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

Gradually, Yu Zhao also discovered something was wrong, because those people were all wearing the same robes and it was obvious that they were from the same group.

Almost a hundred people fell down, all of them had cultivation levels, of varying abilities, but most of them were cultivators at the foundation-building stage.

Shen Yuxiu's tone was filled with a hint of joy. Someone was waiting for him upstairs, and he would be able to return soon.

Yu Zhao climbed up carefully and finally found a slightly larger bump just three inches above his head, where he could rest for a while.

It seemed to be a clear sky above, with scattered light shining into the clouds, and the tiny dust particles turned over, giving the light shape.

Yu Zhao took a deep breath, a hopeful look in her eyes, her soft, fluffy hair puffing slightly. The young man, cautiously clinging to the rock wall, tilted his head and looked at her, stunned.

The golden light fell into the light-colored eyes, and the hair falling on the side of the face was like a beam of light illuminating the darkness.

God gave her an ugly appearance but a pair of beautiful eyes.

Realizing someone was looking at her, Yu Zhao turned her head and looked at him. The young master was still wearing expensive brocade, but now it was so dirty that it was almost impossible to see its original appearance.

Those clear eyes seemed to be able to see through the soul. Shen Yuxiu's heart stagnated and he turned his head slightly.

"What do you want after you get out?" He asked as if possessed by a ghost.

Thinking of the previous promise, Yu Zhao simply wanted to get out, and had not thought about anything else for the time being.

"I just want to get out."

It can be considered as mutual benefit. She just wants to go out safely. She wants to see the world with her own eyes.

Shen Yuxiu: "...Apart from this, you..."

Suddenly, a figure fell down and hit Shen Yuxiu so hard that his eyes went black. His upper body was unstable and he bent backwards. Yu Zhao stretched out his hand in astonishment and pulled him up, while more people fell down one after another.

Yu Zhao clasped one hand on the rock wall and grabbed Shen Yuxiu's belt with the other. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, "Damn! Don't move."

Just as she finished her words, another cultivator fell down. The violent impact made her hand loosen, and the young master flew down.

Without any hesitation, Yu Zhao jumped down. His small body was blown wildly in the strong wind, like a lonely leaf, in danger of being blown away by the wind at any time.

They are all tied to the same rope and cannot give up.

With this thought in mind, Yu Zhao mobilized his spiritual power and increased his falling speed.

Looking at the hand that was slowly approaching, his messy hair was flying wildly, and the hair ends were pricking his eyes, causing pain. The young master's pupils trembled violently, with a little confusion, and then he smiled playfully.

Unconsciously, I also reached out my hand.

The hand that was stretched out was very strong, and Yu Zhao's hand was pinched so hard that it hurt. He rolled over and got closer, and kneed him in the chest, pinning him to the rock wall. After sliding for a long time, Yu Zhao used both hands to grab the vine again.

That's right, they were back to their original position on the cliff.

It seems that it is not suitable to go ashore today, but Yu Zhao refused to believe it. Looking at the young master who was so close to her, she took a deep breath before speaking.

"Carry me up."

Shen Yuxiu's back was covered in blood and his sternum seemed to be broken. He opened his lips and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Yu Zhao was a little confused, his lips trembling, ignoring the glaring long line of blood.

"I'll carry you on my back."

It seemed like he had used too much force. After all, humans were not demons, and their bodies were not that strong. In order to stop, he had to use a lot of strength, otherwise he would not be able to stop.

This cliff...is not for survival.

Sensing the weak spiritual power, the surrounding formations began to riot. After flashing twice, they gradually calmed down. Yu Zhao fell silent and became more alert.

It seems that there are some hidden formations here. Humans can go up, but they cannot use their spiritual power recklessly. Once other demons come into contact with the formations, they will be crushed into blood mist in an instant.

Without a moment's hesitation, the two set out on the climb again.

Shen Yuxiu put his arms around Yu Zhao's neck. They were very close to each other. He could clearly see the fine hairs on her face and smell a little fragrance, a bit like the water lilies he had smelled as a child, but there seemed to be some difference between the two.

warm.

Yu Zhao was almost out of breath and was thinking about where to rest next. It took him an hour and a half to return to the place where he had rested.

I can't sit down to rest yet, I can only lean slightly.

"It's time to change people." Yu Zhao looked at him. She was almost exhausted and had to save some strength.

Shen Yuxiu raised his somewhat thin face and nodded to indicate that he understood. The breeze blew through his tattered clothes, revealing a hideous wound. Yu Zhao saw it inadvertently, blinked, and then shifted his gaze elsewhere.

