Fantasy: I Mistaken the Hero and Villain at the Beginning
8 It’s really a headache everywhere

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On the other side, Song Hongli slowly recovered after a while.

The thought of being played by a junior sister who was a year younger than him and only at the sixth level of the foundation establishment realm...

Song Hongli simply wanted to dig a hole and fill it with himself.

This was too embarrassing!

How was he going to put his reputation as the peak master of Xuanling Sect's Lingyun Peak aside? How was he going to let Song Hongli be a role model for the younger generation in the future?

"Sigh, you really give me a headache everywhere.”

Song Hongli rubbed Luo Qingzhi's head helplessly and sighed.

This Junior Sister knew his character very well. She had also apologized to him. No matter how angry he was, he could not flare up. Song Hongli could only treat this matter as a matter of the past.

Looking at the weather outside the cave, the rain gradually stopped. It was time to set off.

..........

Ruolin City.

Because it had just rained in Ruolin City, the pattering of the rain made the green stone slabs on the official road even smoother.

It was already winter, and now that it was raining, the cold air seeped out.

It was the first month of winter, and the sky was dark. The white clouds were dyed lead gray.

It was snowing heavily, and the entire city was decorated into a world of ice and snow. The thin sunlight shone on the white and thick snow, reflecting golden light.

Looking from afar, the entire Ruolin City was as beautiful as a painting.

On the streets, the thick ice and snow made it very difficult for pedestrians to walk. The small vendors on both sides kept rubbing their wares and peddling. As soon as they opened their mouths, white smoke would come out.

Even though it was a world of ice and snow, the city was still exceptionally lively.

Although there weren't many people coming and going, there were still quite a few. People were wearing warm and thick clothes and holding umbrellas.

However, at this moment, the hawking suddenly stopped. Countless people stared at the person who walked over from not far away as if someone had pressed the pause button.

The person in the lead was dressed in pure white clothes. He did not feel cold at all in this world of ice and snow. However, this was not the key. Everyone was looking at his face.

He was dressed in a white robe that was whiter than snow. Under his eyebrows, which were neither thick nor light, his eyes were like the gurgling spring water, as gentle as the spring breeze.

His nose was as straight as a distant mountain, his lips were thin and pale, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, making him look even more unrestrained.

The man was holding an oil-paper umbrella with his hands behind his back as he walked leisurely. His jet-black hair fluttered gently in the wind.

The other was a beautiful woman in a snow-white robe. She was elegant and had a light aura.

The two of them walked side by side, as if they had walked out of a painting.

It wasn't that they, the peddlers, hadn't seen other good-looking people.

However, apart from their looks, the two people in front of him also had a temperament that made them not look like mortals.

They were even more noble and elegant than the snow lotuses in the sky. Not to mention looking at them from afar, there were many times when they did not even dare to look at them. They only felt that they would be tainted.

Just as everyone was staring blankly at the two of them, they suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps and chasing sounds from the other side of the street.

"Stop!"

Everyone was startled awake by this rough command. After realizing that they were staring blankly at someone, they all felt very embarrassed.

On the other side, Song Hongli did not care about the looks of outsiders. He and Luo Qingzhi planned to go straight to the City Lord's Mansion to find out what was going on.

Hearing this, Song Hongli's attention was also attracted. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something and his movements paused.

The sound of chasing footsteps quickly appeared in Song Hongli's line of sight. On the wide street, he saw a burly man chasing a weak young girl from afar.

The little girl who was being chased was only wearing a very thin cloth in this cold weather. Her clothes were tattered, and her arms, hem, and pants were all torn.

It looked comparable to a short coat.

In such cold weather, the little girl was dressed so thinly. Whether it was her arms, calves, or even her feet that were wearing straw sandals, they were all frozen black and blue.

Other than that, he could also see the marks on her exposed skin from time to time.

The two of them almost fell down from time to time due to the slippery ground, but they quickly stabilized their bodies and continued to charge forward.

Especially the little girl in front. She could already tell that she had no strength, but she still gritted her teeth and charged forward.

However, she was really unlucky. Her legs were short and she could not run as fast as the man behind her. She even accidentally slipped and fell to the ground.

When she struggled to stand up from the ice, the burly man behind her had already caught up and kicked her.

The little girl, who had just stood up, fell back to the ground.

"Sigh, that little beggar is here to steal again. Such a young child is really guilty…"

Seeing this scene, one person pointed and said. Then, another person interrupted.

"Then you're still a beggar? I heard that this guy was raised by wild beasts in the mountains. He doesn't speak human language and doesn't do human things. In winter, when he can't find food in the mountains, he comes to our town to steal things.”

"From the looks of it, he's only a little kid of six or seven years old. Tsk tsk, look at that dirty thing! Old Zhang slapped her!"

There was a hint of excitement in the voice of the commoners.

On the other side, Boss Zhang, who had two steamed buns stolen, did not spare any effort to insult the child beggar who was curled up on the ground and trembling. Once he got into the mood, he began to beat him up.

Ignoring the fact that the other party's thin body was like a six or seven-year-old child, the crowd of onlookers became louder, mostly cheering.

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