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The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the wind and waves are rising.

A miserable scream came out, and a cyan light suddenly escaped from it, and if you look closely, it is actually the dragon turtle yin god, who gave up his body and fled quickly.

People cultivate the soul, the demon cultivates the body, the body is very important to the monster, although the dragon turtle escaped, but the loss of the body, but also let it hurt its vitality, unless the dragon tail is reborn, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve anything in the future.

"Liang Lan, this seat swears to take revenge!"

The voice of resentment came from afar, and the dragon turtle yin god had long since fled to nowhere to go.

The surface of the water slowly calmed down, and it was a little clearer, and the dragon turtle had long since disappeared, and half of its tail covered with black scales, a few stump feet, and a few fragments of the turtle's shell emerged from the water......

Caihe saw the turtle fleeing away in the water, and the big stone in his heart finally landed, and happily swam to Liang Lan's feet, and said, "Brother Lan, you are so powerful." ”

Liang Lan sighed: "It's a pity that this guy escaped by the Yin God, but it's not a matter of worry, it's just that Caihe is injured now, and this Qingshui River is still not safe enough for you." ”

After thinking about it, he opened his hand and shook it gently, and the little carp and the ball of water beside him were suddenly lifted into the air, and the transparent air basket wrapped the water, which was carried by Liang Lan in his hand.

The little carp was puzzled: "Brother Lan, what are you doing here?" ”

Liang Lan said: "Go back to me first, you are like this, in case you are caught by the fisherman again, be careful to be made into fresh fish soup." ”

"Gurgling ......"

The little carp puffed out bubbles in protest, how can people be so weak as you said, Brother Lan......

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Jiangnan, wishing home.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the flowers and trees are full of fragrance.

The spring color is just right, and on the delicate two-story pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a handsome young man dressed as a boy lying on the railing, his narrow eyes are closed, his eyelashes are flickering, but he is asleep.

……

It's this weird dream again.

The handsome young man looked around in his dream, and the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar. The cloister turns, the pavilions and pavilions, and the Zhu family is a little similar.

It's just that in the huge manor, the servants and their relatives are in a hurry, as if something great has happened.

The boy stood alone, but everyone ignored him.

The figure flickered and was blurred, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that someone was shouting: "Come on, Miss Yingtai is drowning, doctor!" Doctor! ”

Miss Yingtai?

Was it that time?

The young man had a question in his heart, and followed the flow of people to a beautiful room, where many beautiful maids and servants were already waiting.

One by one, their heads bowed, their faces full of nervousness.

What happened?

The boy reached out and tried to push the door open, but found that his body had entered through the door without hindrance.

On the big bed with a pink light gauze curtain, there was a woman with a beautiful face, whose expression was somewhat similar to that of her mother, and she was crying and looking at the unconscious little pink girl on the bed, and what was she saying.

Next to him stood an old man with a goat's beard who looked like a doctor, as if he was persuading and reassuring, and said something with a gloomy face.

The boy walked closer, his mind more focused, but he still couldn't hear the specific conversation.

……

He floated to the edge of the bed, and was immediately startled by the face of the little girl on the bed, which ...... This girl is seven or eight points similar to herself.

Was I like this when I was a kid?

The boy smiled suddenly.

The light suddenly shone into the room, and the door was opened by a female nun with a strange face, and there was a "squeak".

Finally able to hear the voice, the young man was slightly nervous, he heard the female Taoist priest say: "I wish Mrs., the poor nun is willing to save the life of this girl." ”

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Zhu's gloomy eyes suddenly had a little light, and she didn't care to ask why this nun could easily pass through the strict guards of Zhu's mansion, and directly "poofed" and bowed to the ground, and said with tears: "Please ask the immortal to save the child Yingtai." ”

The female nun said: "Mrs. Zhu, saving is saving, but this method of changing one's life against the sky is not idle." It is also very dangerous for the poor nun, and the poor nun has two conditions: first, you wish the family to make ten golden statues of the Buddha for me in the south of the Yangtze River to promote my Buddhist teachings; Second, after this girl reaches the age of eighteen, she wants to worship me as a teacher, in order to avoid damage to her perfect body, before that, the spirit butterfly luck is covered, and outsiders will think that she is a man's body. Would you like to? ”

Mrs. Xu hesitated a little: "Immortal Chief, what is the good of Yingtai after he is eighteen years old?" ”

After all, it is really not good for the reputation of ignoring men and women.

Nun's eyes drooped slightly: "After the age of eighteen, if she is willing to practice with me in the mountains, the poor nun will naturally let her recover her daughter's body, if she is not over, the poor nun will perform a wonderful method by herself, let her become a male body to serve you two, and it can be regarded as a solution to your regret that there is no male inheritance in the family room." ”

Mrs. Zhu was a little relieved in her heart, and hurriedly said: "This is very good, thank you Immortal Chang for saving Yingtai." ”

"Okay", the nun pinched her fingers, and there were words in her mouth.

In an instant, thunder broke out in the clear sky, and a red light drifted from the far east, slowly entering the girl's body with the nun's fingers.

The red light all entered the body, and the girl who was asleep on the big bed slowly opened her eyes......

……

Usually, this dream would come to an abrupt end every time it came here.

At this moment, suddenly there was a smart butterfly all the way to find flowers and nectar, and by mistake it flew across the lake to the pavilion on the second floor, it fluttered its wings slightly with the wind, and finally stopped on the face of the handsome young man.

……

At the same time, the dream, which should have come to an abrupt end, continued unhindered.

The young man was in a dream, and he saw countless butterflies flying into the house, flying around the bed, and a strange fragrance wafting out of the bed.

The originally pink and lovely girl suddenly became a handsome boy.

The boy shook his head and smiled suddenly, turning to look at the mysterious nun.

I only heard the latter stretch out his hand and smile, and said: "There is this fate in the fate of the spirit butterfly, and I attracted the spirit butterfly luck to resurrect Yingtai, which can be regarded as the calamity of the spirit butterfly." It's just that although the spirit disc luck can cover the man's body, it is the most jealous of true feelings. If you break the spirit butterfly luck before the age of eighteen, you will have no skills to return to heaven. ”

……

“…… The most taboo ...... true feelings"

The boy only felt that his ears were buzzing, and his head was full of these words.

……

"Yingtai, you have to remember that you are a boy from now on."

"Yingtai, you are congratulating the boy, what kind of body is crying and crying!"

The sealed memories poured out, his mind was swollen and painful, Zhu Yingtai frowned in pain, his eyebrows were towering, and the bright butterfly on his face was alarmed, and he flapped his wings lightly and flew away.

……

"Childe, wake up, the master told you to go to the study."

The pretty maid reached out and gently touched the skirt of the young man's clothes, and the young man's face, which was more handsome than the girl, made her seem a little embarrassed.

Zhu Yingtai opened his eyes and remembered the dream just now, and his consciousness was a little sudden.