Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

Shen Yuzhuo suddenly turned around and glanced at Yu Zhao. His resentment could feed a dozen evil sword immortals.

It was that familiar murderous aura again. Although Yu Zhao had gained a lot, she could still accept his murderous look. Even if he rolled his eyes at her, she could still force herself to look at him with satisfaction.

She smiled confidently, her face full of sunshine.

Shen Yuzhuo's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his temples throbbed. He felt that he had vented all the anger in his life and could never vent anymore.

Out of sight, out of mind. The more he saw her smile happily, the more annoyed he became.

In the dim light, the cool and clear cheeks were particularly eye-catching. The skin was fair, and at this moment, because of anger, there was a thin layer of sweat on the high nose bridge.

Yu Zhao was fearless and continued to stare at him. As long as he made any movement, she would take the initiative to seize the opportunity.

She is now a little jealous of this great luck.

Looking at Shen Yuzhuo was like seeing a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, but now the fat sheep, oh no, Shen Yuzhuo was a little angry.

Thinking of the sticky candy that had been in the storage bag for two years, Yu Zhao decided to make rational use of the resources and took it out of the storage bag after a while.

In fact, she didn't like eating this kind of sticky food, but she bought it for no reason when she saw it. Then she and her junior sister didn't eat it, so she kept it and it was almost covered in dust.

Looking at the oil-paper bag in front of him, Shen Yuzhuo lowered his eyes and looked at her, "What?"

He was very suspicious, wondering if there was some kind of poison involved.

"I'll treat you to a meal." Yu Zhao smiled and looked normal. Shen Yuzhuo didn't take it at first, as he was a little afraid that she was up to something again.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you afraid of this little piece of taffy?" The girl's eyes were gentle, and her beautiful eyes fell into Shen Yuzhuo's eyes, like drizzling raindrops, continuous and dense.

A breeze blew, and the hair fluttered slightly.

When there is something to do, ask Fellow Daoist Shen; when there is nothing to do, ask Shen Yuzhuo.

He thought he had seen through her.

Yu Zhao flipped his wrist and shook the oil-paper bag, making it creak.

Shen Yuzhuo on the opposite side took the oil paper bag, reached in to take out a piece, and threw it into his mouth as if in a fit of anger. The toffee was a bit sticky and greasy, but he had hardly ever eaten it.

He realized belatedly that he seemed to have fallen for her provocation. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and then he covered his painful right eye tightly, and the things in front of him became blurred.

A clear female voice filled my head.

"Don't be afraid, little stone. Stand up and don't cry. I'll buy you some candy later."

"You're going to be the world's number one swordsman in the future! Stop crying."

"Little Stone, grow up quickly. Then it will be your turn to carry me, okay?"

The air in his chest slowly decreased, Shen Yuzhuo's fingertips trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but tighten the oil paper bag. His dark eyes under his messy hair were like a cold pond in March.

His mind was wavering, his heart sword was trembling, or to be more precise, he was wailing.

He covered his eyes, grabbed Yu Zhao's sleeve tightly with one hand, and pulled it hard, almost crushing it.

His eyes were as cold as frost as he demanded, "Who are you?"

If it happened once, it could be considered a coincidence. But if it happened twice or three times, he could even meet her in his dreams. Her gentle words made his heart beat fast.

He couldn't see the road ahead, nor could he see who she was, but wherever Yu Zhao appeared, the sound would become more frequent.

Yu Zhao was stunned. She didn't know what had happened, so she invited him to have something to eat to improve his favorability so that it would be easier to team up with him next time to get some benefits.

Unexpectedly, while he was eating, he suddenly covered his eyes with a look of pain on his face.

It has been in the storage bag for two years. The time inside is still, so it should not have expired.

Yu Zhao felt that it was not her problem, so she grabbed a little flesh on the back of his hand away from the bone, and then rotated it 360 degrees to let him let go smoothly.

"I'm Yu Zhao, don't you know? We met two years ago."

"What else?" Shen Yuzhuo still wanted to ask something else. His eyes were upturned, his lips were slightly pursed, and with the light on, he looked like he was interrogating a criminal.

Yu Zhao stood up with goosebumps all over his body. He didn't know what kind of inhuman treatment he had experienced in the sect. He felt that he was a little mentally abnormal.

"I suggest you find a doctor to take a good look at it."

While speaking, she also nodded her head with her index finger. It was no longer a hint, but an explicit statement.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuzhuo raised his eyes slightly, his eyes red, staring at her closely, "I've seen the doctor, he said there's no problem."

Then why pull her?

She is a sword practitioner who can only chop people but not save them or cure illnesses.

It would be okay if she just cut it once.

"Then let's change someone with better medical skills." Yu Zhao glanced at him indifferently, walked around him and walked in front.

Shen Yuzhuo is an unlucky person. He gets angry even if he eats a piece of sticky candy.

The young man behind her looked down at his palms with a confused look in his eyes. It was obvious that the evil eye could record everything, so even if he reversed time and space, he would not lose his memory.

Apart from……

The separated soul has some memories.

His eyes were dark and he gritted his teeth, certain that Zhuo must have been hiding something and had said some strange things in the red moon at that time.

The other evil eye is in his place.

This is precisely the reason why his heart sword is unstable.

And what Sima Ming said to him before he left was that even if he went back, he would not be able to get what he wanted.

There was something he didn't know.

…………

A light mist floated around his feet. Yu Zhao walked steadily on the single-plank bridge, and the dark hem of his clothes rustled in the strong wind.

She lowered her eyes and took a look. Although the sea seemed calm, there was actually an undercurrent. Strange black shadows moved around from time to time, and ethereal strange cries could be heard occasionally.

Shen Yuzhuo, who was behind him, was absent-minded and his steps were a little unsteady.

Yu Zhao was worried that he would wander around aimlessly and accidentally step on something, so he kindly wanted to remind him, "You..."

As soon as she said a word, the wooden bridge began to creak, as if it was a warning. She immediately shut up and the bridge returned to calm.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally nothing unexpected happened.

"Yu Zhao, I want to see Zhuo." Shen Yuzhuo gave her a blow with his unique voice. The single-plank bridge made a cracking sound and then disappeared.

Yu Zhao, who was free falling in the air, raised his leg and kicked it directly without any hesitation.

"Shen Yuzhuo, I ****"

As the insults rang out, the "single-plank bridge" slowly emerged from the water. It was not a single-plank bridge, but the neck of a green, long-haired turtle. It blinked its eyes and retracted its neck.

Gululu slowly dived into the deep water.

There were two "thumps" as they landed on the ground, one in front and one behind.

The green lake water ripples with trembling water.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Zhao broke out of the water, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water. Seeing that there was one less person around, he had to dive into the water again and pick up the landlubber Shen Yuzhuo.

Yu Zhao was a little patient with this athlete who couldn't even make the starting lineup at the Paralympics, and dragged him ashore.

Using spiritual power to wring out his clothes, Yu Zhao noticed that the shore was made up of stacked colorful stones. It was so colorful and gaudy that it hurt his eyes.

What is this place?