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

"I didn't expect that you are the little prince." Cang Lansheng came in front of Chu Yu. He was still smiling, but the sarcasm in his tone was not concealed at all.

Chu Yu's identity was not deliberately concealed.

Cang Lansheng hated this kind of people with connections. Why did he have to work so hard to get out of the abyss? But just because this little brat is a prince, he can break the rule that only one person can come out of the abyss.

"I'm not a prince." Chu Yu's voice was very childish, but his expression was extremely serious.

Cang Lansheng sneered and planned to go back to the group of children.

"Wait." Chu Yu stopped him, seeming a little embarrassed to speak. After a long silence, he said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

"Why do they like you so much?" Chu Yu pointed at the demon children.

He had long discovered that in the Trial Abyss, some children who were strangers to Cang Lan would get along very well with him.

His eyes, as bright as glass, were filled with innocence and doubt, which made Cang Lansheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Look what this is?" Cang Lansheng bared his big white teeth.

Chu Yu said: "Teeth."

Cang Lansheng shook his head: "It's the smile. No matter adults or children, they all like well-behaved children. If you smile at them and show your kindness, they will be happy to get close to you."

Chu Yu curled his lips, trying to imitate his smile, but he couldn't smile.

A smile should only appear when one is happy, but he is not happy at the moment.

“Smile even when you don’t want to?”

Cang Lansheng shrugged: "Yes, smiles are the most deceptive."

"Is that so?" Chu Yu nodded, "Thank you."

Chu Yu began to practice smiling on his own, stubbornly trying to make himself smile.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart paused as he watched this scene.

Was he trying so hard to make himself laugh because he also wanted to gain some kindness from others?

After entering the Trial Abyss, Chu Yu no longer needed to rely on formations all the time. He was able to use the Chiyun Sword, which was longer than his height, with ease.

He and Canglansheng appeared at the last level, and this time there was no ten thousand year old dragon.

Cang Lansheng had suffered a lot of injuries along the way. When he saw Chu Yu who was unharmed, he felt as if he had been slapped in the face, and his expression became a little stiff.

"Come on, it all depends on your ability." He picked up the sword and slashed forward.

Chu Yu had a blank expression on his face, and his eyes were emotionless. With just a slight flash, several sword lights shattered the stone wall behind him.

Cang Lansheng turned his wrist and the sword pointed towards Chu Yu's vitals.

Chu Yu drew his sword to block it, but was smashed hard against the stone wall behind him by the powerful spiritual force.

He covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. Cang Lansheng's sword attacked his vitals again. At the critical moment, Chu Yu suddenly stopped moving, with a dazed expression.

Shen Zhaozhao was very anxious. Why was he dazed at this moment?

Chop him, chop him.

"Fight back." Some people were also anxious.

Shen Zhaozhao looked over and found that Concubine Chen was clenching her sleeves with a nervous look on her face.

It seemed that Concubine Chen had also brought herself into Chu Yu's camp.

An ethereal and cold voice reached his ears: "Kill him. What did I say? Only you can come out of the abyss and kill him."

Chu Yu's expression showed a slight struggle.

The voice continued, "He cut the rope ladder and let you fall into the dragon's mouth. Why are you still hesitating?"

Cang Lansheng did not give Chu Yu a chance to hesitate.

In his opinion, Chu Yu was not concentrating now, which was a good opportunity to kill him.

But before he could pierce his vitals, the next moment, a hole was torn open in his chest by the evil energy.

Cang Lansheng looked at Chu Yu in fear and fell down.

Chu Yu looked at his palm in some surprise. The power that just exploded was too strong, far beyond his expectations.

There was a figure being carried up by a rope ladder at the bottom of the abyss, and the demon children heard the noise and rushed over.

After seeing the face of the person coming up, the joy in their eyes turned into disbelief.

Someone was lying on the open hole, looking down, and asked, "Where's Lansheng?"

"He's dead." Chu Yu's eyes were light and he pursed his lips, "I killed him."

The children began to whisper.

"Who is he? I've never seen him before."

"I heard that this is the daughter of Princess Siyin and a person from the immortal sect, and was only recognized by the Demon Lord a few days ago."

Chu Yu ignored the gossip and walked towards the small attic.

