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

The surrounding images flickered, and Shen Zhaozhao knew that the scene was about to change again.

This time, Chu Yu finally did not appear behind her out of nowhere, but stood quietly at the diagonal side of her.

There were cars and horses everywhere, people were flowing, and the brilliant sunshine was shining on the red bricks and green tiles. There were some vendors shouting hard on the east side of the street. A woman with a stunning appearance passed by her with a little boy.

Shen Zhaozhao recognized him immediately. The little boy was Chu Yu, who was about six or seven years old.

"Mom, I want that colorful windmill." The little boy opened his black eyes as bright as stars and looked at the girl expectantly.

Is this woman Chu Yu’s mother?

To be honest, she didn't think the girl looked like a woman given her age.

The woman did not put her hair up like ordinary women, but let her smooth hair fall down on her shoulders. She braided her hair into small braids with many bells hanging on them. They jingled when she walked, making her look playful and lively.

The woman scratched the boy's nose lightly, then took him straight to the windmill stall next to Chu Yu, bought the windmill and handed it to him: "Awen, so you like windmills!"

Shen Zhaozhao walked up to Chu Yu and found that his whole body was shaking.

"Who is Awen? My name is Chu Yu."

The little boy seemed to have received some instructions and repeated Chu Yu's words, but he was not as cold and there was a childishness in his doubt.

The woman frowned slightly, squatted down and touched the little boy's forehead, and said with concern: "Are you confused because of the fever you had a few days ago? Your name is Awen, Xie Jingwen." She emphasized the three words Xie Jingwen.

Xie, Chu Yu laughed coldly, thinking that the woman's words were too ironic. He would never have the last name Xie.

Shen Zhaozhao's thoughts were in a mess, his brain seemed to be tangled in tough threads and he couldn't make any sense of it.

The emotions of the people next to her seemed even more abnormal, and there was even demonic energy surging around them, forcing her to take a few steps back.

Such a strong murderous aura, Chu Yu seemed... out of control.

Shen Zhaozhao made up his mind, endured the pain and rushed into the black air: "Chu Yu, calm down!"

She gritted her teeth, grasped Chu Yu's arms tightly and shook them hard until his blood-red eyes turned back to their original black. He could no longer withstand the powerful demonic power and his consciousness fell into darkness.

A soft warmth rushed into his arms. After a moment of distraction, Chu Yu looked down at the face covered with small scars.

He stared at her silently, his eyes trembling, and finally reached out and put his arm around her waist.

The woman kept emphasizing to the little boy that his name was Xie Jingwen. Veins bulged on Chu Yu's forehead and he summoned the Scarlet Cloud Sword to fly towards the woman and the little boy's necks.

They collapsed directly to the ground, and a ball of white mist emerged from the woman's body and gradually condensed into a human shape.

The phantom demon unleashed its full power, condensing it into claws and attacking Chu Yu's crown, but before it was less than three inches away, the evil spirit strangled its neck.

"How could this be?" The phantom monster's body was very short, and its legs kept swinging in the air.

It is obviously the master of dreams and should be in control of everything, so why hasn't Chu Yu's magic power weakened at all?

Chu Yu laughed, and the emotion in his eyes made people shudder: "This is my dream, so I have the final say."

The phantom demon knew it was no match for him, so it immediately turned into a white dot and struggled to break free from his hand.

Chu Yu opened his eyes and met Shen Zhaozhao's flawless face. They were still in the same position with their foreheads touching each other before they fell asleep.

The phantom demon took advantage of his reaction time and quickly rushed out of the door.

The whole west wing was filled with demonic energy. Xie Yanshu and Gu Qianmeng came out of the room, blocked the way of the phantom demon, and then started fighting.

Chu Yu chased out, glanced at Yu Miaoyi who was hiding at the door to peek at the battle, and said with a smile: "Princess, Shen Zhaozhao is now unconscious, please go and take care of her."

Upon hearing this, Yu Miaoyi patted her chest and assured: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect her." After that, she ran to Shen Zhaozhao's room in a heroic manner.

