After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

Song Bihui woke up from a nightmare. He held on to the bedpost by his side in an unsteady breath, and felt cold sweat slowly rolling down from his forehead.

In the dream, he saw the downcast and indifferent eyes of the Buddha statue, as well as the burning fire.

The fire burned from the hem of his clothes to his flesh.

There were endless crackling and cracking sounds, countless empty eyes stared at him, and the smelly blood gushed out everywhere...

Abi Hell...

Where is the Jiangyu wind? !

Song Bihui felt a sudden cardiac arrest, and he suddenly found that the room was empty, and there was no one around him.

The lonely blood-red moonlight flows into the window, like a ghost crawling on it.

His spiritual power was suppressed by dream walking, and his perception of some subtleties was greatly reduced at this moment.

Unexpectedly, he didn't notice Jiang Yufeng's departure at all.

How long has he been away?Where did you go again?Song Bihui turned over quickly and got out of bed, but he felt a kind of scorching heat coming from the depths of his soul.

Something must have happened...

An extremely bad premonition rose from his heart.

He ran towards the door, and just as he was about to open the bolt, his hand was bounced back by a kind of full and gentle spiritual power.

Song Bihui was taken aback for a moment, but his mind went blank for a moment.

Jiang Yufeng actually got off the magic circle, you don't want to tell him to go out?

Jiang Yufeng would never leave him alone in the house for no reason, and cast such a strict spell.

This array of ghosts and gods does not invade, and just starting the array will consume a lot of spiritual power of the caster.

Why would Jiang Yufeng do this if it weren't for the urgent situation?

This array is definitely not to resist those simple ghosts.

What happened was no small matter.

Song Bihui tried his best to calm himself down. He scanned the room, but only saw the dagger on the table.

In the dark room, under the eerie silence, only the dagger still exuded a dull color.

Song Bihui calmly lifted the scab on his palm, watched the blood roll down the skin texture again, and then slapped the wooden door with his palm.

Jiang Yufeng's magic circle will never allow him to have any accidents. If his blood is found, it will be opened immediately.

Sure enough, the spirit array buzzed, and then instantly made way for Song Bihui.

He eagerly pushed open the door, but outside the door was already a mess of ruins.

There was no one in sight.

……

When Jiang Yufeng woke up, the blood-red fire was still in front of him.

He moved his limbs in pain, but suddenly found that his hands and feet were all bound by iron chains.

There was a huge iron cage outside, did those heads of people lock themselves in the cage like a bird?

He still remembered that a few hours ago, he had a big fight with Jiaxiu, and the Thunder Talisman almost razed the entire temple to the ground.

Under the flames, he almost broke Jiaxiu's four arms, and he also stabbed the sharp wooden branch into the evil god's palm.

When the wind was blowing, he didn't expect that his mind went blank for a moment after being shaken by the Buddha bell, and then he was grabbed by Jiaxiu.

Jiang Yufeng closed his eyes and continued to rest for a while, only to feel that his mind was buzzing.

What exactly are they trying to do?Why didn't he directly attack himself at that time, but tied him here?So where is he now?

He only felt thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he only hoped that Song Bihui would not wake up so early.

But the more he thought about it, the more this destiny was not as he wanted.

Half an hour later, he looked helplessly at the bloody man in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"How did you get in?" Jiang Yufeng felt that his image was not very good at the moment, so he couldn't help shrinking back, but he didn't expect Song Bihui to get closer to him quickly.

The man looked very bad, and his face was very pale due to previous injuries, but his eyes were still sharp and cold.

When looking at Jiang Yufeng with this kind of eyes, it made him want to avoid it inadvertently.

"Why are you alone?" Song Bihui didn't answer him, but asked in a low voice, "I am your Taoist companion."

Jiang Yufeng was stunned for a moment by Song Bihui's solemn words, but he saw him lowering his eyes and stretching out his hand to gently rub his skin that was red from being strangled by the lock.

The delicate sense of touch made him flinch.

"It was Jinghai who brought me here." Song Bihui raised his eyes, his eyes were flushed in the firelight, but his tone was still calm and cold, "If I can't find you again, I will go crazy, and I will throw the whole dream away." The pagoda exploded, even if it took my life, I would not hesitate, you know, Master."

His voice was deep and gentle, like the whisper of a lover on the pillow, but what he said made Jiang Yufeng's heart beat louder and louder.

It was he who underestimated his position in Song Bihui's heart. When the incident happened, his first thought was to completely protect Song Bihui.

For a moment, he has put his own life and death aside.

"I was wrong..." Jiang Yufeng could only coax softly at the moment.

But Song Bihui lowered his eyes, ignored what he said, only gently stroked his lips with his blood-not-dried fingers, then leaned down and kissed him.

Jiang Yufeng could only feel the smell of blood between his lips and tongue, the air was constantly being plundered, his hands were tied, and he couldn't use his strength, so he could only be held by Song Bihui in his arms.

The young man's body is still a little thin, but his hands are surprisingly strong.

"Don't be angry." For a moment, Jiang Yufeng leaned on Song Bihui's shoulder unsteadily, and said calmly, "I didn't tell you because it was urgent."

Song Bihui was using a dagger to pry open the iron chains above his wrist and ankle, but he remained silent, obviously frightened by his disappearance.

"I think... we should think about how to get out..." Jiang Yufeng said hesitantly, but when he looked up, he suddenly found a person standing silently outside the cage.

"Uh..." When the two looked at each other, Jing Hai clasped his hands together and bowed silently, then covered his eyes.