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

Yu Zhao held his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The junior sister was more nervous than she, a patient. If Shen Yuzhuo dared to touch her, she would break his claws. His shoulder would be injured, but the other hand could still move.

Unable to see the scene in front of him clearly, Shen Yuzhuo could only rely on his spiritual sense to explore the way.

He sat beside Yu Zhao, his white jade-like fingers falling on his shoulder blades. The skin under his hands trembled slightly, smooth and delicate, which made him a little dazed for a moment.

The evil eye was activated silently, revealing the meridians and bones. Shen Yuzhuo took a deep breath, straightened his expression, and the sword energy on his fingertips fell rapidly, entangled with the sword energy at the wound.

He clasped his hands together, remaining calm and composed. In fact, the method he used was very simple. He used his sword energy to replace the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Yu Zhao had his sword bones in his body, which could naturally absorb his remaining sword energy without causing secondary damage.

The violent sword energy gradually subsided. Beads of sweat oozed from the tip of Yu Zhao's nose, and his entire back was soaked with sweat. His shoulders felt like someone was constantly chopping them with an axe, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

A golden light appeared around her body, it was the sword bone.

It seemed to have a new spirit, and transformed into a baby that slowly crawled out from Yu Zhao's chest. It stood on tiptoe clumsily in mid-air, grasped Shen Yuzhuo's sword energy in its hand, and swallowed it all into its mouth.

It seems to think that others can't see it.

It lay on top of Shen Yuzhuo unscrupulously, pulling his hair tightly and absorbing the sword energy from him, like a naughty child.

Shen Yuzhuo's eyebrows jumped, and he distracted himself by tugging at its feet, communicating with it in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Stop making trouble."

Jian Gu was stunned for a moment and chuckled.

"Owner."

"Oh no, it's the former owner."

In fact, it prefers Yu Zhao to Shen Yuzhuo. The girl smells sweet, with a faint fragrance of lotus, which gives it a natural sense of closeness.

Compared to this sword bone, the current owner is more like a spiritual creature born between heaven and earth. When he stays by her side, he can even transform into a shallow figure.

In a few years, it will be able to turn into a human.

"Stay with her and don't run around."

Wait until he retrieves it himself.

Shen Yuzhuo pressed its arm, "And...what do you want from me?"

He had felt something was wrong just now. Even if there was the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Natural Sword Bone should have been happy to absorb it, but he did nothing. This made Yu Zhao naturally think of him and come to find him specifically.

There are many powerful swordsmen in the world. Although he is powerful, he is not the best at the moment.

In my heart...

There was actually a bit of shameful joy.

The first person she thought of was him.

If Yu Zhao knew what he was thinking at this moment, he would just want to complain, not because he was thinking of you, but because you don't charge money and are more cost-effective.

The sword bone transformed into a baby with puffed cheeks, its soft and tender face like the glutinous rice balls sold at the market. "Former Master, I have a request, but I'm not sure if I should ask for it."

"Just say it if you have something to say." Shen Yuzhuo looked at it impatiently.

"I like the spiritual power of the current master, but I also like the sword energy of you, the previous master." The little guy didn't know that what he was thinking now was no different from having the cake and eat it too.

Shen Yuzhuo was puzzled, "So what?"

There is only one piece of sword bone. Could it be taken out and split into two halves, and he and Yu Zhao will share it in half?

It's not like we're dividing corn.

It’s simply a fantasy.

Jian Gu said calmly, "Why don't you two practice dual cultivation? That way I can grow faster."

It wanted both, so it came up with a foolproof method, but it was so awesome that it was really a smart sword bone.

Hearing this, the young man's face suddenly turned pale, then blue, and finally turned into a hint of red. A trace of helplessness flashed in his obsidian eyes. "You...if you keep talking nonsense, I will strangle you to death right now!"

He never thought of it that way.

Correct.

Never.

