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

The trial was set at noon today, when Jiang Yufeng passed by the room, he saw that Song Bihui had already turned off all the lights in the house.

Faint smoke curled around his cuffs, the window was already open, and the lush trees cast mottled shadows under the sunlight, which made his face look like a crown of jade, very handsome.

Jiang Yufeng couldn't help but take a second look.

Who doesn't like beauties.

The female ghost in the house had already been taken into the soul-locking jade by him, Song Bi looked back and saw Jiang Yufeng, and threw the jade over, Jiang Yufeng took it with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Bihui was a little surprised. Since yesterday, this man has looked like someone owed him a lot of money, why he is inexplicably happy again today.

But Jiang Yufeng kept smiling and didn't say a word, he just turned around and pointed the cold jade in his hand to the sun.

There seemed to be a transparent drop of water inside, rolling slowly under the light, it looked small, but it was a little cute, it was the soul of the qi-eating ghost.

Now it is completely gone from the snarling appearance of last night, but with a kind of silence and gentleness unique to the soul.

He laughed, naturally because he was happy. After all, the matter of the gas-eater was resolved today, and he could stay away from Song Bihui.

No matter how dangerous it is to climb the fairy tower, it is much safer than staying with Song Bihui.

Thinking of this, he felt a lot lighter all over.

But I don't know why, but there is an inexplicable loneliness and reluctance in my heart.

He thought, if the past is all wiped out, now is the real starting point, and the relationship between the two of us should not have come to the point where we are now so irreconcilable.

Unfortunately it was too late.

"Nan Xing, do you think Jiang Chuan is still alive?" Qiao Xuan was still released by Zhong Huaixu after Song Bihui left yesterday.

But he still feels aggrieved, especially after learning that the seal on Jiangchuan's gate is a ghost seal, he still looks listless, thinking about his "little brother" who he just met not long ago.

Nan Xing was also one of the victims, so he always looked weak.

The last few people who came from Zeshan were more or less implicated for some reason, which made her start to wonder if it was not suitable to travel recently.

However, judging from the hexagram divination made yesterday, it is said that there is a noble person to help, it is Xiaoji, which is really strange.

"Don't curse them." Nan Xing said weakly, "With Immortal Tianheng here, how could Jiangchuan be in danger."

"It's true." Qiao Xuan sat on the threshold looking at the dangling lantern on the eaves with a bitter look, "The fat man is gone, and the thin man was locked up last night. I don't even remember their names." , They encountered an accident. Jiang Chuan's life and death are uncertain again, why are there only two of us left now."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, curled his lips aggrievedly, and looked at Nan Xing who was holding the medicinal soup and blowing, "You have been sucked out of energy, and it will be my turn next. Wow!"

As he spoke, he burst into tears, and Zhong Huaixu, who was about to enter the room from beside him, jumped up.

"Senior Sister Huaixu, can I stay in your room tonight? I can sleep on the ceiling, please help me." Qiao Xuan cried and hugged Zhong Huaixu's leg like a dog waiting for her. butchered chicken.

Nan Xing's eyes widened immediately, and he went up and tried his best to tear Qiao Xuan away, "You are crazy! This is Senior Sister Huai Xu! How dare you be disrespectful!"

"Uh..." Zhong Huaixu didn't know why this year's Zeshan disciples were so difficult to take care of. From last night to now, she had already been hugged by the two of them.

She is like a mobile life-saving talisman, no one wants to be tied to her to feel safe.

But she is just a fairy who is in charge of the conference process and conveying news.

With no guarantee of safety, Qiao Xuan immediately lay down on the ground and cried bitterly, "Chuan Chuan, where are you, Chuan Chuan, you must not have anything to do anymore."

But before the words fell, a voice with a somewhat indifferent tone, but which made people feel extremely reassuring, sounded.

"What are you calling me for? Crying?"

Qiao Xuan turned over immediately, and saw Jiang Chuan standing at the door smiling and looking down at him. The sun fell on his shoulders, and his peaceful and quiet demeanor made him look like a jade statue enshrined.

In an instant, tears filled Qiao Xuan's eyes, "God, you're alive."

I am not dead at all!Jiang Yufeng was speechless.

But the Immortal Tianheng behind him looked disgusted, and greeted Zhong Huaixu with a stinking face to enter the Immortal Tower first.

Just after taking a few steps, the man urged Jiang Yufeng impatiently, "Come here after we finish talking."

"Got it." He replied.

"Jiang Chuan, it's great that you're fine." Nan Xing's eyes turned red, "You're not hurt anywhere."

