Mu Tinghua has been paying attention to the waterfall and keeping it in its original state.

"I'll teach you. As he spoke, his heart moved, and the sword in his hand was sent to Mu Tinghua, who looked at the silver sword floating in front of him in a daze.

He said he taught me?!

She wouldn't ask him why she wanted to save her, why she taught her, and there were things that were not suitable to be said too clearly.

"You don't want to?" Seeing that Mu Qianhua didn't make a move, he asked in a little surprise.

"No...... Mu Tianhua hurriedly shook his head and denied: "But do you want me to apprentice?"

"No, I don't. There was no trace of emotion in the cold voice.

When Mu Qianhua heard this, his eyes that flickered like stars were dim, revealing a hint of depression and disappointment.

"Oh, what shall I call you?" she said, her voice tinged with loss.

"Mu Jun. ”

Mu Tianhua nodded, and his tone was light: "Mu Jun." ”

"I never take disciples. His cold voice sounded above his head, and Mu Tianhua nodded and grasped the hilt of his sword.

Even the last trace of illusion was shattered, and her whole person was like a frosty flower, unable to lift a trace of strength.

No matter how precocious she is, she is always a child, and there is no doubt that there is a special person who saves her life and is willing to teach her how to use a sword.

Therefore, her loss is inevitable, if he is willing to accept her as an apprentice, then in this life, there will be a bond between them, but he doesn't want to.

"I've never taught anyone how to use a sword. ”

Hearing this, Mu Tianhua's dull eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at him with a bright light.

"That's just one person to teach me, okay?"

Mu Tianhua's eyes full of anticipation fell into his eyes, and he nodded: "Hmm." ”

Mu Tianhua jumped up happily, spun in circles, and showed a big smile.

"Mu Jun, you are so good to me, you will always be so good to me, hehe......"

At this moment, she is innocent and carefree.

Like a fairy in a flower, like a fantasy, a pure smile, clear and shining eyes, and a smart and graceful posture.

If you go back in time, I can only hope that this moment will stop.

Mu Tinghua hasn't laughed like this for a long time, and he hasn't been so happy and at ease......

"This sword is called Suxue Sword, and it is given to you today. ”

"Thank you, Mujun. Mu Qianhua's smile was like a flower, and his tone revealed a deep sense of joy.

He walked slightly, and he had already reached Mu Tinghua's back, holding Mu Tinghua's hand holding the sword from behind with one hand, and holding her waist with the other.

Mu Qianhua's little face was flushed, and his eyes flashed with dazzling light.

The two were so close that she could clearly smell the faint fragrance on his body, which made her feel at ease.

He taught her the first movement - chopping.

"Practicing swords is not an overnight thing, do this action 30,000 times a day, and when you cut a sword every time, the score is exactly the same, I will teach you the next style. ”

He let go of her hand, Mu Tinghua nodded, and was not frightened or complained because of what he said.

She slashed again and again with a focused and serious expression, striving to make each style exactly the same as the last.

He just stood by and watched.

As the minutes ticked by, her arm began to ache and swell......

She was sweating like rain, and her arms were sore, painful, and numb...... In the end, it repeats that action like a machine, over and over again......

In the end, the action of chopping the sword became faster and faster, and the movement of the sword was becoming more and more difficult to see...... It's getting more and more accurate.

After she practiced, she was completely supported by willpower, no matter how focused her eyes were, what she saw was blurry, and there was only one thought in her heart, she must be cut to 30,000, or even more.

Dizziness, blurred vision, body aches and numbness......

She saw her sword slashing slower and slower, slower, and slower, until finally her eyes closed heavily, and her hands were still slashing with her sword

When she was about to fall to the ground, she was picked up by someone and saved from an unwarranted disaster.

Mu Tianhua was unconscious, so she didn't see it, and when Mu Jun hugged her and turned to leave, the still waterfall poured down.

The melodious and melodious sound of the flute came from outside the bamboo house, and the person sleeping on the bed, her eyes blinked, she opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth rose, she got up and stretched her waist, she hadn't slept so comfortably and at ease for a long time!

I really hope that every day will be like this in the future, then I must be the happiest person in the world, hehe!

Mu Tinghua got out of bed, washed up, the food was already placed on the table, she looked at the food, somehow there was a strange feeling, as if Mu Jun knew what she liked to eat and what she didn't like to eat, so strange!

