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

This topic is really too much to pass.

Jiang Yufeng thought helplessly, not daring to talk casually now.

After all, there are only two things left in his master's mind.

The first is that Song Bihui blew up his Dream Walking Pagoda last year, and the second is that his disciple abducted his apprentice.

These two things lingered in Immortal Master Huai Ling's mind, no matter what Jiang Yufeng said, the topic would inexplicably turn around to these two things again.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall!

The three of them, grandpa and grandson, are here to twist their tongues, why bother...

"Why don't you tell this kid to follow me for a few days." Immortal Master Huai Ling suddenly said with great interest, "I'll guide him."

Jiang Yufeng was startled, and immediately looked up at Song Bihui, only to find that Song Bihui's eyes were also full of shock and embarrassment at this moment.

These days, he wished he could be attached to the Jiangyu wind all the time, and this time it would kill him if he couldn't see this person for a few days.

"Uh, Master..." Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak again.

"I knew you two bastards couldn't be separated! Huai Ling sneered, and a clear expression instantly appeared on his face.

Jiang Yufeng felt that he had lost all face tonight, and now he wanted to grab the ground with his head to prove his magnanimity.

Although not very magnanimous, a little guilty.

"Then after the dream walk is over, I'll take him back to teach...for a few days." Huai Ling said seriously, but almost slipped his mouth.

But if he could get the personal teaching of Immortal Master Huai Ling, it would indeed be of great benefit to Song Bihui's cultivation and skills, and Immortal Master Huai Ling also had some special accomplishments in teaching his children.

I just don't know what Song Bihui thinks.

"Don't be reluctant to part with you as a little apprentice, and you won't be short of arms or legs. At that time, you will have to return it all." Immortal Master Huai Ling pulled the rein in his hand, looked at Song Bi and replied, "Disciple grandson ,what is it call?"

"Junior Song Bihui." Song Bihui replied in a low voice and concisely.

"I must return... I heard that after the last dream walk, the world of cultivating immortals named you a fairy king? You are also young and promising. I saw you silent before, and now I am asking you, what are you?" Thoughts?" Huai Linglang asked with a smile.

"Bihui will obey the arrangement of Master and Master." But Song Bihui just glanced at Jiang Yufeng gently, and then said in a clear voice.

He didn't want Jiang Yufeng to be in trouble for this.

"It's really not the same as last year." Immortal Master Huai Ling seemed to be quite satisfied with this answer, "Before I saw that your thoughts were complicated and difficult to refine. The way I did it, I thought you would be stubborn and arbitrary this time, but now it seems that it should be different from what I imagined, Yu Feng taught you pretty well."

Jiang Yufeng was silent, feeling as if he had been scolded or praised, and his mood was a bit complicated at this moment.

But Song Bihui always maintained a calm and unhurried appearance, lowered his head and said calmly, "It's all taught by Master."

Why did it talk about him again, Jiang Yufeng sat up a little uncomfortably, the two praised him so much that he was almost hairy.

"Yufeng, what happened to the curse mark on that damn thing?" Huai Ling nodded, but his face suddenly became serious.

Jiang Yufeng was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the "ghost thing" his master was talking about was Fuming, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

He mentioned this matter with Song Bihui before, and he just brought it up with a hasty word, but now that Huai Ling mentioned it again, it was naturally difficult to get over it.

Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to correct his expression immediately, and said in a low voice, "Master, please take care, the curse has been healed."

But Huai Ling suddenly frowned, he knew that the curse was weird and fierce, even more dangerous than the plague that slaughtered the village, so how could he be cured so easily?

The imprint is absorbing the spiritual energy of the host every day. If the practice is stopped and the person cannot be suppressed, it will suck the person completely clean, which is almost the same as a parasitic thing.

What trick did Jiang Yufeng use?

Song Bihui also immediately sensed that something was wrong, but he pursed his lips tightly.

Jiang Yufeng only gave him a rough idea before, and many of the details were hastily skimmed over, but looking at it now, it is really suspicious.

But at this moment, he only wanted to put Jiang Yufeng in the beautiful embroidered bushes to hide him properly, so that he would not be harmed by the outside world, and he was afraid of touching those dripping wounds in his heart.

If Jiang Yufeng didn't want to tell him about it, he wouldn't press him either.

Huai Ling seemed to have the same thoughts as him, and fell silent at the moment, and said slowly, "It's good to recover, remember to rest well from now on, and don't abuse your body anymore, you understand?"

