She raised her eyebrows slightly and her eyes suddenly became sharp: "Then do you know how you found me?"

"I don't know!" He held a lock of his black hair, and with a voice like the wind, he uttered three words softly and slowly.

She frowned again, dived into the water, and swam towards the shore.

"Don't worry, I won't watch. Come up here." He said softly, feeling that the person behind him had not come ashore for a long time.

"Crash!" The beauty came out of the water, her exquisite curved shape shimmering in the moonlight, her black hair hanging down on both sides of her shoulders, and occasionally a few strands of mischievous hair resting on her chest.

The clothes placed on the boulder suddenly floated up and fell on her body.

This was not her strength, but when she stood up, Murong Fu walked towards the lake from a distance. The man in white frowned, then raised his head and waved, covering her with the clothes placed on the big stone.

On my body, my wet hair instantly became dry.

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

Turning back, I looked at the empty branches.

He who was there just now has disappeared now.

There was the sound of footsteps behind her. She turned her face to the side and saw a light blue figure walking slowly from behind her.

"Are you here too?" After a while, the person behind him stopped, obviously a little surprised that Ye Zhikuang was also here.

Ye Zhikuang turned around, nodded, and then replied: "The night is beautiful tonight. It is suitable for practicing or playing in the lake."

After hearing this, Murong Fu smiled in a low voice and said: "There are people coming and going here, and the water in this lake is not suitable."

Ye Zhikuang chuckled, and then sat down on the grass next to her.

The breeze blew gently across her face, and the dry hair occasionally stuck to her face. There was a faint blush on her small face, probably because she had been in the lake for too long just now.

The temperature was still quite low at night. If she hadn't been accustomed to taking cold water baths in winter in her previous life, her body's resistance would really be unbearable.

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

Suddenly, a wooden branch flew from the branch and landed heavily on the lake. With a "thud", Murong Fu came back to his senses. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he looked at the big tree on the shore of the lake.

Among the dense trees, a white shadow swayed on the branches. At this moment, he was no longer lying lazily on the branches, but standing on a high place, looking down at the man and woman not far from him.

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

Ye Zhikuang felt the hot and slightly angry gaze behind him, curled up the corner of his mouth, then turned back and looked at the big tree.

Murong Fu asked: "That master is actually always by your side."

He was curious about who that white light could be and how strong it was?

There was a cunning light in Ye Zhikuang's eyes, and then he nodded, looking troubled, and said: "Yes, I can't get rid of him no matter how hard I try. He's like a resentful ghost. I'm haunted by him when I eat and sleep."

Come on, give me a broken sword and ask me to live (), so just use it as a loan."

After hearing this, Murong Fu stared at the towering tree with even colder eyes: "Is that so?"

I didn't expect the master to be so ungrateful that he would trade a woman's body for a sword.
Chapter completed!