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

The top of the tower reflects a person's obsession.

Song Bihui knew that that person must be inextricably related to Jiang Yufeng, otherwise he would not have seen this person in his dream travel.

The man said that he was an immortal consciousness left behind incompletely and trapped here, but he didn't know who he was.

Song Bihui asked him about it, but he almost didn't know anything about it.

All he knew was that he longed for relief.

But as long as it has something to do with Jiangyu Feng, Song Bihui will inadvertently violate his principles.

With that face alone, it was impossible for him to do it.

The top of the pagoda asked him to kill the fairy with his own hands, but he refused to accept Mengxing's mercy.

But at this moment, all he thought about was where Jiang Yufeng was now.

For some reason, this dream walk separated the two of them. Song Bihui tried to leave this space many times, but he would return to this space again at the end.

And whenever Song Bihui came back, the simulacrum would look at him with a gentle smile as always, as if looking at a mischievous child.

"Don't look at me like that." Song Bihui looked at the man coldly with his arms folded.

But seeing that the simulacra just tilted its head, it said slowly, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you are very similar to an old friend of mine."

"Uh..." Song Bihui fell silent for a moment.

"Because he also likes it the most..." He suddenly paused, but the corners of his lips curled up thoughtfully, "Duplicity."

Song Bihui gritted his teeth immediately.

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Today's Mengxing has been mixed and squeezed due to the previous huge spiritual power shock.

It was like an independent space divided into several pieces, all immersed in darkness.

But Song Bihui's illusion is already relatively quiet and peaceful.

But there are also people whose dream walking is completely opposite to this.

Like Qiao Xuan...

He had just gotten rid of the grinning ghost that was chasing him all over the yard, and now he was sitting idly in a corner doubting life.

But before he could rest for a moment, he suddenly heard a loud noise like thunder, like a wave of sound rushing towards him.

Qiao Xuan was so frightened that she almost fell out of the low window behind her.

But fortunately, the previous few scares have forced him to gradually get used to the extreme operation of this dream walk.

"This... there's nothing to be afraid of." He pretended to be calm and took a deep breath, but when he turned around, he froze in place.

"Uh..." He was silent, and his eyes met with Qiao He who had just walked out of the smashed hole.

For a while, the two looked at each other, unable to tell whether the other party was real or not.

"Huh?" Qiao Xuan was dumbfounded for a moment, "The head?"

Why is the head here?

And Qiao He looked at him suspiciously, and then at the surrounding environment.

He seemed to be about to speak, but suddenly saw a ghost rush out from the corridor like a wild rabbit, and came straight to his position.

That thing has a mouth full of fangs, which really makes people feel extremely uncomfortable when they see it.

But he was stunned for a moment, and then he flicked his sleeves lightly, like dusting the ghost, and instantly swept the ghost to pieces.

Then, I saw a wisp of black smoke slowly dissipating in the silent air.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Qiao Xuan suddenly felt a bit of a toothache. He felt that although the head hadn't said anything to him, he was already humiliating him.

He will go to apologize to the patriarch tomorrow, because he has been slack and lazy all day long, and his cultivation is not good enough.

"My disciple?" Qiao He suddenly opened his mouth upon hearing the sound. He thought for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Your name is Qiao Xuan, isn't it?"

The head of the sect can actually remember his name, which is simply earth-shattering.

He suddenly remembered all the previous things. When he secretly teased Qiao He's relative, saying that that person was his uncle, he never thought that he would really remember him.

Although he claims to be talented and handsome, Zeshan has always been a place where gods fight. Will Qiao He remember a little student?

For a moment, Qiao Xuan felt extremely excited, but suddenly blurted out, "Yes, uncle!"

"Uh..." Qiao He, who had so many nephews for no reason, looked puzzled.