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

When the three of them came back together, "Jiangyufeng" still read the deep helplessness in his eyes from the future.

Although he didn't know what happened to these people just now, he could indeed understand Jiang Yufeng's mood at this moment.

After all, to be a master, this kind of disciple loses his temper, and he gets used to it after getting used to it.

"You said before that we are people at different times." "Jiangyufeng" watched the three of them take their seats with a small porcelain bowl of crispy cheese, and then said lightly, "Then what is the reason for this situation? result?"

It is really unreasonable for different stages of self to appear in one time and space.

"Meng Xing." Jiang Yufeng replied succinctly, but saw that the hand of "Song Bihui" holding the cup suddenly tightened beside him.

He's pretty much on a recent dreamwalk, so he's still very sensitive about it.

"Mengxing? Then how do we get back to the original state?" But at this time, Jiang Yufeng didn't quite know what Mengxing was, and it took him a while before he slowly recovered his memory.

At that time, the rebirth of the magic circle caused great damage to the soul and body, and the loss of memory may be the best result.

"This illusion is meant to refine the mind." Jiang Yufeng said thoughtfully, "Maybe he let it go, and the door suddenly opened by itself."

"That's really refreshing." "Jiangyu Feng" said helplessly.

He doesn't know whether to let go or not.

He only knows that now he feels that he can accept whatever others say.

After all, no matter what happened, there should be nothing more terrifying or unacceptable than telling him that he will form a Taoist couple with his apprentice Tianheng Xianjun who can fight with him every minute.

He felt that he had almost completed his cultivation, and he could go to Ascension tomorrow.

"Almost forgot." But Jiang Yufeng was stunned for a moment as if he remembered something. He turned his head to look at the two Song Bihui who were as cold as jade sculptures, and said lightly, "When you opened the door, , What kind of dream trip did you encounter?"

As soon as these words came out, "Song Bihui" paused immediately, but a cold and low voice beside him rang out calmly, "It's about my parents."

Song Bihui's childhood can be said to be extremely dark, so he seldom mentions it, and Jiang Yufeng only knows a little bit, but he doesn't know what happened in it.

It's just that when the plague curse broke out at that time, all the events that Song Bihui said about Yizi's eclipse and watching his mother's death with his own eyes made Jiang Yufeng a little afraid to recall even now.

Let alone the person himself, it's no wonder that "Song Bihui" couldn't say it for a while.

If Mengxing exposed this scene in front of him again in such a real way, then one can imagine how difficult it would be for him to let go.

Song Bihui has a lot of obsessions, and it is only because he has lost too much.

The atmosphere at the banquet fell silent instantly. Although "Jiangyu Feng" didn't know the reason for the sudden silence of the crowd, he felt that it shouldn't be a good thing.

The four bowed their heads and continued to eat silently, leaving only the slight sound of the collision of spoons.

After a long time, "Jiangyu Feng" spoke first, and changed the subject, "Then where do you two want to live tonight?"

That's a good question, and it got the attention of others right now.

"I must go back to the Tianheng Hall, I will continue to stay in the Zhesui Hall." Jiang Yufeng said slowly, taking a sip of the ginger tea in his hand.

It should be the best arrangement to live in your own place, otherwise, if the two of them live together, this kind of scene will feel a bit weird no matter how you think about it.

Besides, "Jiangyufeng" and "Song Bihui" shouldn't be able to stand any greater stimulation.

But Song Bihui was extremely dissatisfied, "Who wants to stay with him?"

"I don't want to either, stay away from me." "Song Bihui" also said coldly.

The cold blade-like coercion immediately suppressed again, Jiang Yufeng watched the cup in his hand being overwhelmed by the shock, and suddenly a hole was opened, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Then what exactly do you want?" He pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, only feeling that the two of them were in a firecracker battle, if they exploded with one click, the power would be doubled.

The environment fell silent again.

After half a stick of incense, "Jiangyu Feng" looked expressionlessly at the three people sitting together in his hall, feeling as if he had hallucinated again.

"Uh..." This was really a scene he had never imagined.

Jiang Yufeng looked at him with sympathy, hugged his small cloud-patterned stove, and comforted him in a slow voice, "It's okay, it will pass after a long time, and people's lifespan is not very long."

