As Mu Ziyou said, he didn't have long been blind and was somewhat uncomfortable. He spent a lot of time during the cooking. When his meal was ready, it was already midnight.

Ling Tiansu put a green vegetable in his mouth, but it was bitter and astringent. "Uh..." he said, feeling a little sad, and he lowered his eyes sadly.

"I'm sorry..." he apologized. The job he took on was done like this.

Mu Ziyou took the dry and hard rice without caring, put it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully, as if the food he was eating was as usual.

She said calmly: "Why apologize?"

Ling Tiansu slowly lowered his head and said with shame: "Because I'm useless, not only can't practice the knife well, but my eyes can't see it. From entering the hunting mountain to now, you have been protecting me everywhere. Now you still don't even know how you were injured." I don't know if it's because of the injury, but his emotions are now in a low point.

Mu Ziyou's eyes flashed slightly as if he was dewed, and he lowered his head and said softly: "This has nothing to do with you, it's not your fault."

Ling Tiansu suddenly looked up, but his godless eyes were shining with a burning light and asked, "Why are you so kind to me?"

Although he was relatively dull in terms of feelings, he was not stupid. He obviously felt that after entering the mountain hunting, Mu Ziyou's attitude became a little subtle.

The chopsticks in Mu Ziyou's hand trembled slightly, and she didn't even notice it herself, but pretended to be calm and said, "Is there any?"

Ling Tiansu focused his head and said with great certainty: "Yes!"

Mu Ziyou put down the bowls and chopsticks, smiled, and said naturally: "Before entering the hunting mountain, grandpa asks me to take good care of you..."

Ling Tiansu interrupted her to take the next house and asked anxiously: "If someone else was like me, you would be like this?"

Under his focal-free eyes, Mu Zi knew that he could not see it, and he panicked in his heart for no reason. He calmed down and said, "No."

Ling Tiansu suddenly said shockingly: "Do you like me?"

Mu Ziyou was speechless, why don’t you play according to common sense? Is there anyone who asks girls directly like this? She caught her off guard.

“…What if I say yes?”

Ling Tiansu shook his head, with a complicated expression: "I...I don't understand. We didn't know each other before. Did you just get a engagement because of a marriage contract? This is ridiculous."

Mu Ziyou took a deep breath. She made a quick decision and seemed to be unwilling to do things, even for men and women.

If you like it, you like it. There is no need to cover it up. Sometimes it will make people miss some important things.

"Don't you believe in love at first sight?" She smiled, and the eyes of Liang Ruoxingchen were filled with complex emotions.

Ling Tiansu's expression was a little loose, and he had never felt panic before. He was like a tiny thread that was messing around in his heart. He asked in a low voice: "Is this possible?"

Mu Ziyou smiled jokingly and said maliciously: "Of course it is impossible."

"You!" Ling Tiansu was immediately embarrassed and angry.

"Okay OK, I'm kidding."

"But... I said I like you seriously. As for why, you will have the chance to know in the future."

Mu Ziyou looked at the boy one year younger than her in front of him. Although his tone was teasing, he was unprecedentedly serious.

Fool, if I didn’t like you, why would I cook for you every day? If I didn’t like you, why would I come here to hunt mountains and protect you well? If I didn’t like you, why would I give you my mother’s swords to you? If I didn’t like you, how could I release my emotions in front of you without reservation and present my true self?

What a fool, he is stupid, and he is also stupid when asked questions.

Ling Tiansu blushed and lived for fourteen years. He had never heard of such confession, and he was speechless for a moment.

Mu Ziyou's dull voice trembled a little more, "What about you? But if there is a woman you like, if not, can you like me?"

Ling Tiansu's head exploded, making her dizzy. He stammered "I" twice, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. Why did he feel like they were turned upside down? Mu Ziyou was like a man pursuing a shy girl, pressing step by step. And isn't he the shy woman who was forced to be forced?

I was sweating coldly in my heart. This was not enough. I showed my masculine spirit. How could I make girls take the initiative in this kind of thing?

Ling Tiansu stood up suddenly, scared Mu Ziyou, waved his hand, but his voice stuttered: "Of course... I am happy... I like it. Wait, wait... and wait... when I return to the clan, I will... just ask my grandfather to come to propose marriage." After finally speaking, my heart was already beating under my chest.

Mu Ziyou laughed "puffy", and a flower called joy bloomed brightly in her heart. Two pinks suddenly surged on her delicate cheeks, and the rosy spread from both sides of her cheeks to the corners of her eyebrows. She shaped her courage to stand up, and somewhere to come from the courage to carry Ling Tiansu's stiff body into her arms.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Ling Tiansu leaned forward and was suddenly hugged by her. Through her clothes, he could also feel the hot and beating heart in her chest. There was a stone table in the middle, and the food soup fell all over the ground. I had long heard that the way the fox women pursued people was different and they were always bold and free. Although he had never seen what was happening in his own tribe, it seems that the little princess of the North tribe was the same. He had never thought that he could make such a rapid progress with his fiancée.