When Fang returned to the attic, he felt something was strange. The higher he went, the more strange it seemed.

It was not until he came to his room, which had been refreshed, that he finally understood what was strange.

"Who are you?" He stared at the woman in blue who was making the bed for him.

He suddenly spoke, startling the woman. She quickly turned around and replied respectfully, "My name is Gan Tang, and I have been ordered to come here to take care of Your Highness' daily life."

The concubine paused while drinking tea and asked, "Gantang?"

Shen Zhaozhao was a little curious: "Does the queen know him?"

The Concubine Chen said, "I can't say I know him, I just heard a little bit about him."

Shen Zhaozhao supported her chin with her hand, blinked, and waited for her to continue.

Concubine Chen was somewhat touched by her cute appearance. She smiled softly and said, "Gan Tang is a low-level demon servant. In the Demon Palace, demon servants drink a kind of poison before taking care of their masters. The poison takes effect once every half a month, and they need to drink their masters' blood."

"I heard that Gan Tang was unwilling to endure the torture of the poison for a long time, so she betrayed His Highness. In the end, His Highness killed her personally. After Gan Tang died, I took care of His Highness."

So this is the relationship. Shen Zhaozhao nodded and continued watching the screen with Chen Fei.

Chu Yu said that he did not need slaves and asked Gan Tang to leave.

After hearing this, Gan Tang was terrified and knelt down, begging, "Your Highness, please don't let me leave. If I can't stay here, I will have to go to the battlefield."

She looked really pitiful, so Chu Yu didn't say anything else, but let her stay.

He walked closer to his bed and found that all the bedding had been changed. His expression changed instantly.

He climbed onto the couch, groping and searching.

Gan Tang asked, "What are you looking for, Your Highness?"

Chu Yu turned his head and asked anxiously and slightly angrily, "Have you seen a yellow warbler?"

"Yes." Gan Tang hurriedly brought in a bird cage from outside, "I saw this yellow warbler squatting at the head of the bed, so I found a bird cage for it."

Chu Yu took the cage and released it.

"It doesn't need to be locked up, it needs to be free."

The yellow oriole flew to the window eaves, shaking its head from side to side, looking both cute and funny.

The snack in the mouth of the Firelight Beast no longer smelled good. It slammed its claws on the table and cried, "The master actually likes such an ugly bird. Obviously, Mouse is his favorite pet."

Shen Zhaozhao spoke the truth: "This little yellow warbler is very cute, not ugly at all."

The Fire Beast glared at her: "Zhao Zhao, you are so disloyal. Shu Shu wants the master to change the mistress."

It has said this so many times that Shen Zhaozhao's ears are almost callused from hearing it.

She smiled and said, "You change, you change."

The scene continued, Chu Yu spent the most relaxed and peaceful days in recent days, but the Demon Lord would not let him stay like this forever.

He wanted to make Chu Yu become cold-blooded, cruel and ruthless.

The Demon Lord began to stain Chu Yu’s Chiyun Sword with blood.

First it was a monster, then a human, and then a captured monk.

If he doesn't listen, he will be punished, and the Demon Lord will cut off the flesh of those monsters and humans in front of him.

"If you were to kill them, they wouldn't suffer this pain."

An octogenarian begged Chu Yu: "Please, give me a quick death."

Chu Yu closed his eyes, not wanting to see the tears on his face and the blood on his body. Finally, the sharp sword pierced his heart.

When the old man collapsed to the ground, Chu Yu's eyelashes trembled uncomfortably.

After killing the first person and breaking through that psychological defense, it became much easier to kill people next time. However, at night, he would be awakened by nightmares. Every time this happened, he would sit with his eyes open until dawn.

Shen Zhaozhao felt as if needles were constantly pricking her heart, making it tight and painful.

He was forced to kill people by the Demon Lord, but he was only five years old at that time.

Silver moonlight filtered through the gap in the window. The little body curled up on the bed. Huang Ying didn't know what was going on. She flew to his side and looked at him with her eyes wide open.

Chu Yu held it in the palm of his hand and stroked it over and over again.

His voice was crisp and tender, and he murmured, "Luckily I have you, little yellow warbler, you must not abandon me."