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

It was an hour after Zhong Yaoye boarded the cloud car.

She slightly lifted the long skirt, and lightly jumped from the back of the white crane to the crossbar of the cloud cart.

The wind and the sun and the sun along the way did not have a moment of real rest.

Just taking advantage of this time to be free, she naturally put back her somewhat messy long hair, and lowered her eyes to see that Huai Xu had respectfully lifted the curtain for her.

Zhong Huaixu still had a gentle and peaceful smile on his face. Zhong Yaoye was tired all morning, and seeing her now, he felt more and more fond of her, so he stepped forward happily and pinched Huai Xu's delicate and fair cheeks, and said with a smile, "did you miss me?"

Zhong Huaixu seemed to have gotten used to her master's unprincipled behavior, smiled and sighed helplessly, "Master, we haven't seen each other for half a month."

"It's been half a month!" Zhong Yaoye dissatisfied, and bowed into the cloud car, "I knew you didn't want me, but I still miss you day and night, little white-eyed wolf."

"No." Zhong Huaixu could only coax softly, "As a disciple, I naturally think of Master."

This can be regarded as reassuring Zhong Yaoye.

The interior of the cloud car is very delicately furnished, the seats are all upholstered with fox fur, and a carved incense burner is placed on the exquisite pure wooden low table at the feet, from which the fragrance of gardenia and sandalwood permeates faintly, calm and elegant. cool.

It's a fragrance that Song Pilhui would like.

"Must come back or not?" Zhong Yaoye got into the car and lay down lazily on the seat, her fingers slowly circling the thin smoke that rose gently, like a cat slowly playing with a ball of hair, " This little bastard is really, don't give me any face."

"Brother still has important matters to attend to." Zhong Huaixu had no choice but to explain.

"It's all an excuse." She is obviously not the kind of person who can be easily dismissed, "I don't know how Brother Zhesui took a fancy to this little bastard at that time. I can't afford to give it to me if I want it." This great Buddha."

She compared them in her heart, and found that her apprentice was more caring and well-behaved.

If you meet Song Bihui who is so indifferent and rebellious, and the talent is so unnatural, you will only fall into endless doubts every day in your life.

After all, they are not afraid of the jerk, they are afraid that the jerk is still a genius.

If the master was countered by this apprentice, it would be really hopeless.

But from the beginning to the end, she still believed in her little senior brother. After all, the whole monastic community agreed that Jiang Yufeng should be the man closest to God, no matter in temperament, heart, or cultivation...

It just seems that luck has been bad.

Although Song Bihui is extremely perfect in all aspects, it is regrettable that this person has hatred in his heart, and he still can't let it go, and can't pass this threshold.

Naturally, it is also difficult to truly ascend to become a god.

Thinking of this, she put her legs down from the seat and asked, "By the way, who was that student next to your senior brother earlier? Is it from Zeshan?"

She really didn't expect that there would be living people around Song Bihui.

When she coaxed Song Bihui to come to Yishuitan, she never expected him to personally lead the disciples. She knew Song Bihui's temper. A young student who is chattering and chattering like a chicken.

"He is indeed from Zeshan, but he is not on the list for this time. He came here voluntarily."

"Oh, that's sneaking in." Zhong Yaoye said with a smile. She has always been the leader of the conference, but she didn't participate in this sudden conflict, but she also knows some of the things. Which disciples did you recruit?"

It's just that this question made Zhong Huaixu suddenly pause, she hesitated for a while, and then said, "There is no one else."

"Huh?" For a moment, Zhong Yaoye felt that he didn't quite understand.

The two were silent and looked at each other for a long time before Zhong Yaoye suddenly realized.

She jumped up and hit the roof of the car.

"Ouch!" At that moment, she yelled out in pain, and then hugged her head which was smashed to pieces.

Zhong Huaixu was also taken aback by her, and leaned over to check if she was injured, but she stopped her with her hand, "You mean Song Bihui chose him alone!"

