Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

On the other side, Song Qinglian looked at the master who was sleeping in the sun on the reclining chair.

Song Hongli is not only beautiful in the sunlight, but the clothes are also comfortable and elegant, and the shape is very beautiful.

Master not only has a good-looking face, but every part of his body is perfect for her to have.

Song Qinglian's throat moved, her body was hot, and her dark eyes seemed to be ignited by a spark.

Master is really good-looking, not only good-looking, but also very good to her.

Song Qinglian really wanted to let Shizun's appearance only be seen by himself, and only let Shizun treat him well.

Instead of treating others like she did.

Song Qinglian leaned over gently, her eyes only had the graceful and beautiful face of Song Hongli.

However, when Song Qinglian was about to touch Song Hongli's lips.

Suddenly, her mouth hurt and she fell backwards, her mouth was directly smashed.

On the other hand, Song Hongli was sleeping soundly, but when he fell asleep, he had an inexplicable nightmare.

I dreamed that I will be imprisoned by two beautiful women in the future, and I will be constantly asked by them, and I will not stop day and night.

This made Song Hongli so frightened that he immediately opened his eyes and looked up suddenly, realizing that he had hit something.

He looked at Song Qinglian who fell to the ground in surprise: "Tutor? Why are you here?"

Song Qinglian, who was sitting on the ground, was a little flustered, for fear that Song Hongli would notice what she wanted to do.

Apprentice to master, this is absolutely impossible for anyone to accept in Cultivation World.

Song Qinglian regretted why she didn't hold back just now, or why she was so addicted that she didn't realize that her master had woken up.

"Master..."

Song Qinglian quickly licked the blood from her lips, stood up from the ground, and looked at Song Hongli in awe, her eyes panicked.

"Hey, disciple, why is your mouth broken?"

After Song Qinglian licked off the blood from her lips, it quickly seeped out from inside, and Song Hongli leaned over in surprise.

Song Hongli didn't realize what Song Qinglian wanted to do to him just now, otherwise he would definitely be startled.

On the other side, a dark light flashed across Song Qinglian's drooping eyes, and she raised her head with a hint of grievance on her face.

"I just waited for Shizun for a long time, and found that Shizun was sleeping here. I haven't woken up yet. I had to look forward. I didn't expect Shizun to wake up suddenly and bumped into it."

Knowing that Song Hongli did not doubt herself, Song Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person no longer flinched, she raised her head and touched her lips at will.

But he didn't know that this time, not only did he not wipe off the blood on his lips, but he fainted.

This made Song Qinglian's already blushing lips feel like she was touching rouge, making her snow-white and beautiful face more charming and charming.

Song Hongli looked at the little apprentice in front of him, and not only sighed slightly in his heart.

As expected of the heroine.

When I was a child, I was so cute with ice and snow. I only grew up a little bit, and before it was fully opened, it was already beautiful for the first time.

When I grow up completely, I still don't know what kind of allure it will be.

And at this time, Song Qinglian, because of a little grievance, was looking at her wetly with her dark eyes, like a puppy that was just born.

However, he was quickly overwhelmed by embarrassment, and it was discovered that he was sleeping late instead of cultivation.

Cough cough, this is too detrimental to the image, how should he explain it?

"Cough, disciple, just now you saw the teacher lying on the reclining chair, did you just think that the teacher was simply sleeping?"

Song Hongli thought about it for a long time before explaining this.

"Is not it?"

Song Qinglian touched her head with her small hand, feeling a little confused.

"In fact, it is not. The teacher really uses the sky as the bed and the ground as the bed, and integrates into all things and becomes one, so that you can feel his pulse. In this way, it is easier to absorb Spirit Power and guide Spirit Power."

Song Qinglian could naturally hear what his master meant.

Simply put, sleeping outside helps cultivation. …

"Master, is what you said true?"

No one answered.

When Song Qinglian went to see Song Hongli, the morning sun was beautiful and fell on his face, making people even more holy.

On the other hand, Song Hongli didn't know how to continue.

Seeing that Song Qinglian seemed distracted and didn't pay attention to this topic, Song Hongli was also slightly relieved.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how to explain it.

When he came back to his senses, Song Hongli felt a little guilty when he saw Song Qinglian being knocked against her broken lips.

He coughed twice, and took out a silk cloth to help Song Qinglian wipe the blood from his lips.

"Okay, wipe your mouth, I'll give you some medicine, get better soon."

Before Song Qinglian could speak, she took out a bottle of medicine for trauma from the storage ring.

The medicines here are all high-quality medicines, and it would be too wasteful to apply such an injury to the lips.

But Song Hongli didn't care, as a peak master, he was not bad for money.

On the other half, Song Qinglian lowered her eyes and quietly watched Song Hongli point a little turquoise wound medicine with her fingertips in the jade box, and the slender fingers that lined it were even whiter.

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