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

Although Tianheng Xianjun was so handsome that Qiao Xuan was almost dizzy every time he appeared on the stage, but at the moment he still felt a little helpless.

What is Jiang Chuan playing house with a few women? Isn't he a man?

He sat next to Nan Xing and struggled for a while, and finally accepted his idol's argument, forget it, women should be women, as long as Immortal Tianheng is happy.

The appearance of Song Bihui now seemed to give reassurance to everyone present, and they finally felt at ease.

At this moment, Qiao Xuan had time to ask Nan Xing in a low voice, "What about Elder Xuantian, why didn't you gather today?"

"The removal of the evil spirits has been canceled for these two days." Nan Xing said weakly, she didn't understand why she was injured several times, almost every day she encountered bloody disasters, "Elder, let us take a rest."

Canceled, Qiao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. If they had to get rid of the evil today, their situation would be too dire.

Seeing that Song Bihui couldn't wait so much and got off the cloud car to find him, Jiang Yufeng on the other side smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly coaxed, "Give me another cup of tea, I'll go up and get something let's go."

"Hurry up." Song Bihui frowned impatiently, but still indulged Jiang Yufeng.

He lightly lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat on the chair in the lobby, calmly as if he was here to drink tea.

At the same time, the disciple who was good at judging appearance and color also hurried forward to make a pot of tea for him, and retreated in fear.

As if Song Bihui was some kind of scourge.

After a while, Song Bihui remembered the crazy woman from before. He turned his eyes and found Su Yiqian who was still huddled in the corner of the wall in pain. He asked coldly, "Are you from Ziyun Palace? Whose disciple are you?" ?”

Su Yiqian was startled when she heard the sound, she lowered her head and dared not answer.

If the sect finds out about this matter, what awaits her will be a punishment that would be worse than death, and maybe she will be abolished in martial arts and directly expelled from the sect.

If it was just other disciples complaining before, she could still argue with the master, but she never thought that Song Bihui would come.

She clearly realized in her heart that just one word from Immortal Tianheng could make her unable to hold her head up in this world for the rest of her life.

"You're quite courageous, why don't you answer?" Song Bihui fixed his sharp eyes on the man, and his tone as cold as ice made the surrounding environment instantly feel like deathly silence.

Su Yiqian was so frightened that her breath became stagnant, and hurriedly replied, "No, no, this junior is Elder Ziyang's disciple."

"Ziyang." Song Bihui supported his chin lazily, and smiled disdainfully, "Then I'll ask him later, how he taught his disciples, and he dared to hurt even my disciples."

This sentence seemed to directly issue a death order. Su Qianqian raised her head in horror. She couldn't move after being stabbed in one arm, so she could only bow down staggeringly, and said in a trembling voice, "Xianjun, it's me I don't know Mount Tai, please forgive me this time...I, I didn't mean to..."

Qiao Xuan was about to help Nan Xing go upstairs to rest, when she heard this sentence, she said angrily, "Don't be ashamed, you didn't mean it, you did it on purpose!"

"You!" Su Yiqian rushed up in anger, but because he was afraid of Song Bihui in front of him, he didn't dare to make another move, so he had to lower his head timidly.

Jiang Yufeng packed almost all the things in the house into the jade stones stored in the house. Anyway, the evil spirits have been removed until late at night these days, and maybe he won't be able to go back to the fairy tower in the future.

This kind of thing happened again today, no matter how you look at it, this place is extremely dangerous.

It's not as safe as Song Bihui for those who are intriguing.

As he thought about it, he searched for the remaining things in the house, like a bandit entering a village, he searched for everything that was there.

Until he pushes the door out contentedly.

Song Bihui was sitting quietly drinking tea in the hall at this time, when he saw Jiang Yufeng coming out, he raised his eyes to look at him.

Qiao Xuan happened to help Nan Xing up, and Jiang Yufeng hurried forward to check on Nan Xing's injuries.

Fortunately, she hid quickly at that time, but now she was only slightly injured, if she was pricked by this needle, it would be troublesome.

He took out a small bottle of medicine from his sleeve, stuffed it into Nan Xing's hands wordlessly, and whispered to Qiao Xuan to take good care of her in the next few days, so as not to cause any illness.

The two nodded gratefully with Jiang Yufeng, and they didn't communicate any more.

The time for Jiang Yufeng was approaching, so he had to hurry downstairs, for fear of missing the time again and making Song Bihui angry.

"I'm fine, Xianjun." He said lightly, and walked lightly to the front of the hall, "Let's go."

Song Bihui nodded, silently glanced at Su Yiqian who was showing a desperate expression by the wall, waved to Jiang Yufeng, and suddenly asked in a slow voice, "Do you want to go back after beating?"

Su Yiqian immediately widened her eyes in panic and fear, and looked at Song Bihui and Jiang Yufeng with tears on her face.

Jiang Yufeng: "..." Too cruel.