Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Song Hongli got up and left, leaving the place to the Sect Leader for their aftermath.

Ning Yuqiu looked sideways and watched Song Hongli go away, although she was unwilling to be a prisoner, but it took so long...

There were not a few casualties among the disciples in Sect, and Ning Yuqiu and some demon remnants were imprisoned in the dungeon of Xuanlingzong.

After Ling Yiting dealt with these matters, the east was pale, and before he could catch his breath, he quickly went to the study.

It stands to reason that if such a big thing happened in Sect, the peak masters of the Twelve Peaks should all go to the study room to discuss.

It's just that this is strange, Ling Yiting only called Song Hongli, and Song Hongli and the two went to the study.

Ling Yiting and Song Hongli entered the study, cupped hands bowed, and shouted: "Sect Leader. 99

The Xuanlingzong Sect Leader nodded and asked, "How about the casualties of the disciples?"

"Several people were seriously injured, but only a few dozen people were lightly injured, but there were nearly a hundred people who died"!

Song Hongli said: "Most of the Devil Dao people who came this time were masters from the Gold Core period and the Foundation Establishment period. Only such casualties are considered good."

Ling Yiting said: "Junior Brother Song, I understand this, but the brothers don't know why Devil Dao did this. What are they doing?"

The Xuanlingzong Sect Leader and Song Hongli looked at each other, and the Xuanlingzong Sect Leader asked, "Yiting, have you checked the restrictions on Yuanfeng?"

Ling Yiting nodded and said, "Restrictions were closed for some reason, and the gatekeeper spirit beast fell into a deep sleep after eating Yimeng Dan.

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Whether this was a coincidence or not, the three of them knew it well, as Ling Yiting didn't ask the elders to discuss it.

Whether it was an attack on the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, or the Restrictions of the mountain gate were closed, and the gatekeeper spirit beast was sleeping, Devil Cultivator knew the location of the twelve peaks of Xuantian like the back of the hand.

All these things told these people that there are Devil Dao spies in Xuanlingzong.

In this regard, the three are not surprised, because Xuanlingzong has never been strict in accepting disciples, and the disciples selected by the sect are not bad, they will investigate their family background.

But there are also people like Song Qinglian, elders who go down the mountain to travel, regardless of family background, as long as they meet those who close their eyes, they will accept them as disciples.

If Devil Dao is determined, it is not impossible to place one or two pieces.

Among the righteous cultivators today, it is impossible to guarantee that there are not one or two Devil Dao eyeliners. Everyone is tacit, and those who are strong will take their plans, and those who are waiting for development will wait for the opportunity to eradicate them.

It's just that the Devil Dao eyeliner of Xuanlingzong now has certain rights to close Restrictions. It is either an elder or a fifth or sixth generation disciple.

After all, calling a Devil Cultivator into such a position in the Xuanling Sect would be impossible.

In the next few days, Xuan Lingzong returned to its former calm.

Because of the sudden attack of Devil Dao, the sword test meeting was not held.

However, this is not a big problem. The sword test conference was originally for the disciples in the sect to practice hands. Whether or not the sword test conference is held has no great impact on Xuanlingzong.

From the main peak back to Lingyun Peak.

Song Hongli is exhausted these days, and I don't know if Su Zhaoxue has been cultivating honestly in the past few days when he is away.

Song Hongli always felt that he should overcome his soft heart, so he deliberately took a few scriptures back, and picked some sour fruits for Su Zhaoxue, intending to let her eat the fruits to read the scriptures.

Unexpectedly, when they got to the room, Su Zhaoxue was still lying on the bed and didn't get up, and she removed all her clothes.

"Zhaoxue, why don't you wear clothes, I picked the fruit and put it in the yard. Now the sun is just right, you go out and read a few scriptures.""5

Song Hongli stood by the bed and found Su Zhaoxue's red dress and put it on the bedside.

He found that Su Zhaoxue was really weird today. If it was at this time of day, when noon was the best time for the sun, Su Zhaoxue would go to the yard to bask in the sun.

But today, he just stayed in the room and refused to get up.

Song Hongli ignored her, just said hurry up and left.

Seeing that Shizun ignored her, Su Zhaoxue pouted in dissatisfaction. She felt that Shizun was not only old-fashioned, but also deadly obtuse. Didn't she see that she was uncomfortable.

He actually made himself read those shabby scriptures, but thinking of the sour fruit in the yard, Su Zhaoxue couldn't help but feel greedy.

After thinking for a while, she had to stretch out her soft hands to put on her clothes, and walked out with her weak legs supported.

Her body is too soft now, and when it's sunny, it's like a sponge, and her whole body is full of weakness.

Su Zhaoxue didn't know how she got out, she just felt that she wanted to twist her body all the time, otherwise her waist was so sore that she wouldn't be able to walk.

She herself didn't notice her strangeness, but Song Hongli could see it clearly as a bystander.

He only saw Su Zhaoxue pushing the door and walking out, but his appearance and expression were very strange.

There was a blush on his fair face, and a silver thread lazily scattered on his shoulders. It was obviously like this on weekdays, but today he looked full of style.

Not only that, but even the expression on Su Zhaoxue's face was different.

On weekdays, Su Zhaoxue was either being rude or acting in order to eat.

But now, with a thin layer of sweat on her face, her thin eyebrows were wet, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were a little erratic, and the ends of her eyes were raised high, full of seduction.

Her red lips parted slightly, calling herself softly, her voice soft like a newborn flower, as if it could drip water with a touch, Song Hongli couldn't help trembling slightly when she heard it.

He felt that Su Zhaoxue was very strange today, not like her usual appearance at all, and the fragrance on her body was too strong.

It was so intense that as soon as Su Zhaoxue appeared in the courtyard, the whole courtyard was filled with the fragrance of her body.

Song Hongli hadn't noticed it before, but when he smelled it in the courtyard, he noticed something was wrong.

"""Master...Where is the scripture...

Su Zhaoxue said softly, she herself never noticed that her voice became extremely slow, and the ending was very long.

Seeing her twisting her slender waist, she walked towards him step by step, and then leaned on him.

Song Hongli felt that Su Zhaoxue, who had been honest for a few days, seemed to have a crooked mind again. He took a step back to distance himself, walked to a chair beside him, sat down, and put the scriptures in his arms on the table.

"Just these few books, you should read them all before you chanted in the morning. 99

"Um....."

Su Zhaoxue replied with a single word, but she hummed (Qian Zhao's) a thousand times over and over again, and it was extremely delicate.

Listening to the sound that seemed to be made by doing something improper, Song Hongli frowned slightly, intending to ignore Su Zhaoxue.

Unexpectedly, Su Zhaoxue was able to take an inch. Seeing her twisting her waist and walking over, holding the scriptures, and then turning around and sitting on top of her, Song Hongli's eyes sank.

"Zhaoxue, what are you doing, go down.

Song Hongli was about to push Su Zhaoxue, but the latter not only didn't listen, but also stretched out his arms and hugged him, his whole body nestled in his arms.

"Master, don't murder me, I'll just lie down for a while, just for a while.

Su Zhaoxue was obviously cheating again, but her tone was too soft, and it sounded like she was coquettish.

Looking at her flushed face and misty eyes, Song Hongli's face was not good, but he didn't refuse.

Su Zhaoxue held the scriptures and looked pretentiously, Song Hongli's very light breathing hit her on her body and neck every time, which made her feel extremely unbearable.