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

The little monster looked at Yu Zhao's reaction in some astonishment. He had thought that she would scream and attract the attention of the demons, causing him a lot of trouble.

Yu Zhao took a long time to let go, and the little monster did not urge him.

The house was like a crazy purgatory. Human men and women, as well as some low-level demons were all targets of their bullying.

Yu Zhao pinched his palms stiffly, forcing himself to come to his senses. Soon, a charming woman with fox ears, twisting her waist, slowly walked over, waved a round fan, glanced at him, and then respectfully saluted the little monster.

"What's the wind that blew the witch doctor here today?"

He glanced at Yu Zhao, assessing her worth. Even if she was ugly, judging by the smell, she should be a woman. It would be the same even if she covered her face, just flesh and blood. The demons were very open-minded and didn't care about gender.

She only cared about how much food she could get in return.

Some demons like these small and tender ones, and can use them as high-quality ingredients when they get tired of playing with them. Here, it is normal to eat other people's children when there is no food.

Everyone wants to survive.

Sniffing the pungent smell, the little monster waved its big tail impatiently, frowned, and looked at her unhappily, "Stay away from me."

The smoke got to him.

Upon hearing this, Blood Lady's face froze. She quickly put on a smile and took several steps back, standing crookedly and posing coquettishly.

Yu Zhao, who was standing in front of the cart, had a dull face and empty eyes. She still found it hard to accept. She didn't dare to think that she would end up like this in the future?

Seeing the light-colored eyes covered with dust, the little monster felt like a lump in his throat. He smiled bitterly, but what could he do? Born in the cave of all demons, value is the law of survival.

Life is the least valuable thing.

Poor clownfish, he might not be able to sleep tonight. The little monster waved to Yu Zhao, and then she pulled the cart back slowly.

The little monster, resting his head on his arms and looking up at the sky, had an ambiguous expression. When he saw Yu Zhao pulling the cart in front of him, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Finally, someone was with him.

Now she should be well behaved and not dare to run around, the little monster thought with some evil intention, but when he saw that she didn't say a word along the way, he felt a little guilty.

The demons are different from humans. A three or four-year-old human child should be acting like a spoiled brat in his parents' arms, instead of having to survive the hardship of this cannibalistic place like him.

The journey was long, and Yu Zhao thought a lot along the way. She didn't want to be trapped here and wait for death. She wanted to go out and practice Taoism.

Use powerful strength to protect everything you have.

See the brilliance of the world.

Instead of rotting and stinking in this small place, becoming a piece of dry bones buried in the yellow sand.

She is not just a person now. She remembers little Yu Zhao, the three-year-old child who died tragically in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. Now his residual soul lingers in his body for a long time, as if he has his own obsession.

She had to go out, no matter how long it took.

Yu Zhao couldn't bear to think about how desperate it would be for such a young child to fall from such a high cliff.

Her lowered eyes flashed with determination, and she wanted to live with her share.

After that, the little monster untied the rope, but would often keep an eye on Yu Zhao to prevent her from running away or being abducted by other demons in exchange for food.

Yu Zhao would get up very early every day and do some sit-ups, push-ups, pull-ups, etc. to strengthen his body.

Every time this happened, the little monster would look at her "jumping up and down" in confusion, like a monkey. As a mermaid, he really couldn't understand why she did this.

Maybe I think it's fun.

Could it be that there is something wrong with my brain because I don’t have any communication with my peers?

Yu Zhao didn't know what kind of medicine the little monster had given her at that time, but it seemed to have changed the overall strength of her body, and she could easily punch or smash a big rock.

Even if you are not a monk, it should be enough to survive.

It would also be nice to perform street performances like breaking stones with the chest in the future.

The little monster would sometimes take Yu Zhao to catch mice the size of cats, which were the main source of food for the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. She was confident in her physique and stepped forward.

He swung his wrist and used all his strength to chase one of them. With a clenched fist, the mouse was not even left with a single hair.

Yu Zhao: “…”

Seeing that she didn't have much attack power, she was chased by the rat. The strange rat was not only huge in size, but part of the hair on its back turned into sharp spikes and flew out.

The little monster couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he used his big tail to knock out the mouse that was chasing him, and brought Yu Zhao, who was pricked like a hedgehog, back to the cave.

Seeing her pulling out the thorn with a grimace of pain, he laughed so hard that his chest was sticking to his back, and his big tail jumped wildly, mocking her mercilessly.

"Clownfish, you can't even beat a mouse, hahahahahahahaha!"

Not to mention her, even the cultivators whose cultivation had been destroyed could not be defeated. If some demons did not pick up the fallen humans in time, those humans would also become food for the rats under the sand pile.

If the rats under the sand dunes riot, even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage will be unable to escape.

After pulling out the thorns, Yu Zhao lay on the wooden board and sighed deeply, feeling a little sad. The little monster leaned forward and poked her face, laughing.

"Isn't it good enough for me to take care of you? Why do you have to go and catch mice yourself?"

"Can you support me forever?" Yu Zhao stared at him and smiled helplessly.

When she asked this question, the little monster fell into deep thought and did not answer her question, because he didn't know how long a lifetime was, but he knew that maybe he would always support her while he was alive.

The clownfish is different from others. She can tell stories that have never been heard before.

For example, in the story of the Little Mermaid and the Prince, why was the mermaid so stupid as to use her sweet voice to change her beautiful fish tail into human legs?

If it were him, he would just exchange his voice for food and clownfish.

And the little monster didn't like the ending. The prince was with someone else and the little mermaid turned into sea foam.

"Can you tell me the story of the Little Mermaid again?" The little monster seemed to like this story very much. He wanted to listen to it every time before going to bed, and Yu Zhao would tell it again and again without getting tired of it.

Mako and mermaid, maybe they have some similarities.

Hearing this, Yu Zhao turned over and lay face to face with the little monster. She was responsible for telling stories, and the little monster would use its big tail as a palm-leaf fan to fan her.

His cool body temperature also brings a cool breeze, which is equivalent to a natural refrigerator, bringing a long-lost coolness to the hot desert.

The oil lamp flickered, the flames jumped, and two people were squeezed into the narrow bed. At the end of the story, which was already known, the little monster still shed a lot of tears.

Drops of hot tears fell on the bed, and then condensed into beautiful mermaid pearls. Yu Zhao picked up one of them and looked at it under the light.

Every mermaid pearl is different. The size, color, and even the small waves in the center of the pearl are unique.

The wind and sand were raging outside the house, and the little monster was crying inconsolably.

Yu Zhao secretly planned to collect these and sell them when the time comes.

Seeing that she was preparing to collect the mermaid pearls and put them into the small box, the boy's long and curly eyelashes trembled and he curled up slightly.

He angrily swung his tail and pulled Yu Zhao closer. He casually picked up a shark pearl and stuffed it into her mouth, saying childishly, "Eat all of this! Don't hide it!"

The mermaid pearl is very similar to a small candied haws, the size of a wild fruit, sour and sweet, but it is sour at first and becomes sweet later in the meal.

In the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, this is also considered a kind of candy.

Yu Zhao blinked his eyes and put the snacks one by one into his mouth, treating them as a midnight snack.

After she finished eating the mermaid pearls on the bed, the little monster covered herself with the quilt contentedly and went to sleep. Yu Zhao turned her back and moved her fingers slightly. In fact, she had another handful hidden in her palm.

The mermaid is one foot tall, and the yu is ten feet tall.

After a moment, there was a sudden slap on the back, Yu Zhao's body shook, and he turned his head stiffly.