Tang San of Douluo Continent is my younger brother

Because, according to my uncle, the closer you get to the Ritian Sect, the more dangerous it becomes.

Because the Ritian Sect has always been famous for its hidden weapon traps in the Wuhun Continent.

Therefore, the two of them must become extra cautious.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, the two of them may become two lonely ghosts in this barren mountain.

After entering the surrounding area of ​​Ritian Sect, Chen Xiao clearly felt a gloomy aura.

The mist that filled the place shrouded the mountains and forests.

The distance visible to the naked eye is getting smaller and smaller, so even if Chenxiao follows his uncle closely, he can only see his uncle vaguely.

If Chenxiao hadn't followed closely behind his uncle, he might have been lost in the vast mountains and sea.

Uncle Huang Niao took out two gas masks from the cloth bag he had prepared in advance.

After my uncle carefully put on a gas mask, he carefully warned Chenxiao: "The fog here may be poisonous, so be sure to wear a mask."

Chenxiao was also very obedient and quickly put on the mask.

Chenxiao didn't want to die before leaving the army.

Chenxiao still has a small wish in his heart, that is, to see the fairy sister who came to his dream again.

This distance from Ritian Sect seems to be very close, but in fact it is not that easy to walk.

The entire journey was filled with poisonous mist, which completely blocked their sight.

Chenxiao raised his head to look at the sky, but there was a vast expanse of white above his head, making it impossible to see the sky.

"This damn fog." Chenxiao cursed secretly in his heart. He had begun to have enough of this annoying fog.

And Chenxiao's physical fitness can hardly keep up.

On the one hand, the two of them have been on the road for a long, long time.

On the other hand, this white mist seemed to have magical powers and was devouring their energy.

Chenxiao suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of difficulty, spreading from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

And Chen Xiao's complexion began to slowly turn pale, and he obviously felt a little exhausted.

The uncle quickly turned around and stuffed a bottle of mountain spring water into Chenxiao's mouth.

The dusty sky is like drought ushering in rain and dew, sucking it in with all its strength.

Unexpectedly, Chenxiao drank the whole bottle of mountain spring water in one breath.

Finally, Chen Xiao seemed to be a little unsatisfied and licked the mouth of the bottle.

But what Chenxiao didn't know was that this bottle of water was already their last bottle of water.

However, my uncle did not tell Chenxiao the bad news directly.

That would definitely cause Chen Xiao to panic.

At this moment, the two of them were very, very close to the Ritian Sect.

Uncle Huang Niao was obviously very confident that he could successfully get out of this misty mountain forest.

As for Chen Xiao, after drinking a bottle of mountain spring water, he could clearly feel that Chen Xiao's complexion was gradually improving.

Chenxiao stood up again, like a brave and tenacious warrior, and continued to move forward.

My uncle was still leading the way cautiously, while Chenxiao also regained his strength and followed closely.

And finally, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared, the wind was gentle, the sky was blue and the clouds were white, it was another sunny day.

This is what a summer should be like.

This is the first time in Chenxiao's history that he appreciates this hot summer so much, and even feels that the sun above his head has a slightly cute and naughty temperament.

With great difficulty, Chenxiao and his uncle finally walked out of the misty mountain forest.

And right in front of them was an endless, endless river.

The meandering river stretches to the farthest point of sight like an earthworm.

However, Chenxiao's focus is certainly not on these. His eyes are full of drinks.

Finally having a good drink, Chenxiao rushed over regardless, ready to drink the small river in one go.

My uncle quickly stopped this reckless boy.

Then my uncle took out a silver needle from his cloth bag and stuck it into the river water.

The silver needle has not changed.

Only then did my uncle let go of Chenxiao and let him plunge his whole head into the river.

The uncle himself also came to the side, took off his already very dirty clothes, and completely soaked his body in the river water.

Chenxiao turned his head and saw this scene, and he realized that his great-uncle's figure was so perfect.

The prominent eight-pack abs, biceps, and dorsal thighs.

My great-uncle is all muscle...

Chen Xiao has never seen anyone with such a low body fat percentage, and he really admires his uncle and grandpa.

Therefore, Chenxiao didn't stop to admire it. He simply took off all his clothes and jumped into the winding river.

After the grandfather and grandson finished washing in the river, they washed their clothes and dried them on the branches of a tree.

Then, the two of them rested against the tree trunk.

Running around along the way was really exhausting, and within a short time Chenxiao was already shouting.

The shout was deafening, but my uncle didn't seem to be disturbed.

During nap time, except for the cries of the dust, the surroundings were extremely quiet.

On the contrary, Chenxiao's voice was in great contrast with the surrounding environment, and was a little out of place.

After resting for less than half an hour, my uncle woke up and was ready to continue setting off.

The two of them had to arrive at Ritian Sect before dark, otherwise the nights here would not be peaceful, and various spirit beasts would often appear.

For the sake of safety, my uncle woke up Chenxiao, who was still sleeping soundly, and continued on his way.

Although there was a small river blocking the road in front of the two of them, this did not trouble the two of them.

My great-uncle exerted some soul power and flew to the other side of the river with a "whoosh" sound.

As for Chen Xiao, he has been swimming in various rivers, seas and lakes with his father since he was a child. Such a small river cannot stop him.

Three times five times two times, Chenxiao had swam from one side of the river to the other side of the river and met up with his great uncle.

"Let's go, there should be Ritian Sect not far ahead." My uncle's words were like a reassurance.

Chenxiao felt relieved after hearing this.

The hard work over the past month has not been in vain after all.