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

Yu Zhao grabbed the little fox's neck with his backhand and stroked its soft fur unhappily, "I've raised you for several days, and I don't even know your name."

Senior Qingniao didn't say anything either.

Touching his soft belly, Yu Zhao felt much better.

I've never seen him eat meat, but he can gain weight just by eating grapes.

"Come on, tell me, what's your name?" she asked, rubbing his chubby face.

The little fox looked at her as if she were an idiot, pushing her face away with its big furry tail, with a hint of disgust.

"Senior Sister, he probably can't speak yet." Leng Quanyi squatted down, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said earnestly, "He is a fox. You can't communicate with him using human language."

Then she lay on the ground and whimpered like a fox.

Yu Zhao: “…”

Didn't see it.

The little fox was also speechless. It jumped onto Yu Zhao's head with its tail raised and looked down at Leng Quanyi, with more pity in its eyes.

Yu Zhao felt so overwhelmed that he pulled the fox pendant on his head to his shoulders and hung it as a pendant. Then he pulled his big tail around his neck, making him look like a fox scarf, which was quite warm.

"Forget it, let's wait for Master to come back and ask him."

Leng Quanyi stared for a moment, then stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and followed her example, pulling the soft fox tail and hanging it around her neck.

The two men and the fox ignored the strange looks from the people around them and walked all the way back to Qingcheng Mountain, carrying the fox.

The evening breeze was cool, and the insects in the weeds by the roadside were chirping. A figure stood in the moonlight, like a sculpture. It did not move until the two approached.

"Zhao Zhao, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet so late?" Zhuo's depressed expression instantly disappeared when he saw Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao's voice was a little low, "I went to do a little thing."

Under his puzzled gaze, Leng Quanyi chuckled with some pride, "My senior sister and I are going to put on a sack and beat my senior brother."

Zhuo frowned, pursed his lips, and whispered softly, "Such a fun thing and you didn't take me with you."

The three of them still slept in two beds as usual, with Yu Zhao, as the human dividing line, being quite kind.

The starlight blends into the evening breeze, bringing peace and tranquility.

The next day.

The early morning sun shines obliquely, casting a small patch of light on the ground.

Yu Zhao washed up and went out as usual. Leng Quanyi walked down the mountain. She still had to accept her master's teachings. Zhuo was still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly in a mess.

With a "click", a heavy object fell.

The bluebird landed on the window frame, its battered body dragging itself. Its chubby body had become much thinner, and the feathers on its buttocks had been almost stripped away, making it look a bit like a broiler chicken bought at the market.

He shouted to the little fox in the cage, "Mountain Master! I'm back."

As he spoke, he took out a blood-red crystal from his feather. This was the Blood Sea Crystal that he had stolen from the Fallen Immortal's Lair with great difficulty.

It may be useless to ordinary people, but it is a rare tonic for monks who have lost their minds.

When the blue bird saw his mountain master locked in a cage, he felt very distressed. He hurried over to open the cage and let him out.

"That foolish disciple of yours is enough. He actually locked you in a cage!"

Unexpectedly, the little fox suddenly jumped out and disappeared in an instant.

The little fox didn't run away, but opened its sharp claws and grabbed Zhuo on the bed. He remembered the person who stole his grapes.

Sensing the danger, the sleeping boy reacted quickly and picked up the pillow to block it. With a "ripping" sound, the sharp claws and cloth became entangled.

Feathers were flying everywhere as the two men fought fiercely.

Not caring who the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him was, the blue bird trembled all over and hurried forward to stop the fight, its wings almost smoking.

"Stop, stop, stop fighting!"

At least we have to let the mountain master eat the blood sea crystal first, otherwise after a long time, the effect will not be good and the mountain master may become an idiot!

While the man and the fox were pulling each other, Bluebird wanted to take advantage of the chaos to stuff the blood sea crystal in his hand into the fox's mouth.

Unfortunately, the little fox misunderstood and thought that the blue bird was in cahoots with him.

In the end, the man, the fox and the bird wrestled into a ball, and the whole hut was filled with smoke. Their fighting ability was quite good, and the house was shaking and almost collapsed.

