After everyone left one after another, only a few teachers stood in front of the academy, with complex expressions and didn't know what to say.

"I'm afraid this Chang'an is really going to be in chaos."

"Li Xiu's ability to surpass Zhimo in the chess path is enough to prove that his computing power is evident. An ordinary person is wise and close to demons, but he doesn't know whether it is good or bad for the Tang Dynasty."

"The computing power has reached this point. People like Li Xiu will not do boring things. What is he trying to read the Book of Heavens for?"

The teachers were talking.

The bearded teacher glanced at them: "Since I can't figure it out, I just don't think so. Zhimo is willing to accept the loss. There is no objection. I don't have any trouble."

The others nodded, and looked at the master and servant who disappeared into the night with complex eyes.

Suddenly a teacher frowned and said, "Have you ever noticed that old servant in blue shirt?"

The bearded teacher's eyes were deep and his tone was slightly volatile.

"Five-level Grandmaster"

The teachers were surprised, their expressions changed, and they immediately dispersed without saying a word.

A powerful person from the five realm followed Li Xiu.

What exactly does he want to do when he comes back this time?

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Meiling Academy is ten miles away from Chang'an. The distance of ten miles is not far for ordinary people, and it is even less important to practitioners.

It's just a sword.

The snow stopped early tonight. Fortunately, the snow was thick and the snow was white. It was a little light reflected on this night, which was enough to make people see the way ahead.

Li Xiu walked in the snowy pond, one step deep and one step shallow.

Old Qiao followed quietly, stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

A moment later, an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on Li Xiu's pale face, and it flashed away.

The pace also slowed down.

He shook his head hard, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face, hoping that he could keep himself awake.

"Uncle Qiao, it seems that my illness is serious again."

He grinned, then closed his eyes and fell down.

Before he landed, he was helped by Lao Qiao in the air.

Looking at Li Xiu's bloodless face and his brows that were still frowning tightly even in a coma, Old Qiao sighed softly.

Few people know how much price Li Xiu paid and how much things he experienced when he was able to get to where he is today.

An ordinary person wants to live in a place like Tingxuelo, or even become a superior person. The sadness behind it is not worth telling to outsiders.

After carrying Li Xiu on his back, Lao Qiao took a step forward.

Then he appeared in front of Chang'an City.

One step is ten miles.

The city guards' eyes were sharp, and they held the long sword at their waist tightly with one hand, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Old Qiao glanced at them and showed Li Xiu's face.

There are formation restrictions in Chang'an City, and even the powerful people in the fifth level cannot make any major moves.

The soldiers recognized Li Xiu and knew that this was His Royal Highness, the prince who had returned to Chang'an early this morning.

Then he naturally recognized the old servant in blue shirt holding a horse.

The vigilant attitude gradually dropped, and the soldiers let go of the road.

Lao Qiao carried him back to the palace and returned to Li Xiu's house without disturbing anyone.

Li Xiu is a very proud person, so even though he is seriously ill, he never asked Lao Qiao to help.

After Liu Xiaowei's death, his body had already gone into trouble, not to mention that he had walked ten miles on foot in the snow and ice.

In the end, he forced himself to play a game of chess with Chen Zhimo.

Playing chess doesn’t seem to consume physical energy, but it consumes a lot of brain power.

It was already a miracle that Li Xiu could hold on and did not faint on the spot.

"I'm really stubborn!"

Old Qiao put him on the bed and looked at him and sighed.

At this time the window suddenly opened and a woman jumped into the house.

The woman was wearing a blue dress, but she didn't look unrestrained at all. Instead, she highlighted her slim and hot figure to the fullest.

The green-clothed shirt is more like a cheongsam, with a big spread, and the pair of snow-white long legs appear and disappear in the steps.

The woman was towed with black hair behind her head, holding a whisk in her hand, and her eyes were crescent.

She came to the window and looked down at Li Xiu.

"Old Qiao, did you raise the young master to death?"

"Xu Yingxiu, you should know that the young master is not allowing you to go down the mountain."

The woman in front of me was a stunning beauty in the world, but Lao Qiao didn't even raise her eyelids.

"Stop doing this, if you have the ability, go and tell him."

The woman sneered and continued, "The safety of the young master is more important than the sky. I am not at ease with you alone. Besides, don't you think so too? Otherwise, how could you hide the fact that I was following the young master in secret?"

"No matter how clever the young master is, he is an ordinary person after all, and he cannot sense you, so as long as you don't show up in front of me, I won't speak up on my own initiative."

Xu Yingxiu waved her hands impatiently, sat directly on the bed, touched Li Xiu's forehead, then got up and walked to the copper basin beside her to wash a towel, folded it into a square, and placed it on Li Xiu's forehead.

Then he rolled up a bedding and gently covered him, then lit the stove in the house, took out a bag of herbs from his waist, put it in an iron pot, and put it on a brazier. In a moment, the faint smell of medicine spread throughout the room.

From beginning to end, Lao Qiao didn't say anything, and didn't know where to start.

Sometimes I have to admit that it is better for women to take care of people.

"If you follow the young master, he will live at least ten or eight years less."

Xu Yingxiu looked at Lao Qiao, who was stiff and said sarcastically.

"He can only live for more than a month."

Old Qiao was not angry, but said directly.

The tone was not good or bad, but Xu Yingxiu knew that his mood was already extremely bad.

Similarly, Xu Yingxiu overturned the chair under Lao Qiao's butt and said angrily: "It's impossible, the young master left in front of Tingxue Tower to live two years."

"Maybe because I was tiring all the way, so I became more ill, and this place is Chang'an after all."

Chang'an is the most prosperous place, but it is a sad place for Li Xiu.

"I have said a long time ago that I should not follow him in everything. When Xuelou has been here for more than 70,000 miles, you let him sit in the carriage all the time? More than 70,000 miles is not the distance between you, Master Qiao San, and how many sword steps are there?"

Xu Yingxiu gasped, her voice almost overturned the roof.

It was just heard from outside but no sound came out.

Old Qiao didn't say anything.

"Go and get a pot of boiled water. The young master loves drinking boiled water the most."

Xu Yingxiu whispered, Lao Qiao stood up and walked out with a kettle.

Xu Yingxiu sat in front of the brazier, looking at the slightly burning fire, her eyes were red, and then she covered her face with both hands and sobbed quietly.

In fact, life always passes quickly. Today is a long day for Li Xiu, because he did a lot of things during this day.

He went to the city, had a family dinner, and broke up with the princess, killed one of the traitors Liu Xiaowei, and then went to the academy to play a game with Chen Zhimo, winning the Book of Heavens, and finally fell into a coma after exhaustion.
Chapter completed!