half a month's journey. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But now, the Land of the Dead has been destroyed, and after the Land of the Dead was destroyed, the ruins left behind have also disappeared a few days ago.

So a new route was first opened up by the Huo family caravan, which crossed from the former place of death, and directly entered the territory of the Western Desert.

The distance was greatly shortened, and merchants, monks, and ordinary people began to walk along this short path.

There are also some rangers who are excited to come to this once extremely mysterious and terrifying place to explore.

For a time, this newly opened road was very lively, with endless pedestrians and neighing horses.

And as the first three people to embark on this shortcut, Meng Qianeon, Little Fat Man and Dan'er, the three of them have already walked out of the land of death at this time.

I saw a fierce huge white tiger, standing at the junction of the land of death and the Western Desert, on his body, Meng Qiangu, who was dressed in white, and the little fat man and Dan'er, who were also wearing purple clothes, were riding on the body of this huge white tiger.

Several people glanced back at the place of death, and then looked towards the Western Desert.

The Western Desert, from a distance, is a desolate desert, and a hot feeling instantly spreads. But in the land of death, I don't feel a trace of heat.

After thinking about it for a while, Dream Eternal understood it.

After the underground River Styx dried up, under the destruction of the battle of the demigods, the course of the underground River Styx, and the branch of the Tongtian River, which was not far from the place of death, the Ru River, ran through.

This Ru River is in Zhangjiagou, the water flow is very large, and it is cold and biting, so that the heat of the Western Desert cannot reach the place of death.

And before the Land of the Dead is destroyed, the heat of the Western Desert will not be able to reach the Land of the Dead.

"Let's go!" Meng Qiangu sat on the white tiger's back and patted the white tiger gently.

"Roar" The white tiger glanced back at this ruin of the Land of Death, the place where he had lived for countless years, roared, carried the three of them, and ran towards the Western Desert.

This huge white tiger is a pure white tiger puppet created by Dream Eternal at a huge cost.

But it is different from other puppets, it has its own memories and thoughts, but now Meng Qianeon has put the mark into his soul fire, and it is also a different nature of confession.

In the process of the white tiger's running, the destructive qi around it slowly converged, and the three of them ran quickly in this endless desert.

The three of them rode the white tiger, braving the hot sun and the heat of the desert, all the way to the west.

Although Dan'er has now reached the middle stage of transformation, he can't stand the high temperature here, and even the little fat man is sweating profusely, spitting hot breath.

Meng Qiangu was slightly better, after all, he had cultivated the power of ice cold before, and later he was smelted into the Yin Pill of Taiji Yuan Dan, which could be converted into the power of ice cold at any time to cool himself down.

"No, no, boss, I'm so tired, if only I had a sip of cold water to drink, that's cool!" the little fat man shouted on the back of the white tiger.

Meng Qiangu took out a pot of wine without saying a word, and the power of cold instantly poured in, and then handed it to the little fat man.

"Wow, it's so cool!" the little fat man took the flask, felt the coldness coming from the jug, and shouted excitedly.

I saw him quickly open the flask and pour it into his mouth.

"Ah, it's so refreshing, it's more comfortable than countless delicacies!" A fat man drank this pot of ice wine in one go, and under the sunlight, bursts of high temperature came from the desert, and the little fat man hugged the back of the white tiger and fell asleep after a while.

Fortunately, at this time, the white tiger exuded a trace of suction, firmly sucking the little fat man's body on his back.

Dan'er looked at the wine jug in the little fat man's hand, pursed her lips slightly, looked at the dream of eternity, and stopped talking!

Dream Eternal didn't look back, and a delicate water bag sitting on animal skin appeared in his hand and handed it to Dan'er behind him.

"Ah" The moment Dan'er's hands touched the water bag, a coolness ran down her hand into her body, and an indescribable comfort rose quickly in Dan'er's heart.

"Thank you Young Master Lin Xi!" Dan'er said politely.

"You're welcome, drink, in this desert, the monk is only slightly better than the average person. The voice of the dream of eternity came.

Dan'er picked up the animal skin water bag, gently opened the lid, and slowly drank the cool water.

The water in this bag has a faint salty taste, but there is no trace of animal skin, and it is obviously specially treated.

Dan'er was smart, and guessed at once that this water bag and light salt water must have been prepared by Lin Xigongzi when he was planning to enter the Western Desert.

"Although the son is average in appearance, his temperament is chic and free, coupled with his strong strength and such carefulness, he is really a good man!" Dan'er thought silently in her heart.

At this time, Meng Qianegu is already sixteen years old, and he is no longer a dreamer who only knows how to sleep every day.

Dream Eternal didn't care about all this, just sat at the front of the white tiger's back, looking at this boundless desert from afar.

Only below them, this huge white tiger, easily galloped through the desert, as if nothing had happened.

After all, after the refining of dreams through the ages, the white tiger at this time already has the soul power of the early stage of channeling, and its body is simply a treasure, which can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate, this is simply a real white tiger.

The white tiger was galloping in this desert, and in an instant, a trace of familiar feeling came up, as if it had been running in the desert like this, but when it was, it couldn't remember!

Between the two tiger eyes of the white tiger, there was a trace of confusion.

Meng Qiangu noticed the abnormality of the white tiger, reached out on the head of the white tiger, and patted it gently.

"Don't think about it so much, you have already been reborn, why do you have to worry about those things in your previous life? Only living in the present is the most important thing!" Dream Eternal voice sounded in the soul of the white tiger.

Dream eternal told to the white tiger, but also to himself.

Only living in the moment is the most important thing!

So the white tiger shook his huge head, left everything behind, and quickly ran in this endless desert.

On the seventh day after the dream of the ancient people entering the desert, the first caravan entered the border of the Western Desert, and a flag was planted on the carriage with a golden "Huo" written on it!

And a middle-aged man with a fat body, riding on a horse, looked at the Western Desert from afar.

If Meng Qiangu is here, he will definitely recognize that he is Huo Wuving, the second master of the Huo family, and Huo Siyan's grandfather.

And this caravan is also the team of the Huo family to open up a new trade route!