The eyes slowly opened, without the confusion and gratitude of recovering from the serious illness, and as calm as usual.

Li Xiu sat up from the bed, Xu Yingxiu hurriedly picked up the pillow and placed it behind him, her smile blooming like a flower, and the hanging heart finally dropped.

Mo Qinghuan stood quietly at the head of the bed without saying a word. Qingyi moved slightly with the window wind, and her face was still like an iceberg.

Although Li Xiu's soul was forced into a small corner by the demon seed and could not control his body, his consciousness did not disappear. He watched almost the whole thing he did with the demon seed from the perspective of a bystander.

He witnessed the demonic species fighting in the sky with his own eyes. It was not an exaggeration to describe the wind as a peerless one. Until the end, the little flower floated up, dispelled the heavenly tribulation, and saved his life.

Li Xiu looked down at the flower on his finger. Although he had this little flower, he could not control it completely, and often he was helpless.

He lay on the white paper, passed by the old scholar, and saw him fighting against six, and then Zifei came from a distance, carrying the old scholar's body.

Wu Mobi is dead.

This is not good news, and Li Xiu could not accept it, even if more than a month has passed, he still could not accept it.

The stubborn old man who handed his life to the Tang Dynasty.

"I'm hungry."

Li Xiu looked at Xu Yingxiu and opened his mouth and whispered.

"What do you want to eat at the young master?"

Li Xiu was silent for a while, and then said, "Green pepper fish, potatoes."

Xu Yingxiu nodded, reached out to tidy up his clothes, combed his hair, and then got up and walked outside.

Liang Xiaodao sat up from the bed and walked to the table, reached out and picked up the teapot and poured it into a cup and drank it in a small mouthful.

Li Xiu reached out and rubbed Xiong's fat face and carried its ears.

"I am angry."

He spoke.

Xiong Pang's head shrank, and it naturally knew why Li Xiu was angry. If it could go to the snowfield with Li Xiu during the war, the old scholar would not have died.

After all, it is the bear spirit of the fifth realm.

Ancient evil spirits!

"But we have nothing to do with each other, and understanding has nothing to do with emotions."

Li Xiu looked at it and said seriously: "Just like I understand your bystander and reason, but I still feel angry, so after delaying for so long, I still have to pick it up and say it."

"Follow me with your heart, or die now, you choose it yourself!"

Liang Xiaodao held the not-so-thick tea cup in both hands, and opened his mouth expressionlessly and blew the hot tea surface.

The gate of the cottage was opened, and Zifei pushed the door open and walked into the yard, and snowflakes fell on his head.

He closed his eyes and his sword intent hung in the sky.

Li Xiu stood up and walked to the window and stood down. The raccoon hung around his waist without moving.

It is actually easy to choose between life and death, and this is not a difficult task.

Especially for Xiong Pang, who is afraid of death, this is naturally not a difficult task. It has been sealed in Yingchou Jian for thousands of years and will not die, so it is not that it cannot die, but that it does not want to die.

I didn’t want to die back then, but now I don’t want to die back.

So the raccoon was silent for a long time. It thought that its life was of course worth more than Li Xiu, and even if it was for life to trade it for life, it was not cost-effective.

This account is easy to calculate.

It nodded, sat dejectedly on Li Xiu's shoulder, and leaned on his face with a round body.

It has a premonition, from now on, I am afraid that the bear will be dark and there will be no hope.

Li Xiu did not show any smugness or smile on his face.

Liang Xiaodao walked out with a teacup, and walked with Zifei to the wooden pavilion not far away. The scenery here was nothing good, and there was no leisure and elegance of watching the flowers and the moon. The two of them just sat quietly on the stone chairs in the pavilion, looking at the busy figures of Xu Yingxiu and Hongxiu in the kitchen.

"Thank you!"

Li Xiu stood in front of the window and looked at Mo Qinghuan with his face, just like he had first met in front of the Listening Snow Tower. His face never changed from childhood to adulthood.

"No need to thank me, you are the young master of Tingxue Tower, so it is the right thing to save you."

Mo Qinghuan put his hands in front of him and blinked his cold eyes, his tone without any fluctuation, and he said lightly.

"I thank you for having nothing to do with Yi Tianxia."

Li Xiu explained.

Mo Qinghuan was slightly stunned, and then understood something, and his breathing was suffocated and he turned his head.

The atmosphere was a little weird. Mo Qinghuan looked at Piaoxue outside the window, her eyes were a little confused. She understood what Li Xiu meant. It turned out that his consciousness was always awake when he was unconscious, but he could not speak or move.

If you are awake, you will know everything, such as she is crying in the general's house holding his face.

For example, she helps him wipe his body every day.

"This dress is good, you finally put it right."

After a while of silence, Li Xiu looked at the Qingyi on Mo Qinghuan and said.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that this saint of Tingxue Tower likes to wear white clothes the most, white clothes are colder and more amazing!

Qingyi always makes the sharp and dim, but when Xuelou wants to wear Qingyi, Li Xiu cares about this very much.

"If there is nothing to say, don't make any talk."

Mo Qinghuan's disordered eyes condensed into a little, and he said softly.

Xu Yingxiu walked out of the kitchen, held the food in her hand and walked to the small pavilion outside the door and put it down. Zifei and Liang Xiaodao were not polite and took a small bowl and ate it.

Li Xiu touched Xiong Pang, then walked out of the house and came to sit in the pavilion.

He is not a good person who is good at speaking, and he especially hates making things without saying anything.

"How is it? How does it taste?"

Xu Yingxiu sat opposite him and asked carefully.

“It’s all great except for being unfamiliar.”

Li Xiu took a bite and carefully tasted it in his mouth, saying.

Xu Yingxiu glared at her eyes and wanted to lift the table. She suddenly remembered that the young master had just recovered from a serious illness and could not bear the great stimulation, so she snorted coldly and turned her face to the other side.

"I know Wang Zhiwei has good cooking skills, but he doesn't know how to cook for me. If you don't make progress, I'm afraid I'll have to eat in the inn for the rest of my life."

Li Xiu said.

"I don't think I'm doing it well, don't eat it!"

Xu Yingxiu retorted, stood up and picked up the plate of green pepper fish and potatoes and was about to leave.

"Don't make a fuss."

There were only three dishes on the table. Zifei and Liang Xiaodao ate one by one. They were so hot that they could see the bottom of the dishes. If they brought the green pepper fish and potatoes away, what would they eat?

That would really be a good meal.

With a blue face, he snatched two potatoes from Xu Yingxiu's hand, and Li Xiu swallowed the rice.

Zifei and Liang Xiaodao had finished eating, leaned on the chair and walked with tea, without interrupting. Li Xiu now had to deal with the matter of Listening to Xuelou, which was not the time to reminisce about the past.

Mo Qinghuan came over, as if nothing had happened just now, and looked at Li Xiu and asked, "What should I do?"

Li Xiu chewed and put down the chopsticks, leaving a piece of potato.

This dish is really hard to eat.

Xu Yingxiu got up and picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the pavilion. She hated the most about these calculations that would never end. She hated her the same thing, and she would not listen without interest.

Li Xiu didn't care either. He leaned his body against the back of the chair as Zi Fei and the others did, and thought for a long time.
Chapter completed!