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

Cui Yu pursed her lips and said nothing. The temperature around her dropped a few degrees.

Yu Zhao suddenly felt something was wrong and decided to remedy the situation. He tentatively asked, "Master, do you mind the word 'old'?"

The young man stared into her clear eyes and asked, "Do you mind?"

She didn't expect her master to ask this. After all, it was her master who was angry, not her. She was quite respectful to her master. She saluted and greeted him respectfully, doing everything right.

Unpredictable.

Yu Zhao thought for a moment and shook his head. "No matter what Master is like, he is still my Master. That will never change. I will always be filial to you."

She always felt sorry for her master in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, as she did not take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life. Now that she has a master, she will do her best to make up for it.

She seemed to be ready to sacrifice her life and shed her blood, and go through fire and water for her master.

The word "respect" was almost engraved on his forehead so that he could see it all the time.

Cui Yu finally realized something was wrong, his temples were throbbing. This was not the kind of feeling he wanted, where one should treat an elder with care and support until the end of his life!

It's totally distorted.

He was very upset, but Yu Zhao continued to output.

"I always remember the teachings of Senior Bluebird, keep them in mind, and always implement the concept of respecting teachers."

The young man looked at the dead Bluebird in surprise, pulled it up and walked to the corner for a small meeting. Cui Yu gritted his teeth and said sinisterly, "What did you say to your disciple?!"

What about respecting teachers and taking care of the elderly and seeing them to the end of their lives? Does he need these old-fashioned and pedantic things?

There are so many surprises that he doesn't know about.

"I'm helping you, Mountain Master!" Bluebird complained, tears welling up in her eyes. "Master-disciple relationships aren't popular in the world of immortal cultivation anymore. Times have changed, and we have to keep pace with the times!"

He really wanted to help the mountain master.

He smiled awkwardly and said firmly, "Perhaps, possibly, there is a slight discrepancy between the two of us. After all, there is an age gap, a generation gap."

"How about I help you talk about it again? After all, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first."

Cui Yu rejected him outright, "No thanks."

He said it once, and his disciple had been "filially respectful" to him for two years. What if he said it again?

Glancing at Yu Zhao, who was staring blankly there with a look of wanting to eavesdrop, Qingniao looked at Shen Yuzhuo cunningly and whispered in Cui Yu's ear, "Mountain Master, let me tell you, he's the only one who's young, healthy, and handsome."

"Aside from that face, he's useless. His brain isn't very good either. I wonder if he got fooled by that old guy from Haoyun Sect."

"You said before that Zhuo is his spirit, and that the two are essentially one person."

Bluebird narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surging in his eyes. "Do you want me to secretly bury him alive? If I kill him, there will be no one left to fight for."

Just like a lottery, just empty the card pool.

Of course he did, but Cui Yu still had his wits about him at the moment. He frowned and said, "I'll get rid of him after I confirm some things. There's no rush now."

"Master, I'm not saying this," said Qingniao seriously. "Why don't you change your identity and go to Yu girl? She's very stubborn. If you say you like her, she'll definitely be scared and run down the mountain overnight."

"Didn't she have a fox identity before? She was quite fond of it and kept asking me which cave the white fox had gone to live in. After they developed a good relationship, she transformed directly into a human form. Wouldn't that solve all the problems?"

When he thought about how he turned into a fox and lost his mind, and rolled around in front of his disciple and begged for a hug, he didn't dare to think about it. He felt so embarrassed.

Cui Yu considered himself an upright person and didn't want to get into all this trouble. He stroked his forehead and said, "No need. I'll find another way."

What he has the most is time. Some things need to be done slowly, and slow work produces fine results.

At present, there is only one "wise" Shen Yuzhuo. Although he is not likable, there is always a faint sense of security when seeing him.

After the small meeting, several people gathered together for a large meeting, with the Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit acting as the interpreter. Earth Dragon lowered his head and rubbed his hands, mumbling a long speech. The Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit nodded in agreement from time to time, his eyes somewhat complicated.

"Come on, what are you hesitating about? Do you still want to go out?" Shen Yuzhuo's long and thick eyelashes trembled, urging him.

He was a little puzzled as to why the Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit was staring at him as if he had eaten a fly. What was there that couldn't be said?

The Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit stood in awe, his eyes cold, "Shen Yuzhuo, if you could get out, would you be willing to do anything?"

"Of course I am willing." Shen Yuzhuo lowered his eyes calmly, "The most serious thing is just a little bleeding and a few broken bones, which are all minor problems."

He has to go back to the sect.

The earth dragon's complexion...

Yu Zhao hugged his knees, blinking his eyes, and couldn't think of an adjective for a moment.

The look in Dilong's eyes...could be considered shy.

Combined with the fact that the earth dragon in front of him gave Shen Yuzhuo a good thing when they just met, and the pale and pitiful look of the wandering dragon sword spirit, as if it had been dead for three days.

An idea exploded in my mind.

Yu Zhao shuddered all over and immediately shrank to the side.

The floating dragon sword spirit tried to speak in a normal tone and held Shen Yuzhuo's shoulder with one hand, "Can I let you marry someone? Oh no, marry an earth dragon."

Shen Yuzhuo gripped the hilt tightly and remained silent for three seconds, his mind in a turmoil. Then he flew into a rage and jumped up on the spot, "Say it again, who the hell are you going to marry?"

"Don't you know that you can't get married if you are ruthless?"

"She's still a little princess, you won't suffer any loss." It was difficult to hold back his laughter, and the Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit's face turned red. "It's just a marriage, not a bridal chamber."

The young man's eyes suddenly widened, and the anger in his heart was about to burst out of his body.

The earth dragon was squatting not far away, raising his head to look at him from time to time, and then lowering his head to grab his handkerchief. Although his beloved had no horns on his head and no tail behind him, his skin was white.

It didn't fit Dilong's aesthetic of horns and dark skin, but she still liked it.

In the eyes of a loving dragon, Xi Shi appears to be a beauty.

she does not mind.