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

Jiang Yufeng felt that he was constantly walking forward in an extremely long corridor.

He was alone, like a traveler walking in the long lonely night, the cold wind around him seemed to penetrate into his bones.

The sound of footsteps hovered in his ears, and everything was brewing under the turbulent undercurrent.

A long time passed slowly in this space, and Jiang Yufeng felt that he had walked for a long time before he saw a sporadic light.

It was a dappled candlestick.

The flickering and jumping lamp slowly illuminated a corner of the space, and at the same time illuminated half of the altar.

The dried up liquid on the altar was filled with a stench, and the rusty blades were scattered among them, which had lost their lingering luster.

"Long time no see."

A hoarse voice suddenly rang in Jiang Yufeng's ear, Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes, but already knew who was coming.

"As I said, Immortal Zhesui, we won't just let it go." Fu Ming sneered and walked slowly from behind Jiang Yufeng.

He stood beside the man with his hands behind his back, then stretched out his hand politely pretending to be a gentleman, guiding Jiang Yufeng to look at the altar.

"My most proud masterpiece." Fuming said in a deep voice, "What do you think, Xianjun?"

But Jiang Yufeng suddenly laughed a few times, and then asked lightly, "I don't agree with this taste."

Fu Ming didn't expect Jiang Yufeng to be so straightforward, he raised his eyebrows with great interest, walked forward slowly, and leaned on the altar.

"Here used to be a place to kill gods." He curled his lips, playing with the blade in his hand that had gone through the years and was about to decay as if recalling the happy time, he said grimly, "No one can oppose me. One day, I would make his life worse than death."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and you still talk a lot of nonsense." Jiang Yufeng said calmly, he approached slowly, but his tone became more and more cold, "I said, don't chatter in my ear, otherwise I will also tell you to shut up immediately."

Fu Ming sneered and tilted his head to look at him.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, but the man suddenly discovered something interesting, and pretended to be surprised, and said, "Xianjun, I haven't seen you for a few days, I didn't expect you to get it?"

He leaned closer and sniffed the smell of Jiang Yufeng's body, but suddenly laughed out loud with a "puchi".

"As I said, the harmony of yin and yang is the right way." Fuming stared at the person in front of him with deep meaning, "How is it? The feeling of immorality is wonderful, right? When you are crushed by your own apprentice... "

It's a pity that Jiang Yufeng didn't listen to this person's words at all, so he kicked him out instantly.

Fu Ming managed to dodge, but was still shaken by the sharp blade-like spiritual power.

The altar was kicked by the Jiangyu wind abruptly, but it was broken into two halves.

Fu Ming frowned distressedly, and praised, "Immortal Zhesui is really powerful, but it seems that this spiritual power is not yours."

This thing is really like a fly, it yells in Jiang Yufeng's ear whenever it has nothing to do.

Although he had already experienced this annoying noise during the curse years ago.

But no matter when and where, it is impossible to make people get used to it.

"I wondered why you were full of the aura of Tianheng Xianjun." Fuming smiled sinisterly, and he stroked his chin, "It seems that Jiaxiu played very well with you, if you like it, I will give it to you gift from you?"

These things were indeed done by this person, Jiang Yufeng gritted his teeth for a moment, and looked at Fuming coldly.

"How did you bring the ancient Buddha into Dream Walk." He opened his mouth lightly.

But Fu Ming just shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and wrote lightly, "He followed him."

"You took it..." Jiang Yufeng gritted his teeth, "Is it his Buddha bone?"

Fu Ming didn't seem to expect that Jiang Yufeng would discover the truth by himself, and smiled as if he found a confidant, "As expected of a fairy, he is smart."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and a golden light suddenly appeared, and the Zen spirit and vigorous spiritual power rushed towards his face like a candle flame, and it was a golden Buddha bone.

Gaxiu's...

"It's a pity that I just took a bone from him, and he's like dying for me." Fuming sighed, "But fortunately, Xianjun, didn't you also help me solve it?"

He looked at Jiang Yufeng teasingly, but saw the man suddenly closed his eyes and fell silent.

The Buddha bone is the most important thing of the ancient Buddha. This person actually used the word "only", which is really shameless.

Fuming thought that Jiang Yufeng was just mourning, but he didn't expect that the man suddenly opened his eyes after a while, and then an extremely sharp and cold wind blade slammed towards him.

"Are you angry?" Fu Ming laughed loudly, he liked to see these people's hateful expressions the most, he was usually solemn and cold, but at this moment, he still had real emotions like ordinary people?

He thought about it, but saw Jiangyu's windbreaker falling gracefully in front of him, the man looked indifferent, and said coldly, "Joke, why should I be angry with a disaster beast, I'm just doing justice for the sky."

"Ah!?" Almost instantly, Fu Ming's expression changed.