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

"My God, this isn't Jiang Chuan!" Qiao Xuan raised her head and saw the acquaintance, her eyes lit up immediately.

He raised his hand, and was about to wave his hand to call Jiang Yufeng, but unexpectedly, Song Bihui, who was standing aside on the stage, walked towards him suddenly.

Then, the man leaned over and whispered something in his ear, Jiang Yufeng seemed to pause, looked up at him, hesitated for a while before nodding slightly.

Now there is a lot of voices and they are far apart, so naturally Qiao Xuan couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about.

But for some reason, he felt that the two people had a delicate atmosphere, and their behavior during interaction was too natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

"I'm so envious." Qiao Xuan sighed immediately, and then grabbed Nan Xing beside him, "Do you think Jiang Chuan has learned some inner martial arts from Tianheng Xianjun? I just saw his figure, Tsk tsk tsk, the eyes of the female disciples in Xuanshan stared straight."

"Aren't you?" Nan Xing said speechlessly, "Is it alright to keep you Harazi, others have already seen it."

Nan Xing can't wait to dig a hole and bury this person right away, she doesn't want other disciples and elders to get to know her in such a weird way.

The ancient bell at noon finally rang, and the deep voice swayed from the distant mountains.

Zhong Huaixu held the scroll in his hand, tapped his toes, and lightly landed on the high platform in the center, where the competition would begin.

With a light shake of her slender and white hand like a jade onion, she suddenly unfolded the scroll, which rolled down to the ground and stretched to the edge of the high platform.

Lanying's handwriting slowly appeared in the air, which was similar to the star notes in Caixing Pavilion at that time. It should be that Elder Xingmu used the same method to memorize the rules and list.

Although I have seen it once before, but looking at it now, I still can't restrain the infinite sigh in my heart. They were introduced by a piece of star paper and ended at this time.

Although, maybe someone's name has unfortunately fallen like a star.

But along the way, there have also been unrestrained and unrestrained, and also been caught in conspiracies and tricks, with cooperation and betrayal.

At least after surviving the desperate night before dawn, everyone has matured more or less.

But according to Song Bihui, it used to be like a group of yellow-haired children holding hands for an outing.

Now it looks like a big hen that can flop twice.

He felt that today's competition was nothing interesting, but it was just a few elders betting on the stage noisily, just like a folk cockfight scene.

If it wasn't for the equal distribution of places, Jiang Yufeng would definitely occupy a place, and he didn't bother to come here to join in the fun.

The curse and wound on Song Bihui's body hadn't fully healed yet, and if he was told to stay in such a noisy environment, he wouldn't be in a happy mood, so he had to slam Jiang Yufeng's seat , dragging it a little closer.

Jiang Yufeng was startled suddenly, and panickedly grabbed the handle of the chair beside him.

He thought something happened, but when he turned around, he saw the culprit looking at him coldly.

What kind of childish temper is this man playing?Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to reach out and pat his forearm, motioning for him to control himself.

As a result, the man seemed to have taken a fancy to the Ruyi crane pattern on his sleeve, and played with his sleeve in boredom.

Jiang Yufeng finally understands how indifferent and mature this person is outside, how awkward he is inside.He was simply acting willfully and recklessly relying on his beautiful skin.

"Tianheng, when do you plan to let this little brother go up and show it?" Xuantian approached with great interest.

Zhong Huai's preface over there had almost read out, and they had all placed their bets. Just waiting for the competition to start, someone volunteered to come on stage.

But Song Bihui only raised his eyes and glanced coldly at the group of disciples, and then looked at Jiangyufeng.

"It shouldn't be necessary to compare." His deep and cold voice sounded without any waves, "Wait until there is only one left, and then let my disciple go up and play."

Doesn't that mean he won first place?

"Uh..." Jiang Yufeng felt that it was not good to be so ostentatious, but Song Bihui was right about one thing, that is, there was really no need to compare.

He is majestic and bullying a group of children. Isn't this a blow to the self-confidence of young people? There is no comparison.

But Elder Xuantian raised his eyebrows, "This is the first time I've heard you say such a thing."

Elder Yu Xiao on the side also seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere here was a bit strange, and now he was holding his bald crane and turned to look at them, intending to join in the fun, so as to make his injured heart happy.

"Little friend, are you interested in Canglong Zhan?" Elder Xuantian chatted with Jiang Yufeng immediately.

It's just that he is now being called a "little friend" by Xuan Tian, ​​and he feels goose bumps all over his body.

Decades ago, when he was a real kid, he would ride on his head and pull his beard.

He was already familiar with the important moves of Canglong Slash, and the appearance of using them was nothing more than a few flapping wings of Xuanshan's big moths, which really didn't match the swordsmanship style he had practiced in Zeshan all the year round.

But Song Bihui looked over coldly, he frowned, and saw Xuantian's strong interest in Jiangyufeng.

