The white-bearded swordsman was about to go out, but he met Shui Ran, which was his original body, and he was now borrowing his body.

Fortunately, he hadn't destroyed his body half to death, and he still had a breath to breathe.

The white-bearded swordsman stared at the person in front of him a little hairy.

"Ye Feng stops! Look at my eyes...... "Dumping Shui Ran almost forgot that he was still the body of a white-bearded swordsman, and after realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he changed his expression and tone and said: "What about Dumping Water Ran?" I've got something to look for him. ”

"White-bearded swordsman......" This is the name of the white-bearded swordsman for him, and now he can only pretend to do it, he can't reveal the facts to him, it is Ye Feng who is using his body.

She is now in love with his beloved wife, Gongsun Yangliu, on an equal footing with his siblings Mo Yan, how ridiculous and funny is all this......

"Whitebeard Swordsman, you ......"

"Why did you go to Longyu Pavilion, and why did you look for the second son?"

"You are not in the wonderland, how can you ......"

The white-bearded swordsman had a steady voice, he couldn't mess up.

But there is a tension in my heart, if I know the current situation, the consequences will be repaid?

When the time comes, no one will be able to save anyone.

If I knew this was the case, it shouldn't have been the red-clothed Youlinghu.

"He, he ......"

"I don't know." The white-bearded swordsman said sloppily and scratched his head.

Seeing her deliberately concealing it like this, Dump Ran didn't want to ask more questions now.

Pour water and think to herself, now ...... Either something must be wrong with the white-bearded swordsmith, or something must have happened.

By the way, this red-clothed actress in front of you shouldn't be fake, right?

In short, the top priority is to find the white-bearded swordsman as soon as possible and exchange bodies.

"Youling in red, I'll go first!" Pouring water and retracting his thoughts, his steps were windy in an instant, although he was still an old man, but he was immortal, and he did not reduce the year.

The sunlight hit the face of this old man, and he actually reached out to hug the red-clothed Youling possessed by the white-bearded swordsman in front of him, and the white-bearded swordsman himself was also stunned.

Dumping Shui Ran couldn't take care of it so much, he would explain the situation to Ye Fengzhu afterwards.

Because...... He wanted to ...... too much It's really ...... I miss her so much.

At this moment, as he wished, he finally felt Ye Feng's breathing and heartbeat, and before returning to Longyu Pavilion, he thought that there would be something unexpected about her, and after finding Meng Po Tang, he hurried back.

He carried a bottle of blue bottle potion in his hand, which was probably Meng Po soup.

The blue bottle flickered, and with a clang, the figure of the pouring water disappeared with the wind.

"Hey...... Youngster! The white-bearded swordsman sighed, and then breathed again.

The white-bearded swordsman said in his heart, don't do things that you regret not making yourself regret at the beginning, since you love someone, go all out, like now, don't have a gap in your heart.

After walking a few steps, the water was really unable to walk.

This body dragged him down, and the wind candle was old after all, he frowned, and he must not give up halfway.

He has achieved the point of borrowing his soul to send his soul, but he is so uncompromising, he can't confess boldly, and he can't go alone to find Meng Po soup for one person openly - the purpose is not to be known to the disciples and disciples of Longyu Pavilion and Hongxue Pavilion and even the people of Jianghu.

You can only change your soul and borrow the hands of others to help one person.

And until now, he has not been willing to say who that person is.

In his mind, is it Ye Meng?

Or Xiaoyu?

Or the red-clothed Youling in front of you?

Or rather...... He can't forget the Ye Feng stop a year ago?

Whether it was mentioning Ye Meng, or Xiaoyu, or the red-clothed Youling, or Ye Fengzhi, these words made him upset and irritable.

He can't let go, he can't let go, he can't tell, he can't tell, what kind of cruelty is it.

What is in front of him is to let him bear all this, solve the problems, and eliminate the stumbles left by the past.

"I'll go with you ......"

Pouring water and hearing the sound of the wind, I saw the red-clothed Youling coming with him, and the extraordinarily thick black came into view.

Seeing that she was so worried about pouring water, Pouring Water couldn't help but have a sour nose, damn it, he almost forgot that he was just a white-bearded swordsman, not any outline of Dumping Water.

He shouldn't have been moved by this scene......

He almost wanted to hold Ye Feng in his arms again, and a kind of ill-intentioned servitude made him want to bow down and rub her soft cheeks and hair.

But he was the body of the Whitebeard Sword Master......

As soon as he thought of this, he suppressed evil thoughts.

But seeing Ye Feng stop like this, there was almost no purple-red scar on his face, he was so beautiful that he was a mortal.

