She could only stare blankly at the person with a gentle smile on his face, unable to react.
Song Hongli said," Since I've accepted you as my disciple, I'll naturally take Master's surname, Song. As for my first name, let's call it Qinglian. Song Qinglian."”
Immediately after, Song Hongli waved his hand, and the ancient spirit sword that he had stepped on earlier appeared in his hand.
"Peak Master Song, wait!" The fat Daoist hurriedly shouted.
But how could this stop Song Hongli?
Song Hongli's sword was pressed against the Giant Spirit Stone. He turned his wrist, and a golden light flashed.
Song Qinglian's name was carved below Song Hongli's name. The strokes were vigorous and vigorous, completely different from the gentle feeling it gave off before.
"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first. There's no need to visit me regarding my disciple recruitment. Tell those old men not to disturb me.”
As he spoke, Song Hongli carried Song Qinglian and walked towards Lingyun Peak without looking back.
The name of the giant spirit stone had already been branded, and the master and disciple status had also been established.
No matter how much he tried to persuade him, he could not change the outcome.
The fat Daoist was also very helpless against Song Hongli's actions. However, he had no other choice and could only cup his hands." Your orders…"
Then, they watched helplessly as Song Hong walked away from them.
On the other side, seeing Song Hongli and the others walk away, those young men who were apprenticed to him were somewhat unhappy.
Why was it that he could not enter the sect after going through so much trouble, but a little beggar could easily enter the sect?
Could it be that they were worse than this little beggar?
Those who were dissatisfied with this matter began to discuss it at once.
"Shut up!" The fat Daoist used his spiritual power to shout.
Seeing that everyone was silent, the fat Daoist continued.
"Do you know who you just saw? Peak Master Song was the youngest Golden Core in Xuanling Sect. How could mortals like you casually discuss him?!”
Hearing the fat Daoist's words, they did not dare to speak anymore. They could only line up quietly and wait for the test.
At this time, Song Hongli had already brought Song Qinglian back to his dormitory at Ling Yun Peak.
This was a small bamboo forest courtyard with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by immortal mist.
In front of the small courtyard was a clear pond and a waterfall. It was surrounded by green trees and was quiet and pleasant.
"This will be your residence in the future.“
Song Hongli hugged the female lead in his arms and lowered his head.
Naturally, the female protagonist did not understand. She only looked at the scene in front of her with longing in her eyes. Her dark eyes were filled with crystal tears.
On the other side, looking at the female lead's wet eyes, Song Hongli's heart instantly melted.
He couldn't help but pinch her face.
A child's skin had always been soft and supple. Even if the female lead had been through the wind and rain and lived a rough life, her skin was naturally good.
No matter how she treated him, she would not change. This was another golden finger given by the author.
Song Hongli was immersed in the feeling of pinching his face and didn't want to let go for a while. Song Qinglian tilted her head and endured the pain on her face without saying a word, allowing him to pinch her face.
When Song Hongli came back to his senses, he saw that he had pinched the female lead's face until it was red. He immediately felt guilty and guilty.
She rubbed her palms gently, then turned around and took out a bottle of medicine from her storage ring to wipe the bruises on Song Qinglian's body.
This medicine was one of the more expensive external medicine in the cultivation world. Even if one was seriously injured, it would heal in less than fifteen minutes.
Not to mention the bruises on Song Qinglian's body, which had healed in just a short while.
After applying the medicine, Song Hongli suddenly remembered something and looked at Song Qinglian's tattered clothes.
"I forgot that there are no clothes for you here. It's already late today. You can rest in your room for a day. I'll go to the sect to get you some clothes and settle your matters at the same time.”
Song Hongli entered the room, pulled the blanket off the bed, and covered Song Qinglian.
The other party's small hand was pinching the edge of the blanket. Half of her face was buried in the blanket, revealing only a pair of dark eyes and her forehead. She blinked lightly.
Although she didn't know what it meant, she still nodded obediently.
Song Hongli wanted to ravage this cute little ball again, but he held back in the end.
Song Qinglian was lying on the soft bed and blanket. When she saw the door close, she immediately got up from the bed.
She carefully touched the blanket on her body and the blanket under her body, then looked around the room. Then, she wrapped herself in the blanket and walked around the room.
He touched this and that, feeling curious and surprised.
After a while, Song Qinglian was tired, so she wrapped herself in the blanket and went to bed.
She was so sleepy that she could fall asleep with her eyes closed, but when she thought of that person, she could not fall asleep no matter what.
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