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

Zeshan was completely in a mess.

But it was still quiet when ascending the fairy tower. At this moment, the night was long, and the elders had not returned with any news.

Zhong Huaixu was sitting in front of the hall, and the prayer incense in his hand was burning faintly. Qiao Xuan, who was upstairs, walked slowly to the fence, and saw her sitting upright looking at the direction of the door, thinking about something, and the incense ash fell down. , The outside of the window seemed to be completely covered in darkness.

"Senior Sister Huai Xu." He suddenly opened his mouth, breaking the somewhat eerie silence. Zhong Huai Xu turned around with a calm expression.

"What's the matter?" she asked quietly.

Qiao Xuan didn't make a sound, but went downstairs very mysteriously. Just when Huai Xu thought he was about to say something, the man came up to her ear and said slowly, "Senior Sister Huai Xu, I'm so hungry, I have something to eat ?"

After finishing speaking, the "gurgling" sound in the man's stomach suddenly sounded out in the quiet environment.

Zhong Huaixu, "..."

This kid has a really good attitude. Does he still think about food at this time?

Every year, Zeshan also teaches exercises such as preventing hunger and bigu skills, but it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to control their appetites, and very few students persevere.

What's more, even the head of the school, Qiao He, thinks that children should eat more when they are growing up, so those students often learn these exercises hastily.

It can be said that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Zhong Huaixu also thought about the root cause of this matter, and later found out that it might be because there is no need to worry about eating and drinking in Zeshan. If it is placed in Xuanshan, it may be a completely different scene.

"You go to the back kitchen to take a look." She said gently, thinking that if the situation is extremely bad at this time, Master and the others will all fail, the way of heaven will be erected, and the world will collapse...

You can't let your children go on the road hungry.

But Qiao Xuan seemed completely ignorant of Zhong Huaixu's thoughts, and went happily to the back kitchen.

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Except for a ruined temple, there is nothing else around here. In the night, except for hearing big gray mice "creaking" and "creaking" wood behind the Buddha statue, there are only some wandering spirits floating around them with paralyzed faces.

When Jiang Yufeng raised his hand occasionally, they would be scared away, but after a while, they would be attracted by the aura and float over again.

It's kind of fun to tease.

Outside the house is covered by layers of dense forests, without water flow, there is no condition for bathing.

Jiang Yufeng had just recovered some of his spiritual power, so he used it as a painting amulet.

When his hair crown fell into the sky, he didn't know where it fell, and his clothes were stained with dust, and he rolled in the water again. The sticky feeling all over his body was driving him crazy on the road to madness. push.

As a result, he now feels like a beggar chicken wrapped in mud, which can be roasted directly by throwing it into the fire.

Beside him, the girl who called herself Xiaoyao and the old man who had pulled the cart had fallen asleep together on the haystack.

The old man just fell asleep less than a cup of tea, and began to snore loudly, the sound seemed to be able to directly cover the noise of the rain outside the house.

And Jiang Yufeng turned his back to them, and silently volleyed in the corner to draw a talisman. He was glad that the storage jade in his arms was not lost, so he took out a clean piece of clothing, and cast a spell to change it.

"Uh..." Against this drizzly rainy night, no matter how you look at it, it looks bleak.

Now he doesn't have anything to tie his hair, so he has to let his long soft hair hang down.

At this moment, when the hair hangs quietly on his shoulders, it makes him look casual and lazy.

Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes and searched the jade for a while, but suddenly found an extremely fine and delicate silk ribbon.

In this dark night exudes a gentle luster.

Seeing this piece of crescent moon silk again now, he felt as if there were thousands of emotions in his heart, and for no reason there was an illusion of sadness and misery that the old man no longer had.

It's a pity that this book is not in his life, but it was taken by force, so what face is there to lament these things?

He could only sigh, and silently tied up the hanging hair with the silk, the crescent white light wrapped around the black hair, quiet and peaceful.

What is Song Bihui doing again?How would he feel at this moment?

Jiang Yufeng looked at Yuxing who jumped into the house, and slowly closed his eyes.

Why should he be passionate and mediocre... It's over.

Zhong Yaoye felt that she was clearly on the verge of collapse, but at this moment she was unusually sober. With a cold face, she methodically wrote down what she had explained to Huai Xu on the talisman, and immediately sent the talisman back to Dengxian Tower.

It was written on the talisman, and the words were like faces, and she was asked to arrange a group of disciples to return to their respective sects tomorrow, and meet her in Zeshan tomorrow.

Jiang Yufeng's life and death are uncertain, and Song Bihui seems to be trapped in a cursed nightmare all the time. The elders tried their best to wake him up, but they couldn't wake him up.

Zhong Yaoye knew that he was depressed, and he still couldn't get over that hurdle. This time might be his saddest calamity.

She took Song Bi back to Zeshan overnight, and outside the cloud car there was heavy wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

The fine and cold rain hit the side, and the gardenia and sandalwood that had been burning on the low table at the feet went out.