"Hmm." Zhong Huaixu nodded, and said softly, "It was indeed the jade medal given to him by the senior brother himself, and he was only selected alone. Almost everyone in the evil spirit removal meeting knew about it."

At that time, this incident caused a lot of trouble, and many disciples even protested because of jealousy.

Naturally, there are many people with good intentions among them, who proposed to block Jiang Yufeng, and compete with this somewhat mysterious disciple to see who is worthy of this "only" position.

But what everyone didn't expect was that after Jiang Yufeng received Song Bihui's jade card, he disappeared almost directly in Dengxian Tower.

But at last, with great difficulty, this person came back suddenly a few days ago, but this trip caused another uproar.

According to Qiao Xuan and the others, Jiang Yufeng came back specially to pick up his luggage, which is true. After that day, he almost took away all the items in the room.

It was also because of this that everyone suddenly realized that this disciple had actually lived directly in the hall of Immortal Lord Tianheng.

Several men and women went crazy that night.

It was already afternoon when Zhong Huaixu returned to Dengxian Tower. At that time, she only saw Su Yiqian who was huddled in a corner crying pear blossoms and rain, and the mess in the lobby.

Nan Xing was injured, and Zeshan's other female disciples were still taking care of her in the house at that time, only Qiao Xuan was still alive and kicking upstairs, full of righteous indignation, condemning Su Yiqian's viciousness.

Wait until she clearly understands the cause and effect of the matter from the person concerned.

She was completely shocked.

If it weren't for this evil spirit removal conference, she would never have believed that Song Bihui would be like this in her entire life.

So up to now, one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in the evil spirit removal conference is who Jiang Chuan is.

But Su Yiqian is indeed ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Everyone knows that the elders of the immortals in Zeshan have always had a bad habit that is almost passed down from generation to generation, that is, they are extremely protective of their weaknesses.

She, a disciple of Elder Ziyang of Ziyun Palace, dared to provoke Jiang Yufeng openly in public. Isn't she clearly trying to confront Song Bihui?

Sure enough, within a few days, the head of the Purple Cloud Palace came to the Immortal Tower with a gloomy face and took this person away.

There was no further news after that, but it is conceivable that there should be no good end.

At this moment, Zhong Yaoye was still in the shock of the incident of "Song Bihui single-selected an unknown ordinary student", she bit her lip, she really couldn't figure out what Song Bihui wanted to do.

This "preference" is too obvious, and it is really suspicious.

The other elders were there every day to compare who was better at carrying water, but Song Bihui was different. He only picked the bowl that he thought was pleasing to the eye, and then poured out all the other thousands of water bowls. Kicked over.

Show no mercy.

There really is him, but this is indeed something that his personality would do.

"He has nothing to do with that student..." Zhong Yaoye felt that she had started to talk nonsense. It was absolutely impossible for Song Bihui to happen, but she couldn't think of any other reason.

Zhong Huaixu also widened his eyes immediately, and said in horror, "Master, brother is practicing the way of ruthlessness."

"Yes... yes." Zhong Yaoye waved his fingers suddenly, "And he doesn't look like this..."

At that moment, before she finished speaking, she suddenly touched a strange thing beside the seat.

It was soft to the touch and had some raised lines, like a piece of embroidered cloth. She was taken aback and silently picked up the cloth.

The snow-white cloth was delicately embroidered with a pattern, and the pattern was very familiar to the two present, it was the red lotus pattern in full bloom on Zeshan's school uniform.

"Uh..." The faces of the two froze when they saw the piece of cloth, and the weird atmosphere lasted for a long time in the car, until Zhong Yaoye silently stuffed the piece of cloth back.

Song Bihui is a majestic Tianheng Xianjun, so he naturally doesn't wear the school uniform worn by his disciples.

Then who else would wear this dress and go to the cloud car that must return to the Song Dynasty?And it happened to be broken here?

