Seeing Lu Xiao appear, the young man took a few steps back, and he looked at Lu Xiao, his eyes were full of shock.

When he was three hundred meters away from the courtyard, he used the breathing technique to collect his breath, let alone mortals, even if he was a god realm cultivator, there was no way to detect his breath.

Lu Xiao is obviously a mortal, why would he be aware of his existence.

And when he entered the house, he did not notice.

How did he not be shocked by this.

The mind that was originally carried away by greed also sobered up in an instant.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

He shuddered and quickly knelt on the ground.

"Disturb my meditation, a hundred spirit stones, otherwise, die. ”

Lu Xiao's voice was indifferent and said.

"Thank you seniors for sparing your life. ”

The young man's face was full of the color of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and he hurriedly took out a storage bag and handed it to Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao took the storage bag, then raised his hand a little, and a ray of light instantly poured into the young man's heavenly spirit.

"Ahh

There was a scream.

The young man's eyes instantly became dull.

Like a walking corpse, he slowly walked towards the door.

It wasn't until he walked out of Baizhang that he popped and fell into the snow.

Lu Xiao didn't kill him, but just erased his memory.

Lu Xiao shook his head, lifted the wine jug, took a sip of wine, then shook his head and went back to the room.

……

About three hours later, the young man lying in the snow opened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

"Aren't I going to the Qinglou to relax?"

His face was confused, and he muttered, "Why are you here?"

He shook his head, puzzled, and then walked towards the Qinglou.

……

And at this time, the National Teacher's Mansion.

In the study, the old man looked at the hexagram on the desk and fell into deep thought.

"How is that possible?"

The old man muttered, "How can this hexagram show that it is related to Qin Evil?"

……

In a flash, another two years.

Lu Xiao sat in the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

The sky is cloudy and the sun is unusually pleasant.

This is the third year he has been in the capital.

Chen Ju has reached the age of studying, and Lu Xiao also takes some free time every day to teach Chen Ju.

Chen Yanchuan also worked hard day and night, and there were some wrinkles on his face.

In the past two years, many major events have happened in the capital.

Emperor Xuanqing returned to heaven, and there was chaos in the palace.

The crown prince used tough measures to suppress various princes and ascend to the throne.

The day after ascending the throne, she resigned from the position of Empress Nie Ruxian.

Naturally, the whole country celebrates.

Wei Changhe has also come to him many times in the past two years.

His body is no longer as good as it was back then, and the whole person is as old as a teenager.

is obviously in the prime of life, but he is as old as twilight, and his body is full of death.

Every time I see Lu Xiao, I will have a drink with Lu Xiao.

He often thinks about the events of the past.

Every time I think about it, I feel sad.

Wang Mazi is dead.

A year ago, he took his brothers on a mission.

But because of his miscalculation, he fell into the trap of the enemy.

In order to cover his escape, Wang Mazi was chopped up alive.

His brothers, also dead and wounded.

After he took revenge, he disbanded the team.

Lu Xiao couldn't help sighing at this, but he was helpless.

However, Lu Xiao still wanted to expel the dead qi on his body for Wei Changhe, but when he proposed, he was rejected by Wei Changhe.

took a sip of wine with Lu Xiao and left.

He knew that Wei Changhe didn't want to live anymore.

After all, everyone has their own lives, and Lu Xiao did not force it.

And half a year has passed since the last time Wei Changhe came.

In the past six months, Wei Changhe has not come again.

I'm afraid it's already ......

Thinking of this, Lu Xiao faintly had a hint of realization in his heart.

But this kind of realization is very ethereal and unpredictable.

It's like there's a layer of window paper that blocks his thoughts.

I can clearly see the truth behind some window paper, but I can't touch it.

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