"Tianheng must have been cursed, and saw that Zhesui suffered an accident, and his mood was violently turbulent, which led to the reverse flow of Qi and blood, so he fell into a nightmare. In addition, his own life experience was miserable and his obsession was deep, so he could not wake up for a long time. , maybe...he was also the one who trapped himself in a dream." Elder Xingmu held a short staff carved with stars, and said softly to Qiao He, who was quite haggard in front of him.

Inside the house, Zhong Yaoye was already fast asleep, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and the moment she arrived at Zeshan, she wished she could smash her head on the mountain gate and apologize with death.

Unexpectedly, Qiao He who rushed over heard the sound stopped her. She couldn't struggle, so she could only hug Qiao He and cry bitterly, and fell asleep when she was tired from crying.

After half a stick of incense, several elders recovered some spiritual energy and rushed to Zeshan one after another.

"Zui Sui, what exactly?" Qiao He felt that his mind was in chaos. It was obviously just a meeting to get rid of evil spirits. Why did he come to such a situation?

Moreover, Jiang Yufeng obviously died of body explosion in Zeshan, so why did the elders say that they saw him in the thunder formation?

What the hell is going on here?He couldn't figure it out.

"The one who stayed in the hall should be just a doppelgänger, but the avatar became "Jiang Chuan" and came to the meeting. "Xuan Tian walked over with an umbrella holding his face, "No wonder... I said why I couldn't find out who Jiang Chuan was, but Tianheng should have recognized him very early, otherwise he wouldn't have given him the name of Jiang Chuan." He was always with him. "

Song Bihui usually kept strangers close, cold and aloof, and would never ask for a disciple from him for no reason.

So why hadn't he thought of this before?Maybe it's because the master and apprentice have always been at loggerheads, how could they live together under the same roof so peacefully?

Qiao He pinched the bridge of his nose sadly, feeling that he hadn't expected this direction at all.

"Now Yu Xiao is still searching for traces of Zhesui Xianjun, but... alas." At that time, Jiang Yufeng was stabbed first, and then fell into the endless moat. Mortal body.

The possibility of survival is too slim.

Xuan Tian closed his eyes tiredly, feeling that the atmosphere at this moment was extremely dignified, and words could not express the grief in his heart at all.

The original bustling scene of Zeshan was shrouded in gloom, half of the Qingze flowers withered, and everything seemed dead.

"Sect Leader Qiao must take care of his health, God will bless Zeshan." Xuantian prayed slowly.

"Thank you elders for your concern." Qiao He seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and the bruises under his eyes were even more serious. Now that a bunch of things were weighing on him alone, and the accident happened to his closest junior brother and nephew, his heart was even more serious. It was like a dead ashes.

If they have any problems, how should he explain to the master.

Xing Mu had been sitting quietly before doing calculations, but when he saw that the conversation between the two was coming to an end, he stretched out his hand to grab Qiao He's cuff as if he had a flash of inspiration, "I may have a way, but...it is extremely difficult to achieve. "

"Elder, it doesn't matter, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Qiao is willing to try." Qiao He raised his eyes sadly but firmly looked at the elders in front of him.

"That's not what you're talking about! It's too risky!" Xuan Tian's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Xing Mu in disbelief.

"This is the only solution in an emergency." Xingmu lowered his eyes, and then said with determination, "In Caixing Pavilion, there is a method of backtracking, that is, go back to the past to find the most obsessed person. Item, take it out, maybe you can break the nightmare forcibly. But..."

"However, only those who have participated in that person's life can go there. Otherwise, if you make a move that goes against the past, the future generations will be completely changed. Maybe you and I will cease to exist, and the world will disappear. It is not impossible. "Xuan Tian continued the second half of Xing Mu's sentence with some worry.

Qiao He was silent for a long time after hearing this.

"I would like to go and have a try, and I am the only one who can go at this time." After a while, he opened his mouth softly.

The atmosphere instantly became low.

"Master, if you go, you must not do anything beyond the rules. Once you find something relevant, you can only return immediately."

Xingmu's old voice resounded, as if he had traveled through a long time to arrive here, and blended into the wind and rain faintly.

"Little Qiaohe." Xuantian opened his mouth, looking at him weakly and sadly, "I have watched you grow up since I was a child, and I know that you are soft-hearted. Tianheng has such a deep obsession, so it is not because he has encountered ordinary setbacks. , if you go, you must not interfere with the direction of his fate out of mercy."

"Your junior knows." Qiao He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if a boulder was pressing on his heart.

If nothing happened to Yu Feng at this moment, and Yao Ye was still alive and kicking, he would definitely not be struggling so much.

He remembered that the three of them traveled south of the Yangtze River together, and drove ten miles just to enjoy the bustling scenery in the world. Dan.

It can be said that the beautiful scene of Xiao Yanyan was crushed into fly ash decades later.

"In about three days, I will break open the Ziwei star gate. At that time, I wish the master all the best." Xing Mu cupped his fists slightly at him.

Qiao He also returned his salute to the elders with a pale face. Under the wind and rain, the lanterns under the eaves swayed unsteadily, like a faint light floating in the sea of ​​darkness.

Just like him, he was alone at the moment.