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

Song Bihui probably had just woken up, so there was a little hoarseness in his originally deep voice.

But Jiang Yufeng woke up immediately, he pressed his ears subconsciously, only to feel that the sound shook his back for a moment.

In the quiet environment, apart from the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind outside the window, there was also a strange sound coming from the courtyard. It was very similar to the rustling of clothes mopping the floor, but it was a little different.

Jiang Yufeng was holding his breath and listening, but the fairy rope in his hand was tightened again.

"Huh?" He raised his eyes a little strangely, and found that Song Bihui lifted the gauze curtain with one hand, beckoned to him, and motioned for him to go to bed.

This made Jiang Yufeng stunned.

If Song Bihui later found out that he was Jiang Yufeng, and that he had slept on his bed openly, then this person would definitely tear him into pieces.

He was struggling and hesitating, but unexpectedly, Song Bihui didn't want to give him a choice at all, and directly pulled him up with all his strength.

The soft brocade quilt suffered a moment of gravity, and sank a little. Song Bihui put a finger on his lips, motioning for him to silence, then bowed his head and silently recited the formula, loosening Jiang Yufeng's bound fairy rope Come.

Jiang Yufeng looked around in surprise, he really didn't expect that this person would have such a reasonable day.

He turned his sore and numb wrist that had been bound so that there were faint red marks, and he felt that this wrist was in a lot of trouble, and he didn't understand why Song Bihui just grabbed it, and it was really miserable now.

After a while, the weird noise outside the house suddenly stopped, but Jiang Yufeng knew that this did not mean that the gas-eater was staying away.After all, the rustle of leaves at the window seems to change its tune.

He was dragged into the ghost trap again.

Song Bihui was also implicated by him.

But Song Bihui was half lying on the couch at the moment, with loose hair falling on his chest, and he looked very leisurely watching a play. In the dark, he half-opened his eyes, and his eyes were no longer as they were during the day. As fierce and full of offensive.

On the contrary, there is a kind of affectionate feeling at this moment.

Jiang Yufeng felt very helpless, why did this man look at himself as if he saw a ghost, but when he saw a ghost, he looked like he saw a lover.

The treatment and gap between the two is too big, right?

He followed Song Bihui's line of sight, and found that through the gauze curtain, there were no ghosts outside the door...

But there is one in the house.

"Uh..." Song Bihui didn't even have a talisman, and let the ghost come into the house directly to go shopping. This bastard turtle treats him as a dish, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Although Jiang Yufeng stared at the ghost closely, his eyes were indifferent. He thought to himself, anyway, Song Bihui was by his side now, and this person would not just watch him die.

Since Song Bihui deliberately wanted to disgust him, then at worst, if he couldn't beat him, he would yell and dive into his arms. Who wouldn't hate each other.

Just looking at the figure, this gas eater should be a short woman, and her hair was so long that it dragged to the ground, covering her appearance. The strange sound before might be the sound of her hair scraping against the plants or the ground.

The ghost hadn't moved since the beginning, maybe it was Song Bihui who sealed their breath in the tent.

It's just that the ghost mark on Jiang Yufeng's hand is still there, so the connection is still there, but the breath is not there, which makes the ghost a little confused, and has been looking for the person's whereabouts in the house.

Just when Jiang Yufeng was about to wait for an opportunity, Song Bihui suddenly spoke coldly.

"Get out, hurry up, I'm going to sleep." After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Yufeng.

For a moment, Jiang Yufeng only felt as if he was serving tea and water under the young master.

He is a master, why did the majestic immortal king turn into such a miserable and humble appearance now.

Jiang Yufeng sighed silently in his heart, lifted the gauze curtain, and did not forget to look back at Song Bihui pretending to be afraid.

This glance was so amazing that he couldn't help but be impressed by his superb acting skills.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Ke Song Bihui mocked ruthlessly behind him, and then dragged back the brocade quilt that was pressed down by the Jiangyu wind.

Damn it, no matter how good-tempered Jiang Yufeng is, he would scold his mother when he met Song Bihui.

As soon as he jumped off the bed, his figure was instantly exposed outside the tent.

He whistled softly in his mouth, and his appearance was very calm and unrestrained, which made Song Bihui frown.

The female ghost immediately sensed the breath of Jiangyu Feng, and rushed towards him with her teeth and claws, which he could have directly suppressed.

But in order not to easily expose his strength in front of Song Bihui, Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to dodge and draw a talisman in the air, intentionally missing a point, and then punched out the talisman.

