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

Shen Yuzhuo stepped forward and pulled Yu Zhao aside.

The young man half leaned against the tree trunk, his black robe fluttering and his hair spinning. "Breaking the formation isn't difficult, but I need you to do it. I'll teach you."

Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows and told the truth, "I don't have any talent in formation cultivation."

Fighting and killing is okay.

"No need, just do as I say." Shen Yuzhuo looked at her with a gentle smile. A broken halo shone in his light-colored eyes, and Yu Zhao finally nodded.

After returning to the team, Shen Yuzhuo briefly explained that breaking the formation might be dangerous, so he asked the others to find a place to hide.

Yu Zhao tiptoed onto the branch, her dark robe rustling. Shen Yuzhuo, who was standing under the tree, raised his eyes and asked, "Did you see anything?"

As his voice fell, Yu Zhao's eyes finally fell on the south side of the Tianhe River. She saw a red crescent moon and black and red ghost energy spreading in all directions.

The Milky Way is rippling with blue waves, eerie and quiet.

"The red moon." Yu Zhao answered with his head down, his eyes reflecting the scene before him.

Everyone's faces were solemn. They could only see the sun, so where was the red moon? This formation was truly strange.

In the misty water vapor, when Yu Zhao looked up again, he saw a different picture. It seemed to be a blurry handsome face, and the fair skin was like fragile glass. There were tears in the corners of his eyes, but they did not fall.

Finally, he opened his lips slightly.

Zhao Zhao.

Who?

No one had ever called her that.

A strong feeling of suffocation came, and Yu Zhao trembled all over and covered his chest. After blinking his eyelashes, the young man's face disappeared. The water waves swayed, and only a living creature was swimming in the red moon.

Like a swimming fish.

Her strange behavior did not escape Shen Yuzhuo's eyes. He asked anxiously, "What did you see again?"

"Fish swim in the crescent moon."

fish?

I'm afraid it's that thing.

Shen Yuzhuo held his breath and leaned against the tree trunk, climbing up the tree with his hands and feet. He had seen the red moon when he came here before. It was probably not a fish, but...

dragon!

A black dragon imprisoned in the red moon.

No one knew what it was, and he didn't know either, but it seemed to have an inexplicable connection with him, and... the black dragon seemed to be very repulsed by him.

In the previous life, I met him once after he obtained the nine-petal snake lotus that could be used for cultivation.

Those were a pair of eyes filled with resentment.

Shen Yuzhuo stood beside Yu Zhao. Inexplicably, the red moon flickered slightly, and then emitted a red light, attacking him at an extremely fast speed. It was so sharp that it directly scratched his neck, leaving a red mark.

It was the same source as the red light that broke the formation just now, but this time the red light had obviously restrained its power. Yu Zhao seemed to have sensed something, looked up at Hongyue, and guessed.

"This fish seems to be rejecting you, why don't you go down."

Shen Yuzhuo didn't believe it and stood there unwilling to move, like a scarecrow. Suddenly, two more red lights came with the sound of breaking through the air. This time, Yu Zhao was the first to react. He turned around and stood in front of him, taking out a long sword to block.

But the attack seemed to have eyes. Just when it was about to reach the long sword, it suddenly turned and left two hideous red marks on the boy's shoulders.

Shen Yuzhuo: "..."

Finally he climbed down the tree in dejection.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her shoulders, and her wide black robe was suddenly blown up by the wind. Everyone could only see the scorching sun above Yu Zhao's head, and the red moon and fish she mentioned were nowhere to be seen.

Weird.

It is difficult for mortal eyes to see the truth of the world, and it is even more difficult to comprehend the mysteries of the Tao. Even for cultivators, Dragon King Valley seems to make subconscious choices. Ouyang Ming and Ouyang Ning, the brother and sister, did see the red moon, but still did not see the fish.

Since they can see it, it means that Dragon King Valley accepts them. Ouyang Ming raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. It seems that he can find the Tears of the Goddess of Luo River and cure An Ning's voice.

As a formation practitioner, if you only make hand gestures without chanting spells and only use ventriloquism, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Shen Yuzhuo under the tree hissed, bandaged his own wounds, and taught Yu Zhao on the tree some basic knowledge of formations.

"The Mountains and Valleys Formation is also known as the Forbidden Formation. It relies on the powerful spiritual veins in the mountains. The more abundant the spiritual energy, the larger the coverage area. In ancient times, it was a common formation used by some evil cults entrenched in the deep mountains and old forests."

"The dragon race originated from an ancient dragon between heaven and earth, who is also known as the Dragon God. They are proficient in various magic techniques and can be said to be an all-round race in the world of immortal cultivation."

Hearing this, Ouyang Ming became very interested. This kind of dragon clan secret is not something an ordinary mortal should know.

Shen Yuzhuo glanced at it and then looked away, continuing, "This formation is made of dragon scales and dragon bones, and the red moon you see is the center of the formation, which is made of a whole broken dragon ball."

"Those who can see the red moon are those who can sense the energy of heaven and earth. This means that the more things you can see, the greater your chances of surviving in Dragon King Valley and obtaining the natural treasures you need."

Yu Zhao's eyes flickered slightly. She had seen more things, so there should be more treasures that she could take away.

Following his description, Yu Zhao closed his eyes and began to spread his consciousness towards the direction of the red moon. It seemed as far away as the sky, but after a while, his consciousness got closer.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Yu Zhao suddenly felt something was wrong. Not only was she approaching Hongyue, but Hongyue seemed to come alive and was also moving towards her.