Zhong Huaixu suddenly remembered that when she borrowed the cloud car today, Song Bihui emphasized to her that he had to return the cloud car earlier, and he and Jiang Yufeng would still use it.

It's just that she never expected that it was already... so obvious?

"Wuqingdao?" Zhong Yaoye asked again in disbelief, and silently looked at Huai Xu, "The disciples should all be climbing the Immortal Tower. When does he usually come back, I'll go and see who it is."

She was really curious as to which god would be able to repeatedly break Song Bihui's bottom line.

"He's average, and he usually doesn't come back." Zhong Huaixu said slowly with a heavy face.

"Ah?!" Zhong Yaoye was so startled that he got up subconsciously again, and hit the roof of the car again.

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng had seen the black cat before, on the eaves, it stared proudly at Song Bihui with its dark brown pupils.

This time, with a long soft tail straight up, he landed lightly on the porch, walked gracefully in front of Jiang Yufeng, as if deliberately trying to attract his attention, and slowly circled around his legs.

Even though he looks so lofty and arrogant, will he secretly pay attention to other people's attitudes?

Jiang Yufeng stared at the black cat indifferently, his eyelashes drooped, casting a shallow fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.

At this moment, his calm demeanor made him feel cold and inaccessible.

His legs are slender and straight, and the curve of his waist is even more beautiful.Standing on the promenade with swaying tree shadows, the long hair hangs down softly and obediently, which makes people's hearts flutter.

It's just a pity that this person has never been interested in these small animals, so he is ready to leave immediately.

But as soon as he took a step, he heard the black cat softly meow again, as if suddenly flattering him.

It seems to be wondering why this human being is so different, and it is still indifferent to it at this moment.

There are always something unreasonable in this world, just like a puppet under the intertwining of huge contradictions, deducing the soul-stirring entanglements of grievances and resentments in the concept of day and night.

You love him so much that the more that person pulls away, the more vile and willful he admires your misty eyes that are addicted to love and cannot be extricated from themselves.

But the more indifferent you are, the more excited he is, wishing to crush his chest and let you see his throbbing sincerity, lies and truth are pulling back and forth, love or not love becomes the most important thing.

He originally thought that this theory was only compatible with the love between men and women, but now it seems that this theory is applicable to all deep feelings between living things and living things, and between living things and dead things.

It's weird...

Jiang Yufeng looked at the black cat that gently rubbed against his leg, and thought, if I took the initiative now, would this cat still be so natural and presumptuous?

Maybe he will jump up the railing in no time and be gone forever.

It's the same with people.

But at this moment, he couldn't get rid of this sticky spirit, as long as he walked forward, the cat would bite his clothes hem, as if insisting Jiang Yufeng to play with him.

"hungry?"

He was about to lower his body to check, but unexpectedly, the sky outside the railing suddenly became dark.

The black cat even suddenly bowed up, its hair all blown up, bared its teeth viciously towards the end of the corridor, and then took the opportunity to run away quickly.

At first, Jiang Yufeng thought it was Song Bihui who happened to come over, and the sound alarmed the cat.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding bamboo leaves suddenly rustled, and there were swaying shadows in the dark corridor, as if some evil spirit was about to break through the barrier and enter the world.

A few days ago, those ghosts appeared on time, and they dared to come out for a walk after a while, but this time they are indeed a ruthless character, dare to show up in the blue sky and broad daylight.

He raised his hand slightly, and the phoenix bracelet slid down his forearm. Where the yin energy settled, the blood inside the bracelet became more intense than ever.

In the depths of the corridor, there was a shadow covered by overgrown plants. Jiang Yufeng looked at that corner indifferently. After a while, he saw a white cloth shoe appearing at the corner.

There was a sound of Lingling's metal impact.Then, a gloomy and pale woman in white appeared at the end of the corridor.

She stared at Jiang Yufeng with her deep eyes, and the jade hairpin was slanted in her hair.