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

The addition of Jiang Yufeng made the scene serious.When the disciple hurriedly entered the hall to tell Qiao He about the matter, everyone in the hall understood.

In an instant, the originally noisy and fiery atmosphere quieted down.

"How dare this young man speak so rudely?" Qiao He's original gentle smile disappeared completely, and everyone said that a good-tempered person is the most terrible thing to get angry, and at this moment, the hearts of everyone in the hall are not aware of it.

But when the disciple repeated the conversation between Jiang Yufeng and the young man, Qiao He was stunned, and then looked at Zhong Yaoye beside him in surprise.

Zhong Yaoye also had a surprised expression at this time.

I never thought that Jiang Yufeng, who used to be silent and only liked to play tricks behind his back, would be so tough and open-minded now.

Everyone was in the mood to watch a joke before, but after hearing Jiang Yufeng's words, they all calmed down.

"How is the New Year's Eve now? I need to go and see, everyone, and forgive Qiao for a moment."

"What kind of sect is this young man? He is really arrogant and rude. He has no sense of propriety, justice and shame. He dares to speak foul language and contradict the Zhesui Immortal!"

Someone at the banquet scolded, and other guests echoed, "Master Qiao doesn't need to care about us, he should teach this bastard a lesson for us."

"Uncle, there is no reason to neglect guests for such a trivial matter." Suddenly, Song Bihui who was sitting beside him said coldly.

Qiao He knew that Song Bihui had always been at odds with Jiangyu, so he said these indifferent words, and was about to comfort him softly, but Song Bihui said again, "I'll go check it out."

"Tianheng..." Qiao He really couldn't figure out what this young nephew was thinking, so he had to beat him secretly, so that he could at least save his master's face in front of everyone.

"You don't have to worry too much, Master." Song Bihui put down the cup in his hand and got up.

"I don't want to argue with you, but today you have to apologize to this girl. And you."

Jiang Yufeng pushed the purple-clothed girl to the middle with the breeze, looked at the young man, and then looked sideways at the middle-aged man.

"Offended offended. You are a heroine, please don't argue with me." The middle-aged man was very tactful, and he immediately apologized.

It's just that the young man was so arrogant and arrogant, he couldn't bear to lose face in front of so many people, so he shook his sleeves and said coldly to his companion that he was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly brushed past Jiangyu Feng's ear, and hit the young man's back directly.

The young man never thought that someone would make a sudden attack. He was completely unprepared and rolled for several meters, and did not stop until he hit the stone lion at the door.

"I think it's something." An indifferent voice came from behind, "Can this kind of miscellaneous things make you delay for so long? Master?"

Jiang Yufeng turned around halfway, and found that it was indeed Song Bihui.

Today he is wearing a black long robe, with the pattern of singing cranes stretching from the neckline to the big sleeves. When he walks, he is rustling and elegant, so handsome that he is not stained with a trace of dust.

Jiang Yufeng sighed, knowing that this person was taking the opportunity to mock him again, and he didn't bother to talk to him, lest he say something wrong again.

He only walked forward slowly, and walked up to the young man who was still struggling to get up with his face on the ground, "Young student, I am easy to talk, but my apprentice will not agree. If he really wants to make a move, I can't stop him. I advise With one word, I will show you a way out—make an apology to that girl earlier, and then get out of Zeshan."

Song Bihui only felt that he had been labeled as a villain for no reason, so he squinted his eyes immediately, staring at Jiang Yufeng with lazy and dangerous eyes like a gray wolf.

This person seems to be different from before.

The young man looked up at Jiang Yufeng in horror, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Song Bihui standing behind him with his hands behind his back, and immediately stammered "I'm sorry" several times.

"What are you talking to me about?" Jiang Yufeng bent his head inexplicably, turned the young man over with his feet, and pointed to the purple-clothed girl on one side, "There she is..."

The purple-clothed girl pinched the corners of her clothes anxiously, blushing and looking at Jiang Yufeng.

His movements were casual and natural, combined with his cold and moonlike appearance, it made people feel that there was nothing wrong with this move, but it was full of tension and a very seductive meaning.

Even Song Bihui took a second look with interest.

"Female... female hero, I'm sorry." The young man hastily apologized again.

"Do you accept?" Jiang Yufeng looked at the girl in purple.

"I, I accept. Thank you Xianjun for saving me today!" The girl bowed to Jiang Yufeng and bowed deeply, but he dodged it lightly.

He waved casually, "I didn't do anything, if you want to thank, please thank Xianjun Tianheng, I'm hungry, I'm leaving."

The girl in purple had no choice but to thank Song Bihui in a hurry, but Song Bihui just stretched out his hand to block it.

He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and then glanced at the young man who was peeking at him. When the young man was spotted, he quickly got up and scrambled down the stone steps.

slipped away?Really boring.

Now Song Bihui lost interest, so he turned around and followed Jiangyu Feng who had already walked a few meters away.

Tonight, Jiang Yufeng had a simple but very delicate silver chain hanging from his earlobe.

It was covered by hair before, so it was hard for others to notice, but just now he pulled the loose hair behind his ears, and the delicate silver chain was exposed, and when he walked, he swayed rhythmically.

Song Bihui is a master who can't take time off at certain times. When he sees this shiny thing dangling in front of his eyes, he subconsciously wants to reach out his hand to tease it.

In fact he did too.

But I never thought that when he put on the silver chain, Jiang Yufeng slapped his hand off very rudely, "Don't be cheap..."

The silver chain shook a few times, and for a moment, both of them were stunned.

