Hua Yuyao?

Li Xiu looked up at her without any reaction. It was the first time he heard the name Hua Yuyao and he had no impression.

Murong Xue explained: "Hua Yuyao is the saint of Shangqing Palace. She has a unique status and great strength. Even King Zhou Yuan of Xiaowu is far inferior to her."

“So what?”

Li Xiu put a hand behind him, moved his eyes away from her face, and landed on the plum tree on one side.

This tree is very old and very beautiful. It is so lonely that it has not been cut down for so many years. It is enough to show that the tree is very beautiful. Li Xiu rarely looked here before, but now it should be considered appropriate to enjoy it while taking advantage of the night and leisure time.

"She is very strong, not inferior to my brother."

Seeing Li Xiu's appearance that he didn't care about it, Murong Xue moved her footsteps and stood in front of the plum tree, standing in Li Xiu's sight.

After the Shangqing Palace entered the Tang Dynasty, there was no difference from the other forces in the deserted states. It also planned to challenge those famous strong men to make a name for themselves. Their first choice was Gusu City.

This is very courageous.

But for some reason, until the end of the saint Hua Yuyao did not take any action to challenge him.

But people in Gusu City have a high opinion of her.

“So what?”

It was still this sentence, and Li Xiu's eyes did not even cause any turmoil.

This is the confidence and dullness brought by absolute strength, without any disguise.

Seeing Murong Xue silent, Li Xiu thought for a while and explained: "Your brother is very strong. I have never seen Hua Yuyao, but I am sure she must not be Murong's opponent, so he chose to remain indifferent in Gusu City. The old sword god has a high vision and my vision is also high. Murong's ability to enter the eyes of both of us proves that he is very excellent."

Li Xiu said softly.

"Shangqing Palace is a major force in the deserted state, only inferior to the Holy Sect. Hua Yuyao is naturally very strong as a saint, but you should know that if Murong goes to the deserted state, no matter which sect you join, he can become a saint in the future."

The evaluation of this is very high, and Li Xiu rarely comments on a person so high.

Among the younger generation, Murong is one of the few people who can catch his eye.

"What do you want to say?"

Li Xiu said a lot, and Murong Xue felt a little angry for no reason. She came here to remind her, but she was kind-hearted, but she didn't take it seriously at all.

"I just want to say that Hua Yuyao is not as good as your brother, so why do you think she can threaten me?"

Li Xiu said seriously.

These are very arrogant words, but they are full of confidence from him, which makes people unable to refute.

It just makes sense.

"The sea of ​​books is a big deal. Everyone's eyes are staring at this place, and the people from Huangzhou are even more eyeing. This is Mr. Chen's gamble, it is an opportunity and a disaster."

Murong Xue looked at Li Xiu and asked out his doubts.

The Tang people hoped that Li Xiu would win, and the people in the deserted state hoped that Li Xiu would lose.

Shuhai is not a battle, and the final victory may not be the strongest one. Everything depends on two words, chance!

She knew that Li Xiu must win, so she wanted to ask Li Xiu how he planned to win.

Li Xiu didn't say anything, standing quietly in place, perhaps because he didn't want to say anything, or maybe he didn't think about it.

The night passed quietly, just like it happened suddenly, the sun rose from outside the Meiling Mountains, and a ray of golden ray shone on the faces of two people.

The sky and the earth are getting bright.

After a long silence, Murong Xue spoke again, and there seemed to be a lot of complexity and nostalgia in her eyes.

"I'm leaving, leaving the Tang Dynasty."

She spoke with a faint voice.

“Where to go?”

Li Xiu asked.

"Shangqing Palace!"

Murong Xue answered.

There are many grudges between the two of them, and as time goes by, those grudges seem to have dissipated a lot with the battle of Xiaonanqiao.

Maybe he can be considered a friend.

Li Xiu didn't say much, but just said congratulations and said something smoothly.

Then Murong Xue left the academy and gradually disappeared into Meiling along the path that Li Yinan had stepped on.

Li Xiu became more and more silent.

The Shangqing Palace is good, but Gusu City is not bad. Why should Murong Xue leave the distance and seek to go to the deserted state to practice?

He moved his gaze to the distance, and looked around the mountains and forests toward the sky, and then lowered his head shortly afterwards.

It seems that Gusu City is in chaos, and Murong Yingjie and Murong Tiancheng are destined to have a fight.

That's why Murong asked Murong Xue to go to Huangzhou at this time to protect herself.

The Tang Dynasty could not withstand chaos.

If Gusu City must be in chaos, then you will die!

A trace of evil spirit flashed in Li Xiu's eyes, and he turned around and walked back to his yard and slept quietly.

......

The sun and the moon outside rose and set. After a few days, Li Xiu finally opened his eyes.

He reached out and rubbed his chin and stretched his waist gently.

I slept very soundly and comfortably this time.

No one disturbs you, don't worry about the bad things that are not there.

"woke up?"

After noticing his movements, Chen Zhimo, who was not far away, greeted him.

"Don't pay attention to him, play chess quickly, I will tell you that I will never let you win my sixteen games in a row!"

Liang Xiaodao sat in front of him and urged him angrily.

His sleeves were rolled up high, his lips were pale, and he seemed very urgent, and there was only one move between him and the monkey, which was scratching his head.

"Don't worry, if you don't win all your annual salary today, I will change my surname to you!"

Chen Zhimo sneered and fell a chess piece.

"If I hadn't woken up yesterday, would you win 15 games in a row? I remember that in the North, I was also a man who was known as the little chess saint."

Liang Xiaodao said angrily.

"It turns out that the northern land is actually a rough man who can't play chess!"

Chen Zhimo said.

"You're a bit insulting!"

Liang Xiaodao slapped the table, looking like he was angry.

The noise between the two people was loud and could be heard from a distance.

Xu Yingxiu came to Li Xiu and reached out to hand over a hot towel.

Li Xiu reached out and took it and wiped his face, then walked to the side of the chessboard and reached out to pick up Chen Zhimo's chess piece and put it on the chessboard. There was a slight sound.

"You lost!"

Li Xiu glared at Liang Xiaodao and walked outward.

Chen Zhimo shook his head with a wry smile, and the piece that ended the chessboard was snatched away by others.

"Tomorrow is the day when the sea of ​​books is open. Where are you going?"

Liang Xiaodao shouted at his back and asked.

Li Xiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he had slept for more than ten days this time.

"Go and do something, don't follow me."

He reached out and pulled the raccoon standing at the door, Li Xiu waved his hand casually and walked out of the yard.

He didn't want to say it, so they naturally wouldn't ask.

"This game doesn't count. It's Li Xiu's hand. It has nothing to do with you. I can't count it as my loss."

When he came to his senses, Liang Xiaodao's eyes rolled and said while holding the chess piece.

Chen Zhimo was stunned for a moment, then cursed: "You fart, I think you just want to pay for your debts, and I feel sorry for your 100 taels of silver bills."

This was even more insulting, and Liang Xiaodao's face turned red: "I have taken it seriously by just one hundred taels of silver notes? The last son was obviously from Li Xiu, what does it have to do with you?"

"Then I'll take the chess piece back and let's take the last step."
To be continued...