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

As he spoke, Leng Quanyi's fingers slowly closed, and the bones he was holding were crushed inch by inch.

Who... who on earth is this person? ! ! !

He was wearing protective armor that could withstand three attacks from an early Jindan cultivator. The girl in front of him was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

But now...his defense was torn apart with his bare hands.

Xie An's face was pale, and he opened his mouth to scream silently in pain. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound. It wasn't that he didn't want to make a sound, but there was something blocking his throat, something slippery and cold, and it was still wriggling.

Yes……

insanity!

His face was trembling with panic and his pupils shrank sharply.

Leng Quanyi patted his shoulder, and seeing him curled up on the ground like a weak shrimp, she smiled with satisfaction, "That's good."

The screams from under the tree trunk gradually faded. Yu Xing'er's face was pale and she was gasping for breath like a dead dog. Yu Zhao raised his foot and kicked her in the chest, sending a chilling chill through her.

Yu Xing'er bit her lips tightly at this moment, looking extremely embarrassed, her eyes bloodshot, "You bastard, forget it, even if I die, Daddy will not accept you back to the Yu family, you will never be able to enter the Yu family's ancestral hall!"

Yu Zhao smiled at her verbal provocation, casually and uninhibitedly. She didn't care about her identity as the eldest daughter of the Yu family. She didn't need that kind of family affection.

I didn’t want it before, I won’t want it now, and it will be even less likely to happen in the future.

She stepped harder and raised her hand to grab Yu Xing'er's blood-stained long hair, forcing her to raise her head. She was concerned about something else.

"Did you just say I was picking up trash?"

Yu Zhao looked at her coldly, his light-colored pupils filled with burning anger, as if he wanted to burn everything around him to ashes.

The stinging pain in her scalp made it impossible for Yu Xing'er to open her eyes. Her arms weakly grasped Yu Zhao's wrist, but as soon as she struggled hard, the severe pain in her chest and scalp would worsen.

At this moment, she is like a fish on the chopping board.

There is a butcher knife hanging over your neck, ready to fall at any moment.

Yu Zhao wouldn't let her relax for too long. She was already feeling uncomfortable today, and now she had to face someone else. "Did you just say that what I picked up was garbage?"

That's not garbage.

It's the shark scales of the demon shark.

Nineteen said before that he had the memories of the little monster and her, so correspondingly, would the little monster also have their memories?

Watching others dissect you alive, gouging out your eyes, chopping off your tail, and repeating this over and over again, that kind of hell on earth is too torturous. Even just the memory of it is very cruel.

When he thought of this, Yu Zhao's heart ached.

Suddenly, a white light flashed and rushed past, hitting Yu Zhao's shoulder, and a bloody hole appeared instantly.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood splattered on Yu Xing'er's face, making a large sizzling sound, as if a burning sensation came over her. Yu Xing'er covered her bloody face in pain and cursed Yu Zhao in agony.

"You damn bitch, you bastard, your blood has disfigured me!!!"

Leng Quanyi hurried forward, clutching Yu Zhao's shoulders tightly, her face panicked and her eyes reddened, "Senior Sister...you..."

Before she could finish her words, Yu Zhao suddenly pulled her hand away, "Don't touch it, it's poisonous, you..."

Then she froze in place, because the girl's hand was intact, not hurt by the poison, but only stained bright red with blood.

The poison in this blood... has no effect on Junior Sister?

The blue bird that had been tucked away in the pouch around her waist also flew out and hurriedly used its wings to cover her wound. Yu Zhao's eyelids jumped, and he picked up the blue bird. "It's poisonous."

Why don't any of them listen to her?

But she was soon stunned. The green bird in the palm of her hand was intact, and the blood-stained feathers were also fine.

Yu Zhao was puzzled, her eyes flickering slightly. Why was it that it had no effect on both the man and the bird? When did they become immune to it secretly without her knowledge?

"People like you are not qualified to participate in the Tianjiao Conference!"

A sharp voice suddenly rang out. Yu Zhao turned his head to look without having time to think about the previous question.

The people who came were Elder Ge and Shen Yuxiu.

She didn't know Elder Ge, but she did know the decent-looking man next to him.

Yu Zhao's fingers under his sleeves moved slightly, and he sent a message on the jade token. When he raised his eyes, impatience flashed in his eyes. He looked straight at Shen Yuxiu, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"roll."

Not even bothering to pretend, Shen Yuxiu's face froze, and soon the corners of his mouth curled up, "I haven't seen you for two years, and you've become even more irritable."

"Your Highness, why are you wasting your time talking to her?" Elder Ge was impatient and glared at Yu Zhao. "This kind of person should be thrown into the Wanjian Sect's prison of evildoers and punished by having their bones removed, so that she will never be able to be reborn!"

Seeing the emblem of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect on his clothes, Yu Zhao frowned and said to him coldly, "Get out too."

She treats all people equally.

Elder Ge was furious, as if he was about to rush over and dig out her arrogant eyes, "You..."

Cui Yu's hand moved slightly, and the formation was ready, ready to restore its original form and transform into the 'Cui Yu brand formation bomber' at any time to raze this place to the ground.

A voice suddenly sounded behind Elder Ge, as if passing by casually asking, "What happened to her?"

Seeing that the person coming was Zhuo, Elder Ge smiled broadly, looking like a smug villain, and snorted fiercely at Yu Zhao.

The Lord of the Northern Territory has arrived, and he is naturally here to help him seek justice. He has invested a lot of money in this Tianjiao Conference and is a special inviter of the Wanjian Sect.

"Lord Territory Master, this female cultivator has killed countless people. She even injured the eldest daughter of the Yu family. That little girl next to her is not a good person either. She even injured Mr. Xie."

While he was complaining, Shen Yuxiu was staring at Zhuo's handsome face. How come this guy... looks exactly like Shen Yuzhuo?

Fortunately, their temperaments are different and they can still be distinguished.

The man frowned slightly. That bitch had secretly given birth to another child?

We had almost cleared out the group, except for Shen Yuzhuo, but we didn't expect another one to show up halfway.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, these two people must be eliminated together.

Caution is the boat.

Zhuo tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on the bright red wound on Yu Zhao's shoulder. His fingers curled up into a ball, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Who caused her injury?"

The cold eyes fell on Elder Ge and Shen Yuxiu. The atmosphere in the air was a little subtle, as if a layer of frost had bloomed. Elder Ge felt uneasy at the sight of this gaze. He couldn't help but shrink back half a step, and his back felt cold.

Fearing that he would run away, Leng Quanyi jumped out and pointed at Elder Ge's nose, "He was the one who injured my senior sister."

Zhuo paused, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Black Dragon, do it."

As he spoke, a black shadow grabbed Elder Ge's throat with lightning speed. The young man in tight clothes smiled evilly, with a little excitement in his eyes.

"What does the Territory Lord want to do?"

Black Dragon spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about today's weather. His sharp fangs gleamed slightly in the dim night. He held a short knife and gestured up and down, as if looking for a suitable cutting position.