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

Time flies. Two years later, it rained in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons for the first time ever. However, the raindrops were a faint red. After a series of cries, the human figures gradually disappeared from the desert.

The tattered umbrella was slightly raised, and the little girl with two chirping buns squatted under the thorny cactus, looking at the mouse family in front of her with gentle eyes.

The sack in his hand was slightly larger, and a large part of it was dragged on the ground. From the torn hole, one could see that it was filled with a lot of scrap metal.

"Do you want to go in by yourselves, or should I take you in?" Yu Zhao raised the corners of his mouth, smiling a little creepy, but in the end he grabbed the sack himself.

Today's harvest: four mice.

With the help of clothes stained with the scent of the little monster, Yu Zhao can now go out normally. As long as he doesn't encounter any particularly difficult demons, he can deal with them.

Even if you can't win, you can run away. Your legs are strong and powerful, and you can run away very fast.

A spiritual pressure came like a devastating blow, and Yu Zhao's broken umbrella was torn into pieces. It was obvious that someone from the Ten Thousand Demons Cave had come again, a human race, and was very powerful.

It seemed that a powerful cultivator had fallen down, but there was no shortage of powerful demons in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. Yu Zhao, who was about to go home, turned around and walked quickly towards somewhere.

Maybe I can pick up something and take it back. The strange poison in her body has been flaring up quite frequently in the past two years. When it first broke out, she almost couldn't make it, and she had to lie down for a month before she recovered.

The little monster did make some suppressive medicine, but unfortunately the effect was not very good. In the past two years, he stayed in the cave almost all day and rarely came out.

From a great distance, Yu Zhao finally spotted a figure radiating bright red spiritual energy through the rain. Seeing that his cultivation hadn't been crippled, many demons wanted to join in, as flesh and blood imbued with spiritual energy was a powerful tonic.

They hadn't seen such a powerful enemy for a long time and were very greedy.

Yu Zhao climbed up a large cactus, from where he could see the battlefield clearly and evacuate at any time.

Just as she was climbing up with all her might, the monk in the center had already grasped a blood-red long sword and was waving it wildly. Wherever the sword went, there were corpses and blood shot up into the sky.

His cold sword suddenly turned, and the dazzling blood light completely illuminated the world.

A roar like that of a mad beast resounded through the sky, and corrosive acid rain fell down, turning everything around into blood foam. In an instant, all the demons were gone.

Yu Zhao's eyes widened, his heart pounding, and he quickly curled up into a ball.

Blood washed away everything around her. After a long time, Yu Zhao slowly raised her head. She wanted to see if she could pick up some resources for cultivation.

Every time she approached a rock, she stopped, waited for a while, and stuck her head out to see if the lying monk made any movement. After going back and forth more than ten times, Yu Zhao finally got to within about ten meters of the man.

This time she waited for a full half hour.

Yu Zhao quietly picked up a piece of broken stone beside him, raised his head, and then threw it forward suddenly, hitting the man's injured and bloody thigh.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yu Zhao slowly stood up and approached him, put his right hand on the bone dagger at his waist, and took small steps forward.

When he was just one step away from him, Yu Zhao placed the dagger on his neck and then stretched out his fingers to check his breath.

No air left.

Yu Zhao's tense nerves finally relaxed, but his right hand still did not let go of the bone dagger, and he carefully searched for things on his body.

After searching for a long time, she received a bone and a storage bag.

The storage bag was small and light, with two wild ducks embroidered on it, which looked funny and amusing. Yu Zhao threw away the bloody bones wrapped in fine red cloth and held the storage bag in his arms, cherishing it very much.

This must be the legendary storage bag!

Hanging the storage bag around his waist, Yu Zhao bowed to the man sincerely, "Thank you, senior."

Taking things from the dead is a somewhat shameful thing after all. After Yu Zhao looted the things from their bodies, he would dig a hole to bury them and erect a large tombstone made of cactus.

If there is enough time, I will also recite the Amitabha Sutra.

It was the only thing she could do.

Yu Zhao put the dagger at his waist, rolled up his sleeves, found a flat bone that he liked and started digging. After a while, he dug a deep pit.