Her long hair like black jade fell down, and a slender jade hand pulled her consciousness into the red moon. After the world spun around, Yu Zhao's vision gradually became clear, and she looked at the water below in a daze.

As clear as morning dew, tiny stars fall into the deep sea.

Surrounding it was a giant birdcage, entwined with black flowers, with thorny brambles growing wildly and covered with golden pillars. The bright red cinnabar of the talisman paper was as dazzling as weeping blood.

She raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

In the vast mist, the boy's eyes lit up, and he flew into her arms with youthful enthusiasm, his head resting softly on her neck, and he nodded his head slightly.

"Zhao Zhao, we meet again."

The heavy chains on his ankles creaked as he moved, and the runes on them shone faintly with golden light.

The cold hair fell on his skin. Yu Zhao looked at him in a daze, and it took him a while to find his voice.

"Shen...Shen Yuzhuo?"

The scent is exactly the same, you can't fool anyone.

The one here is Shen Yuzhuo, what about the one outside? Are there two Shen Yuzhuos?

Yu Zhao looked down through the sparse stars. Shen Yuzhuo was still bandaging her wounds under the tree, and her body was still at the top of the tree, standing still. Time seemed to have stopped.

Her heart trembled and she realized that it was not her consciousness that was pulled out, but her soul that left her body!

After thinking of countless possibilities in an instant, Yu Zhao stiffly pulled the boy up and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man in white hummed, but didn't answer her question. He asked weakly, "Zhao Zhao, who do you want me to be?"

This question made Yu Zhao a little confused. What did she mean by who she wanted him to be?

"I exist for you." The young man held her hand and looked at the scar on her hand with some heartache. His eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars. "If you want me to be Shen Yuzhuo, then I am. If you don't want me to be, then I am not."

Yu Zhao felt confused by what he heard. He pulled his hand away indifferently, not wanting to think about this problem, and looked straight into his dark eyes.

"Who locked you up here?"

The boy didn't say anything, but came closer again, his smiling eyes showing a strange emotion, "Guess?"

Not wanting to play the guessing game, Yu Zhao twitched his lips and said, "Forget it."

She wasn't interested anyway.

In this isolated place, the young man with black hair, white skin and a white robe is the most beautiful man in the world.

The temperament is different, but the feeling is somewhat similar. Yu Zhao looked at him straight, and the boy's snow-white skin was stained with a light color. "Zhao Zhao, don't look at me like that. I will be shy."

Yu Zhao widened her eyes and turned her head away uncomfortably. The young man quickly moved and appeared in front of her, holding his chin with his hands.

"Of course, Zhao Zhao is different. You can watch it at will."

"Can you please not call me Zhao Zhao? Just call me Yu Zhao." She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

"No way." The boy muttered, leaning against her mischievously, his fingers sliding down her arm to her palm, and then he raised the fingers of his other hand and made a horizontal slashing gesture towards Shen Yuzhuo under the tree.

"How about we kill him?"

"This way Zhao Zhao is mine."

The boy said the cruelest words in a harmless tone. Yu Zhao shook off his clinging hand and said helplessly, as if coaxing a child, "No."

He hasn't paid back the money yet, who will he ask for it after he dies?

Besides, he has the halo of the protagonist, how could he be killed so easily?

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. He tried to seduce her with a soft tone, "I'm more obedient. Zhao Zhao can choose me. I can help you get whatever you want. Please don't fall in love with that bad guy, okay?"

As he spoke, his fair chin rested on her thin shoulders, his cold hair slightly ruffled, like a weak and harmless little animal.

He was really not used to others being so close to him, and he wanted to stick to her like a dog-skin plaster. Yu Zhao pressed his palm against his eyebrows and pushed him away a little.

The young man blinked his eyelashes lightly, and seeing that it was coming again, Yu Zhao dodged to the side.

In this way, one person pounced and the other dodged, and the fight went back and forth for a while.

It was quite amusing to tease him like this. Yu Zhao couldn't help laughing as he watched the young man lying on the ground, panting from exhaustion.

The spring breeze blew by, the girl smiled like a flower, free and open-minded, the boy said nothing, and his heartbeat, which had been away for a long time, seemed to return to his chest.

There is only one person left in his eyes.

Watching for a thousand years, staying alone in a cage, doesn't seem so unbearable.

A gentle voice fell into Yu Zhao's ears. His cool hair covered his shoulders. His slender jade-like fingers intertwined with hers. The boy's words were filled with unintentional pleading, "Zhao Zhao, can you stay?"

"I won't stay here, but I can try to take you out." Yu Zhao tried to break free from his fingers as usual, but found that he had no strength.

With a thud, she was pressed to the cold ground.

The crystal water droplets wet her crow eyelashes, and the boy's weak yet beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, and his white jade-like palms were placed on her eyes.

"Zhao Zhao, take a nap first."

Yu Zhao's expression froze, his consciousness gradually became confused, but he was still unable to resist and slowly closed his eyelids.

"Let her go!"

A shout appeared in the silent space.

After not seeing Yu Zhao's reaction for a long time, Shen Yuzhuo realized that her soul had been taken away. The culprit was Hongyue. She had to borrow the spiritual power of others and then released her spiritual consciousness into Hongyue.

The boy slowly stood up and turned to look at him.

When he saw his face clearly, Shen Yuzhuo felt as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, because... the person in front of him looked exactly like him.

"We meet again." The young man knelt on the ground and pinched Yu Zhao's face, waving his other hand towards him. "This should be the fourth time we have met."

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at him meaningfully, "Should I call you Shen Yuzhuo, or...Sir Sword Immortal?"