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

But even a useless person like her actually became the host of Yu Ruyi.

Haha.

Smiling is uglier than crying.

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't help but think back to what Sect Leader Xie had asked them about during the day.

The news of the appearance of the ancient magic weapon spread like wildfire and reached the ears of the immortals. It happened that Xie Qingyao was accompanying Fang Ying in Penglai at that time.

Many small sects were dissatisfied with the Qingwei Sect's dominance over the years, and did not inform the sect of this matter. Instead, they secretly formed a small group to search for the traces of the magic weapon.

However, the magic weapon was not found and many disciples died, so he reported the matter to Sect Master Xie.

Xie Qingyao naturally knew that they were deliberately concealing the truth in order to establish their own authority, so he was reluctant to agree to help them eradicate the demons.

He summoned her and Xie Yanshu today to discuss the whereabouts of the magic weapon.

Fortunately, not many people knew that the magic weapon was with her. If she left rashly now, she would definitely be suspected.

All she can do now is to keep quiet and keep it secret for the time being.

After the demon clan issue is resolved, she will look for a suitable opportunity to go down the mountain to seek a solution.

Shen Zhaozhao was in a complicated mood.

She held down Chu Yu's hand that was rubbing her hair, raised her head and stared into his eyes seriously: "You killed those sect disciples for me, right?"

Chu Yu pursed his lips and said, "Now that the news of the magic weapon has spread, it is a hidden danger if it remains in your body."

"I've heard there's a way to remove the Jade Ruyi without causing any harm to the host, but I haven't found it yet. Maybe the scope is too narrow. After a while, we'll travel around and look for a way to crack it."

Shen Zhaozhao nodded, his eyes clear:

"I think so too. By then, we will no longer be involved in the affairs of immortals and demons. We will eat all the delicacies in the world, enjoy all the beautiful scenery in the world, and just be an ordinary couple..."

She bit her lip in time, slapped her head in annoyance, and her fair cheeks slowly turned red.

Chu Yu's breathing stagnated.

Her dark, bright eyes were filled with him, and he was also in her future plans.

His eyes were dark and deep, and he tried to tease her: "Ordinary what?"

Shen Zhaozhao covered her face and said nothing. She only felt the young man's slender fingers moving through her ink-black hair and tying it into a bun.

She moved her fingertips down, revealing her eyes in distinct black and white.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yu took out the wooden box, inside of which lay a pair of jade hairpins engraved with butterfly patterns.

I don’t know what material it is made of, but it is crystal clear and it spontaneously flashes circles of light.

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't help but exclaim: "How beautiful! Where did you buy it?"

Chu Yu took out the jade hairpins, pinned them on her hair, one on each side, and tapped her forehead lightly, looking quite proud.

"I did this."

Such an exquisite jade hairpin must have taken him a lot of time and effort.

Shen Zhaozhao said guiltily: "But I didn't prepare any gifts."

Chu Yu sat next to her and took out a piece of red paper.

Shen Zhaozhao took a closer look and found that it was the marriage certificate they wrote in the illusion.

He actually brought out the marriage certificate? !

"Do you recognize this marriage certificate?"

The boy's words sounded aggressive, but the ending of his voice rose, and there was a hint of coquettishness in them.

Shen Zhaozhao was a little confused: "... admit it, what's wrong?"

He came closer, the smile on his face gradually deepening.

"This jade hairpin is my betrothal gift to you. Of course, it's more than that. I've already told my master, and he will tell your master about this. I want to marry you."

Shen Zhaozhao's heart was beating fast, and she couldn't help but touch the jade hairpin behind her head. It was made of cold jade, but her fingertips felt inexplicably hot.

His eyelids were slightly lowered, with thick eyelashes drooping underneath them. His gaze was unspeakably gentle, and his clear voice was seductive.

"Then we will become a real couple as you said."

Shen Zhaozhao blushed deeply, but still retained a trace of rationality.

"There are still many things that have not been resolved. Why not wait until everything is settled?"

Chu Yu lifted her up and held her on his lap, then leaned over and kissed her, but left immediately, his voice soft and low.

“It doesn’t matter.”

If it doesn't happen quickly, there might be more unexpected events in the future, and he is worried.

His bony fingers lifted a strand of her black hair and gently brushed it across her neck, and he said in a blatantly naughty way:

"I don't care. You promised me, and Master also promised me. We can't go back on our word."

Shen Zhaozhao was ticklish, so he smiled and shrank his neck to avoid it.

"Go, go, go."

Only then did he stop.

The breath gradually approached, and she was pecked again. As he was turning, he wanted to go further, and she quickly reached out to cover his face.

"Okay, you should go back."

Chu Yu pulled her hand down, looking quite resentful: "It's still early."

Shen Zhaozhao jumped out of his arms, walked to his bookshelf, rubbed his forehead, and was very troubled.

"I don't know where I put the portraits of my parents. I searched for an entire afternoon but couldn't find them. I'm thinking of looking for them again."

Chu Yu stood up and walked over.

"I'll accompany you."

The two searched for a long time and finally found the portrait in a relatively hidden place on the top floor.

Shen Zhaozhao spread it out, wiped the dust off it, and stroked the faces of the two people in the portrait, his face full of nostalgia.

She unfolded the portrait completely in front of Chu Yu and introduced it softly, "This is my father and mother, and he is my Taoist partner, Chu Yu."

Chu Yu's gaze stayed on the man's face in the painting, with a slightly surprised expression.

"Zhao Zhao." He suddenly called out with a complicated expression, "I... have met your father."

Shen Zhaozhao was surprised, "When?"

Chu Yu said: "Four years ago, in a cave not far from Qingwei Sect, his consciousness remained in a piece of stone."

"It was he who asked me to come to Qingwei Sect and follow Xie Yanshu down the mountain to find the fragments of the Floating and Sinking Realm."

Her father was good at fortune-telling and could see some of the secrets of the world, but because it would shorten his lifespan and prevent him from predicting the future of himself and his family, he rarely did fortune-telling later on.

According to Chu Yu, her father had predicted the future for Chu Yu before, so he told her about it when the two met.

Her father did meet with danger in the cave, but how could they tell her that the place where her father was injured by the black bear was the small bamboo forest outside the cave.

The dreams woven by the phantom demon are both true and false.

If the dream is true, then everything she has believed to be true for all these years is false.

The remains of her father were swallowed by a black bear. She was still young at the time and had no way of finding out the truth, so naturally she believed whatever they said.

Shen Zhaozhao's face turned pale, and familiar yet unfamiliar faces flashed through his mind.

Who on earth is it?

Chu Yu held her trembling shoulders.

Shen Zhaozhao bit her lip and looked up at him, feeling a little confused and at a loss.

"My father seemed to have been murdered, but I don't know who."

He patted her back to soothe her, and after she fell asleep, he flew straight to the cave on his sword.

Chu Yu searched carefully, not missing any corner, but unfortunately there was no consciousness attached to the stone.

Except for the white stone he found hidden among a pile of stones, all traces had long been erased.

Chu Yu's eyes darkened slightly.