Unconsciously, it was dawn, because last night, it was difficult to see the whole picture of the town, this town is just an ordinary town in Nanshan District, no different from other towns, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the people are simple. Due to its proximity to the boundary of Longdong, it is impregnated with the cultural heritage of Longdong.

The four of them walked in the town, looking at the blue sky against the fresh town, the fresh town with its natural autumn colors embellished with a rain in the morning air fresh and charming, after a night of rain baptism, the town is like a hibiscus out of the water, can be heard at any time, a few birds chirp, and the sound of the river.

Is the small river flowing through the town still running to the distant sea as before, singing joyful songs, which was once a happy paradise for the townspeople. In the spring breeze, children chase flocks of butterflies in the wildflower-covered meadows beside the river beach, and laughter spreads to every corner of the town.

Walking down the river until you reach the intersection of the river and the lake, the river gradually merges into the lake, like a drop of water into a bucket full of water, although it can't make any waves, but it can also set off ripples.

The river along the street is full of all kinds of boats, one after the other, as if each boat is holding hands to go for a walk! From time to time, a leaf boat quietly comes out of the half-moon-shaped bridge hole under the stone bridge, as if playing hide and seek with the bridge brother!

"This should be Mirror Lake, you should be careful later" Yifeng looked at Feng Junlin.

"Although I don't have mana, I can still judge whether it is dangerous or not, and I don't need you to remind me" In fact, Feng Junlin had already scolded his mother in his heart, and he knew that danger would not protect me.

The two of them are like this, everyone looks at each other unpleasantly, this is just a small episode, if this prince is in danger, of course Yifeng will not see death and not save him, otherwise he will definitely be deducted from his salary.

This lake is also a bit beautiful, I heard that this was originally a small mountain, but then I don't know who fought here and flattened it. Later, it was washed away by the mountains and rivers, and it became the current Mirror Lake after a long period of accumulation.

This mirror lake is formed by seepage water, and I don't know where the water seeps in to fill a large lake that does this. (It's not easy to look at)

Looking along the river, the lake water is like a unit mirror, reflecting the light on the body of the willow by the lake, and the lake seems to put on a golden coat for the willow.

The crystal surface of the lake is connected to the sky, and the shade is still distinct at first, and the farther away, the water and the sky are hazy together, revealing only a white trace of the intersection of water and sky.

It stretches as far as the eye can see, like a huge sapphire set in the earth, sparkling in the sun's rays, and the cool water of the lake laps against the waves.

The lake is still, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, and green trees; the lake is alive, with layers of scales and waves rising with the wind, accompanied by the jumping sun, accompanied by my heart, chasing, playing; the lake is soft, breezy, rippling, like a flawless jade glittering with a beautiful luster.

The lake was divided into two halves, half blue and half clear, like a barrier separating them.

The blue is pure, the blue is deep, and the blue is gentle and elegant, and there is a layer of slight ripples on the blue brocade-like lake. Like the little girl's watery, blue crystal eyes Counting the leaves of the white sails, on the golden sea of the water and sky, like a few snow-white feathers, drifting and drifting leisurely.

The lake whispered slightly in the dead grass, and the flapping of the wings of one or two ducklings could be heard from time to time in the distance, making the lake even more lonely and deserted on a moonlit night.

The lake is soft, breezy and rippling, like a silk fluttering in the wind, and the lake is hard, like a flawless jade glittering with a beautiful luster.

In the morning, the stars are dotted in the distance, and the lake surface is hazy, as if a fairy has descended to earth. In the gazebo, the fog makes it impossible to open your eyes, but if you try to open your eyes, you will see a picturesque scene: the green leaves are covered with dew, and the willows are hanging and the willow branches are swaying in the wind. It makes you feel like you've stepped into a paradise.

The blue of the lake is crystal blue and lovely, like "blue brocade".

The turquoise water of Lizi Lake is like a flawless jade, and the carp in the lake swim freely, like a cloud floating around and dyeing the lake red.

Looking from a distance, I only saw a white lake and the sky merging into one, and I couldn't tell whether it was water or sky, maybe both, right?

There were a few white clouds floating in that endless sky, and the lake was so blue and crystal clear under the blue sky.

The transparent and wide surface of the lake, like a scalded golden streamer, does not have a trace of wrinkles.

The clear river flowed happily with crushed ice ballast, playing a beautiful piano.

The water of the mirror lake is as green as a flawless pei cui, the lake is calm as a bright mirror, and the red tiles and green trees are reflected.

The breeze is coming, and the water is not rippling. The four of them stared at the unshimmering lake, wishing their hearts were so calm at this moment. The remnants of the sunset, the morning light poured on the surface of the lake, there was no sparkling waves, and there was no beauty that shimmered like broken gold, just a lifeless silence, looking around here.

Sitting on a small boat, without oars, Yifeng pushes with his own mana, without a trace of shaking, very stable.

The boat glided across the water, and the boat drifted on the surface of the sea like a leaf. Like bunches of snow-white flowers shining under the blue sky.

The boat dragged a rolling silver ribbon and drew a lone line on the transparent flat lake.

The boat rowed open the dark blue lake, revealing a snow-white tail.

The boat is like a featherless arrow, coming and going in the calm and waveless pool.

The boat was like a leaf, swept into the surging rapids.

The boat in the lake was drifting around like a leaf, like a leaf, jolting and swaying in the middle of the river, and the calm and relaxed boat along the way shook rarely, as if it had hit something?

After the boat sailed, a stone pillar appeared under the transparent water, and the four people with tassels did not care.

It's just that what they can't see is that after they turned their heads, a black gas on the stone pillar slowly wrapped around the stone pillar.

With Yifeng's strength of their gods, it was naturally impossible not to discover it, just because their strength was suppressed after the lower realm, and that aura was also isolated by the water. It's hard to feel.

In the spring, the water rises and the rivers are vast, so the ups and downs in the boat are like sitting in the clouds in the sky; the body is decrepit, the old eyes are dim, and the flowers and plants on the shore seem to be separated by a layer of mist.

Seeing the butterflies coming and going freely, each has its own place.

Standing on the lake facing north and looking at the town, it is like looking at the white clouds in the sky, there are more than 10,000 miles, and I suddenly feel sad.

The boat slowly sailed on the lake, and when I looked back at the town, I saw that the town seemed to be slowly getting smaller.