He pulled the man's legs and dragged him inside, his entire face sliding in the gravel. His fingers under his sleeves moved inadvertently.

The next second, Yu Zhao threw the man into the pit and buried him in yellow sand. Just when everything was going on in an orderly manner, a bloody hand slowly emerged from the yellow sand and grabbed the busy and fluttering gray robe.

Sensing the movement, Yu Zhao's mind went blank, and she subconsciously threw a bone back, but the strong hand grasped the bone, causing her to lose the weapon.

The man slowly crawled out of the yellow sand, his body covered in blood. When he was about to take action, he was stunned when he saw the red face.

In front of me was a skinny little girl with light eyes and a wary look, about five or six years old.

He was amazed that there was such a young human child alive in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. What surprised him even more was how the strange poison used by his Poison Doctor Saint could be on her?

He is a principled person and would not poison the elderly or children.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through her mind. The poison doctor thought of a possibility and took a breath of cold air. Someone gave birth to a child and forced all the poison into her.

A woman's enemy.

A tragic incident from five years ago has come to light.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the storage bag around his waist was taken away, his face suddenly changed.

The culprit had already run far away, and not even a shadow could be seen. The little pickpocket ran quite fast. When he glanced at a bloody sword bone on the ground, he stepped forward, picked it up and put it in his lapel.

Instead of taking the most valuable thing, he set his eyes on the intestinal poison in his storage bag?

He snapped his fingers, and a large red wasp flapped its slender wings in the air.

"Go, follow her."

Yu Zhao was running frantically in the desert. She could always feel a gaze on her back. Someone was catching up with her.

Realizing this possibility, Yu Zhao rolled around a few times in places where there were many demons, and was contaminated by a lot of mixed auras. He then went to the White Bone City and threw the storage bag out with a painful feeling.

He hid outside for two days before running back to the cave.

Pushing aside the wooden board that blocked his view, Yu Zhao lay directly on the ground, gasping for breath. "Little monster, I'm telling you, I..."

Her voice stopped abruptly when she caught a glimpse of a strange, stained corner of clothing.

The person she had tried so hard to avoid was now sitting on the bed, dangling the discarded wild duck storage bag in one hand and fiddling with the little monster's ear fins with the other, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Run, don't look back!" The dusty little monster raised his eyes with difficulty and roared at her with all his remaining strength.

Yu Zhao turned around, pulled out the dagger, and said calmly, "Close your eyes."

She scattered a handful of poison powder with her palm, and in an instant she flashed to the man's side. The sharp bone blade landed on his neck, and she said in a cold voice, "Let him go."

The Ghostly Doctor raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had discovered something interesting. His thin lips pursed with interest as he stared at her face and sneered disdainfully, "A mayfly trying to shake a tree."

The poison powder that was sprinkled had no effect at all. This was a dose that would make even a Jindan stage cultivator fall to the ground. Yu Zhao was trembling all over. The dagger in his hand was very close to his neck, but it couldn't get in at all. This was the difference in strength.

There is an insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals.

The little monster was an expert at using poison, but he was defeated, so the poison powder in her hand naturally had no effect.

The man chopped her wrist with his bare hands, then stood up and kicked her out. Yu Zhao hit the wall like a rag, and the wall cracked.

Her internal organs were bleeding, her eyes turned black, and she vomited blood.

The Ghost Doctor held the dagger in his hand, touched the blade with his fingertips, and stuck it directly into the ground, then lowered his head and said to the little monster.

"I really like your eyes. How about you dig them out yourself and I'll let that girl go?"

Noticing his stiff body, the Ghost Doctor Saint clicked his tongue twice and laughed at himself. What was he thinking? How could the ruthless demons care about a little human girl? How boring.

What's more, this mermaid only has one eyeball left. For a mermaid, the most important thing is eyes. Tears produce pearls. If it doesn't have eyes, the mermaid will not live for more than two years.

Saving her would be equivalent to taking his life, which is not worth it.

To his surprise, the little monster took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it in the eye without hesitation.

"I hope you do what you say!"