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

Ye Qingshan walked forward alone and forced his body to do a set of straight radio gymnastics.

Yu Zhao didn't understand, but he respected him. This was probably what Ye Qingshan learned from that ancient book.

As he fiddled around, his eyes became sharper, and he left a footprint several inches deep with each step, as majestic as a mountain.

He bent down, found a suitable position with his hands to grasp the huge stone that was much bigger than him, closed his eyes and mobilized his spiritual power to his hands.

His strong arms were twisted with gushing meridians, and his arms seemed to be about to crack at any time because of the force. Thick sweat flowed down his forehead, wetting his temples and clothes.

The sweat on his arms turned into teardrops the size of soybeans, dripping onto the loose soil and gradually making a small hole.

After struggling for a long time, he became discouraged by the gazes of several people.

If they were not teammates now, Song Yulan's unfriendly eyes would seem to want to crush him into a Wuchang fish at any time.

"This is too heavy. I can't lift it with my current level of cultivation." Ye Qingshan said seriously, "I'm afraid this route is blocked. Maybe Yu Zhao's guess is wrong. Maybe we can try to lift it overhead."

The underlying logic remains unchanged. This tower is built up layer by layer. If you want to climb to the top, you can just break through the sky and climb up.

Boom! ! !

The arrows actually penetrated into the ground in groups. There were huge rocks blocking the way in front and arrows chasing them from behind. They had nowhere to retreat.

Seeing his questioning, Leng Quanyi kicked him away with a cold face and prepared to carry the stone with both hands. She believed in her senior sister.

No matter right or wrong, she will only stand on the side of her senior sister.

Ye Qingshan took several steps back before he stood firm, waved his hands, and said lazily: "Forget it, you can't even lift me, you..."

The next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The huge rock that he had been almost exhausted to the point of being a dog couldn't lift just now was actually lifted by this weak little girl. Ye Qingshan's pupils trembled violently, and he rubbed his eyes repeatedly to make sure if he was dazzled.

Reality hit him hard; the huge stone was actually lifted up.

The dense arrows disappeared at the same time as the boulder was lifted, and you could hear a pin drop around you.

Looking at the girl who looked like a Barbie doll, Ye Qingshan exclaimed, "Oh my God..."

It would be a shame if she didn't go to their sect to work as a blacksmith, move mountains, or dig coal with such strength, but it would be even more unfortunate that she is a girl. The master may not accept her. However, her strength is too abnormal, so she may be admitted as an exception.

With a loud rumble, Leng Quanyi put the stone aside, patted the dust off his palm, and said sarcastically, "Don't blame the uneven road for your shortcomings."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and burrowed into Yu Zhao's arms, raising her cheeks and looking for praise, "Senior Sister, am I awesome?"

Yu Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand to touch the top of her head and praised her, "Junior sister, you are great."

Seeing Leng Quanyi twisting her body like a twisted dough beside her, Ye Qingshan fell silent. He was still a senior sister-con.

After the boulder was moved away, a teleportation array appeared below. Golden light lit up and the array was activated, which seemed to be a magic array that could teleport to the third floor.

Song Yulan glanced at Yu Zhao and asked doubtfully, "Junior Sister Yu seems very familiar with this tower?"

Yu Zhao was silent for a second, then replied with a smile, "I heard it from others."

She got the script in advance, although it was not complete. This time she was lucky, as if a blind cat had caught a dead mouse.

However, Yu Zhao's statement also successfully dispelled Song Yulan's doubts. After all, other cultivators had been here before, and if he asked around, he would be able to get some information.

Even if she knew it in advance, that was Shen Yuzhuo's perspective after all. Yu Zhao didn't know what would happen if they experienced it personally. The space in the tower changed rapidly, and she couldn't predict it for sure.

Although formulas can be applied, everyone's data is different, and there's no guarantee that the calculations will always be correct. It's like everyone has the same textbook, but not everyone can get into Peking University or Tsinghua University.

After all, NPCs like them who are cannon fodder are just walking experience bars, or they may be tools for the protagonist to sacrifice to the gods.

When they reached the third floor, they entered a primeval forest. The surroundings were covered with dense branches and leaves, and there was almost no sunlight. Green vegetation could be seen everywhere, and the roars of animals could be heard from time to time in the distance.

As soon as Ye Qingshan took his left foot, a thin vine on the ground tied up his calf and pulled him into the air.

His mind was in a mess and he was so unbalanced that he called out to Song Yulan for help, "Save me!!!"

He closed his eyes tightly, his back felt cold, and his legs also felt icy. "The snake is wrapped around my legs!"

As soon as he came out, he fell into a trap. Song Yulan held his forehead and cut the vines with the sword in his right hand. Ye Qingshan above also fell at the same time.

"Catch me!"

Anyone can do it, of course... If I can choose, it would be Song Yulan.

Several people chose to step back in unison and just watched the huge lump falling from the air.

The four people looked indifferent: "Who cares about you?"

If such a big lump falls down, whoever catches it will be unlucky. They are not stupid.

Yu Zhao: "What did you do just now?"

Just in time for them to avoid the thunder.

Ye Qingshan touched the back of his head in confusion and said uncertainly, "Did you take the left foot first when you walked?"

Yu Zhao: “…”

Is this... a trap?

Fortunately, she habitually stepped out with her right foot first.

But what made her curious was that they were all standing together, but he was the first to suffer. Song Yulan explained to Yu Zhao, "He has always had bad luck."

To put it this way, it is equivalent to having a congenitally unlucky body, and it is easy to get into trouble when going out.

Yu Zhao stroked the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Maybe he could try to use Ye Qingshan as a lightning rod. As long as he stayed at a certain distance from him, the dangers within the range would only come to him, and then they would be safe.

Yu Zhao didn't hide his inner thoughts at all; they were all written on his face. Song Yulan understood immediately because... she used to do that often.

She deliberately woke everyone up.

"Minor dangers are no problem, he can block them, but his physique might absorb major dangers, and we might suffer."

If we lose our horses, we can't know what a blessing is.

It is not their style to abandon their teammates, but it is still necessary to stay away from them.

Everyone voted and unanimously decided to vote Ye Qingshan to the front row to temporarily serve as a mine-clearing pioneer, while they would wait and see what would happen in the back.

It turned out that this plan was useful. They did not encounter any danger along the way and were very leisurely. Yu Zhao also made a set of garlands for each person.

Even if you are just passing by, you have to find your own little fun so that you won't forget the way you came.