Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Song Qinglian was also a little annoyed in her heart. She had just been swayed by Li Ange's emotions and almost lost control.

She knew that this fat Daoist was not very satisfied with her all the time.

She strictly abides by the rules and doesn't fight with others, but she doesn't want to cause trouble to Song Hongli, nor does she want Fat Daoist to have any reason to bring up the matter of accepting apprentices back then.

It's just that, after all, she is not strong enough.

The precepts building is thirty-three feet high, and it is the highest pavilion in Xuanlingzong.

There are countless books in the collection. The three of them entered the precepts building, surrounded by bookshelves. The faint sandalwood incense entered the nose, and the mind of the able-bodied was quite calm.

Ye Peiyu was in front, Song Qinglian and Li Ange were in the back, Fat Daoist stood on the high platform and looked at them.

Fat Daoist's eyes fell on Li Ange and Song Qinglian, making people breathless, he said in a low voice: "You two are fighting privately in front of the main peak...

Li Ange took the lead and knelt down and said, "This disciple knows he's wrong.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this, it was her fault.

Being narrow-minded, breaking the rules, despising teachers, and hurting each other, this matter can be big or small.

However, what happened at that time, no one saw.

She also decided in her heart that Song Qinglian should not be spoiled by Song Hongli, and she had no scruples, so she had the idea of ​​​​strike first.

"Oh! Tell me about the situation that made you all want to kill!" 807

Ye Peiyu looked at her two disciples in embarrassment when she heard the words, and wanted to be partial and said, "This..."

Before Ye Peiyu finished speaking, she saw Li Ange kneeling on the ground, her forehead was about to touch the ground, her throat slipped and she said.

"Today....Today, Teacher Ye delivered medicine to Master Qing Lian, just as the disciples saw a bottle of Concentrating Spirit Pill and a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill.

"And many of the disciples and brothers have reached the threshold of the Foundation Establishment middle stage, and the Fairy Dao Conference is approaching. If there is a gathering spirit pill, their cultivation will definitely be as divine help.

"But it's hard to find the Spirit Stones Medicine Pill in the door, so when the disciple saw Uncle Qing Lian's Spirit Gathering Pill, he started thinking about it, and wanted to use the Spirit Stones Medicine Pill I've accumulated on weekdays to find Master Uncle for a few pills."

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"Probably because my uncle didn't get close to our group of disciples since he was a child, and my things couldn't get into Uncle Master's eyes. Uncle Master didn't want to. I was pulling with Uncle Master and accidentally dropped Uncle Master's bracelet."

"Therefore, because of this... it annoyed Master Qing Lian, the master's Cultivation Base was profound, and the disciple was a little overwhelmed. If he didn't rub it for a while, he was forced into a demon...".

"Disciple... Disciple is guilty, disciple is not mentally strong, shouldn't try to do things of uncle, and shouldn't think about using this shortcut to get the Spirit Gathering Pill, nor should you want to kill and ask the law enforcement elder to punish."

After Li Ange finished speaking, he still leaned down low, and the two were speechless for a long time.

Fat Daoist looked at Song Qinglian with his hands behind his back.

When Song Hongli brought Song Qinglian to the entrance, he was the one who tested Song Qinglian's qualifications.

After seeing the test results, he strongly disagreed with Song Hongli accepting Song Qinglian as his disciple, but Song Hongli had to accept him, and he had no choice.

He hadn't seen Song Qinglian a few times over the years.

Looking at it now, Song Qinglian has completely lost the shadow of the little beggar, but he is somewhat similar to Song Hongli in his gestures.

On the other side, Song Qinglian listened to Li Ange's words and stood there, frowning inevitably.

What Li Ange said was right, and what he said was wrong, but he omitted some, which sounded completely different.

Fat Daoist said: "Song Qinglian, what do you have to say?

Song Qinglian looked up at her, looked directly at Fat Daoist without any fear, and said, "There is nothing to say, the disciple just takes back his own things."

Fat Daoist snorted coldly, and said, "This is not the reason why you hurt your classmate!

Li Ange squeezed a few tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the fat Daoist tearfully: "Elder, look at her! She is so arrogant, why do you keep her in Xuanlingzong?"

Fat Daoist looked at Song Qinglian and slowly asked: "Well... Song Qinglian, let me ask you, if you were given another chance, would you still do this?"

Song Qinglian saw that several people were making things difficult for her, she wanted to cry very much, she couldn't think of it, but she couldn't cry because she couldn't give Master Losing face.

Song Qinglian was holding a mouthful of blood in her heart, she just gritted her teeth bitterly, and her teeth were about to be crushed (cffc).

She turned her eyes to Li Ange again, and slowly spit out a few words: "If I do it again, I will definitely not only beat her like this."

"Bold! Do you think that as a disciple of your uncle, you can not abide by the gate rules and not be punished!" Fat Daoist said angrily after hearing this.

Song Qinglian took a deep breath, held back her tears, and said word by word, "You have to think so, Qinglian has nothing to say."5

Fat Daoist was silent for a moment, then said: "Song Qinglian, you really disappointed me. If Song Fengzhu sees him, he will definitely be disappointed."

He sighed and turned his eyes to a point of nothingness outside the main hall: "Go to the punishment room and get twenty sticks. In ten days, you won't be taking classes at the main peak."

"Who is going to punish the disciples of this deity?

The clear voice drifted in the building, Song Qinglian's eyes trembled, almost the first moment he heard the voice, he turned back to find the figure of that person.

Song Hongli appeared out of nowhere, volleyed into the air with his hands behind his back, slowly falling, his toes touched the ground, his flying robes gradually fell, and he was holding a snow-white fox in his hands.

He walked slowly towards the crowd, his thin lips lightly opened, and he asked, "Who wants to punish the disciples of this deity?"

Song Qinglian looked at the approaching person, her pupils gradually contracted, and her red lips trembled slightly.

She has changed a lot since she was sent to the main peak, but her Master is still the same.

The white clothes are like snow, free and easy, and the gestures are full of romantic charm.

She misses him very much.

She had thought about crushing the bracelet that Song Hongli gave her, so that she would be able to see the Master right away, but she couldn't.

Even if she misses, how is she willing to cause trouble to that person.

Now that she has really seen someone, she still wonders if this is a dream, and she can't help but whisper, "Master."

Song Hongli walked in front of Song Qinglian, his expression flashed a little unnatural, but he quickly disappeared, revealing the gentle smile Song Qinglian remembered.

He reached out and touched Song Qinglian's head, sighing in his heart.

Just a few months later, this Song Qinglian has grown so much, it must be puberty.

Song Hongli's outstretched hand landed on Song Qinglian's face.

"You've grown so big, and your head is so tall, I'm afraid Master won't be able to hold you anymore"

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Song Hongli shook his head regretfully, but soon, it turned into a look of relief.

He held Song Qinglian's face in one hand, rubbed his thumb lightly on Song Qinglian's face, and sighed, "Qinglian has grown a lot, and she is so beautiful now."

Song Hongli's eyes are soft, still like the warm sun in March, which warms people's hearts. Song Qinglian may take pity and sympathy for other people's words.

But from what Song Hongli said, Song Qinglian felt that the Master really thought this way, and the calm and peaceful beauty gradually rose to a blush now.