Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

The young man tilted his head and looked at the person closest to him, and said in a negotiating tone: "Why not give it to you?"

The man's expression relaxed a little, as if he was considering the truth of his words.

Someone else said, "It must be a trick, don't believe him!"

After saying that, he drew his sword and rushed towards Chu Yu. When the sword was about to touch his throat, it was blocked by an extremely oppressive energy wave.

The man was horrified to find that he was not only completely defenseless in front of this man, but also felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his sword slipped to the ground.

He looked hard at the puddle not far away, and his sword-holding arm was soaked in it.

The next moment, his right leg felt cold and a sharp pain immediately arose.

He let out a painful roar, and his desperate wail echoed throughout the dense forest, startling the birds.

His fellow disciples wanted to help him up, but before they could react, they were nailed to the tree, with blood and flesh flying all over their bodies.

Very scary.

The remaining people saw the disciples of other sects die tragically before their eyes, including many who had higher cultivation levels than them. Suddenly, their hair stood on end and they felt like retreating.

"Want to escape?"

Chu Yu shook off the blood on the back of his hand without much care, turned his wrist, and inserted the Chiyun Sword into the ground.

The majestic sword energy swam through the dense forest like a dragon, forming an impenetrable barrier.

It's been too long since I killed anyone.

There was endless madness and murderous intent in his eyes.

After a series of roars and screams, a lot of corpses and body parts piled up in the forest, and dark red blood flowed into the puddles.

The strong smell of blood made him tremble with excitement, his brain became extremely active, magic patterns climbed up his cheeks, and his body was surrounded by black air.

When a disciple of the Immortal Sect saw his appearance, his eyes widened and he said in horror: "Demon... It's a demon!"

Although the older monks were somewhat frightened, they managed to remain calm when they thought of the mission assigned by the sect and said, "Everyone can kill the demon. Kill him and seize the ancient magic weapon."

The older monk frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"His breathing is unstable now. He must have lost his mind. Hurry up."

His cultivation was not weak, and this demon was consumed by murderous intent. It could be vaguely seen that the power in his body did not seem to be generated by himself. It was as if a lot of demonic energy had been injected into him, which was rejected by his body, so this situation occurred.

It was raining heavily, with occasional lightning and thunder. Shen Zhaozhao's shoes and socks were already wet, so he had no choice but to put away his umbrella, use his spiritual power to prop up a water-proof barrier, and continue searching.

"Are we going this way?" she asked the fire beast in her arms in confusion.

Why is Chu Yu running to this desolate mountain area so late at night?

The Fire Beast said, "Of course it is. Rat has a sense of the master, and his aura is just ahead."

But Shen Zhaozhao suddenly stopped leaving. She concentrated and listened carefully. It seemed that something rushed out from the depths of the dense forest.

She quickly recited the magic formula silently, lit the talisman with her spiritual power, and waved it at the creature before it rushed out. However, after seeing that they were just some ordinary birds and beasts, she quickly turned the talisman around and threw it towards the open space.

After seeing that they were not affected, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little puzzled.

Why are these birds and beasts running around at night? Could there be something scary in the dense forest?

At this time, the Firelight Beast was confused: "Hey, why is the master's breath gone?"

When Shen Zhaozhao heard this, he was immediately shocked.

I have lost my breath, what can I do?

She ran into the dense forest holding the Fire Beast. The deeper she went, the more quiet the environment made her scalp tingle.

But now she had no time to be afraid and just wanted to find Chu Yu as soon as possible.

Suddenly she bumped into an invisible force. She reached out and touched it lightly. It was a barrier.

The Fire Beast said, "It is the power of the master."

As she spoke, her nostrils were suddenly filled with a faint scent of blood, which even tended to become stronger and stronger, as if the barrier knew of her arrival and loosened.

The Firelight Beast vaguely sensed something and hurriedly went into the Meteor Ring: "Master doesn't allow Shushu to see these things. I'm leaving first. Zhaozhao, take care of yourself."

