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

The cold winter came quietly, and in the middle of the night, a long-awaited snow fell in the Wanmo Cave.

It was the first time that all the demons saw frost and snow after coming to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. The snow fell like goose feathers, and a thick layer of snow had already formed on the yellow sand.

Yu Zhao couldn't help sneezing, then wrapped himself in two layers of clothes and ran out. He carefully reached out his hand, scooped up a handful and stuffed it into his master's quilt.

The Ghost Doctor shivered from the cold and sat up suddenly.

"Master, look, it's snowing." Yu Zhao raised her little face and smiled brightly. It was rare to see her smile so happily. In the end, he did not get angry. He slowly stood up and called the little monster under the stone.

The little monster stared sleepily at the remaining snow in Yu Zhao's palm, thinking she had taken out the salt. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "You took so much salt, are you ready to eat?"

Yu Zhao: "...sometimes I really want to punch you."

It’s not unfair.

The little monster's face suddenly felt cold, and he quickly turned his head away to avoid the icy "salt". Yu Zhao pulled him out, and outside the cave was a world of ice and snow.

“This is snow.”

Yu Zhao pulled his hand out, took a full handful and let him put it to his face, while he started rolling snowballs and making snowmen.

Seeing that she was in high spirits, the little monster leaned over and picked up a handful of snow on the ground. It was icy cold, even colder than his body temperature.

He looked at Yu Zhao, who had already built a little dwarf. Even in the same place, the snow seemed to be different. The snowflakes floated on the clownfish's skin and quickly melted into a little water.

The breath coming out of his mouth was like steam billowing from cooking.

But when the hexagonal snowflakes fell on him, they were complete.

But after a while, a thick layer of it accumulated on the top of both of their heads.

The little monster retreated back into the cave, but curiously stuck half of its head out to look forward. The Ghost Doctor slapped the back of his head with one hand, "You idiot, why don't you play with Yu Zhao?"

He thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how to play."

The Ghost Doctor was speechless. "Haven't you eaten pork yet seen a pig run?" There was a huge one outside, already running for demonstration.

When he noticed the movement in the cave, Yu Zhao also built a big snowman with a round head, round brain and round belly.

“Clang clang clang, it’s done!”

The little monster took a look and couldn't appreciate the snowman she made. The ghost doctor beside him patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

"You should also build one and let Yu Zhao see your strength."

There is improvement only when there is competition.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yu Zhao strode forward and dragged him out, "Come on, come on. If you don't know how, I can teach you."

She squatted on the ground, rubbing her hands together very seriously, her eyes flickering slightly, as if this was some particularly important practice.

The little monster's white hands moved, and then he started to rub them in an identical manner, and finally formed a big-headed fish, which looked a little funny.

More like a stinky salted fish rolling its eyes.

Ugly crying.

Yu Zhao was about to laugh at him, but the little monster smiled and said, "This is a clownfish. It looks very similar, doesn't it?"

The cold wind blew, causing the corners of his clothes to rustle. His fists stiffened under his sleeves. Yu Zhao pinched his fair cheek angrily, "I'll give you one more chance. Tell me again, who is this?"

"This is a clownfish..." The little monster also pinched her face.

"no!"

"that is!"

"Do not……"

Watching the two people bickering like children, the Ghost Doctor leaned lazily against the wall, laughing so much that his eyes and brows were smiling.

Being young is good, and childhood sweethearts are pleasing to the eye.

But when he saw the little girl riding on the little monster and beating it up, he couldn't help but worry that the humans living in the demon tribe might not be able to integrate into human life when they return, and would become aliens in the eyes of others.

But at the same time, a bloodthirsty mermaid that doesn't eat humans would probably not fit in with the demon clan.

Yu Zhao will eventually go to the human sect to practice and gain experience, so the little monster should only stay in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.

We still have to separate.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across the eyes of the Ghost Doctor, and he was a little worried about what their future would be like.

A sea of ​​dark clouds rolled in. A few days later, the nights were bitterly cold, and the quilt felt as cold as a lump of iron. Yu Zhao tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She turned over and looked at the little monster under the stone, uncovered.

"Little monster, are you asleep?"

"Asleep." A voice came from under the stone, very soft, and I couldn't tell whether it was a confused answer or a dream talk.

Yu Zhao: “…”

The little monster was as cold as an ice cube, and sleeping next to him would only make things worse. Yu Zhao turned his head to look at the other side, "Master, are you asleep?"

"Can you set up a formation that can keep me warm? I'm so cold."

The only response she received was the cold air. Yu Zhao finally closed her eyes and curled up into a ball. She tried her best to gather the quilt together, pinched her palms and backs of her hands vigorously, and fell into a shivering sleep.

The next day, breakfast was ready. Yu Zhao blew on the hot rat soup in the pot, added a little poisonous mushroom soup, and sprinkled a little salt. The aroma was fragrant.

She stood up and dusted herself off, then walked to the bed and nudged the man on it, "Master, get up and eat."

Normally, smelling something would be the most positive response. Yu Zhao frowned, feeling uneasy. He pushed again, but there was still no response, and his throat felt a little itchy.

"Master?"

She threw back the quilt and reached out her trembling hand to check for breath, when a cold hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you touching my handsome face? Have you washed your claws?" The familiar voice sounded again, with a hint of grumpiness.

Yu Zhao quickly retracted her hand, crying with joy, and put her arms around his neck and cried bitterly. The man felt a pain in his chest, as if a huge stone was breaking on his chest. The stubborn girl was really strong.

The little monster not far away heard the sound and came closer, squeezing in between the two of them, pouting sullenly, "I want a hug too."

He likes Nuan Nuan Clownfish and Master.

The Ghost Doctor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his arms and gathered the two children into his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Don't cry, it's like you're mourning. It's too ugly. I'm not dead yet."

It's too early to cry.

After breakfast, the three of them went about their business, tacitly keeping silent. Seeing his increasingly thin figure, Yu Zhao had a bad feeling, but he didn't dare to ask.

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself.

He was a formidable medical practitioner, and even he himself couldn't do anything about it, so she...

Yu Zhao only dared to watch him secretly. Once he fell asleep, he would check his weak breathing. Feeling the weak breathing, he felt a little more comforted in his heart.

Even if she was weak, at least she still had some strength, she thought. She just needed to get through this cold winter.

It will be fine once the Ten Thousand Demons Cave returns to its normal state. A cultivator will not die so easily, and the master can live for a long, long time.

It was another night, and Yu Zhao secretly went to check his breathing as usual, but this time, there was nothing.

Her mind exploded, her pupils trembled violently, and she reached out her hand to touch her master's pulse. Her large palm was already ice-cold. Her master still couldn't survive the bone-chilling cold.

Sad screams pierced the night.

In a small cave in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, two helpless little people appeared again.