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

The star gate consumes a lot of energy for those who enter, not to mention that Jiang Yufeng also experienced a death process of his own.

As soon as he landed, he felt dazed. His legs gave way and he almost fell, but Qiao He quickly helped him up.

"Yufeng? You're not..." Qiao He looked at the person in front of him with red eyes in disbelief. He thought he would never see this person again in this life, but he didn't expect that he would get it back today.

When he pushed open the door and saw the silent figure lying in the hall, he felt a shock in his heart and his mind went blank.

But in the past few days, I have experienced great shock and grief, but there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.

He didn't believe that Jiang Yufeng would leave so easily, how could this be possible?His junior brother is a person who wants to ascend to immortality.

Finally seeing this person again now, Qiao He felt his heart drop again in an instant, and he couldn't help feeling like a false alarm.

He reached out and patted his shoulder lightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Just come back."

But Jiang Yufeng was in a trance at the moment, he gently pulled Qiao He's sleeve beside him, but he only had time to say intermittently, "I will, I will return, he..."

Then he felt layers upon layers of darkness covering his eyes, and lost consciousness instantly.

"Yufeng!" Qiao He was taken aback, helping him to get up at a loss.

Xuan Tian hurried forward to check the pulse of Jiang Yufeng, but he was relieved.

"He's just too tired and mentally exhausted. He'll be fine after a short rest."

Qiao He still nodded worriedly, and ordered someone to send him back to the Hall of Folding Years.

Although there is no one in the hall, there are maids cleaning it day and night, so there is no dust, but it is lonely at the moment, with the bleak wind passing through the hall, a feeling of loneliness and coldness.

"I didn't expect that this matter could turn danger into good luck." Xuan Tian opened his mouth lightly, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

Xingmu was still cleaning up the star array in the palace, Xuantian felt that he was the most excited one, seeing that his sect's star array had succeeded, he was overjoyed at the moment.

This matter was enough for him to blow until he ascended.

He smirked, and almost threw himself on the star array to kiss the earth, Xuantian looked at him with some disgust, and felt that if it wasn't for heaven's disapproval, maybe he could directly marry the star array.

"Recently, thank you all elders for your trouble." Qiao He solemnly bowed to all the elders, and the elders immediately returned the salute.

"Why is the leader being polite to us? We have such a deep friendship, so there is no need to say this."

Yu Xiao smiled and said, he had just caught the flying crane back, but now he was full of doubts, "I just don't know why the Zhesui Xianjun came out of the star array, didn't he disappear when he was in the sky? I'm looking for It's been a few days, but I haven't found it yet."

"It should be that Yu Feng found out after he heard about what he must return to. I'll ask him after he wakes up." Qiao He nodded slightly.

"By the way, did Immortal Zhesui bring back the object of Immortal Tianheng's obsession?" Xingmu said suddenly.

"Ah!?" Hearing the sound, everyone froze in place.

When Jiang Yufeng woke up again, it was already late at night.

The moonlight flowed quietly on the screen of the meticulously drawn cranes, and he raised his eyes to look at the full moon outside the window, which made him feel as if he had passed away.

He slowly got up from the bed, gently raised his hand to lift the gauze curtain, and went directly to Tianheng Hall with bare feet without a sound.

Outside the hall is still surrounded by thick barriers and sharp sword lights, Jiang Yufeng gently waved his sleeves to break the barrier set up by Qiao He.

Qiao He should have sensed that it was his breath, so he wouldn't stop him.

Just this sword energy.

Jiang Yufeng looked indifferently at the fierce sword energy barrier in front of him that was cutting iron, blowing hair and cutting hair silently, he didn't care about anything, just continued to move forward, but when the sword energy was about to touch him, it suddenly broke away mouth.

Then a gust of wind gently pushed him in.

"Uh..." Why is there still a feeling of impatience.

He walked up the steps slowly, and gently opened the door of the hall. The room was extremely quiet, but the decoration was the same as that of the Zhesui Hall. Jiang Yufeng was stunned when he saw it, as if he had entered the wrong door .

The curtain on the couch behind the screen in the room swayed slightly, making the sleeping figure on the bed a little blurry.

But Jiang Yufeng's heart jumped wildly when he saw that person, as if the peace after all the suffering came to his heart.

He lifted the gauze curtain with a smile, and saw Song Bihui with his eyes closed like a jade statue, breathing long and hard at the moment.

"It's been a long sleep." Jiang Yufeng reached out and touched the man's slender eyelashes, turned around and sat on the couch, his white feet were hanging in front of the couch, as if he was a banished ignorant under the moonlight. fairy.

"I didn't wake up even when I came." He complained softly, but saw Song Bihui's eyelashes tremble twice suddenly, as if he was a little restless in his sleep.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

His expression is clear, but he seems to be trapped in an illusion. When his eyes are quietly looking at Jiangyufeng in the dark night, they are like deep black jade.

Jiang Yufeng unconsciously stretched out his finger to touch the man's lips, but saw that the man just quietly let him touch it at will, which was a little strangely obedient.

"You must return, won't you have a word with me?" He opened his mouth softly.

But Song Bihui got up slowly, stretched out his hand to hook a lock of his long hair, but the tip of his nose slowly moved closer to his ear.

At this moment, the atmosphere was so quiet and ambiguous that it was abnormal.

Jiang Yufeng froze in place for a moment, only to feel Song Bihui's hot breath brushing against his neck, making his whole back numb.

"Must go back?"

"Isn't this dream over yet?" Song Bihui's deep and magnetic voice rang softly in his ears, and then slowly reached out to wrap him in his arms, "Alright... stay a little longer, don't leave me... ..."

Jiang Yufeng felt a sudden heat in his eyes. Back then, Song Bihui hugged him like this and begged him not to leave, but he didn't agree. He raised his sword, turned around and left resolutely.

Did Song Bihui think that the current scene was his dream?

What did Song Bihui dream about doing when he was not around?

Chastise him, humiliate him, or leave him...

Every time he left his back to this person, what was this person thinking in his heart?

Jiang Yufeng also put his arms around his neck, and said with a faint smile, "Why are you still acting like a child?"

"Hmm..." But Song Bihui didn't refute, he just buried himself in his neck, sniffing the familiar gardenia and sandalwood.

His soft lips brushed the side of the man's neck lightly, causing Jiang Yufeng's body to tighten, not knowing whether the man did it on purpose or not.

But this wonderful feeling made him at a loss, his heart beat faster, as if he was about to be pulled deeply into the abyss of desire.

He has been alone for so many years, and he has never experienced this feeling. He only feels that the current atmosphere has made him step on the edge of the abyss of confusion and obsession.

Misty moonlight poured in from the carved windows, spreading a cold frost all over the floor.

But the temperature inside the house was scorching hot.

During the long silence, Jiang Yufeng suddenly heard Song Bihui open his mouth softly.

His voice seemed to be trembling for some reason, but there was a deep restraint, "I really want to lock you up, no one will find you, you will never...will never leave me...but I know, this way You must be unhappy."

Jiang Yufeng felt his mind go blank for a moment, and a sudden sadness welled up in his heart.

He had been alone for several years, and he had never felt this way when he was tortured by the curse day and night. Hearing Song Bihui say this now, he felt that his heart was about to break.

He rolled his Adam's apple up and down a little impatiently, and said hoarsely, "Why am I unhappy?"

"With me, you can do whatever you want." He said indifferently, and slowly approached Song Bihui's ear, "Shut me up... Also, I'm not a man in a dream."