Those eyes slowly opened, and there was no confusion and happiness in the eyes of the first recovery from a serious illness, as calm as usual.

Li Xiu sat up from the bed, Xu Yingxiu hurriedly picked up the pillow and put it behind him, his smile bloomed like a flower, and the hanging heart finally let go.

Mo Qinghuan stood quietly at the head of the bed without speaking, Tsing Yi moved slightly with the wind from the window, and his face was still like an iceberg.

Although Li Xiu's spirit was forced into a small corner by the demon seed and could not control his body, his consciousness did not disappear, and he was watching from the perspective of a bystander almost the whole time of what the demon seed did.

He had witnessed the Demon Seed Battle Heaven with his own eyes, and it was not an exaggeration to describe that wind as peerless, until finally the little flower floated up, dispelling the Heavenly Tribulation and saving his life.

Li Xiu glanced down at the flower on his finger, although he had this small flower, he couldn't completely control it, and he was even a little helpless many times.

He lay on the blank page, passed by Lao Xiucai's side, and saw him fighting six with one enemy, and then Zifei came from afar, carrying Lao Xiucai's corpse on his back.

Wu Mobi died.

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

The stubborn old man who handed over his net worth to Datang.

"I'm hungry. ”

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

"What does the young master want to eat?"

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

Xu Yingxiu hummed, stretched out her hand to tidy up his clothes for him, 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 the cup and drank it in small sips.

Li Xiu reached out and rubbed the bear's fat face and picked up its ears.

"I'm angry. ”

He spoke.

Xiong Fat's head shrank, it naturally knew why Li Xiu was angry, if it could go to the snow field with Li Xiu during the war, Lao Xiucai would not die.

After all, it is the bear spirit of the Five Realms.

Ancient ferocity!

"But we don't have much to do with each other, and understanding has nothing to do with emotions. ”

Li Xiu looked at it and said seriously: "It's like I understand your sidelines and reasons, but I still feel angry, so after so long, I still have to pick up and talk about this matter after all." ”

"Follow me with your heart, or die now, the choice is yours!"

Liang Xiaodao held a teacup that was not too thick in both hands, and his expressionless mouth blew on the surface of the hot tea.

The courtyard door in front of the hut was opened, and Zifei pushed the door in and stood in the courtyard, snowflakes falling on top of his head.

His eyes were closed, and his sword intent hung in the air.

Li Xiu got up and walked to the window and stood down, the raccoon hanging on his waist and not moving.

The comparison between life and death is actually easy to choose, and it is not a difficult task.

Especially for the fat bear who is afraid of death, this is naturally not a difficult thing, it has been sealed in the Eagle Sorrow Stream for thousands of years and will not die, naturally it is not that it can't die, but it doesn't want to die.

I didn't want to die then, and I don't want to die now.

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

It's a good account.

It nodded, and sat down on Li Xiu's shoulder dejectedly, its round body leaning against his face.

It has a hunch that from now on it is only afraid that Xiongsheng will be gloomy, and there will be no hope.

Li Xiu didn't show smugness or a smile on his face.

Liang Xiaodao walked out with a teacup, and walked to the wooden pavilion not far away with Zifei, the scenery here is nothing to see, and there will be no leisure and elegance of enjoying flowers and the moon, the two of them just sat quietly on the stone chair in the pavilion, looking at the busy figures of Xu Yingxiu and Red Sleeves in the small kitchen.

"Thanks!"

Li Xiu stood in front of the window, looking at Mo Qinghuan with a sideways face, just like the first acquaintance in front of Tingxue Lou, that face has never changed its cold appearance since childhood.

"You don't need to thank me, you are the young master of the Xue Building, and it is the right thing to save you. ”

Mo Qinghuan put his hands on his waist in front of him, his cold eyes blinked, his tone did not fluctuate, and he said lightly.

"I thank you for having nothing to do with the world of medicine. ”

Li Xiu explained.

Mo Qinghuan was slightly stunned, and immediately understood something, his breath was suffocated, and he turned his head.

The atmosphere was a little weird, Mo Qinghuan looked at the snow outside the window, her eyes were a little confused, she understood the meaning of Li Xiu's words, it turned out that he was conscious all the time when he was unconscious, but he couldn't speak or move.

Being conscious will naturally know everything, such as crying in her face in the General's Mansion.

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

"It's a nice dress, you've finally got it right. ”

After being silent for a while, Li Xiu looked at the green clothes on Mo Qinghuan and said.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that this holy woman who listens to the snow building likes to wear white clothes the most, and white clothes are colder and more absolute!

Tsing Yi will always make that fierceness a lot dimmer, but when he heard that Xue Lou wanted to wear Tsing Yi, Li Xiu cared about this very much.

"If there's nothing to say, then don't look for it. ”

Mo Qinghuan's chaotic eyes condensed a little and said softly.

Xu Yingxiu walked out of the kitchen, walked to the small pavilion outside the door with the food in her hand and put it down, Zifei and Liang Xiaodao took a small bowl and bowed their heads to eat it.

Li Xiu touched the bear fat, then walked out of the house and came to the pavilion to sit down.

He's not a man of words, and he especially hates to be speechless.

"How's it going?"

Xu Yingxiu sat across from him and asked cautiously.

"It's good except it's undercooked. ”

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

Xu Yingxiu's eyes widened, and she wanted to lift the table, but suddenly remembered that the young master had just recovered from a serious illness and couldn't stand too much stimulation, so she snorted coldly and turned her face to the other side.

"I know Wang Zhiwei's cooking skills are good, but he won't cook for me, if you don't improve, I'm afraid I'll have to eat at the inn for the rest of my life." ”

Li Xiu said.

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

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

"Don't make a fuss. ”

There are only three dishes on the table, Zifei and Liang Xiaodao are eating hot one plate at a time, seeing that the dishes have bottomed out, if they take the green pepper fish and potatoes away, what will they eat?

That's really a dry meal.

Tie Qing snatched back two pieces of potatoes from Xu Yingxiu's hand with a blushing face, and Li Xiu swallowed the rice.

Zifei and Liang Xiaodao had finished eating, leaning back on the chair and walking with tea, without interjecting, Li Xiu now has to deal with the matter of listening to Xuelou, and it is not the time to catch up.

Mo Qinghuan walked over, as if everything just now had never happened, looked at Li Xiu and asked, "What should I do?"

Li Xiu made a chewing motion, put down the chopsticks, and there was still a piece of potato left.

This dish is really hard to eat.

Xu Yingxiu got up and picked up the dishes and chopsticks and walked out of the pavilion, she hated these calculations that would never end the most, she hated that she had no interest, and she wouldn't listen if she wasn't interested.

Li Xiu didn't care either, leaned his body on the back of the chair like Zifei and the others, and thought for a long time.