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

Just as the Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit was making a fuss, Shen Yuzhuo, looking through the crowd with a solemn expression, fell on the face of the girl who was sleeping with her eyes lowered.

This……

How come he looks so much like the young master of heaven - Shaoqing.

No, her face is a little childish, but she has a strong yin aura, a typical woman.

Gender shouldn't change in the underworld.

In the dim light, the boy's eyes gradually dimmed, and when he saw someone with the same face as him standing in front of Yu Zhao, he pursed his lips.

Zhuo didn't know what he said to her. The girl's eyes were curved, and she smiled peacefully, looking as quiet as a picture.

It turns out that she could smile so happily at his face?

The handsome young man also noticed a familiar gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He leaned closer, blocking Yu Zhao's figure.

From Shen Yuzhuo's perspective, the two figures overlapped and were extremely close. He seemed to be kissing her, and the bad-tempered girl did not refuse.

She didn't refuse!

Shen Yuzhuo's eyes darkened, the joints under his sleeves turned white, the blood in his body coagulated, and then gradually boiled, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He didn't know why, but he just inexplicably felt that the scene in front of him was an eyesore.

The Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit, who had an extremely long reflex arc, suddenly felt the air around him get a little colder. He saw that the obsidian eyes of the young man opposite him were dark, as if the darkness and dampness of the seabed had been stirred up.

He turned his head and looked in the direction he was looking. Qingpo and Yu Zhao seemed to have a pretty good relationship.

Zhuo was touching the little fox in Yu Zhao's arms.

but……

Why did his sword master's face turn dark again?

The sword controls the heart, the needle lies at the bottom of the sea.

"Um, how about we get together?" The Wandering Dragon Sword Spirit chuckled, trying to ease the awkwardness, and... he always smelled a hint of jealousy.

Shen Yuzhuo looked at him blankly, trying to calm his breathing and drive away the strange feeling. He just couldn't stand Zhuo using his face to be intimate with his enemy.

Yes, that's for sure.

After brainwashing myself, the confusion in my eyes disappeared.

He walked through the crowd, put one hand on the handsome boy's shoulder, pressed his palm slightly, and said angrily: "Get up, don't get so close to her with this face."

This is his face, representing his dignity!

"Give it to you?" Seeing that the person coming was Shen Yuzhuo, Yu Zhao disliked him again and pulled Zhuo behind him. "Who are you to him?"

She had always thought they were twins. After all, their souls were almost identical, one had a physical body and the other did not, and their personalities were also slightly different.

Now that Zhuo is free again, Shen Yuzhuo is jumping around again?

A typical jealous personality who can't stand others doing well.

Shen Yuzhuo's temples throbbed wildly as he repeated in disbelief. His clear jawline lifted slightly as he pointed to his chest, "Who am I to him?"

I am the main soul and he is the emotional soul, so he should listen to me.

But when he actually said it, it was a different story, so he remained silent.

After a moment, Shen Yuzhuo's eyes did not fall on the girl's face. He just stared at the smug boy with a smirk on his face, like a cat stealing fish. "Yu Zhao, mind your own business. This is between him and me."

The quarrel between the two was not loud, but it still woke up Leng Quanyi who was standing beside her. She rubbed her eyes, with tears still hanging on her eyelashes, and muttered.

"Senior sister, what happened? It's so noisy."

She slowly raised her head, and as she moved, the amber pendant on her neck slipped out from her clothes. The girl quickly grabbed it and put it back in its place.

But Shen Yuzhuo still saw it.

That amber pendant is unique, and it can be said that only the young master of heaven has it. After he ascended to become a sword immortal, he often saw the young master playing with it and never leaving it for a moment. It is said that he even has to hold it in his hand when bathing and changing clothes.

This amber pendant represents the identity of the young master of the heavenly realm. Shen Yuzhuo's expression suddenly froze. It really is the young master, reincarnated as a girl...

Thinking of the Emperor's instructions, his expression suddenly became complicated, as if he had eaten rotten rice that had been left for three days.

After all, I have some friendship with Shaojun, so there is nothing wrong with bringing her around.

"Come with me." Shen Yuzhuo stretched out his hand towards Leng Quanyi, revealing an expression that Yu Zhao could not understand.

He was staring at her junior sister's chest just now, and then wanted to take her away. It was hard not to think of other things. Yu Zhao's pupils trembled. She remembered that Shen Yuzhuo practiced the way of ruthlessness.

Does this mean he fell in love with her junior sister at first sight?

He just stole the little black fish, and now he’s become bolder and wants to snatch even her junior sister?

Yu Zhao fiercely knocked down his claws and held Leng Quanyi in his arms, like a cub. Men who practiced the ruthless way were not to be had, as they could kill their wives to prove their Dao at any time in the future, and would definitely be ranked first on the Taoist couple blacklist.

Shen Yuzhuo's eyes darkened as he clamped Leng Quanyi's slender wrist. He looked at Yu Zhao with a tough attitude and said, "Let go. I'm going to take her away today."

Everything goes wrong when he meets Yu Zhao. It's really his destiny.

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Quanyi's eyes turned cold, and she opened her mouth and bit the back of his hand hard, forcing him to let go.

The girl put her arm around Yu Zhao's shoulders and frowned at him, "I want to stay with my senior sister."

No one can separate her from her senior sister.

Senior sister?

Shen Yuzhuo was shocked and petrified on the spot. How did Yu Zhao become her senior sister?

He looked down at the teeth marks on the back of his hand and was silent for a moment, which was rare. But thinking of the emperor's instructions, he still spoke with a stiff upper lip.

"Do you know who she is?"

Thinking of the scenes in his mind, his neck flushed red, already red and warm. Shen Yuzhuo looked down at her condescendingly, his voice rising a few notches, "She is a bloodthirsty, cruel, callous, and evil woman who treats human lives as playthings."

That little bit of kindness has long been replaced by hatred.

In the future, she will slaughter all the criminals of Haoyun Sect!

His master, his fellow disciples, all died at her hands. How could he not hate her?!

Listening to his indignant condemnation, Yu Zhao raised her eyebrows, confusion flashing in her eyes. She didn't even know she was guilty of so many crimes, and they had not been together for a long time. For the custody of Jian Gu, she was still doing her best.

It must have helped him a lot.

But it's too much to criticize her now and ruin her reputation, even though she doesn't seem to have a good reputation.

Yu Zhao suddenly smiled, looked calmly into the boy's angry eyes, and gently stroked the little fox's head with his hand.

"So in your eyes, I am an unforgivable villain."

There was no anger in her beautiful light-colored eyes, only calmness like water. She had never done anything wrong, and right and wrong were not absolute criteria for her.

Just have a clear conscience.

There is no point in arguing about who is right or wrong because they have different positions. She can't satisfy everyone.

So she doesn't reflect on herself, but chooses to blame others and cause internal friction, which is too tiring and laborious.

The girl's emotions were very stable, but Shen Yuzhuo couldn't even suppress his anger. Looking into those pure, glass-colored eyes, he inexplicably retreated and his whole body stiffened.

It seemed like he had just said something wrong.

It was clearly her fault.

He knew a lot of things, things that would happen in the future, inevitable pain.

The young man's hands under his long sleeves were clenched into fists, making crackling sounds, and there was still a layer of frost on his face. The closer he got to Yu Zhao, the more impatient he became.

I really hate this feeling of being out of control.