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

The sharp sword blade was galloping, and just when it was about to fall on Shen Yuxiu's face, a flash of inspiration appeared, and the harsh sound of metal colliding together made people's scalps numb.

The young man in white robe raised his spear and broke her attack directly. The tip of the spear turned, the air made a crackling sound, and he attacked at a very fast speed.

Yu Zhao's eyes flickered slightly, and the breeze swept across the strands of hair on her forehead, a cold light flashed across her eyebrows. She came to her senses and blocked it, not losing the upper hand at all.

The sudden change made Chishui Fenghe's face change. He didn't expect Yu Zhao to attack Shen Yuxiu, and he didn't expect that she actually hid her strength and could take his shot.

The power of the formation still exists, and the spiritual consciousness is still restrained. The strength of all cultivators in the range has been greatly weakened. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the negative effects.

"I even spoke up for you and gave you a chance to reform, but I didn't expect you to be such a hypocrite."

Chishui Fenghe showed displeasure. He has always been outspoken and doesn't like to beat around the bush. Anyone who dares to hurt his friend will be retaliated a hundredfold. The young man turned his spear and his attack became more and more fierce. The sharp tip of the spear almost brushed against the black cloth.

The move missed, and the robe fluttered to the ground, rustling in the night wind.

He immediately pointed his spear again, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light. Yu Zhao's eyebrows jumped and she stepped back to avoid it. She didn't know what kind of spear technique he practiced, but every move he made was flawless and perfect. For a moment, she couldn't get close to him.

The finger bones holding the hilt of the knife gradually turned white, and Yu Zhao was soon at a disadvantage. Seeing him feel unfair for Shen Yuxiu, he just found it funny.

"You think he's a good guy, but you're blind."

The truth is rough but the words are sound.

"Shut up!" Chishui Fenghe was furious, his muscles tensed as he shouted at the black-robed girl, "You're lying! I'll kill you with my spear today."

At first, he had no good face towards the people of the Xuanyuan clan, and they killed each other just for the position of the Emperor. But when he was seriously ill, it was Shen Yuxiu who cut off the flesh and blood from his wrist and cooked a broth with Xuanyuan blood for him.

I will never forget the kindness of cutting off my flesh.

There was no emotion in Yu Zhao's eyes. She knew that her words were not convincing. After all, who would have thought that a gentleman would repay kindness with enmity?

She didn't want the feud between her and Shen Yuxiu to affect innocent people, but if anyone dared to put themselves in danger, she would kill them without hesitation.

Since we are on the opposite side, we will not be merciful.

She didn't waste any more words, but instead directed her attack at Shen Yuxiu who was soaking in the water. Some people are just unlucky, and Yu Zhao couldn't do anything about it, but she wanted to see whether his luck was tougher or her Jinghong Sword was tougher.

Just a touch to see the result!

There appeared this righteous monk who risked his life for his companions, a handsome young man of good family background. The snake-mermaid beauty watching the battle couldn't help laughing out loud, as today's midnight snack was right in front of her.

She twisted her waist and moved forward, suddenly appearing behind Chishui Fenghe, her bright red lips close to his neck, her body emitting an almost sweet fragrance that made people indulge.

"My dear, you have a very bad temper. Why don't you come and cool down in your sister's arms?"

The smell of blood hit his nose, and the danger signal sounded in his mind. Chishui Fenghe had no choice but to deal with her first, his eyebrows and eyes sharp, "Monster!"

He pulled the woman's arm with his backhand, and the transparent gauze broke into pieces. The fragrant gauze floated down on the water, gradually moistening it.

This scene caught both of them off guard. When their eyes met, it was the snake-merman beauty who broke the awkwardness first. With a smile on her lips, she approached with a hot and ambiguous breath that sprayed on the young man's wrist.

"Ah! Young Master is so impatient! I am so scared."

She said she was afraid, but her actions were even bolder. Her soft, boneless fingers slowly moved up along the back of his hand, and her whole body was almost pressed against his chest. Chishui Fenghe, who was born into a noble family, was dumbfounded, and froze in place, with the tips of his ears turning red.

Seeing him being entangled and unable to extricate himself for a moment, Yu Zhao applauded in her heart, beautiful! With the help of the assist, she continued to hold the knife and strode towards Shen Yuxiu.

Good, now no one can save him.

It's now!

"Today I will take your life." This time, the tip of Yu Zhao's knife was scorching and captivating, but it stopped abruptly at his chest and could not move forward at all.

A strange barrier rose out of nowhere, and the girl suppressed her anger and pressed it down a little more.

The surface of the lake trembled slightly, and a gauze sleeve slowly rose up.

"Want to kill me?" The soaked young man suddenly opened his dark eyes that were like a deep pool, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if everything was under his control, but his expression became increasingly gloomy and dark.

"I have the luck of a true dragon, and all the undead in Dragon King Valley will protect me." Shen Yuxiu supported himself on the ground with one hand and stood up slowly. A group of black shadows floated around him, surrounding him.

Yu Zhao, standing opposite him, suddenly froze. True Dragon Luck...wasn't that Shen Yuzhuo's? How come Shen Yuxiu also had it? This was trouble.

It’s so hard to kill.

With a flick of his hand, the blade drew an arc on the water surface, and a few drops of water splashed slightly. Yu Zhao put away the knife. The blood in his body almost boiled. The breath of the undead made him feel very uncomfortable.

The Jinghong Sword was restless.

The small body was covered by the overwhelming black shadow, and the sky was also shrouded in darkness. The bright crescent moon was no longer visible, and on the ground were monks lying unconscious.

A damp and cold breath surged up and down like boiling water. Yu Zhao frowned and prepared to retreat and slip away first.

The next second, all I could hear was a mocking sound.

Buzz buzz buzz --

It sounded like the sound of rippling water, mixed with strange roars.

Yu Zhao froze in place, her eyes suddenly clear. She couldn't hear or see, like vulnerable prey. Shen Yuxiu strolled forward, letting his shadow swallow her inch by inch.

The wet fingers grabbed her wrist and gradually tightened. The cold touch made Yu Zhao sober up instantly. She reacted subconsciously and kicked the person opposite her directly on the knee.

The young man took a deep breath, quickly let go of his hand and stroked his painful knee. When he raised his eyes, the coldness in his eyes almost condensed into substance, and the words he spoke were almost squeezed out from between his teeth word by word. It was obvious that he was really angry.

From capturing Shen Yuzhuo to capturing Yu Zhao, nothing went smoothly. He suffered losses repeatedly and took out all his anger on her, as if he had found a punching bag.

"Yu Zhao, my patience has its limits. Don't refuse my toast and then drink the forfeit."

Tsk.

"I just want to curse today, so I'll let you go." Yu Zhao retorted to him bluntly. Just as Shen Yuxiu waved her hand to command the undead, her black boots lightly tapped the surface of the lake, and she suddenly dived into the water, like a nimble fish in the water.

The water surface soon calmed down, and the girl in black disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Some of them were trying to disappear right in front of him, but he had no way to stop them. The formation set up by the snake and fish beauties around him had not disappeared yet. His chest seemed to be squeezed into a ball by an inexplicable force, and Shen Yuxiu had no choice but to stay where he was and sulk.