She raised her willow eyebrows lightly, and her eyes were suddenly sharp: "Then you know how you found me?" ”

"I don't know what to do!" He grabbed a strand of his black hair, and his voice was like the wind, and he spit out three words softly.

She frowned again, and dived headlong to the bottom of the water, swimming towards the shore.

"Don't worry, I won't look at it, you can come up." Feeling that the person behind him had not been ashore for a long time, he said softly.

"Whoa!" The beauty came out of the water, her delicate curved shape glistening in the moonlight, her black hair hanging down on the sides of her shoulders, and occasionally a few mischievous strands on her chest.

The garment that had been placed on the boulder suddenly floated up and fell on her body.

This is not her strength, but when she got up, Murong Fu walked in the direction of the lake from a distance, the man in white frowned, then raised his head and waved his head, draped the clothes placed on the boulder on her body, and his wet hair instantly became dry.

She raised her big hand, still feeling the incredible amount of power.

Looking back, at the already empty branches.

He was still there just now, but now he has disappeared.

There was the sound of broken footsteps behind her, and she turned her face sideways, and saw a pale blue figure slowly walking behind her.

"You're here too?" After a while, the people behind him stopped, obviously a little surprised that Ye Zhimad was also here.

Ye Zhifang turned around, nodded, and then replied: "The night is very beautiful tonight, whether it is used for cultivation or playing in the water by the lake." ”

After hearing this, Murong Fu smiled in a low voice and said, "People come and go here, and the water in this lake is not appropriate. ”

Ye Zhimad chuckled, and then sat down on the grass beside her.

The breeze brushed her face, and the dry hair occasionally stuck to her face, and a faint flush swayed on her small face, probably from having been in the lake for too long.

At night, the temperature was still quite low, if it weren't for the habit of being able to take cold water in winter in her previous life, she would really be unbearable with the resistance of this body.

Murong Fu stared at her quietly for a long time, but she didn't say anything, and he was even more silent and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a wooden branch flew from the branch and landed heavily on the surface of the lake, with a "bang", which made Murong Fu come back to his senses. His eyes suddenly became cold, looking at the big trees on the shore of the lake.

Among the dense trees, a white shadow swayed on the branches, and he was no longer lying lazily on the branch pole at this moment, but standing on a high place, looking condescendingly at a pair of men and women not far from him.

He was unhappy to death, he was stared at by a man for so long, and that woman didn't react at all?

Ye Zhimad felt the burning and slightly angry gaze behind him, the corners of his mouth hooked, and then turned back and looked at the big tree.

Murong Fu asked, "That master, in fact, has always been by your side." ”

He wondered who that white light would be, and how strong it was?

Ye Zhimad's eyes flashed with a sly light, and then, he nodded, looking distressed, and said: "Yes, no matter how you put it, you can't get rid of him, like a resentful ghost, he is entangled in eating and sleeping, and he gave me a broken sword and let me make a promise, just take it as a borrowing." ”

After Murong Fu heard this, his eyes stared at the towering tree even more coldly: "So? ”

I didn't expect the master to be so unbearing, and a sword had to be exchanged for a woman's body.

The white-clothed man on the branch of the tree changed his face for a moment......