He really couldn't take his eyes off it.

Ye Feng stopped coughing, and the white-bearded swordsman scolded himself a thousand times and ten thousand times in his heart, the red-clothed Youling is really a scourge...... It caused him to be an old man tossing and turning between women and amorous between men.

was also stared at by the hot eyes of the pouring water, and his skin couldn't wait to fall off and take off naked to show this second son!

"Have you seen enough, old man?" The red-clothed Youling couldn't help pinching his face, and widened a pair of hazy apricot eyes, this was his own face, but now he definitely didn't allow himself to become so obscene and disgusting now, and he dared to covet the girl's ketone body in broad daylight......

This second son is young, what do you think about all day long!

It's no wonder, no wonder, young people are all in full swing, and their blood is strong...... That's how he came back then, he didn't say it, he didn't say it, he talked too much and it was tears.

Almost immediately, the lips of the red-clothed Youling were about to touch a wisp of his snort.

Pouring water couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and took three or four steps back.

Lowering his thin eyelids, the wind moved slightly, and a trace of coolness sank into his eyes, and he thought to himself, hurry up, the old guy of the white-bearded swordsman, the ghost is gone, is it too carried away with his body!

The white-bearded swordsman couldn't help but gasp, thanks to her red-clothed woman......

Now he has a shadow over the matter of soul exchange possession.

Later...... I don't dare to do such nonsense.

"Ling'er knows, I'll ask her ......" The white-bearded swordsman said back to his house, and poured water and followed closely behind her.

Now he and the white-bearded swordsman breathe together, their lives are connected, and no one can make any mistakes.

When he approached the moment when Ye Feng stopped, he really wanted to scare his soul out.

"Ling'er, what about Ling'er?" The red-clothed Youling grabbed a person and asked.

"What about the water-dumping people?"

"Who have you seen the red-clothed lady......" she was already panicking.

"Aren't you her?" The disciple of Longyu Pavilion said with a smile, the red-clothed Youling is also strangely cute.

The white-bearded swordsman couldn't help but blush, and muttered, "No...... Not...... Don't you see that I'm dressed in black? ”

"Dumping, this fucking, bastard!" The white-bearded swordsman crouched on the edge of the stone and breathed a sigh. The first grab

Stop and go all the way, spitting stars flying around, but it's exhausting.

Dumping water was scolded, and his heart was naturally uncomfortable.

In the end, it's his own fault, but where did this white-bearded swordsman go?

"Ling'er......" shouted the red-clothed Youling.

"I want to eat braised pork, but you secretly ate it alone, and you didn't leave me a mouthful......" I saw Ling'er with a handful of snot and tears.

Unexpectedly, she was sulking for such a trivial matter......

Hiding from them?!

In the corner, peek at them and be aware of the movement.

"Keep it for you!" The white-bearded swordsman couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I'm going to eat now, I haven't eaten for half a day." Ling'er pouted and puffed out her cheeks.

"I have something to do now...... "The red-clothed Youling lowered her face.

"What's important?" Ling'er couldn't help asking, her eyes were full of tears, and her slender hands wiped away some of the lingering tears.

"Looking for the pouring water, this pouring of water...... Where did you go? The red-clothed Youling pressed her eyebrows.

He ...... It seems to be ......" Ling'er's eyes flashed with a bitter smile.

"Go to the Red Snow Pavilion and be with Wu Shuang."

"Won't it?" The red-clothed Youling pretended to be amazed.

Ye Feng stopped, Ye Feng stopped, you are really a grinding little goblin!

Holding Ling'er's light white embroidered pattern spirit snake silver inlaid sleeves, he lowered his voice and hid aside, saying, "Is this really the case? ”

She's going to have to pretend to be at least a little bit like that!

It's like worrying that there will be some unpredictable accident with Wu Shuang's woman......

Dumping Shui Ran didn't know that her red-clothed Youling had secretly swapped bodies with the white-bearded swordsman.

Who told him to pour water so deceive her, to her......

She just wanted to change her body, so that he could also enjoy such a delicate taste.

The real Ye Fengzhu finally stepped out of the threshold of the Red Snow Pavilion and stepped into the Longyu Pavilion.

After playing chess with Wu Shuang for a day, and secretly inquiring about the situation in the martial arts with Wu Xia, she knew that if she wanted to settle down in the huge world, it was far from enough to just enter and exit these sword pavilions.

She has to rely on the strength of others and have her own capital and connections.

She frowned like a lock, and it wasn't until she saw the shadow of the white-bearded swordsman that she loosened her "figure-eight" brow.

Inexplicable ...... It doesn't feel good!