After Mu Tianhua finished eating, Mu Jun walked in.

"Mu Jun, did you do all this?" asked Mu Qianhua with a smile.

"Hmm. He admitted, but why was he still so cold?

"I want to ......" Mu Tianhua tilted his head, looked at him fixedly, and stopped talking.

"Huh?" he looked over, confusion in his eyes.

"Mu Jun, I want to eat ice and snow lotus seed soup!" her big bright eyes were full of anticipation, staring at him without blinking.

"Hmm. ”

Well?

Mu Tianhua blinked, did he agree or ...... But soon, she knew.

After Mu Jun cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he walked out.

Mu Qianhua looked at his back, and a trace of complexity crossed his eyes.

When Mu Qianhua returned from sword practice, she smelled a familiar fragrance, her eyes lit up, what soreness, what tiredness, to hell with it!

Mu Tianhua ran into the bamboo house, and sure enough, there was a bowl of ice and snow lotus seed soup on the table!

He would have done it!

Mu Qianhua couldn't wait to take a bite, the taste was so familiar, she was stunned.

It was just a whim that she wanted to eat the ice and snow lotus seed soup, and she felt that she had already eaten it, so she wanted to eat it, but now that he had made it, and the taste made her think that she used to eat it often, what was going on?

No matter what, it's delicious!

Mu Jun is a good person, hehe!

Mu Tianhua sat down, smiled happily, and ate vigorously.

It's so delicious, Mu Jun's cooking skills are good!

Outside the bamboo house, an independent figure with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Mu Jun, you play the flute, listen well, you teach me, okay?"

Mu Tinghua heard the sound of the flute, ran out of the bamboo house, and went straight to Mu Jun.

"Good. He put down the jade flute and glanced back at her.

"Mu Jun is the best!" Mu Tianhua said happily.

He didn't say anything, but he took the trouble to teach her to play over and over again.

Mu Tinghua learned the way Mu Jun played, and played slowly, I don't know if she really can't, or if she does it on purpose, she will always make mistakes.

"Wrong, it's like this......" At this time, Mu Jun will personally demonstrate to her, and pinch the snow jade flute and let her play, he will master the rhythm, his expression is very focused and serious, and I don't know if he saw the smile in Mu Tianhua's eyes.

"Mu Jun, I want to eat hibiscus crisp, you make it for me, okay?" Mu Tinghua put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said when Mu Jun walked in.

"Hmm. ”

"Mu Jun, can you accompany me to practice swords?" Mu Tianhua threw the bamboo sword to him and said with a smile.

"Good. ”

"Mu Jun, it's so good for you to paint, I won't, you teach me, okay?" Mu Qianhua returned from practicing swords, and saw Mu Jun painting a picture, it was a masked woman, with a noble and elegant temperament, and she could only watch from a distance.

Is this someone he likes?

Mu Tinghua felt uncomfortable in his heart!

"Good. He still agreed, and it seemed that he would never refuse any of her requests!

A trace of gloom flashed in Mu Tianhua's eyes, and he looked at the person on the painting without saying a word.

Mu Jun put away the painting, took out the drawing paper again, and looked at her, "Come here." ”

Mu Qianhua smiled and walked over, she picked up the paintbrush, but he held her hand, she was stunned, such a scene, déjà vu, as if they should have been like this.

Mu Jun held her hand and took her to draw a picture one by one, it was a very beautiful picture, there were two people on it, snuggled under an ancient tree, and there were winged birds flying in the sky, they seemed to be able to snuggle happily for a lifetime......

Mu Qianhua's hand holding the paintbrush paused, looking at the two people on the painting, one of them was Mu Jun!

He's painting the people he remembers, why?

Mu Jun didn't care about her reaction, still held her hand, drew slowly, and finally wrote a few words on it, willing to fly with Qing and live and die together.

Mu Tianhua broke free of his hand and ran out in a trance.

Mu Jun looked at her back as she ran out, her eyes were dark and terrifying.

He has people to love, he has people to love, he has people to love......

Mu Qianhua kept thinking in her mind that Mu Jun already had someone she loved, so she ...... Shouldn't you be happy, and why should you be sad?

Because I have delusions that I shouldn't have?

Hehe...... Why?

Mu Tianhua fell into the grass, closed his eyes, and hid the helplessness and pain in his eyes.

She can't, she must not be emotional, she can only be a ruthless person, but ...... She didn't want to lose him!

