063 Hushan Chixia

An Xueruo looked at Fan Tianjunlang's side face, and after smiling secretly, she said softly in a light Yuyin: "This white bridge is a skilled craftsman of my Donglin School, carefully designed and built, and has a history of more than 1,000 years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Oh! The dragon wood can not rot for thousands of years in the water, and it uses strong buoyancy. The skilled craftsmen of our Donglin School are really amazing. Fan Tian walked towards the bridge while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the rainbow shadow of the white bridge, and after thinking about it, Fan Tiancai said slowly: "The rainbow shadow in the rainbow shadow of the white bridge is not a real rainbow, but refers to the magical arch of this bridge!"

An Xueruo nodded, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the bright smile made her already youthful and invincible face even more full of charm, she saw that Fan Tian liked the beautiful scenery here, and sped up her pace, and then said softly: "Yes, Brother Fan Tian, hurry up and let's go up to the covered bridge, and you can see the fourth view of the eight views of Donglin, Hushan Chixia." ā€

The two came to the white bridge, An Xueruo walked in front of Fan Tian lively, and turned back to Fan Tian and said, "Fan Tian, come here, this is the best angle to enjoy the Chixia of Hushan." We can only enjoy four of the eight views of Donglin along the way. This is the last scene. ā€

Fan Tian hurriedly followed behind An Xueruo, came to the middle of the white bridge, and followed An Xueruo's finger to look upstream of Liuhua Creek.

I saw an oasis in the distance, on top of which stood a small stone mountain shaped like a wine pot, and below the mountain was a blooming peach blossom forest. Presumably, the falling flowers of this stream of flowers came from that peach forest. I saw that the unique shape of the pot mountain and the splendid peach blossom forest contrasted with each other, scattered, perfect enough to become a beautiful picture.

A hint of cunning flashed in An Xueruo's eyes, with some playful smiles on the corners of her mouth, she glanced at Fan Tian lightly, and then asked softly: "Fan Tian, that is Hushan, have you seen Chixia?"

Fan Tian looked at the sunny surroundings of Hushan, and then looked at the white clouds in the sky, there was no red sunset at all, and then Fan Tian looked at An Xueruo's cunning eyes, that deliberately pretentious look, he had already told Fan Tian to agree, so Fan Tian smiled lightly: "That gorgeous peach blossom is that piece of red glow!"

An Xueruo pouted, looked at Fan Tian with some disappointment, and then said softly: "It's really boring." Can't you just pretend and let me say it and show it off!"

"Oh, then I'll pretend I don't know. Fan Tian smiled lightly, then deliberately looked around, and then said slowly: "Where is the Chixia in this pot of mountain chixia?

An Xueruo gently pursed her delicate red lips, made a playful grimace at Fan Tian, and then said coquettishly in a delicate voice: "It's late now, and you don't pretend to be like it at all." Let's go, go to Fang Market early and occupy a good place. ā€

Although An Xueruo complained, she was still very happy that Fan Tian was willing to cooperate with her and coax her to be happy. After being coquettish again, the corners of his mouth rose proudly, and his eyebrows stretched slightly.

When he came to the market, Fan Tian saw many people dressed in different clothes. Originally, I thought that most of the Fang City of the Donglin School should be dressed in Hanfu, but the people in this Fang City were dressed in Miao Yao to serve. Some are dressed in Mongolian clothes and headdresses, which look very different from the Han people of the Donglin School.

Fan Tian couldn't help but be a little surprised, and turned his head to look at An Xueruo with a questioning gaze. An Xueruo knew that Fan Tian really didn't know the reason this time, and it was finally time to show her knowledge, so the corners of her mouth raised a smile slightly, then raised her head and said softly: "Our Donglin Sect's Fang Market is the largest Fang Market in the north of the Xuanyuan Continent. Because our Donglin Sect has been agreed to be a war-free place for three hundred years, so there are fewer wars than other places, and as our Donglin Sect grows stronger and stronger, the harassment of the Demon Sect is becoming less and less, so many merchants come to us to do business. ā€

"Look at those Wu clan girls, don't they live in the southwest of the Xuanyuan Continent, how long will it take for them to come to our Donglin Sect from such a long distance!" Fan Tian looked at those Wu clans in southern Xinjiang, dressed in costumes, and dressed up with flowers and branches, not at all like a long-distance journey, so he asked directly without thinking too much.

An Xueruo crossed her hands on her chest, the expression on her face was even more proud, and she said softly: "It is said that the Donglin Sect is a place without war, and our Fang City is the largest in the north of the Xuanyuan Continent. There are a lot of people here who come to do business, so the Donglin faction has set up a long-distance teleportation circle near Fang City that leads to various places. These witch girls should have come through the teleportation circle. They like to come to our Donglin School to buy jewelry fabrics and come often. ā€

"Those who are dressed in robes are the shamans of the northern steppes. Fan Tian nodded, and after thinking about it, he said softly in a low tone. Looking at the customers in these markets, walking around and strolling around, Fan Tian couldn't help but shake his head, and said to himself: "I actually came here to shop through the teleportation circle. ā€

At this time, the few witch girls looked at Fan Tian and whispered: "Look at that young man, he is really good-looking." Such a handsome boy is rare in our southern Xinjiang. ā€

The girl who was gathered in the middle of the crowd looked at Fan Tian lightly, she was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she was wearing the gorgeous headdress of the Wu clan, which made her whole pretty little face look full of a unique beauty. This girl's name is Wu Yuping, and she is the second princess of the Wu clan in southern Xinjiang.

I saw Wu Yuping blink her beautiful eyes, pursed her lips and said with a somewhat arrogant smile: "This young man is also a disciple of the Donglin Sect!"

A girl from southern Xinjiang named Qingyu on the side looked at Fan Tian and then at Wu Yuping, smiled and said softly: "Second princess, seeing that he is wearing a Donglin sect robe, he should be a disciple of Donglin." ā€

Wu Yuping shook her head gently, and then a ** smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and then sighed softly: "It's a pity." Such a handsome boy turned out to be a disciple of the Donglin School. ā€

Qing Yu's face smiled very much, then gently took Wu Yuping's hand, and asked in a low voice: "The Donglin Sect is the first sect in the Xuanyuan Continent, is there anything wrong?"

Wu Yuping didn't think about it, so she immediately replied: "Of course it's not good."