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

Looking at the bloody mouth that was getting closer and closer, Yu Zhao did not close her eyes to accept the coming of death. She wanted to remember this black blind man forever and ever, and she would definitely blow his head off in the future!

Even if this was a dream, she couldn't accept dying in such a miserable way.

But the expected pain did not come.

Sizzle--

She heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh. The black bear's thick fur was easily pierced, and blood splattered three feet away. A man walked towards her quickly in the blood and leaned close to her.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The boy had a handsome face, and tears mixed with blood stained most of his face red. He was a little at a loss, holding the baby and muttering to himself.

"sorry Sorry……"

He slowly raised his head, dusty and exhausted, his eyes red and his brows weary, as if he had been searching for a long time. Yu Zhao looked at him with open eyes, reaching out her small hand and grasping his fingers.

Then he took a bite.

Although she was grateful to her master for saving her, she was about to be strangled to death by him.

One yard owned by a yard.

The bite of a baby without teeth does not hurt. Cui Yu did not know that it was Yu Zhao's revenge and thought she was playing with him.

The Nine-tailed Sky Fox clan plays by transforming into their original forms and biting each other.

In the last narrow sight, Yu Zhao saw his master smiling happily. He didn't know what he was laughing at, but she closed her eyes and stopped breathing.

That's right, she's dead.

Starved to death.

Not eating for two days is already the limit for her body.

Just when Yu Zhao thought the night would not last long and the dream should be over, she came back to life.

This time she was sitting at the entrance of the village playing in the mud, her whole body was dirty. A dark shadow was slowly approaching from behind. Yu Zhao dodged it cautiously and looked back at him.

He was an old man with a white beard, white hair, and a hunched back, but his eyes were bright and sharp. Although his appearance had changed, Yu Zhao still recognized him.

This is her master. This time he is not in the appearance of a fox boy, but has turned into an old Taoist with an ox nose.

Seeing her avoid him, Cui Yu raised his hand awkwardly and coughed twice in a pretentious manner.

"Child, I see that you have amazing bones and are a good seedling for cultivating immortality. I would like to accept you as my disciple, okay?"

Yu Zhao originally wanted to say yes, after all, she was the master's disciple. Perhaps if she became the master's disciple again, this uncontrollable dream would end.

But her body was somewhat out of control. She hurriedly pushed away the person in front of her and ran towards the house, shouting loudly.

"Dad, Mom! There's a beggar!"

The next second, all the villagers came out, including aunts and uncles, and rushed out with farm tools, driving Cui Yu out of the village.

But the next day, Cui Yu came again, but this time he did not come alone, but brought a few cultivators with him. The cultivator had a somewhat prominent background and was a disciple of a nearby immortal cultivation sect.

The upright disciple apologized repeatedly to the villagers.

"I'm so sorry, he's an elder of our Qingcheng Sect. He's not a liar, nor is he a scoundrel. Please show some mercy."

Some people in the village knew them, so they naturally accepted his identity.

In this way, Yu Zhao was brought back to Qingcheng Mountain by Cui Yu, and his parents received a large amount of gold, silver and treasures, enough for their retirement.

Everyone in the village was very happy because an immortal had finally appeared in their Gada Village.

Holding his soft and slightly cool hand, Yu Zhao came to Qingcheng Mountain, but the Qingcheng Mountain in front of her was completely different from when she came to Qingcheng Sect. There was snow all year round, and the white snow stretched as far as the eye could see.

White is the main color here, which is completely different from the impression of Qingcheng Mountain full of spring colors.

The master in front of him seemed to have no idea how to teach his disciples. He always read books by lamplight at night, such as: "How to Become a Great Master in the World", "The Cultivation Guide for the Best Masters in the World of Immortality", and "How Masters in High-Risk Professions Survive".

There are even miscellaneous books such as "Guide to Raising Human Cubs", "My Arrogant Apprentice Fell in Love with Me", "How to Persuade Your Apprentice to Be Obedient", and "Three Thousand Bedtime Stories".

There are genuine, pirated and unabridged versions.

These books were densely packed and filled the entire attic. Yu Zhao hadn't even opened a page yet, and just looking at the book covers gave him a headache. There were tens of thousands of these books, and some were so thick that they could directly punch through the floor.

In addition to teaching Yu Zhao how to practice daily, he stayed up all night long, with dark circles under his eyes during the day. He seemed to be constantly studying these things. Even when Yu Zhao got up at night and passed by, he could see that the attic was brightly lit, and his slender figure was slightly bent, already lying on the table to watch.

But still refused to give up.

Yu Zhao didn't know much about his master, but the master in this dream was really stupid, like a master who was constantly learning and hoping to be recognized by his disciple.

Go against Tiangang.

It wasn't quite the master-disciple relationship she had imagined; he did it the opposite way.

Although it was a dream, she felt bad.

It's too tiring. It would be nice to live an easier life. At least if she were the master, it would definitely not be so tiring. If the apprentice is too troublesome, she would choose to let him find another master, or find a suitable master for him.

She couldn't teach, but she wouldn't waste other people's time.

Yu Zhao took the little rabbit lantern, slowly walked up the stairs and pushed open the door.

What came into view was a tired-looking young man, his silver hair hanging on the beams. He was doing a horse stance, and durian peels from the day were lying on his seat.

Yu Zhao hesitated at the door for a moment, but still walked in.

Cui Yu's eyes were blurry and he didn't notice that there was an extra person in the room, muttering something.

Yu Zhao took two steps forward and moved closer, only then could he hear his words clearly.

"Disciples are a magical creature in the world of immortal cultivation. Most of them are gifted. After all, no one will accept someone without talent. As the saying goes, a disciple surpasses his master..."

"Master, aren't you going to sleep yet?" Yu Zhao looked at the young master with silver hair who looked about the same age as her.

Cui Yu raised his head slowly, and only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was Yu Zhao. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by sadness.

"Master, there's no need to sleep. The night gets more exciting. Disciple, go to bed early. Master has to take you down the mountain to eliminate demons tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Zhao looked down at the fox tail exposed behind him and was silent for a moment. She felt that if she really wanted to get rid of the monster, she would not have to go down the mountain, and he might be the first one to be caught.

But Cui Yu, who was concentrating on his work, didn't notice that he was so tired that his fox tail was exposed, and he was bumped into by his apprentice.

The fox's tail was bald in patches, and its fur was scattered all over the ground. Yu Zhao stared at it for a moment before looking away. It was indeed a dream. The fox's tail was connected to his master, and even to the perennially snow-capped Qingcheng Mountain.

Weird.

It is said that dreams and reality are opposites, and this should be the case now.