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

A powerful pressure came from the bottom of the cliff, and a transparent light wave gradually expanded, becoming extremely conspicuous in the moonlight.

boom--

Yu Zhao's eyes lost focus for a moment, and she suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if someone had pried open her head and was working with an electric drill.

The cold and soft fingertips fell on her brow, and the silvery-white spiritual power wrapped around her entire body like cotton.

"Close your eyes and calm your mind." Cui Yu lowered his eyes, and his other hand moved on her back, as if drawing a complicated rune.

Yu Zhao suddenly felt her mind clear, and she slowly opened her eyes after breathing steadily. The faint scent of apricot blossoms enveloped her, which was the scent of her master.

The young man's black hair fell down on his neck, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled slightly.

She was still hanging on her master like a pendant. Realizing that something was wrong, Yu Zhao tiptoed down to the ground.

Cui Yu beside him pinched the fabric of his sleeves with a bit of disappointment. Did his disciple not like him hugging her, or was it that the strength in his hands was too strong and hurt her?

Now both of them were on the edge of the cliff, only Shen Yuzhuo was still standing there. Yu Zhao looked up and was about to call him to pull them up.

The transparent light waves gradually spread, and she had a bad premonition. Sure enough, the next second, the boy above her lost his focus and fell to the ground.

There were some messy rubbles around, and Yu Zhao was stopped when she wanted to grab his hand. Just as she was shocked, Shen Yuzhuo was hanging directly on the branches below. The dry branches were shaking, which stopped him from falling.

Yu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and silently withdrew his hand. As expected, there was a law that the protagonist could not die, and there were branches to stop him from falling off the cliff.

She stretched out her hand, trying to pull the person up.

Her waist was restrained by a big hand, preventing her from bending down. Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking that her master was holding her because he was afraid that she would fall, but the arm exerted a little more force and became tighter and tighter.

She couldn't pull Shen Yuzhuo at all.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The moonlight was like water, shining on the young man's hair. Through the white gauze, Cui Yu stared at the girl, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something.

Yu Zhao only felt that the palm on his waist turned from warm to slightly cold, and he felt that his master was suddenly unhappy.

Hiss, is she too heavy and Master can’t hold her?

The young man remained silent for a long while, his thin lips curled up slightly, which made people feel cold all over. The thousands of words he had been brewing finally turned into one sentence, "Just let him hang."

Falling is best.

Yu Zhao glanced at the cracked branch that had been crushed. He was not light either, and now one foot had stepped into the temple of Hades. She whispered, "Let's pull him up."

There seemed to be something below. She smelled a bloody smell mixed with a fishy stench, which spread up through the thick clouds and mist, making her eyes hurt.

I can smell it from such a distance, it must be something bad down there.

"He... is important?"

The area of ​​the raised rock was not very large, and the distance between the two was quite close. Cui Yu only needed to stretch out his arms to embrace the girl again. He tried to make his tone sound more normal, as he was testing Shen Yuzhuo's position in Yu Zhao's heart.

If it's important, kill it.

If it is not important, then it should be killed.

He couldn't find any reason to keep him alive for the time being. Shen Yuzhuo was from heaven, and this was an unchangeable fact.

Those immortals...

Yu Zhao didn't know why his master asked this. Shen Yuzhuo was equivalent to a wish. What was important was the wish itself, not Shen Yuzhuo.

Comparing the two, the master is definitely more important.

But there are some things she can't say, this is her little secret with chopped pepper fish head.

Yu Zhao lied calmly, pretending to be a good person. "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Whether it's him or anyone else, I will save them."

She felt a little guilty about what she said. In fact, some people cannot be saved. They are like poisonous snakes that bite people.

But Cui Yu understood that Shen Yuzhuo was no different from an ordinary person, nothing special. On second thought, if the caster of the reversal technique he had unlocked died, it was unknown whether his soul would be shattered again.

Everything is unknown.

Let's observe for a while first. If the situation is not right, use dozens of formations to smash Shen Yuzhuo to pieces, and then take your disciple to live in the demon world.

After all, he is a high priest, which is higher than the elders of a small sect.

After some consideration, Cui Yu relented and pushed her aside, "I'll pull him, you're not strong enough."

Shen Yuzhuo is a man, he can't get over this hurdle. If you pull him, you may have to hold his hand, which is equivalent to holding hands, which is not acceptable.

Weak strength...

The expression on Yu Zhao's face froze for a moment. She had been moving those thousand-pound rocks in the back mountain for a month, and they were moved every day. Her strength had been trained up a long time ago, and it was no problem for her to do squats while holding her junior sister in one hand.

I wonder when the master developed some strange filter for her? Or do all masters in the world view their disciples in this way?

That's unknown.

Just as Cui Yu leaned over, the protruding rocks under his feet began to gradually collapse.

Something at the bottom of the cliff started making strange noises again.

Rumble--

In desperation, Yu Zhao grabbed Cui Yu's sleeve, causing the rock to break faster. The dead branches below lost their roots and support.

The three people and the bird felt empty and fell to the ground.

Yu Zhao suddenly heard a shrill scream and then lost consciousness.

The three people at the bottom of the cliff were lying in a mess. Cui Yu was the first to wake up. When he saw Yu Zhao lying on Shen Yuzhuo's chest, his eyebrows jumped and he silently pulled the person over.

If the disciple wanted to lie down, he had to lie on his chest. This was his last act of stubbornness.

Fortunately, he activated the spiritual power protection shield before falling, which reduced the speed of his descent. Neither of them was injured, but they were shocked by the strange sound and fell into a coma for a short time.

The clouds at the bottom of the cliff seemed to carry some kind of violent hurricane, and the surrounding rocks were blown by the hurricane, forming messy scratches.

As he stroked the girl's cheek, the young man's face gradually softened. A living disciple was still better, with a slightly warm temperature, soft skin, and shallow breathing.

Not a cold, temperatureless corpse.

A violent coughing sound came from the bottom of the cliff, as if the person was going to cough out all his internal organs.

Cui Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not caring about the blood stains on his hair. He swallowed all the blood foam in his mouth and hugged Yu Zhao carefully, as if he was treating some fragile porcelain.

"My dear disciple, this time you must have a smooth life. Master will always protect you."

forever.

The night wind blew, and the dark bottom of the cliff was filled with clouds and mist, with a drop of crystal water sparkling.

The hurricane was howling, and Yu Zhao curled up in a ball in some anxiety. When she woke up again, she saw a sharp horn with a metallic luster and barbs on it.

Look further down...

The cold animal eyes were staring at her with a faint smile. Rather than an ordinary smile, it looked more like an exaggerated imitation and had an incongruous and strange feeling.

Yu Zhao felt cold all over, and could only see the pupils in front of him blink.

My eardrum seemed to be shattered. I could only feel pain and couldn't hear any sound.