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

Yu Zhao's eyes flickered slightly, not understanding, "Why are you crying?"

She didn't do anything bad.

The dead leaves fell to the ground, and were then picked up by the wind and blown to a farther place.

Shen Yuzhuo choked, flicked his sleeves and walked forward quickly. After a while, a cold voice was heard.

"Do you tube."

He doesn't care about anyone.

Yu Zhao shrugged, bent down, picked up a piece of dogtail grass and put it in his mouth, then walked forward casually. He helped him get back on the path of cultivation, and they were even.

Then find a sect to stay in.

As for the sect's choice...

Not decided yet.

There should be few people, and they should be normal, not too rigid, and it would be best if they could leave the sect at any time.

There has to be someone who practices formation inside the sect, and she also has to study the formation of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

It took the two of them two hours of walking through the mountain paths, crossing the winding streams, and passing through piles of bones before they finally passed through the horrifying fog and arrived at the entrance of Dragon King Valley.

The towering dragon skeleton body has no end in sight, and only the ferocious dragon head can be seen. The silver-white dragon skeleton is shining, and the entrance is the head of the dragon king's skeleton. Entering it is like entering the entrance automatically.

Looking at the sharp dragon teeth, Yu Zhao's heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

There are ghosts floating around the dragon's tooth, and their almost transparent souls are always trapped here, unable to reincarnate. The dense crowd is so large that it makes people feel creepy.

Those who died in Dragon King Valley will be trapped here forever.

Yu Zhao took a deep breath and was about to rest for a while when he suddenly sensed the presence of other people and abruptly pulled Shen Yuzhuo into the Dragon King Valley.

The longer you wait, the more things will change.

The two men walked forward, the soles of their boots stepping on the dry branches, making a creaking sound. Gradually, Yu Zhao felt his eyelids becoming heavy, his whole body feeling cold, and the strong chill invading his bones.

She couldn't help sneezing, and her eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with a thick layer of frost.

The weather around suddenly changed. Yu Zhao took out the winter clothes he had prepared long ago and put them on until he was wrapped up like a ball. At this moment, heavy snow fell.

The snow here keeps falling, and the dim sky looks like another world.

Seeing that Shen Yuzhuo didn't put on his winter clothes, Yu Zhao glanced at him and asked, "Why not? Aren't you cold?"

"I don't need to wear it." Shen Yuzhuo shook his head, and his porcelain-white knuckles picked up the snowflakes in the air. "This is not ordinary snow, this is the blood of the Dragon King after his death."

Perhaps because he had Xuanyuan blood in his body, the snow did not have much effect on him. Instead, he could feel a strange attraction in front of him, just like in his previous life.

His soul was lifted, and an indescribable feeling washed over the back of his head. That's right... his Wandering Dragon Sword was calling him.

Not only do you not need to avoid the snow, you also need to soak in it all the time, which has the effect of nourishing the soul and nourishing the body.

Yu Zhao couldn't help but sneeze again. The snow had already reached his knees. His legs felt like they were filled with lead. Every step he took made him feel dizzy.

Behind the mask, the fair face was tinged with a light blush.

Warm mist came out from her lips that were frozen purple. Yu Zhao was gasping for breath. The little black fish beside her tried to dissuade her from going any further.

Shen Yuzhuo stopped in her tracks. Dragon King Valley was rejecting dissidents. She was not from the Xuanyuan clan, and her cultivation was not good. The further she went in, the more her soul would be separated from her, and she would completely become one of the ghosts here.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly. Let her die right here, and everything will be over.

Right, that is it.

Feeling her more rapid breathing, the boy's heart began to beat wildly, and dark thoughts surged wildly. Soon... everything would be back on track.

Meeting Yu Zhao early was an accident, and her death was the right path.

She deserved to die.

Correct……

That's it.

The extremely dark eyes were like the coldest handful of snow in winter, with coldness and extreme cruelty appearing in them.

Yu Zhao could hardly lift her eyelids. She felt a malice coming from Shen Yuzhuo. Her hand rested on the hilt of the knife at her waist, determined to drag someone down with her before she died.

I had a vague feeling that he knew something, but he didn't say anything and just watched her die.

Finally she fell into the snow, unable to move. The little black fish restlessly circled around her hand, wanting to send her back, but its body was so small that it could only move one palm.

Fine snow covered her eyelashes, and the girl could not open her eyes at all. She could only shrink her body to reduce the loss of body temperature.

The snow is getting heavier.

The young man in black robe just looked at her coldly, as if the person in front of him was just an insignificant ant. Through the wind and snow, he could hardly see her tiny body.

The pure white snow seemed to be dyed bright red. Suddenly, Shen Yuzhuo covered one of his eyes tightly, as if being pricked by countless needles.

pain.

Pain like never before.

The scarlet figure seemed to overlap with the moment before his eyes. Shen Yuzhuo covered his head with his hands, his face pale.

His ears were ringing, the head was spinning, and he could hear the impatient voice of the little black fish with a crazy look on his face.

"Shen Yuzhuo, save her!"

“Don’t do things you’ll regret.”

Regret?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Shen Yuzhuo didn't believe it. He would be able to go back and continue to be a sword immortal soon. He was so happy that he didn't have time to regret it.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground suddenly. The accumulated snow swirled and entered his eyes, making the figure in front of him even more blurred. He could not help but clutch the handful of snow in his hand.

Confused and uneasy.

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his palms seemed to be stained with blood, burning his chest. He crawled towards Yu Zhao in panic and pulled out the knife.

The snow-white blade is particularly eye-catching in the dark environment.

The girl's eyes were calm, without any major emotional fluctuations from beginning to end. She just looked at him calmly. Yu Zhao was mentally prepared. The Jinghong Sword in his sea of ​​consciousness was shining brightly, ready to come out at any time.

Suddenly, warm tears fell into his eyes, and his dark eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yu Zhao looked puzzled, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at him in confusion.

The pale hand stopped in mid-air. With a clang, Shen Yuzhuo threw the knife away in despair. His emotions calmed down a little, and he walked forward and carried the man on his back.

"Why don't you do it?"

The hatred in his eyes was real. She didn't understand why he suddenly burst out with such emotion. He had a very dark heart.

"Shut up." Shen Yuzhuo's voice was muffled and trembling.

He just...

He just didn't want to win unfairly, so he would take her life in a fair and just way one day.

Yu Zhao tightened her fingers and leaned stiffly against his thin back. He was even thinner than her, and his words were really tough.

She would have to be on guard against him going crazy at any time in the future.

I hope I can get more good things in the future to comfort her wounded little heart.

In the void.

The huge chessboard is filled with black and white chess pieces.

Slender fingers like jade bamboo played with the white jade chess piece, and then slowly put it down.

"Is it worth it to have such a draw that cost countless lives?"

The person opposite was speechless and just glanced at him indifferently.

"You used some tricks to pull at the child's heartstrings."

The man raised the corner of his mouth maliciously, as if he didn't feel anything was wrong. He put on a smile and sighed, "This is not successful."

"The chess piece is not in the right position. I'm just correcting it." He spoke fearlessly with a creepy smile on his face.

"Who will stand on after crawling out of the quagmire..." The handsome man was silent for a moment, and made a move as if planning a strategy.

The white petals fall, scattered in pieces, and no one knows where they will drift to.

"Not necessarily yet."