The door of Zhishan's room was still open, Hua Weiluo thought about it, walked to the front of his room, stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, but no one answered, so she poked her head in and looked, but found that the room was empty.

"This guy doesn't know where to go...... Hua Weiluo pouted, originally wanted to find him to take him around the mountain, but he didn't expect him to be there.

Hey, forget it if she's not there, let's go out and have a look for herself.

Before the flowers fell, he went directly out of the courtyard and looked at the bamboo bridge in front of him.

The bamboo bridge has no end in sight, it seems to extend far away, and the clouds and mist roll under the bridge, and the fog is swirling.

Hua Weiluo thought about it, and walked along the bamboo bridge in the direction of the opposite mountain.

When she walked to the middle of the bamboo bridge, she felt as if she was in a fairyland, the blue sky was like a good sapphire, shining in the sunlight, one by one the white clouds floated leisurely in the air, both sides of the bridge were beautiful mountains, under the bridge was the rolling clouds, and then looked down at a white robe on her body, the flower did not fall and felt that if she held a whisk in her hand like an old Taoist priest, there would definitely be a fan of Guanyin Niangniang.

Walk to this bamboo bridge, come to the opposite mountain, the first thing that catches your eye is a majestic waterfall, flying straight down, the sound is like thunder, like a galloping horse, like a swimming dragon, under the scorching sun, move back and turn like a jasper chain.

The waterfall rolled with white waves, splashed with jade and silver droplets, and shimmered with colorful glow. There was a continuous and continuous sound of spring thunder, majestic and majestic, heroic and open.

The place where the waterfall falls is a beautiful lake, the lake water is clear and transparent, surrounded by green trees, the fragrance of flowers is curling, and colorful butterflies are fluttering among the flowers, as if you have strayed into the holy land of Yao Chi.

"I can't imagine that there is such a beautiful scenery in the place where this temple is located." Hua Weiluo walked leisurely to the lake, slowly squatted down, and looked at his own reflection in the lake.

By the way, after crossing over, I haven't seen what my face looks like, I don't know if it will be like she saw those novels, with a face that captivates the country and the city, and harms the heroes.

Hua Weiluo thought like this, and his eyes looked at the reflection in the lake, huh...... Well......

This one...... How so......

Hua Weiluo's brows furrowed slightly, the face in this reflection was too ordinary.

She looked at her thick eyebrows like crayon Xiaoxin, eyes that are not big or small, flat nose bridge, thick lips, and faint freckles on her cheeks.

It's no wonder that even the sturdy body of the Zhizhen junior brother willingly calls himself senior sister.

No wonder the best junior brother is afraid that when he falls down, he does not use the princess to hug him, but directly carries his collar.

This face, if she changes herself, she can't hold her hand.

Ay...... Hua Weiluo reached out in annoyance and shattered the reflection in the lake, why did she forget to ask Hei Xiaochang and Bai Xiaochang to be as beautiful as a flower......

Before the crossing, although she was not a big beauty, she still had a little freshness, and now with this appearance, if others don't call her senior sister, even if she is a man, no one will doubt it.

The flowers are completely depressed, and everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention that she is still a little girl in the boudoir.

Forget it, let's wash your face and accept your fate......

It's just that...... As soon as her face got wet, it was as if something was falling off.