"Thank you." "Jiangyu Feng" said quietly.

"You're welcome." Jiang Yufeng said with a light smile, "But it won't be so if you ascend to immortality."

"Uh..." It turned out that it was so easy for a person to give up the idea of ​​ascension.

This scene can already be regarded as an unforgettable memory in his life, and Song Bihui is already very difficult.

Now it's nice to have two.

"So how are you going to sleep like this?" "Jiangyufeng" asked doubtfully again.

For a moment, he looked at the three people standing aside waiting for the maids to lay the floor and fell into deep thought.

"Stay far away from my master. If you want to find it, go to your own master." Song Bihui stood in the middle and raised his chin coldly.

Jiang Yufeng actually read the feeling of showing off from it.

"Isn't he my master?" "Song Bihui"'s cold eyes almost froze the surrounding environment.

So what is the situation now?Jiang Yufeng really didn't understand this time.

Threesomes must have my teacher?

But Song Bihui sneered, as if he didn't bother arguing with that person at all, he just naturally reached out and hugged Jiang Yufeng beside him.

This time Jiang Yufeng understood that this person was just brazenly showing off to his former self.

Why are these two people so naive!

Jiang Yufeng felt completely speechless in his heart, he suddenly got out of Song Bihui's arms, and said decisively and softly, "It's decided, you two will sleep on the floor, and the two of us will sleep on the bed."

While talking, he retreated silently to "Jiangyufeng".

"Jiangyu Feng" looked at him in horror almost for a moment, and his originally excited thoughts suddenly disappeared, and his eyes seemed to be filled with the words "Don't hurt me!".

He was still watching the fun at first, but now he was disturbed by the Jiangyu wind, and all eyes were drawn back to him.

"Why?" Song Bihui asked, a little puzzled and aggrieved in his tone.

Ever since Yishuitan, Jiang Yufeng has slept with him almost every night, never thought that now that he came to open the door, he would be separated because of this matter.

"No reason." But Jiang Yufeng just said lightly, "In our territory, you have to listen to us."

This should be no different from sleeping in a separate hall, the only difference should be torturing him.

"Jiangyu Feng" thought silently, only feeling that if these great gods were enshrined in his temple, his life span would be shortened by several years.

……

The night wind passed by the window lattice gently, bringing the shadows of the whirling trees to sway quietly, making everything seem vast and silent.

At this moment, the four people in the room have their own worries, and it is difficult to sleep.

A white gauze curtain hangs in front of the eyes, and the illusory and ethereal moonlight is climbing on the screen.

It was too tormented, Jiang Yufeng opened his eyes, but he saw that he was also unconsciously drawing the golden coil pattern on the quilt with his fingers with empty eyes.

bored...

Needless to say, the atmosphere above the ground floor was simply terrifyingly eerie.

This kind of dream travel is definitely not going to pass.

Jiang Yufeng sighed secretly in his heart, he never expected that this illusion would cause them such a tangled headache.

Song Bihui seems to dislike his old self no matter what, which makes Jiang Yufeng a little bit at a loss as to what to do.

Perhaps this kind of resentment has been around for a long time, so it is so difficult to let go.

He tried several times to ask Song Bihui to get closer to him back then, hoping to resolve all these misunderstandings as soon as possible, and let him go, but it seems that there has been no major development.

He was thinking blankly, but he heard himself on the other side suddenly whisper, "Are you thinking about Song Bihui so much that you can't fall asleep?"

Jiang Yufeng was stumped by this sentence at the moment, he didn't understand, obviously they were each other, their ideas almost matched, why did this person want to expose his shortcoming on purpose?

It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious.

"Then why don't you sleep?" He could only avoid the topic and ask the man.

But "Jiangyu Feng" hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "I feel quite scared, you think they won't fight suddenly, right?"

It turned out that what he was thinking at the time was still this, Jiang Yufeng helplessly covered his eyes.

"Song Bihui should have improved his cultivation these days. If there is a fight, will my palace be easily lost?"

But "Jiangyu Feng" seemed to be so bored that he started to think wildly. He opened his clear eyes and asked the person next to him again in a low voice.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Yufeng wanted to punch each of them and knock them unconscious.

He was really going crazy.