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

Yu Zhao stood up and looked behind her. In the black light and shadow, stood a thin female cultivator. Her face was as pale as paper and her lips were chapped. She was looking back at her, her eyes like ripe grapes.

She stopped in a daze, then limped into the depths of the forest. She needed to collect firewood for the team.

The skinny back of the female cultivator looked like a trembling bamboo pole that could break at any time.

Yu Zhao pursed his lips and warned her, "Don't go alone. It's dangerous."

Chang Li stopped and turned his head stiffly to look at her, with a few ripples in his eyes, "Thank you."

"Collecting firewood for the team is the only contribution I can make."

Her legs were lame, but her hands were still there. Changli shamelessly joined the team of other casual cultivators and relied on their protection to reach the third floor. That was enough.

They were injured, and now she, with her disabled legs, became the only one in the team who could move flexibly. As independent cultivators, they were not like disciples of a sect, and elixirs and other things were more precious.

She also wanted to light a fire to keep her teammates warmer.

Yu Zhao was silent for two seconds, then glanced at the pile of matches on the ground that were about to burn out. "I'll go pick up some firewood."

"Junior sister, come with me."

After the two left, Ye Qingshan touched his forehead and thought, "Isn't there still a lot of firewood? I chopped down several trees during the day."

Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi followed behind Changli, not far away. Leng Quanyi lowered her eyes and pulled Yu Zhao's sleeve, with pink bubbles in her heart. Senior sister took her with her wherever she went. It turned out that she was the first in her senior sister's mind.

In fact, Yu Zhao was afraid that her ghost-attracting physique would attract the skin-changing ghost to the eldest sister and the others, so she brought it with her when she went out.

It’s not the fire that keeps them together, but the fact that there are so many people gathered together that they can react to any changes at any time.

In the early stages, the skin-transforming ghosts will try to find lone monks, attack them in groups, and slowly lure people into corners and attack them, but the more powerful skin-transforming ghosts tend to act alone.

At this moment, Shen Yuzhuo and his companions encountered a few dark shadows passing through the leaves above the woods, and the branches trembled slightly, but he still caught the subtle sound.

Shen Yuzhuo's eyes were like black jade falling into cold water. He raised his sword and slashed it. The golden sword light shredded the leaves in the sky into pieces and scattered them all over the ground.

The boy's eyes flashed and he ran away.

"Junior brother, what's wrong?" Qin Yun, who was chewing a roasted sweet potato, was a little overwhelmed as he protected his food.

He almost didn't react when the attack came so suddenly.

"It's okay." Shen Yuzhuo glanced at the black energy on the tip of the sword, then turned and walked deeper into the forest. "Some blind creature ran away."

The prey he has set his eyes on cannot escape.

Qin Yun looked at Le Li blankly, "Third Junior Brother, did you see anything?"

Le Li munched on a roasted sweet potato, shook his head blankly, and came to his senses: "Junior brother's eyes are special. They can glow at night. They should be able to see dirty things that we can't see."

His reaction just now should be that he was caught but not killed, so he felt unhappy.

"Oh no, my junior brother is still injured." Qin Yun got up in a hurry and pulled Le Li to follow him. Before leaving, he glanced at the fire and took a deep sniff of the fragrant sweet potato.

Between roasted sweet potatoes and his junior apprentice brother, he decisively chose the latter.

Qin Yun took two steps and then stepped back, pulled out the remaining two roasted sweet potatoes, and tossed them up and down in his hands.

Master said that food should not be wasted.

Qin Yun came and went in a hurry, and suddenly chased after him, "Hey, Third Junior Brother, wait for me, don't walk too fast!"

He casually threw the sweet potato to Le Li, who was caught off guard and felt his palms burn red. He wanted to throw the roasted sweet potato at Le Li's face, "It's so hot! So hot!"

However, the two of them still caught up with Shen Yuzhuo.

The night was dark, as if they had fallen into an infinite abyss. It seemed as if something was spying on them in the night, and their hearts were lifted up.

Shen Yuzhuo closed his eyes tightly and ran two fingers across his eyelids. The pupils in his eyes changed slightly, and a thin black line appeared in his sight, about the thickness of a small strand of hair. It disappeared without a trace after intersecting in the jungle.

He easily jumped onto the branch and caught up with the black line in a few jumps.

This is a ghost king with transformed skin. The ghost energy on his body is so thick that it almost turns into mud, making people feel suffocated and oppressive. I have fought with him in my previous life and he is extremely difficult to deal with.

This time, I will kill him first to practice and sacrifice the Youlong Sword.

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Yu Zhao stepped on the dead leaves, making a rustling sound. Soon he picked up another piece of dry firewood and threw it to his junior sister.

Changli couldn't walk very fast because of his legs, but he quickly picked up a large pile of things and filled his arms with them.

From time to time, she would glance at Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi who were not far away, pursing her lips and saying nothing.

She didn't understand why these two people kept following her. Were they trying to rob her?

But she didn't have much money on her, and her clothes didn't look like those of a rich person, but Chang Li still felt a little uneasy. Her slender knuckles pressed tightly against the dry firewood, and she always felt that others would take advantage of her.

It's still a bit scary to go out alone.

Yu Zhao didn't know what was going on in her mind, nor did he know why he helped her. Was he just being overwhelmed by sympathy?

After collecting enough firewood, the few of them planned to return. They were not far from their camp, so they could see the fire at any time and turn back without worrying about getting lost.

A lone figure stood on a branch in the frost, a dark figure appeared out of nowhere, blending perfectly with the night.

The man had sunken eye sockets but no eyes, his face was strangely pale, the corners of his mouth were a little too long, almost reaching his earlobes, and his pointed chin rested on the back of his injured hand.

He was half-crouching and lurking with an expressionless face.

As a skin-transforming ghost king, he disdains to hunt with other little ghosts.

The Painted Skin Ghost King nodded woodenly, "staring" at the three people under the tree with his eyes without eyeballs.

The first thing he set his eyes on was Leng Quanyi, who had the best appearance. The girl had delicate skin and a rosy complexion, and was a first-class role. He had to consider the appearance when choosing a girl, and he would definitely not choose someone who was as ugly as a toad.

He is not picky about gender.

I had just taken a fancy to the swordsman's appearance, but I didn't expect that he would discover me and stab me with a sword.

Therefore, he made a major decision. He would wear the skin of a beautiful woman to seduce him, destroy his ruthless heart, and then play him around in the palm of his hand, and then take away his flesh and blood during the intercourse.

Men...

All the same.

The Skin-Transforming Ghost King smiled disdainfully and was about to launch an attack, with his body bent into a full moon-shaped bow, but he stopped abruptly and temporarily withdrew an attack.

The more I looked at the girl, the more something seemed off.

hiss……

He stroked his chin, which was big enough to hoe the ground, frowned slightly, then trembled all over and almost fell down.

Hey!

I was so excited for a long time, but this guy turned out to be a man?!

It turned out to be a little Nanniang. He leaned over and retched. He hated this kind of thing the most.