Jiang Yufeng didn't expect that he was still cared about by so many children. Now that he met, he was still a little moved.

"It's okay." He patted Qiao Xuan's shoulder and said lightly to Nan Xing, "You guys have a good rest, I'll go up with Immortal Tianheng and the others first."

"En." Nan Xing nodded obediently.

Jiang Yufeng bid farewell to the two children, and he also entered the door.

Zhong Huaixu had already gone upstairs, but what was surprising was that Song Bihui was still waiting for him at the stairs.

"It's really long-winded." He snorted coldly and went upstairs.

"It's already very fast." Jiang Yufeng followed Song Bihui's pace, and went upstairs side by side with him naturally. Song Bihui only glanced at him a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Inside the house, the skinny man was huddling in the corner with an abnormal expression, and he seemed to have been frightened a little crazy. When he saw Jiang Yufeng and Song Bihui coming in, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled violently.

It was as if he had seen some scourge.

And when Zhong Huaixu took out the embroidered shoes, the man stared at the shoes in horror, as if there was something dirty in the house.

"You, come here." Song Bihui sat down at the table and raised his chin at the man.

Fortunately, the thin man still had reason, and sat tremblingly on the other side of the table. He still had a rope tied to his leg, and he seemed to have some mobility problems.

"This man's name is Qian Zhao, and he was a former disciple of the Qingfeng Sect. After the Qingfeng Sect disbanded, he and his younger brother Qian Yang came to seek refuge in Zeshan, and Zeshan accepted him as a disciple of the outer sect." Zhong Huaixu gave a brief introduction. .

It was only then that Jiang Yufeng realized that the two generals Hum Ha were originally called by this name.

These two had rarely communicated with other people before, so everyone hardly knew them, and they were outsiders.

Originally, Jiang Yufeng only thought that they were relatively closed because they had experienced some tragic pasts.

But so far, it seems that it is not the same.

This person is too detached, obviously involved in everything, but trying to pick himself out, it seems extraordinarily unusual.

What is their purpose?

Song Bihui tapped his knuckles on the table lightly, and Jiang Yufeng handed over the Soul Locking Jade tacitly.

The soul-locking jade hadn't fluctuated much in Jiangyufeng before, but when it touched Qian Zhao's breath, it immediately trembled violently.

"Explain." Song Bihui said coldly.

"I... I'm just scared, I don't know this stuff..."

"Brother Qian." Jiang Yufeng suddenly laughed, "Are you kidding us?"

Qian Zhao didn't notice Jiang Yufeng at first, but when he saw this person before, he had a calm appearance and made no sound. He thought he was a soft persimmon, but he didn't expect him to be so tough.

He swallowed, but found that Song Bihui did not stop Jiang Yufeng, but looked at him even more gloomy.

Qian Zhao wanted to confuse a few more words, but he didn't expect that Song Bihui's wind knife had already brushed past his neck.

The strong wind made him feel his breathing stagnate, his neck felt cold, and then he heard a cracking sound, and a big hole had been cut in the wall behind him.

If this is right, then he is already decapitated by now.

Jiang Yufeng knew that Song Bihui hated people playing Tai Chi with him the most, and it was a coincidence that Qian Zhao stepped on his thunder point.

"I said, I said, but you promise not to kill me." Qian Zhao was so frightened that he clutched his clothes tightly.

Zhong Huaixu pulled the broken hair behind his ears, and said gently, "We will discuss whether to spare you or not based on the authenticity and completeness of what you said."

Compared with Song Bihui, Zhong Huaixu still played an important role in easing the atmosphere.

That Qian Zhao nodded quickly, and hesitantly began his narration.

"On the day when the Qingfeng sect was scattered, my junior and I found an ancient book in the sect's book library..."

As soon as he said this, he took a deep breath with lingering fear.

"What did you write?" Jiang Yufeng asked with great interest.

"This book is about... how to refine ghost energy or soul into essence energy to improve people's cultivation."

This is too detrimental, it really lacks great virtue.Jiang Yufeng felt his temples jump wildly in an instant.

This is clearly a forbidden book, and it's a bit too crooked. To take away the ghostly spirit of the dead and make it available for them to absorb. He simply can't imagine how terrible this situation will become in the end.

If there is no ready-made ghost energy for them to refine, they may start on living people...

"You won't..." Jiang Yufeng suddenly had a bad feeling.

"We...we..." Qian Zhao suddenly became short of breath, and hugged his head as if unwilling to remember, "We just let that woman marry someone, but, but I didn't expect it. It's really not the person we killed!"

After a stick of incense, the matter finally became clear.

The source of everything can be traced back to a week ago...