Jiang Yufeng nodded, but Huai Ling suddenly stared at Song Bihui with some meaning, "Got it? You can't overindulge in hard work."

Song Bihui: "..."

Jiang Yufeng gritted his teeth, feeling like he was sweating profusely, "Stop talking about Master!"

"Although my Dao emphasizes being free and following one's heart, I'm just teaching him, and as a Taoist companion, you should also consider..." Huai Ling said solemnly.

But Jiang Yufeng's face turned red instantly when he heard the sound, he hurriedly interrupted Huai Ling's words, begging for mercy, "Please let me go! Master!"

"Why haven't we seen each other for so long, Xiaoyufeng is still so thin-skinned? Let's not talk about it as a teacher, I will have a good chat with Bihui in the future." Huai Ling had a good time teasing Jiangyufeng, and immediately pulled the reins, laughing wantonly Said, "It's almost Yin time, go back and rest quickly. I have to take a step first, Mengxing, you should see only my phantom. I will wait for you behind the top of the tower."

Jiang Yufeng and Song Bihui nodded, and bowed their heads to see Immortal Master Huai Ling off.

"Master told me not to indulge." But after Huai Ling left, Song Bihui suddenly said in a low voice, "But meeting Master, it's too difficult to do this."

"Why did you start it too!?" Jiang Yufeng was shocked, he had just sent one away, and the one beside him also started teasing him.

"The disciple is passionate and ends with courtesy..." Song Bihui continued, and then Jiang Yufeng stepped forward and covered his mouth.

"Besides, sleep on the couch tonight." He threatened, and then naturally sat in the man's arms again, angrily said softly, "Let's go. Stop talking nonsense..."

Song Bihui smiled lightly and looked at his master, who was so teased, he hugged that soft and petite body tighter, wrapped it in a robe, pulled the reins, and ran into the moon again. in color.

By the time Jiang Lizhuo stepped out the door, it was already morning.

The light of the sky scattered from the clouds and mists, in the silence and compassion, but there was no sympathy for the world.

"Master Jiang, when are we going to leave?" The butler's hoarse and gentle voice rang out softly.

But when it fell into Jiang Lizhuo's ears, it was like the death talisman of the king of Hades, making him extremely powerless and helpless.

Just as he was about to speak, a particularly contrived voice suddenly came from not far from his side.

"Yo! Master Jiang." Xu Yi bowed with a smirk, "It's been a tough journey, my little brother is here to see you off."

The wind suddenly picked up, blowing Jiang Lizhuo's temple hair and clothes.

Jiang Lizhuo smiled suddenly, and then said in a low voice, "Master Xu, you really gave Jiang some face. Then when Jiang comes back, I will definitely have a good reunion with you."

Xu Yi's expression changed immediately, he looked at Jiang Lizhuo with gloomy eyes, but the corner of his mouth was still hooked into a smile, "Master Jiang, what is the meaning of this?"

"Even if you laugh, you may not be happy, and even if you cry, you may not be happy. When you make friends with each other, you will grow thorns in your stomach. Why should Mr. Xu ask Jiang about his intentions? You should only worry about self-destruction if you do too many unrighteous actions."

Jiang Lizhuo pulled his hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears, his eyes were clear and handsome, and he looked like that tall horse with official flowers on his temples, a romantic young man.

He was never afraid of death.

For several years, he has been an incorruptible official, made close friends, made no fat, and regarded the people and the monarchy as his top priority.Take the world's major events as your own responsibility.

But who knows that he pities him?

Jiang Lizhuo smiled bitterly, he didn't regret his death, but it also implicated his dearest and dearest relatives.

"Why is my Lord Jiang frowning again?" Mrs. Jiang's gentle voice sounded behind her, she walked out from the door dignifiedly, stepped forward to gently stroke Jiang Lizhuo's frowning brows, and then looked at him in surprise. Xu Yi, who had an extremely ugly expression, immediately said gently, "Master Xu, why are you here today? The hospitality is not good, so don't blame him."

Xu Yikuai was blown away by the two people singing and singing. He wanted to humiliate Jiang Lizhuo, but he didn't expect to be scolded back by the couple, so he threw up his sleeves and left immediately.

"Why did this person just say a few words and leave." Jiang Yufeng said strangely from behind, "I haven't played yet."

Song Bihui had a faint smile in his eyes.

Standing beside Jiang Yufeng and looking down at that person, he just felt that his master was so cute.