"Don't get his idea." He only said briefly, and then turned sideways to block the Jiangyu wind.

Jiang Yufeng looked at the broad and graceful back in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

Why does he now have the illusion that he is a beauty and trouble, who was scrambled by several people in a day, he is a big man, what are they doing?

"Don't be so stingy, Tianheng." Xuantian also turned his body a little bit, wanting to look at Jiangyufeng again, but Song Bihui reacted very quickly, and blocked the man tightly again, "Ji Baijia Long, it's not a bad thing."

"No, I'm afraid he won't be able to take it too much." Song Bihui coldly refused for Jiang Yufeng.

These words are questioning his ability! ?Jiang Yufeng was stunned at the moment, what is too much to bear, why is it so strange to say this.

"Young man, what can't you bear?"

"It's useless to be greedy."

They fought like this, Song Bihui's attitude was always strong and resolute, even Jiang Yufeng refused to share a little hair.

And the more Xuantian saw that Song Bihui cared, the more interested he was in Jiangyufeng.

Being able to be brought back from him alone by Song Bihui, he was still alive and kicking under this man's hands for a few days, and now he is so tightly guarded.

This junior is by no means simple!He must work hard to dig the wall today.

Jiang Yufeng watched them coming and going like this silently, then turned around silently, and said slowly to Zhong Yaoye, who was watching the fun while knocking on melon seeds, "Xianjun Yaoye, your talisman seems very interesting... "

The eyes of Xuantian and Song Bihui swept over at once, and Song Bihui's expression was even more gloomy, staring at him dissatisfiedly, his eyes were approaching like sharp knives.

"Uh..." The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Zhong Yaoye was just a spectator, but he didn't expect to be affected suddenly, and he was dumbfounded at the moment.

"Should Tianheng Xianjun know it too, then I will learn from Xianjun." He had to swallow the words in his throat silently, and laughed "haha" twice in embarrassment.

Only then did Song Bihui's expression soften a little, and he raised his chin towards Xuantian, as if signaling that he should not entangle him if he has no chance.

"This is obviously a threat." Xuan Tian refused to accept it.

"Really?" Song Bihui said indifferently, "Then it's a threat, since he's mine anyway."

"Uh..." Did Song Bihui eat something dirty and started talking nonsense.Jiang Yufeng silently covered his eyes helplessly.

But Zhong Yaoye's reaction was obviously stronger than his. She kicked her legs in fright, and kicked the small table full of melon seed shells over.

Just scattered the shells all over the ground.

These big movements instantly attracted everyone present, whether they were disciples or other immortal elders, all cast their curious gazes over.

But Zhong Yaoye opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly remembered the half of the sleeve on the cloud car, and looked at Song Bihui and Jiang Yufeng in disbelief.

"Song Bihui, so you want to accept disciples?!"

Does this person know what he's talking about?Did Zhong Yaoye eat bad food too?

Jiang Yufeng felt that he was going crazy, so what happened to this apprentice who wanted to accept his master?

"I have no intention of accepting disciples." Song Bihui could only frowned.

"Then you still refuse to let go." Xuan Tian said with some dissatisfaction.

"That's right..." At that moment, he sneered, "Because he is my disciple, and also my disciple of Zeshan, and has nothing to do with you."

Xuantian had nothing to say. In terms of closeness, he was indeed inferior to Song Bihui, so he could only sigh silently, and complained to Jiang Yufeng, "Look at this man's overbearing, I want to teach you Don't let him, like protecting food, if one day you can't stand him anymore, just call me, Ang."

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yufeng meaningfully.

"It's impossible!" Song Bihui gritted his teeth in anger.

Jiang Yufeng closed his eyes silently.

This Xuantian is also true, why he always likes to compete with juniors, if he finds out that Jiang Chuan is him in the future, he may be so embarrassed that he dare not go to Zeshan for a few months.

After all, it is really unkind to rob someone else's master.

Isn't this just to take advantage of Song Bihui?

It's no wonder that Song Bihui's reaction was so strong, it was difficult for him to call out the master, let alone accept another master who suddenly appeared.

When this matter is over, it's over.

Zhong Huaixu raised his wrist on the stage, and suddenly retracted the scroll that had been read out, and said loudly, "If that's the case, then I announce that today's conference will officially begin."

There was thunderous applause, and it was a challenge to take the stage.

Jiang Yufeng glanced at the 29 people standing in the front row, and found that many of them were familiar faces, and most of them were direct disciples of some elders.

Their list is in order of performance, but he is the exception.

He also just saw the list before the game.

At the top of a series of regular names, the word "Jiangchuan" is inexplicably written on it.

The owner of that font did not hide the meaning of avoiding suspicion at all. Between the familiar strokes, there are three big characters-"Song Bihui".

Jiang Yufeng: "..."

He almost forgot that this bastard also perfectly inherited the will of Zeshan's ancestors, that is, he crazily defended his weaknesses.

Totally unreasonable.