Yu Zhao, who returned halfway to get his storage bag, almost had a myocardial infarction when he saw the scene in front of him.

"..."

My hands are itchy, I really want to slap someone.

"Stop! What do you want to do? You've destroyed the house, and now you all want to sleep on the street?"

As she scolded him, the young man with bruises on his face stopped with a wronged look on his face.

He looked a bit disheveled with his messy hair and paw prints. "It was the fox who started it."

When he turned around, his partners in crime, Little Fox and Bluebird, had already disappeared.

They didn't go far, they just squatted on the tree.

Bluebird breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Yu Zhao had suddenly returned, otherwise they would have been fighting until dark. The Blood Sea Crystal had been fed, so now it was up to the Mountain Master.

The little fox on the side curled up into a ball, with its hair standing up, almost turning into a sea urchin ball.

Until dark, the moonlight is like a waterfall and the apricot blossoms are bright.

The fox's claws slowly turned into slender, beautiful hands, and the fox's body shape slowly changed.

The young man opened his purple eyes, his skin seemed even whiter and more delicate under the moonlight, and a few messy strands of black hair fell on his handsome face, which added a bit of laziness to him.

He covered his forehead and frowned, his bony fingers slightly curled up.

The bluebird happily jumped up and down beside him, "Mountain Master, are you finally awake?"

When Cui Yu touched the blood-stained feathers of the blue bird, he frowned and flicked his fingers, and the vast spiritual power rushed into his body frantically.

The bluebird felt relaxed all over. The wounds on its body were almost healed, but its beautiful feathers still needed to be healed. Now it could fly to the eighteenth floor in one breath.

"Was it those old guys who beat us up?" the young man asked him.

He didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was a little vague. Bluebird waved his fist. "Yes, yes, yes, it's the one with horns on his head, and the one with long hair and who likes to cry."

Cui Yu's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of annoyance flashed through his mind.

He is a fallen immortal, but he tries hard to keep his sanity. He cannot fit into the Abandoned Immortal Valley where the fallen immortals gather. His final destination is only the Demon Realm. If he does not hide his identity, there will be no place for him even in the world of immortal cultivation.

The lights in the cabin were on, and the three people had already left and disappeared.

Looking at the empty little house, Cui Yu sighed. He had no home for a long time, but he wanted her to have a place to stay.

Suddenly I thought of that handsome young man...

The young man clenched his sleeves, and the fish turned into a human.

An eyesore.

"Master? Why are you in the tree?"

Yu Zhao's voice suddenly sounded behind him. His back stiffened for a moment. He quickly covered his eyes with white gauze and then slowly turned his head.

The girl looked at him from beneath the tree, her eyes cold. She was dressed in clean, neat black clothes and held a lantern in her hand. Compared to those beautiful and aesthetically pleasing female cultivators, she was more like an assassin in the dark night, ready to take someone's life at any time.

The white petals fell all over the ground, and were gently blown up by the wind and piled up together.

Seeing that Yu Zhao was still wearing the same mask as before and had not used the things he brought her.

The young man wanted to say something, but stopped at his lips.

He was afraid that if he interfered too much, she would be annoyed, just like the other disciples of Qingcheng Sect were afraid of and hated their master.

She has no memory of her past life, and they don't have much interaction in this life.

Yu Zhao only saw the blue bird and did not see the fox.

Her tone was low and apologetic, "Master, your fox ran away and I couldn't find it."

Normally he would be there at night, but he got lost today, which was really frustrating.

The young man didn't care much about the little fox. He said calmly, "If it runs away, it will come back on its own."

He couldn't really bring back a fox.

Seeing the young man coming back, he pointed with a curved finger, saying something unclear, "What's wrong with him? Disciples from outside the sect cannot live in Qingcheng Mountain."

"As far as I know, he is not a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect."

A voice full of oppression fell into her ears, and Yu Zhao was stunned. She had to explain the problem of Zhuo.

"He's not a human being."

After these words were spoken, the three of them fell silent.

Zhuo: “???”

Zhao Zhao, do you want to hear what you have to say?