Chu Yu bent his waist, pretending to be injured, and stood aside watching Xie Yanshu and Huan Yao fighting fiercely.

After all, the phantom monster gathers the power of immortals, demons, humans, and monsters. Its strength should not be underestimated. Gu Qianmeng was soon unable to resist and was knocked away by it, landing right next to Chu Yu.

When she fell heavily to the ground, Chu Yu seemed to react and helped her up with a smile: "Miss Gu, are you okay?"

Thinking that the man in front of her was also her target, Gu Qianmeng smiled at him and replied softly, "Thank you."

Xie Yanshu saw Gu Qianmeng was injured and looked back worriedly. The illusionary demon took advantage of his distraction to launch a sneak attack.

Chu Yu’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He has already severely injured the phantom monster. If Xie Yanshu still can't defeat him, he might as well just eat shit.

The phantom demon seized the opportunity and exerted his maximum demonic power to slash at Xie Yanshu. In the blink of an eye, a sword pierced the phantom demon's chest. It let out a shrill roar and exploded.

Xie Yanshu felt a chill down his spine, realizing that he had nearly lost his life due to his momentary carelessness. He nodded to Chu Yu gratefully.

Chu Yu gave him a standard smile in return, but when Xie Yanshu turned his gaze elsewhere, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, as if covered with frost.

It's really useless and troublesome.

The white spots on the ground gathered silently and rushed into Shen Zhaozhao's room faster than lightning.

The phantom demon had just deliberately let them down their guard, making them think that it had been destroyed. Its demonic power was dissipating like a deflated balloon, and it was already beyond redemption. At this moment, it only wanted revenge.

If it weren't for Shen Zhaozhao, Chu Yu would have lost his mind in the dream, and it would have taken this opportunity to suck away all his magic power, making it impossible for him to wake up again.

But, it’s just a little bit off.

"Help!" Yu Miaoyi's panicked voice came from inside.

Xie Yanshu and Chu Yu's faces changed.

Just now, a cloud of white mist rushed into the room and headed straight for Shen Zhaozhao. Yu Miaoyi closed her eyes and helped her block the heavy blow.

Xie Yanshu's figure flashed and flew into the room.

Seeing this, the phantom monster jumped out of the window, but was hit hard by Chu Yu, and was instantly destroyed.

Only a wisp of golden thread was left floating in the air.

Chu Yu caught his thing, and as soon as the gold thread touched his skin, it disappeared.

Huan Yao saved him in exchange for his love. Since then, Huan Yao has used the power of his love to improve his martial arts.

"Huh." Gu Qianmeng covered her chest and took a deep breath.

Chu Yu's body froze in place.

Oops, he forgot to hide his evil spirit.

Gu Qianmeng was frightened by Chu Yu's cold eyes and collapsed to the ground, muttering to herself: "I don't know anything, I didn't see anything."

In her heart, she was frantically calling out to the system for help.

[System, help me quickly, Chu Yu is a demon! ]

The system made a crackling sound and the line was disconnected.

Staring at Gu Qianmeng's frightened expression, Chu Yu frowned and smiled: "Souls from another world are really interesting, what a pity."

Seeing that the devil's fingertips were already gathering black energy, Gu Qianmeng sat on the ground and backed away, her voice trembling: "Please let me go, I won't tell anyone."

"Junior brother, please go in and check on Zhaozhao." Xie Yanshu carried Yu Miaoyi out. She was injured by the phantom demon and fell into a coma.

He also checked on Shen Zhaozhao's condition. She was mentally unstable, but her condition was better than Yu Miaoyi's.

Chu Yu's murderous intent was interrupted, and he felt extremely annoyed. A sarcastic sneer appeared on his face, and he glanced at Xie Yanshu indifferently.

"Brother Xie, wait for me." Gu Qianmeng ran towards Xie Yanshu as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and went into Yu Miaoyi's room with him.

Chu Yu suppressed his smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes was still there.