"But your reaction by the river that day was not a lie." Jian Gu was young, and although he was just a piece of bone, it didn't mean he didn't understand.

When it regained a faint spiritual consciousness, it discovered that the junior sister beside its current master was not simple. Her hands were not honest, and she would occasionally covet its sword bone, always taking advantage of the current master's sleep to secretly touch it.

Shen Yuzhuo's earlobes were red, like peach blossoms in spring. He hurriedly excused himself, "That was a side effect from taking too much of the aged fasting pills my master gave me."

It definitely wasn't his fault. After thinking about it, it could only be that there was something wrong with the fasting pills he took. In the future, he would have to eat less of the secret pills given by his master. They had probably been kept there for decades.

Correct.

That's for sure.

He couldn't possibly be that hungry and thirsty, and have any thoughts about Yu Zhao. Of course, it could also be because of Zhuo.

"It's impossible for me to like Yu Zhao, and it's even more impossible for me to practice dual cultivation with her. Just give up on this idea." Shen Yuzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, with some anger in his eyes.

This Jian Gu is too dishonest. He has learned bad things from Yu Zhao.

When the Tianjiao meeting comes, he will take action to deal with Yu Zhao in front of the whole world, save the entire sect, get rid of the shadow of this life, and everything will return to normal.

Soon it will all be over.

What's more...

How could he fall in love with such a disgusting person? This person also took his sword bone and saw his body two years ago. All the black history must be erased.

When the last trace of sword energy was cleared, Yu Zhao supported herself with a pale face. Leng Quanyi hurried forward to support her and skillfully stuffed her into Shen Yuzhuo's quilt.

"Senior Sister, please take a good rest first."

His eyelids were fighting, but Yu Zhao didn't bother to think that this was someone else's room. He just closed his eyes for a while. Although it was not his own nest, he had to make do with it for now.

As she thought about this, her breathing gradually became steady.

Shen Yuzhuo was unhappy and pushed the cloth off his face. "This is my room. Go back to your own room if you want to sleep."

As he said this, he walked forward and pulled off the bedding, intending to throw both the person and the bedding away.

Two female nuns appeared in his bed and stayed there all night. How would he live his life if this got out?

Leng Quanyi ignored him and pushed him away with such force that he pressed him against the wall. Then he took off his shoes and socks and climbed onto the bed.

With a snap, a jade pendant fell in front of Shen Yuzhuo and rolled twice before stopping, as if sending away a beggar.

"At worst, you can sleep in my room. This room belongs to me and my senior sister." Leng Quan acted as if to say, 'I have already requisitioned this room, you should find somewhere else to sleep.'

She first fed Yu Zhao two blood-replenishing pills, then hugged her senior sister who had lost too much blood, closed her eyes, and continuously transmitted spiritual power from her palms.

A hint of coldness flashed across her amber eyes. Anyone who dared to hurt her senior sister was truly very bold.

The girl had a strange smile on her face. She had prepared a little surprise for those people.

Looking at the two people on his bed, Shen Yuzhuo felt like there was a fishbone stuck in his throat and couldn't speak. He stood there for a long time before finding an open space and hugging his knees in a daze.

My mind was full of thoughts: the young master had learned bad things, and how was I going to explain this to the emperor?

At this moment, it’s a market somewhere in the Wanjian Sect.

A white robe fluttered like a flowing cloud, and the young man politely stopped a passing monk.

"Excuse me, fellow Daoist, where is Elder Ge's residence? I'm new here and would like to discuss something with him."

The monk who was questioned saw that he was dressed in extraordinary clothes and had an elegant demeanor, but his face could not be seen clearly. He thought that he must have used some kind of magic to cover it up.

He bowed respectfully, then raised his hand and pointed to the easternmost mountain of the Wanjian Sect. "Senior, that is Elder Ge's residence. However, due to his noble status, a visiting card is required to meet him."

As soon as he finished speaking, where was the young man standing at the place just now?

Just a mess of leaves.