"Hi girl, I'm your roommate, Xu Luo. What's your name?"

Bai Bingyao looked up sharply, and a boy about ten years old stood in front of her, smiling at her.

There is a twin mark between the boy's eyebrows, and at a young age, his facial features are already very handsome. The evil Danfeng's eyes were full of smiles, and he couldn't help but think of the word "demon". The boy was dressed in a delicate little dress, and at first glance he knew that he was the son of a nobleman. Obviously about the same age as her, he is half a head taller than her.

He is magnificent, but he is also very arrogant.

Bai Bingyao has always hated these boys in the aristocracy who have no one in their eyes, relying on the power of their own family to do nonsense. She thought to herself, how could Teacher Lan arrange such a roommate for herself. Then, she lowered her head and silently continued to read.

"Bai Bingyao. She replied coldly.

Suddenly, Xu Luo snatched the book in front of her, glanced at it a few times, and found that the book was only some words that she didn't know, so she was irritable, and threw the book behind her, not knowing where it was.

"You ······" Bai Bingyao stood up suddenly, her fists clenched, her pretty face full of anger.

"Do you want to fight, then come!" Xu Luo said, and put on a fighting posture, bowing slightly at her as if provocatively.

The girl in front of her looked like she should be a few months younger than him, but I don't know how good-looking her parents were, so she gave birth to such a city. In those eyes, there are clear ice pupils, and between the eye waves, there seems to be a kind of magic that seduces people's souls. It should be a noble girl, he thought to himself, it seems that it is a very face-saving thing to let her enter the Xu family. looks like such a beautiful beauty, and the force value is not high.

Bai Bingyao was furious all of a sudden. She looked at Xu Luo's provocative appearance coldly, and she didn't plan to do anything with this stinky little boy at all. She gently took off the glove on her left hand, revealing the magic pattern on the back of her hand, placed it in front of her left eye, and then slashed it from the air, and spat out two words coldly: "Judgment!"

An extremely cold beam of blue energy appeared out of thin air and hit Xu Luo, who was caught off guard. Xu Luo only felt that he had come to the North Pole, frozen in place by the beam, and his hands and feet were white.

Bai Bingyao put on her gloves again, picked up the book, and continued to read. I don't know how long it took, the sun was setting in the west, and the evening bell for dinner rang. Bai Bingyao was just about to walk out of the bedroom door, as if she remembered something, she pointed at Xu Luo and broke the ice. Then, she walked unhurriedly to the dining room and disappeared through the door.

Xu Luo was still alone. As the world's highest-ranking nobleman, the fifth young master of the Xu family, and the most talented spirit pattern master of the Xu family's generation, he has always grown up in the praise of everyone, and he has always been proud and conceited. At the age of ten, his spiritual power was deeper than that of the second young master who did not learn and did not know how to do it, but he was suffering from the fact that he had not reached the age of obtaining the qualification of a first-order spirit pattern master, so he could not become a first-order spirit pattern master and use magic patterns.

But this girl, who is younger than him, can.

What she used was still the rarest talent magic pattern that had not been produced by the Xu family for a hundred years. It seems that the magic pattern on the back of her right hand should be even more powerful.

Xu Luo's small hand clenched into a fist.

I swear that one day, I will defeat her!

In the evening, Xu Luo went out with a few aristocratic friends and walked back to the dormitory alone. When passing by the music classroom, he unexpectedly heard the murmuring sound of the piano, and following the sound, he saw Bai Bingyao.

She plays the piano like a flowing piano. She sat in front of the pure white piano, her eyes slightly closed, her long ice-blue hair hanging down her side like a waterfall, as beautiful as a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Xu Luo, who has always hated pure music, hid by the window and listened to it for a long time, and gradually became fascinated, letting his mind fluctuate with the flow of music.

At the end of the song, Bai Bingyao felt a strange breath, glanced out the window, and saw Xu Luo hiding by the window and eavesdropping.

"If it's a gentleman, come in by yourself. Bai Bingyao closed her eyes slightly again, and her hands began to jump on the piano keys.

Xu Luo was very embarrassed when he saw that he was overheard, he straightened his clothes and walked in with very standard aristocratic etiquette, full of momentum.

"Bai Bingyao, it turns out that you play the piano so well. Xu Luo sighed softly. He stared at the girl's side face, and couldn't help but complain loudly in his heart that the creation of Luoshen was unfair, how could he give this girl all the beauty in the world?

Bai Bingyao didn't answer, and played the piano by herself.

It was as if Xu Luo's words dissipated into the air. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, but Bai Bingyao didn't notice it at all.

"Bai Bingyao, you are very beautiful. Xu Luo did his best to alleviate the awkward atmosphere.

“······”

"Bai Bingyao, why is your long hair ice blue? Are you the child of a mysterious nobleman?"

“······”

"Bai Bingyao, I can also play the piano. ”

The hand jumping on the black and white keys froze.

She tilted her head slightly, and saw Xu Luo's bright eyes. The dark eyes were full of smiles and the pride of an aristocratic boy.

He's going to be a good toy, right?

Bai Bingyao stood up, stepped aside, and made way for Xu Luo.

Xu Luo sat down naturally, his hands gracefully resting on the keys. He took a deep breath and his fingers began to jump.

Bai Bingyao listened quietly for a while, and frowned slightly: "Your song lacks the main theme, and it is not in tune at all." In this way, dare you say that you can play the piano?"

Xu Luo suddenly raised his head, stared at Bai Bingyao's ice pupils, and smiled brightly: "This is a song played by four hands." Did your teacher teach you?"

Bai Bingyao smiled faintly, took a violin from the side, held the bow in her hand, and the melodious sound of the piano floated out, just making up for the missing main theme in the piano sound.

At the end of the song, Bai Bingyao put down the violin and turned to leave.

Xu Luo was left alone in the piano room, sniffing the faint lemon scent in her hair, and playing the music waiting for the other to complete it.

At ten o'clock, Xu Luo returned to the dormitory, and Bai Bingyao was sitting in the living room doing her homework.

The slender fingers of the piano pinch the pure white quill, and they swipe across the parchment with little pause.

Xu Luo took a closer look and found that the parchment was full of words that he couldn't understand.

Since the bloodline of the Spirit Tattoo Master has grown, he has created his own words and kingdoms, which are different from mortal realms that do not have the slightest spiritual talent in their bloodlines. Xu Luo had learned the language of the Spirit Pattern Master since he was a child, and he had never seen such a complex but incredibly beautiful text.

"Bai Bingyao, what is this?"

"Oriental texts. Credit assignment to write a short essay in Oriental script. Bai Bingyao didn't raise her head.

Xu Luo silently sat on the empty single sofa on the side, opened his schoolbag, took out today's homework, and began to write hard.

Credit assignments, as the name suggests, are used to take credits. Nordian credits cannot be skipped and can only be exchanged for various rewards. It was also very difficult, and few people picked it up.

At half past ten, Bai Bingyao packed her schoolbag, returned to her room, sat on the bed and began to cultivate.

Xu Luo was still writing hard under the lamp.