Song Bihui let out a long sigh, hating iron for being weak.

What the hell are you drawing.Jiang Yufeng knew that this person must be scolding him in his heart.

Since the talisman is drawn incorrectly, it has no power other than restraining it.

Sure enough, the female ghost just broke free a little, and the talisman fell down like a piece of waste paper.

"Jiang Chuan...you can't escape..." Her sinister laughter fell in the room, and then suddenly flashed behind Jiang Yufeng.

He immediately turned around to block, but seeing the wildly raised snake-like hair continuously attacking him, he could only shout loudly, "Immortal Tianheng, please save me!"

"It can't be saved, wait for death." Song Bihui might have been really annoyed by Jiang Yufeng's slapstick manipulation just now, and now he doesn't even want to look at this person.

"Help, I'm dying, help!" Jiang Yufeng yelled while hiding, and the female ghost seemed to be frightened by this desire to survive and her momentum, and her speed slowed down a little.

Although the female ghost kept chasing Jiang Yufeng, she still couldn't catch him, so she could only yell out in impatience, "I'm still a man!"

In an instant, the house became lively, with people shouting and screaming, as if they had come to the morning market and killed chickens.

Song Bihui had a headache so much that he pressed his head, feeling that if he didn't use these two things, his room would be demolished, so he had to wave his hand to call the Xianxiansuo out.

This time, the speed of the female ghost's evasion suddenly increased.

"Huh?" Jiang Yufeng was dumbfounded, Song Bihui really wanted to harm him.

Seeing that he was cornered at this moment, he had no choice but to use the wall to make a smooth and light backflip, and landed behind the ghost.

It can be regarded as an eye-catching move.

Song Bihui stretched out his hand and pointed at the female ghost who paused for a moment, and the fairy-tying rope was pulled over like an illusion like electricity, binding the thing firmly in an instant.

"Jiang Chuan!" The female ghost yelled very sadly, "You will die!"

Obviously Song Bihui tied you up, why scold me?Jiang Yufeng was dumbfounded when he heard that, he didn't understand why he was the only one who took the responsibility of the two.

But the female ghost was still staring at him with red eyes, struggling and wishing she could rush over and bite off a piece of flesh from him right now.

He had no choice but to take two steps back silently, lest she suddenly violently rise up and drag him to death together.

Behind him, Song Bihui slowly raised the gauze curtain and went to bed, tied the end of the fairy rope to the head of the bed, and then lightly clapped his hands, making the candles in the room light up instantly.

The female ghost was stabbed by the fire, and subconsciously roared angrily at Song Bihui, but was glared at by Song Bihui, and immediately fell silent with a horrified expression.

"Huh?" Why is this ghost still bullying, Jiang Yufeng covered his eyes, feeling that he really has nothing to say, it's fine for people to bully him, now even the ghost dares to contradict him so casually.

Where is the conscience of heaven and earth?

Song Bihui straightened his clothes and walked in front of the female ghost, turned the thing over with his feet, and fiddled with it twice as if observing a poultry, "What are you calling in the middle of the night, it looks like a toad."

As he said that, he looked back at Jiang Yufeng with disgust, "Is this ghost very strong? It can kill two people in one night, and there are a bunch of injured ones. It's so noisy that I need to take action. How did the group of disciples be selected?" , come here for tourism?"

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng sighed as he was a fairy king compared to a group of disciples who didn't understand anything. He wouldn't think that everyone else was a genius monster just like him.

Although she complained so much in her heart, she had no choice but to keep it safe and said, "Maybe this female ghost used some means."

It is considered a bit of skill to be able to escape the protective formation at the entrance of Dengxian Tower and sneak into Dengxian Tower without anyone noticing.

"Hmm," Song Bihui responded lightly, wondering if he agreed with Jiang Yufeng's words, "This ghost is not calm, so let's tie him up for a while, and then try again when he calms down."

Then he completely ignored the gas eater lying on the ground writhing and struggling, waved to Jiang Yufeng, and went out the door.

He didn't even put out the candles, and even lit up a few more, making the room brightly lit like daytime.

This person is still so damaged.Jiang Yufeng sighed, and followed Song Bi back out of the room.

Now I can finally sleep for a while, on the way, Jiang Yufeng yawned silently, but was seen by Song Bihui who happened to turn his head, and almost scared him out of breath.

"Do you want to sleep?" Song Bihui said calmly, "Please..."