She didn't know what to do. She couldn't save so many people. The more she saw, the more powerless she felt. She gradually began to doubt herself and wondered if she was too heartless.

But she couldn't sacrifice herself for others, she wanted to live with the little monster.

It is normal to do things within your ability.

Shen Yuxiu's face froze, and he reached out to pull his robe in panic. His face was full of anxiety, and it took him a while to calm down.

Overlooking the entire Ten Thousand Demons Cave from here, it is like the most secretive cage. The sticky filth is like thick ink that cannot be dissolved. It is dead silent, making it difficult to imagine that there are countless exiled demons inside.

Many years ago, the demon world was in chaos, and many demons fled from the demon world to the human world. At first, people did not take it seriously. Those who escaped were all low-level demons, and ordinary people could kill them with farm tools.

But gradually, people discovered that something was wrong. The demons began to grow and develop in the human world. In some secret realms, they quietly devoured the flesh and blood of dead monks, becoming more powerful, and things became increasingly uncontrollable.

The major sects then gathered their disciples and elders to capture the demons in the secret realm and those raised by some families.

However, a few demons escaped the disaster because of their beautiful appearance or strong abilities, were protected, and became concubines or counselors of some great monks.

However, the most famous one is the Snow Concubine of the previous Emperor. It is said that her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and she is charming and pure. She is recognized as the most beautiful woman in Baiyujing.

The previous emperor was so angry for the beauty he loved that he killed dozens of geniuses of his generation to win her smile, and won the title of the best swordsman in Baiyujing.

The blood dyed half the sky red, it was a nightmare.

Leaning on Shen Yuxiu's back, Yu Zhao looked up. It seemed that she would soon be able to see the outside world, and she really wanted to take a look.

"May I have your name."

Yu Zhao didn't answer him, but asked, "Can't you say your name first?"

He pursed his lips in silence, slowly climbing upwards. His strength wasn't as great as Yu Zhao's, so his speed was a bit slow. Blood slowly seeped through his robes, staining them with new blood before they even dried. The young master was like a rag doll, floating in the wind on the cliff.

Looking at the blood on his chest that did not belong to him, and the sticky blood sticking to his face, which made him feel uncomfortable, Yu Zhao took out some medicine powder from his storage bag to stop the bleeding.

Excessive blood loss can cause coma. Now we are on a cliff, climbing higher and higher, and we can't get dizzy.

Shen Yuxiu raised his eyebrows, a faint smile on his face, "Thank you."

"Can you sprinkle some more on my chest? It was just scratched by a sharp stone."

Yu Zhao paused for a moment, then slowly reached out her hand and poured medicine powder on his chest. The wound was not deep, so she was a little stingy when pouring the powder.

Looking at the sunlight getting closer and closer, within reach, she couldn't help but want to reach out and feel what the sunlight in this world felt like.

Shen Yuxiu lowered his eyes. He could feel the familiar spiritual power. People from his mother's tribe came to find him.

He slowly slowed down and tried to contact the person above with his weak spiritual breath.

The other end was astonished, "Sir, are you under the Ten Thousand Demons Cave?"

Shen Yuxiu said calmly: "Throw a spell downwards, the kind that will definitely kill."

The monk who came to respond hurriedly did as he was told. A moment later, a spell with murderous intent came towards them. Alarm bells rang in Yu Zhao's mind. He withdrew his hand that was exposed to the sun, pulled Shen Yuxiu and prepared to hide to the side.

He sneered and pushed her away. While she was distracted, a sharp bone spur flew out from under his sleeve and accurately severed her tendons.

The bright red blood was dazzling. Yu Zhao's eyes were ice-cold. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, clamping the nearest protruding stone with one hand. Before he could recover, the surrounding formations were activated by the seal. A powerful golden light roared, shaking the surrounding clouds and mist to disperse.

"You bastard, you're playing dirty tricks!" Yu Zhao cursed. Shen Yuxiu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled innocently.

"You are in cahoots with the demons, right? You are an alien to the human race and you shouldn't go up there. You should just rot and stink in the Demon Cave." He was still smiling, the corners of his mouth raised in a strange arc, and his eyes, which used to be gentle and obedient, became gloomy.

"I'm just getting rid of harm for the people."

He must bury everything here under the yellow sand.

"You brought this upon yourself."

On the steep cliff, even if you do nothing, just standing there will make you breathless and sweating profusely. The endless abyss is like a huge mouth, devouring people's minds.