Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

The rest of the people saw that Song Fengzhu's face was slightly gloomy, and he was sitting neatly, and they no longer dared to look around, and they all listened carefully.

Most of the twelve peak masters of Xuantian Twelve Peaks have their own weirdness, but they are not very strict.

This alone, Song Hongli, seems to be the most peaceful, but he is not relentless in punishing people. At the end of each class, there are always two or three unfortunate people who have to be punished.

The disciple who was whispering in the hall was eventually given a lesson, and Song Hongli scolded "dead wood is hard to carve" because he failed to form a barrier.

His face was flushed, and he was so embarrassed that he was almost ashamed.

Su Zhaoxue sat on the window and didn't move, Song Hongli was present, and the disciples didn't dare to surround them, so they left in a sparse manner, leaving only one person and one fox in the hall.

Song Hongli went out first, and Su Zhaoxue followed warmly.

In the evening, Xuan Lingzong was full of people, and groups of three or five were preparing to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Song Hongli walked towards Lingyun Peak, and when he was about to reach Lingyun Peak, the talents gradually diminished.

He slowed down and looked strangely at Su Zhaoxue who was following behind him.

As usual, Su Zhaoxue should have started tossing when she saw herself.

But for some reason, today Su Zhaoxue seems to have no energy.

"What's wrong with this fox? Is it sick, but it doesn't look like it?"

Song Hongli was lost in thought.

What he didn't know was that it was just a few days ago.

At that time, Su Zhaoxue was running around in Xuanlingzong, and the disciples of Xuanlingzong were very lively. Suddenly, a white-haired fox came, and many people came to see the strangeness, all thinking that she was Song Hongli's spiritual pet.

Everyone is afraid of the strict Song Hongli, but not Su Zhaoxue.

Many disciples came to tease her with food, and after going back and forth, Su Zhaoxue got along quite harmoniously with this group of people.

The days of being surrounded by stars and holding the moon are as peaceful as immortals, eating and drinking, sleeping when you are tired, jumping around when you are bored, and everything is safe and sound.

In just a few days, with these disciples, Su Zhaoxue also learned a lot and learned a lot about the world outside the extreme cold.

When the disciples were free to chat, she would lie on the side and listen.

But just yesterday, Luo Qingzhi was chatting with some other disciples.

Su Zhaoxue didn't care about this at all, and lay lazily in the sun on Luo Qingzhi's shoulders, but when she heard them mention Song Hongli inadvertently, and Song Qinglian of Lao Shizi, she was instantly drowsy.

Who is Song Qinglian?

The fifteenth generation disciple of Xuanlingzong, the first disciple of Song Hongli.

She is currently practicing at the main peak, and she will return to Lingyun Peak after attending the Immortal Dao Conference in a few months.

She was stunned for a moment, then slowly froze for a while.

No matter how stupid Su Zhaoxue is, after these days, she also understands the meaning of master and apprentice. It is a very intimate and complex relationship. Love is like oneself, careful teaching, and giving without expecting anything in return.

Although Song Hongli said that she was his apprentice, she always felt that Song Hongli had never regarded herself as an apprentice.

Su Zhaoxue had seen how Mu Yanwan treated Mu Xi.

He also heard Mu Xi sigh that Mu Yanwan is good, and regards Mu Yanwan as the most amiable and respectable person in her life, often saying that no one in this world is more important than a master.

Knowing Song Qinglian's existence for the first time, she didn't know how to react. Song Hongli's indulgences in the past seemed to have become insignificant, and she felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness in her heart, something was missing.

"The last time Song Qinglian came to the main peak for class, I saw Song Hongli came to see her off. Although it was only one day, he left safely after the class was over." "" One disciple said.

Song Hongli seems to be strict and impersonal, but he is really good to Song Qinglian, which means that he is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Talking about this, the disciples of Xuanlingzong talked about a lot of things like this.

Some people envied Song Qinglian and sighed that Song Qinglian was worthy of being a disciple of Song Peak Master.

As soon as she heard this, Su Zhaoxue felt extremely uncomfortable, she jumped to the ground and lay down, motionless, not even flicking her tail.

And Song Hongli naturally didn't know what was going on.

I think it must be that Su Zhaoxue took the wrong medicine in the past two days, and it will be fine in a few days, so she didn't care much, and went back to her own room to rest.

After all, he taught the disciples of the transfer power hall all day today, and he was really exhausted.

On the other hand, Song Hongli's indifferent attitude to her made Su Zhaoxue who was following behind pause.

After being stunned for a long time, she finally came back to her senses, her claws seemed to stick to the ground, but they weighed like a thousand jins when she tried to move them.

The dark room was full of silence, with the sound of needles falling.

It wasn't until she felt a little cold that Su Zhaoxue slowly crawled onto the bed, and Song Hongli had already fallen asleep.

She cuddled on the edge of the pillow for a while, but finally couldn't help but want to get closer, deliberately rubbing against each other's neck, with a lot of strength.

But this man was as motionless as a mountain, and his eyelids did not tremble.

After rubbing again, it was still the same. There was no reason to feel lost in her heart. Su Zhaoxue whimpered in a low voice, and finally got into the quilt silently, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

When he woke up the next day, there was no one on the bed, and Song Hongli went out just after dawn.

In fact, Song Hongli also wanted to sleep late, but this week, he was teaching, and he would go to the transfer power hall at 3:00 a.m. to give the disciples a morning class.

Su Zhaoxue didn't know where Daoist went, so she got up in a daze, and before she got out of bed, a disciple came in with breakfast, which Song Hongli asked to send.

She had a poor appetite, hung herself on the table in a sullen mood, and didn't eat anything for a long time in a trance.

I let my mind go for a while and then took two bites. After eating, I continued to fall into contemplation and confusion, dumbfounded.

The head of this fox is so big. When he first entered the world, he didn't understand anything, he couldn't think about it, and when he encountered a problem, he would fall into it.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't know what she was feeling, and she had been lethargic.

She was like an eggplant beaten by frost for a day at Lingyun Peak.

Even Song Hongli didn't have much response when he came back from the lecture.

Song Hongli finally realized her abnormality and asked casually.

In the past, Su Zhaoxue would stick to him, and insist on digging into this man's arms, but now he has stopped.

Perhaps it is because he feels that this concern is too superficial, and he has never touched the bottom, so he is no longer willing to accept it.

Demonic Beasts are different from people (Qian Zhao), they are generally more sensitive, especially those with hair. Su Zhaoxue is arrogant and arrogant and has a good temper. She doesn't know what she cares about.

In short, I was not very happy, my head twisted, and I continued to look at the scenery and ignored the bet.

Song Hongli has never raised Demonic Beasts, so he doesn't understand these twists and turns, and he doesn't know that Su Zhaoxue is angry because he has another apprentice.

Remembering that Su Zhaoxue usually jumped up and down, she thought this was the first time she came to the Xuanling Sect.

These days, apart from being with Luo Qingzhi, no one else plays with her, she is too lonely, so she doesn't pay much attention.

"""Have you had dinner? 99

Song Hongli asked softly, and while laying the bamboo slips he brought back on the table, he glanced at the white-haired dumplings from the corner of his eye.

Su Zhaoxue didn't say a word, maybe her arms were sore after hanging for a long time, so she sat on the cold wooden floor with her back to the room.

She deliberately kept silent and listened to the movement in the room with pointed ears, but when Song Hongli asked this, she couldn't help but move her tail.