Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to support Ning Yayun in time and felt for her pulse with the other hand.

"Headmaster!"

The metaphysical people are a little panicked.

Yang Xuan looked at these people while feeling his pulse.

This headmaster, who always hid in the duty room and played the piano, seemed to have no sense of existence. But when he fell, everyone realized, oh! It turned out that the headmaster had been protecting us.

In recent years, the metaphysics of Wuwei. Wuwei sounds good, as if it can ignore everything.

But in this world, there will always be some troubles. The stronger your ability is, the more power you hold, the more troubles you will have.

Fame, wealth, greed and anger all arise from this.

If you say that no one is interested in the group of masters in the Imperial Academy, you are lying. But no matter who they are, whether they are threats or inducements, Ning Yayun has blocked them from metaphysics.

And the ability of Imperial College students to become officials is another huge bonus. How many people have taken a fancy to this benefit and want to send their own family members to join.

Which family's children are allowed to enter and which family's children are not allowed to enter? This is a huge trouble.

All these were blocked by Ning Yayun from metaphysics.

Therefore, the teachers and students of the Imperial College can study and practice freely.

At this moment, the man who was protecting them fell.

His eyes were closed tightly, and the free and easy atmosphere was gone.

"Headmaster!"

Someone choked.

"Headmaster!"

A professor knelt down.

Plop!

Suddenly, everything around Yang Xuan was filled with darkness, and everyone knelt down.

The sobs lingered faintly in the night, and it was as if even the moon felt the grief and hid behind the clouds.

In the darkness, Yang Xuan said: "There is still a pulse!"

Whoosh!

A group of people stood up together.

"Carry it back, old thief, go back and let the lady show it to the headmaster."

Ning Yayun's pulse still exists, but Yang Xuan cannot guarantee that there is anything wrong.

The two professors each held up Ning Yayun, and An Ziyu said: "Be careful of bumps."

"Si Ye, don't worry."

The two professors were full of confidence and immediately started to float.

It's like your feet don't touch the ground.

In the darkness, the three of them drifted towards Lin'an City.

"There's a problem now."

After the metaphysics people left, Han Ji said: "These are the emperor's people. Now that they die here, what will happen to the emperor?"

"We didn't kill him!" said the old thief: "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner."

Han Ji sighed, "Many times, emperors do not need reasons for their actions."

"Chu He is in front when he leaves the city, and Ning Yayun is behind when she leaves the city. It's none of our business!" the old thief sneered.

"I shouted outside the city earlier, I was afraid that someone might have heard me."

"They are all sergeants."

"There is no guarantee that the sergeant will leak the secret."

A group of people had splitting headaches.

Wang Laoer carefully searched Chu He's body and found a pile of debris.

"He was killed by a horse thief!" Wang Laoer said.

"How dare the horse thief approach Lin'an City?" the old thief said angrily.

"We got closer when we said we were close." Wang Laoer felt that the old thief was stupid, "Will Chang'an still come to see us?"

Han Ji and Yang Xuan looked at each other.

"Yes! Horse thief!" Han Ji said: "What Chang'an needs is not a reason, but face."

"Whether others believe it or not, it will be done if I believe it."

Yang Xuan ordered: "Get up and let the soldiers and civilians in the city know that there are horse thieves crossing the border tonight."

"Horse thief found!"

Lin'an City is boiling.

Then the cavalry attacked, and the sound of horse hooves made it difficult for Lin'an City to sleep.

Ning Yayun was sent to the front yard of the Yang family.

After some diagnosis and treatment, Zhou Ning said: "The master's pulse is a bit strange. It seems weak, but it is continuous and extremely strong."

"What will happen in this situation...?"

"Is there any danger?"

A group of people asked all kinds of questions.

Zhou Ning said: "The master's cultivation is profound..."

"Then what?" A group of people looked at Zhou Ning eagerly.

"There's no way to check his meridians."

"A Ning! When you got married, I told you that you have to practice, you have to practice. Only when Zitai bullies you will you be able to fight back. Even if Zitai doesn't bully you, he can still protect himself in trouble.

No. Look, you are showing your timidity now! Let me do it!"

Zhong Hui came over with a sigh on his face, stretched out his hand to hold Ning Yayun's pulse, and said to the others: "I also studied medical skills with An Ning's husband for half a year. I'm not bragging. If I didn't like medical skills, I would be the first in metaphysics.

The famous doctor must be me. Let me try it!"

He released his inner breath and followed the pulse to explore inside.

A group of people looked at him with bated breath, some looked at An Ziyu, and An Ziyu nodded, indicating that Zhong Hui was telling the truth.

Aning's life seems to be really good, with a rosy complexion and high energy... But a comfortable life will make people lose their ambition.

An Ziyu felt that it was necessary to talk to Zhou Ning later. Even if we got out of metaphysics, we couldn't stop practicing.

Boom!

An Ziyu felt her eyes blur and saw Zhong Hui fly out.

"How about the Headmaster?"

Yang Xuangang made arrangements to hunt down the 'horse thief' and hurried home.

A person just flew in front of him like a cloud and mist.

Boom!

fell at his feet.

Then he turned sideways and held his chin with one hand, as if he was lying on the ground thinking about life.

"gentlemen?"

Yang Xuan was stunned.

Zhong Hui raised his head and said, "Zitai! I'm looking at the scenery over there."

Yang Xuan followed his line of sight and looked over there. There was nothing there! It was dark and numb.

Zhong Hui got up and Yang Xuan helped him.

"As soon as my inner breath penetrated, it was forced out, and then..." Zhong Hui was a little ashamed.

I can't even beat the unconscious headmaster.

"So it's really okay?" An Ziyu felt relieved, "Ah Ning! Are you diligent in practicing at home?"

"No!" Zhou Ning said: "I used to practice diligently in the morning, but after I had a child, I couldn't practice anymore."

You are practicing, and your child suddenly starts crying. You are practicing, and your child suddenly wants to find your grandma... over and over again. You will only see ghosts if you don't go crazy.

"What about your cultivation level?"

"It's improved a bit."

"Eh!"

Everyone was puzzled.
To be continued...