“Our Bright Moon Palace is built on a spirit mine, where the spiritual energy is richer than that of other sects. The junior sisters usually like flowers and plants, so gradually several mountain peaks have been planted with all kinds of flowers, which bloom all year round.”

Bai Wushuang spoke eloquently about the sect.

His eyes were filled with love for the sect.

The fragrance of the flowers put everyone in a good mood.

They followed Bai Wushuang to a place where she explained the origin of the scenery.

The scene ahead was incredibly dreamlike.

A stone bridge is built over a sea of ​​pure white flowers.

"Qinghe, Xiaobing, this is Yingxue Lake, a famous romantic spot in the cultivation world."

"Many couples use photo beads to take commemorative photos."

Gingerbread lifted her skirt and ran up, almost falling because she was in such a hurry. A long, slender arm reached out from behind her, and the owner of the arm firmly grasped her wrist.

"Senior sister, be careful."

"Th-thank you..."

She almost bit her tongue.

The boy only let go of her hand after he made sure she was steady.

Gingerbread turned around and, with a pounding heart, walked to the middle of the stone bridge.

The pure white flowers resemble a crystal-clear sea of ​​snow.

The wind blows.

Petals danced.

Like white snowflakes fluttering everywhere.

Su Qinghe took out the recording bead and said shyly, "Xiaobing, can you record this for me? I want to send it to Senior Brother Xiao."

Xiao Canglan?

It seems Senior Brother Xiao is going to succeed!

"Okay, senior sister, I'll help you."

Gingerbread held up the photo-taking bead, her black hair flying behind her head, and a pink hairband clipped between her dark hair looked especially beautiful.

flower.

Stone bridge.

The senior sister's skirt fluttered.

The boy quietly took out the photo recorder and, when no one was looking, recorded the most beautiful scenery in front of him.