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

"Is Song Yulan here?"

The voice was cautious, and the owner of the voice was breathing heavily, seeming a little anxious.

Yu Zhao looked at the senior sister on the bed opposite. He was looking for her. He saw Song Yulan performing a three-step layup and then locked the doors and windows directly in front of him, pinching his nose and saying.

"Song Yulan is not here. You've found the wrong room."

With a "click", the window was pushed open and a muscular arm stretched out first. Song Yulan leaned against the window and blocked it with his body.

"Ye Qingshan, fuck you, I've already said we're done, how dare you come to me?" She even strained her nostrils, the window made a "clicking" sound, and the owner of the arm let out a distorted scream.

The young man named Ye Qingshan felt a little aggrieved. "I already said I didn't break your scabbard. Can't you just listen to my excuses?"

"We've broken up, don't look for me!" Song Yulan slapped his arm even harder. Every time he looked for her, nothing good happened.

He is willing to endure hardships with you, provided that you don't ask where the hardships come from.

"How can our iron triangle friendship be severed so easily? A triangle is a stable thing. How can we survive without you?"

"Don't give me that." Song Yulan took a deep breath, grabbed his arm and twisted it twice. "I don't care if it's a triangle or a square. I'll be thankful if you stay away from me."

Ye Qingshan's fingers were scratching the wall stubbornly, and the friction between his nails and the wall made a harsh sound, like the sound of peeling sugarcane, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

Looking at the fingers scraping on the wall, Leng Quanyi's lips were pale and her limbs were stiff. She seemed to see bloodstains all over the wall in the dim room. She breathed in the air deeply and trembled a little.

She felt as if her throat was filled with dry firewood, which could burn her throat at any time.

Yu Zhao sensed something was wrong and reached out to pat her face, but the girl didn't react at all, as if she was trapped in some nightmare.

At this moment, the dilapidated window could no longer withstand the destruction of the two people. With a "clang", the two people fell to the ground. A big hole suddenly appeared in the room, and the cold wind rushed in, choking people and making them cough.

A powerful suction force surged in, and the items in the house flew out in an instant.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the two people on the ground stood up awkwardly, squatted down with their hands on their heads, and said in unison.

"Song Yulan, we really didn't mean it."

One of them was dressed in rags, but his face was relatively clean, handsome and elegant, looking very scholarly.

The other man stood still like a mountain, his eyes tightly closed, his face determined as he turned the Buddhist beads in his hand. He always believed that as long as he didn't speak, the war would not reach him.

The cold wind blew against her face. Song Yulan raised her foot and wanted to kick the two people out. "That's enough. I told you not to look for me. Don't you understand me?"

She raised her voice a few notches, her voice growing more angry. The most important thing was, "Also, don't call me by my name!"

The two men looked up as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and spoke in unison, "Alright, Golden Horn Swordsman!"

When the three of them were traveling in the world of immortal cultivation, they had a resounding reputation and were well-known in several villages. The name of the Iron Triangle was not groundless.

Golden Horned Swordsman: Song Yulan.

Silver-Horned Buddhist Son: Zhen Wuqing.

Iron Horns and Iron Hands: Ye Qingshan.

Looking at Song Yulan scolding the two and waving a mace, Yu Zhao was also amazed. He didn't expect to see the second form of the senior sister.

Turning around, I saw that my junior sister's complexion had returned to normal.

"Junior sister, what happened just now?"

Suddenly his complexion became strange.

A little cold sweat appeared on the tip of Leng Quanyi's nose. She leaned on Yu Zhao's legs, her long black hair covering most of her face. She bent her body and said nothing. It took her a long time to recover, and then she spoke weakly.

"Senior Sister...I'm sleepy."

Yu Zhao pursed his lips slightly, took out a small blanket from the storage bag, and carefully covered her with it. His fingers with light calluses fell on her head and gently rubbed it, then tucked her loose hair behind her ears.

"Go to sleep, Senior Sister is here."

Song Yulan glanced at them out of the corner of her eye, then grabbed the two men's ears and pulled them up, whispering, "Go, fix the window first."

"Keep quiet, or I'll beat you to death."

The whole thing made quite a loud noise.

The two men felt relieved and crawled to their feet. They were quite good at doing things with their hands and fixed the window in no time. They huddled in the corner without saying a word.

It seems that the three of them suffered a lot after being separated.

A trace of imperceptible pity flashed in Song Yulan's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. Three times the limit is enough, and she really couldn't stand them anymore.

When she met Yu Zhaolun's gaze, she sighed and told him the past.

When the three of them travel, it's like going through a tribulation.

Instead of sleeping at night, the two of them went out to catch grasshoppers in the middle of the night. They poked a hornet's nest and stung her face in her sleep. They went out to catch water ghosts and these two fools also caught jellyfish. As a result, they attracted the ancestor of the ghost. The three of them were chased for three days and three nights.

I drifted on the sea for seven days and seven nights before I successfully reached the shore. I was almost getting rheumatoid arthritis due to the dampness.

The young lady of the Zhang family was captured, and they accepted the bounty to rescue her. The person was rescued, but Ye Qingshan secretly flirted with the girl and forced her to marry him, which caused a lot of uproar.

Not only did the three of them fail to collect the bounty, they were also kicked out and even banned from the entire bounty industry in the Northern Territory, and they have been unable to receive any extra income ever since.

Later, he broke her scabbard. The uncle could tolerate this, but the aunt could not.

In a fit of anger, the three of them dispersed without saying a word.

Finally, she no longer wanted to "go through tribulations" and returned to Qingcheng Sect, continuing to be her eldest sister, commanding her younger brothers, oh different sects, and dominating the area.

After listening to her story, Yu Zhao swallowed his saliva. This wasn't a teammate at all; she was simply a living ancestor.

Cui Yu, who transformed into a blue bird, curled up into a ball, quietly staying under the girl's palm, enjoying her massage, blinking peacefully.

From a distance, it looked like a green ball of fur. Ye Qingshan's eyes lit up and he drooled. He hadn't eaten for three days and had been wandering the streets.

What a fat chicken.

He lowered his eyes. It was a pity that it was someone else's pet. Judging from its color and appearance, it might have the potential to advance from a spiritual beast to a divine beast.

Although he didn't dare to move, the look in his eyes was not friendly at all.

How dare you covet his body, you rude youngster.

Cui Yu slowly opened his eyes, a light purple mist filled them, and a powerful pressure hit his soul. Ye Qingshan, who was standing in the corner with a stool in his hand as punishment, suddenly jumped up and crawled to hide behind Zhen Wuqing.

Song Yulan walked up to him, grabbed his ears, and laughed angrily, "What's wrong now?"

"That chicken...he..."

Something is wrong!

This spirit is not like a chicken.

It's more like...those old monsters living in seclusion in the mountains.

He quickly shut up when he encountered a dangerous and oppressive gaze. Song Yulan's forehead jumped, and she took out a durian shell from her storage bag, made him kneel straight on it, and said sinisterly:

"What do you mean by chicken? You have no manners at all. You should call me Senior Bluebird and hold your head high. If you dare to move again, I will kick you both down and feed you to the wild beasts."

Elder Cui Yu’s spiritual pet is the big red bird in front of him, so naturally he has to address it as “senior”.