So be it!

Three years have passed, and in a valley -

The girl in the purple dress, as light as a swallow, touched the surface of the lake with her feet, and flew up, and when she flew, the calm lake burst into columns of water that rushed straight into the sky, and the sound of explosions filled her ears.

She made a light turn in the air, and the snow-colored fluorescence swept across the surface of the water column and lake, and the smell of ice and snow came to her face.

The water column and the surface of the lake were all frozen, and even the water droplets that splashed out were frozen and frozen in the air, and everything was still......

The girl's face was ruddy, and she pursed her lips to look at the solidified icicles, ice droplets, and ice surface...... Time is frozen in this moment, and there is no passage.

In the time of a breath, the ice droplets frozen in the air fell into the ice with a crisp sound, and her eyes blinked, and a trace of disappointment crossed her eyes.

With a wave of her hand, the snow-colored fluorescent swept towards the ice and icicles...... The icicles collapsed, the ice melted, and everything was as before.

There is a bamboo house not far from the lake, and there is a cold figure sitting in front of the window with his back to this side, he closes his eyes and recuperates, holding the purple sand cup lightly in one hand, and the tea in the cup is still warm and steaming, lingering in the room.

The little girl glanced this way, and what she saw was always his back, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Firmness and stubbornness flashed in her eyes, the momentum on her body soared, and her eyes were sharp.

Almost at this moment, her jade arm waved, and the breath of ice and snow instantly swept through the water column, freezing for thousands of miles, but everything was frozen and fell to half of the fallen leaves, and it was still ......

The time of three breaths, which only lasted for three breaths, the frozen thing, resumed action.

With a wave of her hand, she stood still again.

The time of the seven breaths.

Not enough, not enough, not enough, waved again, his face was pale.

Thirteen Interest...... A cup of tea...... The time of half a pillar of incense......

Still not enough......

Why can't he do that?

She has actually done better than that person at the beginning, and even that person is not as good as her, and she has achieved such an achievement in a short period of time, which is a person who is happy, but she has too high requirements for herself, so that she makes herself so tired.

Her face was pale, her heavy eyelids, and when she closed uncontrollably, she wanted to wave her hand again, but her arms hung down weakly, and the whole person fell straight down.

An afterimage flashed, catching her falling body.

The cold eyes stared at the miserable little white face, and a trace of complexity crossed the bottom of the eyes.

carried her back to the bamboo house, put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and walked out.

The girl on the bed, after he left, her eyelashes blinked, and the mandala petals swirled around her with silver-purple fluorescence, and slowly her pale complexion regained her blood.

The mandala petals scattered all over the ground, and the girl on the bed fell asleep peacefully.

This girl is Mu Tianhua back then.

The man walked in, holding a basin of hot water in his hand, he put it beside the bed, wrung out the towel, and gently wiped her face and hands, seeing that her face was ruddy, obviously nothing serious, and a smile crossed her eyes.

The reason for drowsiness is also due to the lack of physical exercise intensity, which cannot keep up with such a large intensity of mana overdraft, resulting in physical and mental exhaustion.

She was in a coma for a while, and she would naturally wake up.

The mana overdraft again and again has made her body and foundation have been well suppressed and honed, better and stronger each time, and stronger and stronger each time.

After a long time, the cultivation has been improved, the body has been fully exercised, and the bloodline has awakened little by little in the power of the bloodline to stimulate the bloodline again and again.

Although it is really painful to do this, it can get twice the result with half the effort.

Mu Jun waited by the bedside, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the concentration and warmth in his eyes, as well as the imperceptible tenderness.

When Mu Qianhua woke up, the food was still on the table as usual, and it was still steaming, obviously it had just been prepared.

She got up and got out of bed, and she didn't want to know who it was.

She didn't rush to eat, but walked out of the bamboo house to find Mujun.

The man was dressed in white, standing alone in the bamboo forest, and gently pinching a snow jade flute in his left hand.

The forest is full of clouds and mist, and he is dressed in white, like a fairy in the clouds, which is unattainable.

Mu Tianhua stood not far behind him, looking at him quietly, with a trace of infatuation in his eyes, more of the struggle and pain that he could not obtain, could not want, and could not read.

She can't, can't!

Mu Jun turned around suddenly, and her indifferent and cold gaze fell on her face, seeing in her eyes a trace of pain and struggle that she was very quick to hide.

"Something?"

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