Ling Tiansu suddenly thought of something and struggled out of her arms.

"By the way, do you still remember Momo?"

Mu Ziyou blinked at his revealing eyes and said, "Remember, why did he suddenly mention him?"

Ling Tiansu was a little difficult to talk about, but he thought it would be better to make the matter clear.

He hesitated for a while and said, "Momo is my good brother, but... he seems to have liked you for a long time."

Mu Ziyou agreed with "Oh" for a moment, and said meaningfully: "So? Are you worried that I will create a gap in your friendship, so do you regret it?"

Ling Tiansu immediately shook his head and said hurriedly: "No, I think this should be told to you so that we will not be embarrassed when we meet in the future."

"Don't worry, I won't."

Ling Tiansu was a little suspicious, "Why are you so sure?"

Mu Ziyou coughed lightly and said, "I mean there are too many people in the clan who miss me, and Momo also knows this, so he will respect my choice."

Ling Tiansu "stared" at her in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Mu Ziyou was a little surprised at his expression.

Ling Tiansu looked at her with a strange expression, hesitated for a while, a little afraid of hurting her self-esteem, but he still said, "Don't you think you are a little narcissistic?"

Mu Ziyou was stunned, narcissistic? What are these words? What she said is true. Uh... Then I remembered that Ling Tiansu always thought she was an ugly girl.

Mu Ziyou for some reason, but he was a little happy. He was always different from ordinary people. There was no bad habit of men in the world that valued appearance. She suppressed her smile and said, "Since I am this kind of respectful face, you still asked your grandfather to come to propose marriage, aren't you afraid of losing for the rest of your life?"

Mu Ziyou's appearance that night came to Ling Tiansu's heart, but suddenly he felt that it was not that ugly. He smiled happily, and he smiled silly, but his smile was very cheerful: "If it were you, I wouldn't be afraid."

Mu Ziyou's eyes suddenly turned and shined, and his heart suddenly felt as if soaked in a honey pot, sweet.

Ling Tiansu probably understood her temperament a little. Although she usually looked noble and indifferent, after getting along for a long time, it is not difficult to find that she is actually like an ordinary girl. She is lively and cheerful inside. Inadvertently, she will reveal a little bit of black-bellied temperament. I don’t know why she wanted to wrap herself heavily in this way and disguise herself with a cold appearance.

There was nothing to say overnight, but the two of them couldn't calm down for a long time.

At dawn, Ling Tiansu was just about to grasp the time. As soon as the sky was dawn, he hugged his swords and walked out of the hole with his hands, still sitting cross-legged, putting his swords horizontally in front of his knees, and then fell into deep thought.

He thought he was not a stupid person, but why did he practice this sword technique worse and worse? He couldn't help but recall the knife he subconsciously slashed when he attacked Baigushan. It was his first time to shoot the knife, but the effect was surprisingly good, but now he can't find the wonderful feeling he used to be.

Could it be that it is related to the state of mind. At that time, I was focused on cutting off the fingers and thinking about cutting off the knife in my hand, and the knife in my hand responded to him, but what is the strangeness of the distance between the two swords on my knees now? When did it start?

Mu Ziyou once said that the Frost Leaf of Winter was originally a knife, but for some reason, it was divided into two. Wait, a knife!

Ling Tiansu seemed to have grasped something in his heart, and he cleared away the clouds and mist, and his heart suddenly became clear. Why did he practice his sword skills at the beginning very clearly? Until later, he changed to a single sword and couldn't do it.

Ling Tiansu gently stroked the scabbard, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He ignored the most important point: practicing knife requires raising a knife. Double swords are originally one. He treated them as double swords from the beginning to practice this set of knife techniques, which was a wrong decision, but later it was even more wrong to change to single swords.

It turned out that his knife was in trouble.

Ling Tiansu slowly stood up, took a deep breath, hung the winter frost leaves around his waist, and slowly pulled out his two swords.

The transparent air flow was rapidly running on the blade, and the sword technique in his hand was no longer awkward. In a few kung fu, this world actually had a state of falling autumn leaves in winter. Straws of cold force suddenly burst out in the air from time to time, and the sound of explosion of the air came. Ling Tiansu's figure was in the shadows of the sword, as if it was astonishing as a terrifying geese.

At some point, Mu Ziyou came to the entrance of the cave, held his cheek with his hands, squatted there, quietly looking at his sword dancing posture, thinking that her eyes were really good, and she had learned to break through the true meaning of the sword technique in just a few days, and the intoxicating smile in her soft eyes became stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!