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

Yu Zhao's mouth and nose were covered, and he couldn't speak, but a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye.

A melodious piano sound came out from his mouth, which seemed to be some kind of ditty, exactly the same as the one heard outside the tower.

The golden eyes narrowed slightly, the fragmented light and shadow dimmed, and finally the eye completely disappeared, and a dark eye appeared in front of him.

"Cuck!"

The black shadow transformed into a human figure of the same size as Yu Zhao, except that he was completely black, without any other color.

He lay on the ground with his tongue hanging out, picked up a small snake and sucked it into his mouth like noodles, patted his belly with satisfaction, and swallowed the snake alive with a face that looked like hers. It was so eye-catching.

Yu Zhao fell to the ground and vomited violently. The black shadow beside her stared at her curiously and also started vomiting, but unfortunately he couldn't vomit anything.

The feeling of hunger swept through his body. He leaned over and knelt on the ground, taking a deep breath. All the sand within a hundred miles was sucked away. He pursed his lips and covered his stomach, looking aggrieved.

"Crack."

Strangely, Yu Zhao could read the meaning on his face and knew that he was not full.

Suddenly, the dark eyes stared at her intently, then he slowly walked forward, lay on her chest and sniffed the scent, as if confirming something.

The next second, he spoke, his voice trembling.

"Mo Lian...can't, can't...eat."

The master said that you can't eat her.

Yu Zhao's pupils shrank sharply, and he clamped his arm, "What did you call me?"

Mo Lian, are you calling her?

The black shadow stopped talking again, tilted its head, and turned into a well-behaved puppy, squatting on the ground and looking at Yu Zhao, looking like an idiot.

There was nothing around, nothing at all. Yu Zhao panicked and grabbed his shoulders, saying in a loud voice, "Where are my junior sister and Shen Yuzhuo? You're not going to swallow them up too, are you?!"

Ke Ying just stared at her blankly, then stuck out his tongue and forced out a silly and innocent smile.

This was considered as a tacit agreement. Yu Zhao clamped the man in his armpits, then grabbed his feet and tossed them around.

"Spit it out now! That's a human being, you can't eat it!"

Ying's head was dizzy and he just croaked, but nothing came out of his mouth.

Yu Zhao was a little flustered and wanted to ask something, but two people fell to the ground not far away and looked at her fiddling with something.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?"

"Yu Zhao, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhao turned around and saw the two men standing on the ground in a mess, as if they had just escaped from a garbage dump. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

fortunately.

still alive.

Before Yu Zhao could breathe a sigh of relief, Ying kicked out of her grip and rushed towards Leng Quanyi.

The speed was so fast that Shen Yuzhuo hurriedly resisted with the Youlong Sword in his hand, but the black shadow flashed by and actually went straight around the snow-white sword. He stretched out his tongue and probed into the girl's clothes, then took out the amber pendant.

The shadow transformed into Yu Zhao's figure and handed it to Yu Zhao as if offering a treasure, "Here... Love, Heart."

Yu Zhao was slightly stunned, but still took the amber pendant and said, "You can't take other people's things. This belongs to my junior sister."

After saying that, she returned it to Lengquanyi.

Ke Ying took it back and stuffed it back into her hand again, this time with a bit more force, not allowing her to refuse, saying, "It's important."

"Broken...dead."

This time, Yu Zhao held the amber pendant in her hand without saying a word, sorting out his words in her mind. She remembered her junior sister saying that she had the pendant since she was born.

But why was he so persistent in giving it to her, as if it was hers?

Yu Zhao tried a few more times. No matter whether it was in the hands of his junior sister or Shen Yuzhuo, Ying would take it back and put it in her hands every time, as if it was a kind of obsession.

Then Yu Zhao changed his method and tied the amber pendant around Ying's neck. This time, he was a little confused.

Then he excitedly rushed to Lengquanyi and kissed her on the cheek, "I like it."

When passing by Shen Yuzhuo, Ying hesitated a little, but still stepped forward and kissed his cheek, "Half... like it."

There seemed to be sticky saliva on his face. Shen Yuzhuo wiped it vigorously, with a million disgusts, "Yu Zhao, what did you pick up? Don't you care?"

She actually kissed him on her face!

Leng Quanyi was stunned. The touch on her cheek was very strange. It felt like...

It felt like her senior sister was kissing her.

Realizing this thought, her face turned serious.

Yu Zhao didn't expect Ying to kiss them, so he quickly pulled her to a corner and asked, "No, why are you kissing them?"

Ying licked the corner of his lips, smiled, and placed his hand on the amber pendant, "You... like it."

Without even thinking, Yu Zhao denied it immediately, "I don't like shit!"

Shen Yuzhuo was at least a man, so he could understand it, but she had no such intentions at all. Who would like a backstabbing guy? He would give her a knife from time to time and clear out a million experience points.

Junior sister is a pure girl! There is nothing wrong with her sexual orientation.

How is that possible!

Yu Zhao took two steps forward and raised his hand to knock on his head. He didn't know if his brain had run away from home and hadn't come back yet.

Thinking she wanted to see, Ying tilted his head, then took off his head and opened it. It was hollow inside, with nothing inside.

From a distance, he was holding two large bowls.

Yu Zhao was frightened to death by this horrifying scene. She thought, "Don't cut off the head right in front of her face. It's unlucky." She hurriedly put the head back, but unexpectedly put it crookedly.

She adjusted it like putting on a hat before it was put straight. She always felt that he spoke incoherently and seemed to have a low IQ.

I guess I won’t be able to ask anything.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Zhao chose the simplest question, "Name?"

Ying played with the amber pendant and smiled innocently, "Ying."

"How old are you?"

This question really stumped him. Ying started counting on his fingers and then made a scissors gesture.

It's a cute little thing.

Yu Zhao touched his chin and said, "Two years old."

No wonder he's so stupid, he has the IQ of a child.

Unexpectedly, Ying shook his head and put his finger in front of Yu Zhao again, "Twenty thousand years."

Oh my god, what a cricket!

Yu Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, and it took him a while to react and correct his previous thoughts. What a cute old thing.