Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

She thought that the other party would continue to say something, but she knew that after asking this sentence, there would be no more words, and there was a rustling inside for a while, and then it returned to tranquility.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Zhaoxue finally looked back.

Under the dim candlelight, Song Hongli was carefully transcribing what he was writing, and he didn't look at himself. What he said just now was just a random question.

The man's white clothes were like snow, his skin was crystal clear and flawless, and his black hair was like a waterfall.

Beneath the long feathered eyelashes, a pair of clear pupils flickered like an awakened glacier.

"Smelly Master.. 95

Su Zhaoxue murmured, then withdrew her gaze dejectedly, her expression darkened for two points, and pressed her head against the railing.

Song Hongli didn't hear Su Zhaoxue's thoughts and was transcribing tomorrow's lesson plan.

This week, Song Hongli went to the transfer power hall to teach.

Although he is lazy and is not very willing to teach, but only four or five times a year, Song Hongli still has to take it seriously.

The white-haired dumpling sat on the ground decadently, Song Hongli saw it at first, but didn't pay much attention to it.

He clearly knew that Su Zhaoxue still had a long way to go in the future, and there was a lot to learn.

After all, there is a long way to go, you have to take it step by step, frustration is inevitable, not to mention there is no big deal.

Therefore, in the next two days, no matter how angry Su Zhaoxue was, no matter how angry he was, or how he was deliberately dangling in front of 807, Song Hongli ignored it.

Su Zhaoxue was arrogant, she thought that she would hurry down when there were steps, but this person not only refused to give it, but also left herself to dry, and her heart suddenly felt unpleasant and bloated.

She didn't get close to Song Hongli for the time being, she just lay outside every day, and went to bed by herself when it was late at night, and no longer beside each other, but lived in a corner of the bed.

Sometimes he would run out and wander around, and would not come back until it was dark.

However, as if God had deliberately blocked her, this time when she went out, she heard the disciples talking about Song Qinglian again.

Especially when I went to the martial arts field, I heard those disciples say "Sister Song" on the left and "Sister Song" on the right.

Su Zhaoxue was simply irritable. When she heard that Luo Qingzhi was talking about Song Qinglian, she unhappily threw Luo Qingzhi's paw and jumped out of the other party's arms, no longer approaching Luo Qingzhi half step.

Luo Qingzhi was a little confused and puzzled.

What's wrong with Su Zhaoxue?

Living idle in Lingyun Peak was really boring. Having lived in a barren, extremely cold place for so many years, I had long been used to the dullness, but after coming to Xuanlingzong, I felt inexplicably lonely.

Su Zhaoxue was lying on top of the blue tiles of the Bamboo Courtyard in Lingyun Peak, bored, staring blankly at the misty mountains and valleys.

The white fog shrouded the high mountains, covering a large area of ​​the mountain scenery, and the distance was illusory.

The weirdness doesn't stop there.

Early the next morning, in Song Hongli's room.

Su Zhaoxue actually woke up earlier than Song Hongli for the first time. She lay upright on the bed for a quarter of an hour, then got up and lit the lamp, groping for a while before returning to the bed.

Song Hongli was disturbed by Su Zhaoxue, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the other party.

There are white and gray, and Song Hongli's clothes.

Su Zhaoxue couldn't tell which ones were her own. She was used to wearing Song Hongli's clothes before, and it was her first time wearing other clothes.

Seeing Su Zhaoxue put on his own clothes, Song Hongli's expression froze, and he quickly got up to stop it.

"Wrong dress, not this, now I'm going to wear the clothes I gave you before in Zong Nei."

Su Zhaoxue stopped her movements and looked down at the robe in her hand in confusion.

Su Zhaoxue's learning ability is very strong. Song Hongli taught her how to dress herself when she was in the extreme cold, and she quickly learned it.

After that, she could easily put on Song Hongli's clothes.

But Xuan Lingzong's robes are a bit complicated, she can't tell the difference between the middle and outer clothes, and it's done when she wears it on her body.

So the robe hangs loosely on the arms and does not close, revealing smooth and delicate shoulders and half a soft waist.

Song Hongli looked away uncomfortably, and said helplessly: "Hey, disciple, it's not like this, you have to put on your coat first, don't move around, I'll teach you.

(cffc) Su Zhaoxue didn't listen, and if he moved further here, he almost stopped him.

Moreover, when she moved, her clothes would fall at any time, Song Hongli turned her face away suddenly, and immediately put a piece of clothing on her to cover her, and taught her while wearing it.

Su Zhaoxue nodded straightly, and from time to time rubbed against her, but she was very honest at the moment.

Originally, he was reluctant to wear clothes if he wanted to live or die, but he was so unwilling to own his tail, but now he took the initiative to transform himself, something must have happened.

Song Hongli wanted to ask, but he didn't ask, and combed her hair after finishing cleaning up.

But I didn't make it too delicate, I casually pulled a bun and inserted a simple white jade hairpin.

This is the first time Su Zhaoxue has dressed up in the same way after her transformation.

She was very curious about the white jade hairpin on her head, she tilted her head in front of the bronze mirror, took a few glances, and then asked suspiciously.

"Is this what Shizun gave to Zhaoxue?

The white jade hairpin was used by Song Hongli in the early years. It was not a treasure to be treasured. He gave it now if he needed it. He didn't care much and replied.

"Well, keep it if you like it."

Even if Su Zhaoxue doesn't understand the world of people, Su Zhaoxue knows that this is a gift.

Only people with a good relationship will give things to each other. She looked into the bronze mirror for a while without blinking, and said indifferently: "I like it."

After saying that, she raised her hand and carefully touched the hairpin, Bai Yu was slightly cold, making her fingertips tremble involuntarily at the moment she touched it.

She looked at the person with picturesque brows in the mirror, and said softly again: "Thank you, Master, Zhaoxue likes it very much."

Having lived in extremely cold places for a long time, Su Zhaoxue has been alone for many years.

"Where do you want to go?

Song Hongli asked.

Su Zhaoxue turned around, hesitated, and shook her head.

"stay home.

If you don't go out, do you have to clean up? Song Hongli was startled, and then she thought that she was always doing things like this, and she still understood, and said.

"You can go outside for a walk, and take a look around the Jingzhu Peak and the Martial Arts Arena in the north of Shuiyun Elder, there are many people in those places.

Su Zhaoxue just hummed, not caring at all.

She really didn't go out, she spent the rest of the time in Ling Yunfeng, sometimes sleeping in the room, and sometimes wandering around.

Every day at dusk, I lean on the top of the building and overlook the mountains.

Song Hongli has recently been going to the transfer power hall to teach, teaching the history of scriptures or teaching Cultivation Technique to disciples.

When I came back at sunset, I could see her at a glance. I was quite puzzled by these actions, so I asked: "What are you going to see on the roof?"

Su Zhaoxue prevaricates: "It's nothing.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and didn't look at anyone.

It really makes Song Hongli strange.