Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

His movements were very light, as if he was dealing with some rare treasure.

His eyes are also very serious, staring at her without blinking, as if she is the only one in the whole world.

A blue silk was slightly messy draped over his shoulders.

Occasionally, due to the fact that he had just woken up, one or two strands of it were lifted up, making Song Hongli's graceful and handsome face more hazy and beautiful.

Song Qinglian's eyes flashed a little, but she felt as if something was grabbing her heart.

The clear scent of tea on Shizun's body also drifted along the breeze, making her feel a little dazed.

On the other side, Song Hongli was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then said firmly, "Anything on your mind?"

Song Qinglian lowered her head, tugging at the corner of her own clothes, and was silent for a moment, then said weakly, "Master, isn't my disciple very useless."

Song Hongli paused, then turned his head to look at Song Qinglian, "Why do you say that?"

"It took me over three years to get into the Foundation Establishment Realm......"

Song Qinglian thought of the other members of the Xuanling Sect, and felt more and more useless.

In Xuanlingzong, it only takes about a year for some talented disciples to be promoted from Qi Refining Realm to Foundation Establishment Realm.

Even the stinky woman Luo Qingzhi only spent a year and a half.

Such a powerful person as Master, such a good person, his disciples should also be extremely powerful.

Although she is very confident and the master loves her very much, she is still afraid in her heart, afraid that this person will dislike her.

Song Qinglian never thought that one person would completely become his own after only a few months.

No matter if she was trying to survive or for that person to have a warmth she had never experienced before, she was reluctant to go back to the darkness.

Once exposed to light, the cold and darkness are especially terrifying.

Before Song Qinglian finished speaking, Song Hongli's body trembled uncontrollably and smiled slightly.

Song Hongli's light laughter was very pleasant, I saw him say.

"I think you are in trouble."

Song Hongli stopped helping Xiao Qinglian to apply the ointment, and continued: "You have done a good job in cultivation, why do you want to belittle yourself like this?"

Song Qinglian half-supported her body and said anxiously, "But the Master joined the Foundation Establishment Realm in less than half a year. The disciple took so much effort from the Master, but it still took such a long time."

"Um".

Song Hongli looked up at the sky with his head up, and murmured, "It's right that it's like this."

In fact, he joined the Foundation Establishment Realm after only three months...

Song Hongli asked, "Does Qinglian cultivation want to get Immortal Ascension, or is it for glory and wealth, or is it for fame?"

Song Qinglian stared blankly at the Master, not knowing how to answer.

She started cultivating immortals just to have food and clothing.

Over the years, she has learned a lot, and her thoughts should be a little different. She feels that the Master knows this and asks her this way.

But how can she say it, she just wants to stay by the Master's side, she will worry that she is too stupid, and she will think about cultivation, but she is just afraid that the Master will dislike her.

Song Qinglian was so anxious that she forgot that when Song Hongli accepted her apprenticeship, she already knew her qualifications.

Seeing that Song Qinglian didn't answer, Song Hongli continued: "I was a master cultivating immortals back then, and I don't know why. I just know that it was taught by my own master, so be careful."

"I later learned that in this world, The Weak are Prey to the Strong, if you want to live a stable life, you must have the capital to protect yourself...".

He has been very talented since he was born, and he entered the Xuanling Sect at the age of seven, and his brothers and sisters also dote on him very much.

Song Hongli doesn't have to do anything, just use cultivation, he only cares about cultivation, only cares about causing trouble, and only cares about being happy. He has never been bothered by his own Cultivation Base.

"As a teacher, I don't want to be famous, and I don't want my disciples to reach the world. As long as I live happily, cultivation is a matter of fate."

Song Qing Lian shouted abruptly, "Teacher..."

Song Qinglian looked into Song Hongli's eyes, and suddenly had courage, she said, "My disciple wants to be stronger, and I don't want to be bullied by others like when I was a child...".

I also don't want to make the Master ridiculed because of my own weakness. …

On the other side, Song Hongli laughed loudly after hearing his disciple's words: "Really, who can bully you...".

Song Hongli stretched out his hand and ravaged Song Qinglian's head.

"A Cultivation Base like Master can protect you for the rest of your life."

Song Qinglian put her hands on her thighs, lowered her head, her lips were tight, and her beautiful eyes were struggling to keep the tears from falling.

Having been alone for too long, Song Qinglian thought that her heart was as cold as ice, and she would not be moved by a little gesture from an outsider.

I don't know if the person is too small after all, or Song Hongli is too powerful, every word Song Hongli says can just poke into her heart.

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