Chapter Seventy-Nine: I Like You

Time flowed like flowing water, and there was a faint warmth in the cold darkness, and Yue Mengxin held Cang Ziyun's hand tightly, constantly transmitting his spiritual power.

Suddenly, a slight moan sounded, Yue Mengxin looked happy, and shouted in a low voice: "Cang Ziyun, are you awake?" ”

Cang Ziyun slowly opened his eyes, there was darkness in front of him, the faint fragrance of Youlan hit the tip of his nose, and when he heard the familiar voice, the warmth transmitted between his palms made him feel like he was in a dream, a little unreal.

Yuemeng's heart couldn't hear Cang Ziyun's voice in the middle of the ring, his heart sank violently, his heart was cold, a flame jumped up from his fingertips, and he shouted anxiously: "Cang Ziyun, Cang Ziyun......?" ”

Cang Ziyun saw through the faint light, looked at the beautiful person in front of her, and through the anxious color in her ink-like deep pupils, she opened her pale and dry lips: "Dream heart ......"

A faint smile overflowed on his lips, his narrow eyes shone brightly, like a bright starry sky, dazzling and dazzling, seeing the anxiety, his heart was full of happiness and warmth.

Do you have hallucinations that you see after you die? If so, he'd rather go on like this.

Yue Mengxin heard him call out to herself, and said with a sigh of relief: "You didn't speak for a long time, you almost scared me to death, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Looking at his affectionate eyes, she felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that she had hurt him in the past, and he was still willing to treat her.

"I'm not dead?" Cang Ziyun heard the tone of her words, and was stunned for a while, before slowly coming back to his senses.

His injury, he knew very well in his heart that he was so seriously injured, even if the immortal was reincarnated, it would be difficult to save him, he was not dead, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

What did she do to save herself?

"Of course I'm not dead, I'm a vixen, of course I won't let you, a mortal, die like this!" Yue Mengxin smiled like a peach blossom, and that smile made the flowers lose their color, and it was charming and moving.

Cang Ziyun remembered what she said when she first saw her, she was indeed a fox spirit, hooking him with seven souls and six spirits, with a nostalgic look in her eyes, as if she had returned to the scene when they met for the first time, and a soft and faint smile overflowed on her lips,

"Dream Heart......" Cang Ziyun called in a low voice, his voice was gentle with a little sadness, low and hoarse with a little heartbreak.

Calling her name, it seems that it is never enough, he hopes that the scene in front of him is not a dream, the woman in front of him has always been indifferent and cold to himself, and has never spoken to himself so naughty and innocent.

Since he was a child, he has never been obsessed with one thing, he sees everything very lightly, is very indifferent, and his heart is not cold, and the woman in front of him is his only obsession.

Perhaps with such crazy persistence, he felt that he was a person, a person with flesh and blood feelings.

In the eyes of others, he is a high king, a respectful high priest, and always an inviolable person in the clouds, but he is not, he is just a mortal, a very ordinary mortal.

"Shhh, Cang Ziyun, don't speak." Yue Mengxin extinguished the flame in his hand, stretched out his slender and white fingers like green onions, and gently placed them on his lips, a pair of black eyes were clear, sparkling, eyelashes trembled gently like a fan, and his beautiful face showed a serious and serious look, and said softly.

Cang Ziyun quietly stared at the woman in front of him, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, he knew what she wanted to say to himself.

A bitter smile appeared in her heart, she always liked the Night King, and he would not let her be distressed......

But why did his heart hurt so much......

It's a pity that the cave is dark, and Yue Mengxin didn't see Cang Ziyun's eyes full of dead silence.

Yue Mengxin took a deep breath, thinking about what she was going to say to him, her cheeks unconsciously flushed, her heartbeat accelerated by half a beat, she hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "Cang Ziyun...... In the future, I can call you Ziyun, I don't want to renew my relationship with you in the next life...... In fact...... Actually, I like you too! ”

At first, Yue Mengxin stammered a little, and she had the urge to bite off her tongue, but when she said that, she gradually returned to her usual state.

No matter, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, these words are good, she is a modern woman in the 21st century, she will not write lingering love poems, nor will she read those sour and tactful poems to hint at people.

If you love, you love......

When Cang Ziyun heard that Yue Mengxin was unwilling to renew his previous relationship with his next life, his bloodless face turned even paler.

He knew that she would say something to herself, but when he heard it again, the wound in his heart, which had not yet scabbed, was torn again and drenched in blood, but then the words that followed, he couldn't believe his ears.

She said she liked him? How can it be......

Cang Ziyun looked at her blankly, although the cave was pitch black, and she couldn't see the look on her face, but she said that she liked herself......

Yue Mengxin felt Cang Ziyun stunned, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she bit her lower lip and said, "Cang Ziyun, I said the wrong thing just now, you didn't hear it in front of you!" ”

The first time he confessed to a man, he didn't even say a word in half a voice, forget it, anyway, if he gave up in his heart......

She can only put this feeling in her heart!

"Dream Heart, what you just said, can you ...... Can you tell me again? Cang Ziyun came back to her senses, grabbed Yue Mengxin's hand tightly, her phoenix eyes were as bright as stars, she looked at her with expectation, and said excitedly.

A wave of happiness drowned him, she liked him, and her persistence was echoed by God, so that the woman in front of her finally looked back at him.

Yue Mengxin's face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to say it again, looking at Cang Ziyun and him, a trace of emotion flowed in her heart, he loved himself and was willing to give up his life, so what if he said it a hundred times......

"I like you, Ziyun ......"

Hearing this word and confession, the joy in Cang Ziyun's heart was overflowing, faint, sweet, his eyes were as bright and dazzling as bright stars, and his handsome and bechanting face was flushed, blooming with bewitching charm.

It turned out that she liked herself, really liked herself, and couldn't help but reach out and hug the beloved in front of her into her arms, her eyes were full of tenderness that couldn't be dissolved, and she kept whispering in her ear: "Dream heart, dream heart...... I like you too, I only take one scoop of drowning three thousand. ”

Yuemeng's heart lips hooked up a shallow smile, lying quietly in Cang Ziyun's arms, listening to the accelerated heartbeat in his chest, smelling the faint fragrance of medicine on his body, it turned out that happiness was as simple as a few things.

The two hugged each other for a long time, Cang Ziyun calmed down his excited mood, and gently stroked Yuemeng's hair like ink, he really wanted to hug her like this, and let the time pass, until the sky was old and the sea was dry.

Yue Mengxin squinted her eyes slightly in enjoyment, worried that her emotions would relax, in fact, she had been very worried about what to do if Cang Ziyun couldn't wake up after taking the seven-colored lotus?

What should I do if I am worried about what will happen to the seven-colored lotus after taking it? Worried thoughts surrounded her, and she was almost out of breath.