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

Yu Zhao raised her eyelids and looked around. The fog was like an impenetrable veil. She had little contact with Gu practitioners and didn't know how to get rid of the Gu if she was poisoned.

I was in a dilemma for a moment.

The shadow on her shoulder muttered, and then handed the half-dead little insect to her. It was an insect, the love insect that had not been killed before.

The tiny creature lay paralyzed in Yu Zhao's palm, looking extremely sick, as if it was about to die. The words "Oh, I am so weak" were written all over its body.

Yu Zhao stretched out his finger and poked it, but there was no response.

Ying opened his mouth wide and drool dripped onto it, causing the love insect to react violently.

It curled up into a ball and hid in the nearest sleeve. It was scared.

Special situations require special treatment and produce special reactions.

Yu Zhao: “…”

"Can you remove this poison?" she asked.

At the same time, the shadow on the side opened its mouth again, the love insect trembled into a ball, and used its flexible body to spell out the word "good".

It won’t do if it’s not good enough.

The love Gu raised its head, and a sound wave spread silently. The skin on Yu Zhao's palm vibrated slightly, and the surroundings began to change. Cracks appeared in the sky, and moonlight poured in, extending bit by bit.

Until the vision in front of you becomes clear.

Fight poison with poison, and treat poison with poison.

Ying smacked his lips and swallowed the love poison again, intending to spit it out when it was useful.

Yu Zhao's hand stopped in mid-air. In fact, she really wanted to say that she could keep it herself and just put it directly into the storage bag.

She raised her hand and wiped the saliva from her palm, feeling a little disgusted.

I hope I won’t have the opportunity to use Gu worms in the future.

What came into view were Qin Yun and Le Li lying on the ground, the disarmed Shen Yuzhuo, the controlled junior sister, and Hua Ranli, Song Yulan, Ye Qingshan, and Zhen Wuqing tied up under a big tree.

The corners of Yu Zhao's mouth twitched wildly. This... was really a devastating start.

All her teammates fell, leaving her as the only phoenix left.

Qingdai glanced past Yu Zhao who was sitting on the ground and quickly realized what was happening. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Oh, another one is awake."

She played with the insect in her hand and said with a smile, "Why, do you still want to take action now?"

"One on one? One on one, I'm afraid you have no chance of winning."

She has a hostage in hand, and Shen Yuzhuo will not act rashly. They have all dropped their swords, have no desire to resist, and their morale is low, so there is no hope of a comeback.

Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows and laughed at himself, "Looks like I've reached a dead end."

But it doesn’t matter, she still has a trump card.

Yu Zhao took out the compass from his waist at lightning speed. The moment he threw it, a blue light shone brightly and snowflakes fell in the air.

"It's snowing heavily today."

As soon as he finished speaking, snowflakes began to fall as heavily as a rainstorm, freezing everything in their path.

Click, click, click—

The sound of frost freezing was heard in my ears.

The wind and frost suddenly fell, and the cold winter has arrived.

Qingdai's limbs pierced into the ice spikes, blood dyed the icicles red, and drops of blood fell from the tips.

This is the ultimate formation given by the master. It should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. Now is the last resort.

Looking at the huge ice sculpture in front of him, Yu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. This was superb control of the situation. It was top-notch. He silently gave a thumbs up to his master.

Even if she's not there, she can still be helped.

Qingdai couldn't move, but the familiar spiritual power around her made her pupils tremble.

A memory came to mind.

The heavy snow was howling, like a never-ending blizzard. Amidst the dancing frost and snow, a piece of white robe fluttered like flowing clouds, and the bracelets on the waist made a light sound.

The jade-like fingers lifted lightly, and with every step taken, a thick layer of ice formed under the feet, spreading to the horizon, as if even the exhaled breath was frozen.

The loose fox tail fell casually behind the young man, and the magic circle in his hand emitted a dazzling light that was difficult to look directly at, and complex runes rippled out.

There is no escape from the severe cold.

That is the spiritual power that belongs exclusively to that person.

That person almost overturned the alien's territory, and no one knew what he was looking for. She would never forget the cold air condensed by spiritual power in her life.

"Cui Yu...what's your relationship with him?"

She desperately wanted an answer.

Yu Zhao ignored her. She couldn't answer in this situation. She concentrated on picking up the wounded on the ground. This formation was useful in the Divine Transformation Realm and could suppress the enemy. It would be bad if she had some trump card.

While she is sick, run away.

That big centipede has been in this tower for so long, I don’t believe she doesn’t have other more powerful tricks up her sleeve.

Seeing that Yu Zhao didn't say anything, Qingdai naturally guessed that she had an extraordinary relationship with Cui Yu. It was not the style of the God of Death to give away such a precious formation.

While looking at the indigo that had been frozen into a lump of ice, Yu Zhao was busy feeding medicine to Song Yulan. He didn't expect her to refuse repeatedly, and he became a little anxious.

"Take it. Don't worry about the price of the medicine. Your life is more important."

Song Yulan pushed her away with a twitch of her lips, and even Ye Qingshan beside her was stunned for a moment.

"I didn't refuse, but you were about to shove the pill up my nostrils."

Yu Zhao paused for a moment, then handed the pill to her as if nothing had happened. "Forget it, eat it yourself."

After eating, we have to go collect herbs.

Qingdai, who was not far away, had a calm expression on her face, and didn't seem to care about being frozen. Yu Zhao was afraid of her confident look.

Qingdai already had an answer in her mind. The girl in front of her should be the disciple of Nak, the God of Killing.

It is said that he had a bad fate and was busy all his life collecting the bodies of his disciples and on the way to collecting the bodies of his disciples. His heart for Taoism must have been shattered long ago.

Now that he has met her, how can he not let his beloved disciple die?

It's just the right time to avenge the humiliation of foreign races.

"Cui Yu is your master?" she asked with a firm tone.

Yu Zhao felt a chill on her back, and she felt that it was coming towards her. This situation was like the magic gourd of the King of Gold Horn and Silver Horn. If she dared to agree to it, she would be in trouble.

Most likely they are Master’s enemies.

Therefore, she decisively chose to sever her master-disciple relationship with her master for a few minutes. Saving her life was the most important thing.

Yu Zhao shook his head frantically, "I don't know any Cui Yu."

Qing Dai: "Then what's going on with your formation?"

Yu Zhao lied without blushing or beating his heart, "I found it."

"Picked it up?" Qing Dai laughed angrily, gritting her teeth and saying, "You're telling me, this formation that can trap a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator was just picked up casually? And it just happened to have the spiritual power of that old fox Cui Yu?"

Yu Zhao's eyes were calm: "Yeah."

The corner of Qingdai's mouth twitched, "..."

Pretty thick-skinned.

"This formation is powerful, but it's just a formation after all, not my personal presence." The third eye on Qingdai's head suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot towards the ice pillar that froze her, and soon a small hole appeared.

Song Yulan took a few glances and saw that it was just a small hole, and soon there was no further follow-up.

Yu Zhao's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly climbed to the top of the tree. She was determined to get the Red Sun Soul Cleansing Liquid there, and there would definitely be a fierce battle ahead.

"Big Sister, go and give them medicine."

She casually threw down a bottle of medicine and continued to climb towards the top of the tree. There were a few small seeds hanging on the top of the tree, which were emitting a silvery-white light. There was a drop of water inside that was about to fall.

This should be the Red Sun Soul Cleansing Liquid.