I saw that Mo Yan also followed her in at this time, and at that time, Mo Yan was outside the door of the Red Snow Pavilion to stop the wind for Ye Feng, afraid that something would happen.

"You're finally here, we're looking for you all the way." The white-bearded swordsman greeted from afar, waved his gestures, and jumped, drawing a brilliant light and shadow in the Longyu Pavilion - to relieve the depression and dullness before the storm.

The real pouring of water turned his eyebrows, and a trace of sprouts loomed into the hole, and the atmosphere in the Longyu Pavilion was wonderful.

At the beginning, he noticed that there was something wrong with the red-clothed girl in front of him.

As it turned out, it was.

For the sake of it, the fake Dumping Ran's expression was vague and uncertain, Dumping Ran found the mystery and stared wide-eyed, the soul attached to Dumping Shui Ran in front of her was her red-clothed Youling herself......

Her movements, no matter how commensurate and seamless she is compared to the real him, can't escape his fiery eyes, how stupid she seems to him, and the slightest panic that shows her feet after being a thief is always an indelible existence.

When she gets nervous, she puts her right hand to her ear.

As long as you see someone you like, in order to hide the panic and the true emotions suppressed in your heart, you can do it especially quickly.

In front of her, she desperately wanted to relieve her mood and escape from under his nose, so she swept the ground in white, bypassed the roses that fell and pressed down, and a few petals fell, and the wind blew down, leaving a light sweat on her neck, and walked away with Mo Yan.

With him, he threw a glance at the water, leaving a cold light silhouette in the corner of his eye, everyone in the world has a catastrophe, and this catastrophe has come.

"Let's go to the Ice Cave first." Pouring water squinted into slits, others couldn't see the unpredictable light and shadow in his eyes, and he suddenly said to the black-clothed Youling in front of him.

Hearing the word Ice Cave, the white-bearded swordsman suddenly came to his senses.

It's hard to explain any more...... Clear your name.

"Okay." The white-bearded swordsman's heart fluttered.

In the cold ice cave, the white-bearded swordsman changed back to his original body, and he had his own way to pull back a game, just laughing secretly, and a wisp of laughter appeared, but it had already made the white-bearded swordsman repent and threw a slap or two at this old face.

Who told her that the red-clothed Youling teased her like this, it's time to change him......

He wanted her to remember what it means to treat others as they would be.

Ling'er and other uninformed people are still out of the situation.

Ye Feng stopped thinking to himself, now it's okay, in this situation, she actually gave birth to an illusion of a ghost coming into the world, looking at an unknown object in the air and bursting out of colorful sparks, you look at me, I look at you.

But the demon wouldn't be so soft-hearted...... Out of the soul, just scare and scare the end of the matter.

Ye Fengzhu couldn't think of what his next move would be, and he often didn't play cards according to the routine.

"Meng Po soup, the white-bearded swordsman brought it to you."

"You have to drink it, if you don't drink it, he won't give up."

A white-bearded sword master delivered to the disciple who came over, his heart pounded to the ground, and he secretly breathed a big sigh of relief.

Stepping out of the attic of the second son, it was really tinnitus, and Weng Xiang's eyes were blank, and he was afraid.

I haven't dealt with these people before, and I just stepped next to Shui Ran Gongzi, this is the first time in my life.

Ye Feng stopped staring at the sword of Liuli, this body was about to leave her!

Filled with purple-blue glazed jade bowls, Meng Po soup resembles a shrunken peerless lake, with a light green mist floating above the sparkling waves......

Suddenly, it seemed to attract the gaze, heart and soul of all things in heaven and earth.

Eh, what's it?

Meng Po soup?

What is this again?

Is it a catalyst for resurrection......

Or is this the medicine that Nanhai found for her!

What kind of thing is it, it won't harm the life of the Longyu Pavilion with a clear wind and a bright moon, right?

Ye Feng stopped lying on the couch, looking at the ceiling from a distance, the horizontal sloping wooden beams of mushrooms due to mold and moisture, and then a burst of cool cave wind was cast from the skylight, and she was also staring and thinking about it for no reason, so afraid that her heart would conjure up their wind marks, and their sly smiles were even deeper, dark and faint, although they did not know the movement of their bodies.

Result...... Is pouring water to save her, or is it going to harm her......

I knew that I wouldn't have done it right with him, and I would have made some of these ghosts.

Ye Feng stopped thinking to himself, he couldn't help but retreat, he didn't want to fight with Sha Luo anymore, she obviously couldn't be his opponent, in the world, it was really ...... There are such wonders, the world, there are no wonders, ever-changing, strange, supernatural, boundless, divine, weird, absurd.