After saying this, he consciously closed his five senses, leaving Shen Zhaozhao standing there.

As the barrier shattered, Shen Zhaozhao finally saw the scene clearly.

The young man was covered in blood, standing tall among the visible broken limbs and arms. His headband and a few strands of black hair fluttered in the wind, then stuck sticky to the side of his neck, making his skin look pale.

In front of him lay a monk with half an arm missing, staring at him with a trembling expression.

The demon was also injured just now, and the magic weapons that fell on the ground did not find any trace of magic weapons on his body.

The monk's teeth chattered with pain, and he said angrily, "You lied to us."

The young man held the sword, leaving a long scratch on the ground. He raised his head slightly, his tone very happy.

"You are just too stupid."

A head fell to the ground and blood gushed out.

Shen Zhaozhao was almost frightened to death. She forced herself to hold on to her willpower and let her scream die in her throat. She didn't even know how to breathe.

The words of Concubine Chen began to echo in my ears.

"Your Highness is a murderous lunatic."

A murderous madman.

She was in a low position, and the rain on the ground kept flowing towards her. She looked down and saw red bloodstains on the uppers of her shoes.

Just now, she forgot to gather her spiritual power to build a water-proof barrier, and her body was soaked by the rain.

By now, the fear in her heart began to slowly spread throughout her body.

She didn't want to ask him why he killed so many monks, but cowardly wanted to escape from the murder scene.

Just at this moment, the boy raised his eyes and looked in her direction.

Caught off guard, their eyes met.

"Zhaozhao, you're here."

The young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a self-satisfied smile spreading out from the corners of his eyes, without the slightest bit of awkwardness or discomfort of being caught in the act of killing.

She froze. She clearly wanted to escape, but her steps were heavy and she didn't dare to take a step.

He walked towards her, and when his fingers were about to reach her, she subconsciously took a step back.

"Why are you running?" He held her back, his smile still on his face, but his eyes were a little cold. His gaze fell on her shoes and he frowned, "They're dirty."

Shen Zhaozhao remained silent.

Why pay attention to her shoes at this time?

She was a little scared and angry at the same time.

She suppressed the trembling in her body and asked him, "Why did you kill these monks?"

There has to be a reason to kill someone.

Chu Yu stared at her pale face, his palms resting on her slightly trembling shoulders.

He did not answer but asked: "Are you afraid of me like this?"

Every reaction of hers showed that he was asking questions knowing the answer.

He said, "I removed the barrier on purpose, just to let you see it."

At first, he almost lost control of his mind, but during the killing process, he was very clear-headed.

Shen Zhaozhao grabbed his hand, a little tight: "Why?"

He wanted to show his true self in front of her and wondered if she would like Chu Yu like this.

The young man tilted his head, put her hand on his face, and stroked it inch by inch: "I've wanted to ask you for a long time, you like me and treat me well, is it because of the me in the previous life?"

Although he was still gentle, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and Shen Zhaozhao wanted to retract his hand.

Chu Yu said: "Go ahead, Senior Sister."

He already called her Senior Sister, and was obviously angry. Shen Zhaozhao didn't dare not answer: "That's how it was at first."

Chu Yu smiled: "So from the beginning to the end, you have always liked the gentle and harmless me. I have no memory, why do you think I am the person in my previous life?"

Shen Zhaozhao: "I..."

He stopped her in a somewhat overbearing manner: "You are not allowed to speak."

What you say at this time must be something he doesn't want to hear.

The corners of his eyes turned red, his chest rose and fell irregularly, and his body became a little unstable.

Shen Zhaozhao hurriedly supported him and asked worriedly, "Is the injury to his abdomen getting worse? Or is it a new injury? Let's go back and find Daoist Jiang."

But he gently pushed her away and left in silence, his slender figure swallowed by the darkness.

"Chu Yu!"

Shen Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment. He disappeared so quickly. She chased him a few steps but didn't even see his back.