What am I doing.Jiang Yufeng wanted to cry immediately, but this is not the end, he was still thinking about how to please the hero or find a chance to escape, but the next moment he boldly threw the hero's hand.

He also scolded the male protagonist for being cheap.

Jiang Yufeng fell into endless regret in an instant.

But for some reason, Song Bihui seemed not only not unhappy, but looked at him several times with interest.

Maybe he was thinking from which angle to cut himself would be more relieved.Jiang Yufeng feels that he has been unlucky recently.

"You said "my apprentice" earlier? "Before entering the hall, Song Bihui suddenly spoke.

Jiang Yufeng remembered what he had said to the young man before, "It's all about pretending to be a tiger. Don't be offended by Immortal Tianheng."

"Are you so self-aware?" Song Bihui returned to his original icy and cold appearance, and his deep voice seemed to be able to shake people's hearts.

He lowered his eyes and spoke, his tone seemed to be whispering in the ear of his lover, but Jiang Yufeng only felt his heart trembling, as if there was a long sword hanging above his head, which might fall at any time.

He had no choice but to smile slightly without embarrassment.

When he came to the door, Song Bihui gave way and let him enter the Mingyang Hall first.

"Zhesui, Tianheng." Qiao He was the first to spot Jiang Yufeng and Song Bihui who had entered the door, and immediately beckoned to them happily, "Come and sit beside me."

Hearing the sound, everyone raised their heads one after another, and looked at the door curiously and inquiringly, only to see a handsome young master walking in like a mist like a moon. His expression was indifferent, but it really made people's eyes shine.

Behind him is Song Bihui, who went out to find someone earlier. The two people have completely different styles of beauty, but they match each other inexplicably.The two walked back and forth, which was really pleasing to the eye.

"Jiang is late, everyone, don't take offense." Jiang Yufeng smiled and glanced at the table, but he didn't see anyone from the Xu family.

Maybe they already wanted to break off contact with Zeshan, or they were too embarrassed to come.

"Xianzun Xianjun is too polite." A bold fairy smiled and cupped his hands, "The banquet has not yet started, and besides, Xianjun is also a chivalrous matter, so how can anyone blame him?"

Jiang Yufeng smiled and nodded slightly at this person, and the silver chain fell down, causing Song Bihui's eyes to be attracted to the person's snow-white and small earlobes.

"Tell us, how was this matter resolved?" Qiao He asked him warmly.

Jiang Yufeng always felt that as long as Qiao He talked to him, he was very kind.

"It will be settled with Bihui." He looked back at Song Bihui, Song Bihui was sitting next to him, and was pouring wine for himself with his head down in silence at the moment, when Jiang Yufeng suddenly mentioned him, He lazily raised his eyes.

"That's good." Qiao He nodded approvingly, "Tianheng usually prefers force, and the means of solving affairs are often neat and simple, but this time he restrained himself so much?"

Qiao He thought that according to Song Bihui's temperament, the young man who spoke rudely should be executed immediately, and he would definitely not show mercy.

However, doesn't this mean that Song Bihui likes to cut grass and root out simply and rudely?

"He must have a sense of proportion in his heart." Jiang Yufeng knew that although Song Bihui's solution was a bit neat and cruel, he never killed innocent people indiscriminately.

This is what Jiang Yufeng is most afraid of, maybe he himself will not know how he died.

Qiao He never thought that Jiang Yufeng would praise Song Bihui so frankly during the banquet. If it had been before, Jiang Yufeng would have directly reprimanded and suppressed Song Bihui regardless of the occasion.

Maybe they have used today's incident to ease the relationship?Qiao He's eyes lit up immediately, and he agreed: "Yes, Tianheng has always been meticulous and considerate."

This made Song Bihui frowned instantly, and looked at Jiang Yufeng in surprise, thinking that this person was trying to mock him in a different way.

But Jiang Yufeng always looked as usual, with a sincere and sincere look in his eyes.

This made him even more confused.

In fact, Jiang Yufeng had another idea in his mind.

This is really a good opportunity to gain goodwill, he is secretly happy, this time he can't miss it, he needs to make up for the goodwill lost by that slap, at least he will die a good death...

Could it be that Jiang Yufeng practiced madly and was taken away?Song Bihui scanned Jiang Yufeng's body for several reincarnations, but he didn't find any abnormalities in his meridians and soul.

The two were clearly sitting at the same table, but they were thinking about completely different things.

"Then since everyone has arrived, it's time, everyone, please."

For a while, the atmosphere became lively again, with musical instruments playing, singing and dancing, and delicacies and jade plates.

While pushing and changing cups, Jiang Yufeng suddenly saw Zhong Yaoye toasting to him from afar, he smiled and raised the cup in front of him.

The cuffs slid down slowly, but he didn't notice that the crescent moon silk on his wrist was exposed at this time.

As soon as Song Bihui put down the wine cup, he caught a glimpse and immediately changed his expression.

"Where did you get this thing?" He grabbed Jiang Yufeng's wrist, causing half of the wine in the wine glass to spill, and it also splashed on the sleeves of the two of them.

Jiang Yufeng was startled, but found that Song Bihui was so powerful that he couldn't break free at all.

"Why do you ask this." He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and calm himself down.

But Song Bihui sneered sullenly, "Why? Because there is only one piece of crescent silk on Zeshan Mountain. I brought this silk from the snow mountain and gave it to the head. Why should it be here with you?"

For a moment, Jiang Yufeng felt a chill in his heart.