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

Sometimes, Yu Zhao even suspected that someone had deliberately brought her to this world. As for the purpose...

She doesn't know either.

Why would that man choose her, a terminally ill living dead?

But for her, it's pretty good to start living again.

Yu Zhao raised her eyes and looked at the stars scattered across the night sky, feeling a surge of emotion. In a blink of an eye, she had been in this world for twelve years.

The evening breeze blew wildly, confusing her mind. The girl in black clothes and black hair almost merged into the dark night.

A vague figure sitting on a jade stone appeared in her mind. Leng Quanyi, who was standing behind her, had a dull look in her eyes and couldn't help rubbing her eyes, but the figure disappeared and her senior sister was still in front of her.

……

The next morning.

Yu Zhao went alone to a small secret place in Huaishui Town. It was said that it had just been opened not long ago, and many independent cultivators and disciples of the sects rushed there to strangle the wild spirit beasts that had suddenly gone mad and obtain their inner alchemy.

The journey was smooth, and Yu Zhao finally settled down in an inn, which was crowded with people, and many monks were shouting and bargaining.

Because the boss has been raising the price.

Sometimes it was ten thousand spirit stones, sometimes it was thirty thousand spirit stones, and it was still rising continuously with no limit.

Tens of thousands of spirit stones were an astronomical figure for a casual cultivator, so they immediately ran away. Most of them spent the night in the trees outside, and they were used to it.

Only some disciples with some financial resources are still fighting for it.

"Boss, it's not right for you to keep asking for exorbitant prices, is it?" An irritable monk frowned coldly, raised his hand and slammed the table hard, shaking the tea set to all sides.

The boss opposite snapped his fingers leisurely, and the male cultivator who was eating heartily stood up and walked over quickly.

Powerful spiritual power was revealed, and it turned out to be a Jindan stage cultivator.

The monk who had just spoken fell silent in an instant. His whole body trembled, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he said nothing and had to walk away in shame.

Since my cultivation level is not as high as the other party's, there is no point in fighting any further.

Yu Zhao thought for a while and decided to observe and see if there were any strong opponents this time.

Besides, he was very concerned about those wild spirit beasts. They would not go crazy for no reason. And it happened to be the time when this small secret realm was opened. It was too coincidental. There must be something fishy going on.

After about an hour, the hall was still crowded. Yu Zhao hadn't spotted any cultivators with particularly high cultivation levels. Most were in the Foundation Establishment stage, with a few at the Golden Core stage like her.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yu Zhao stood up and walked out, but unexpectedly bumped into someone at the door.

The female cultivator greeted him with a smile and quickly apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist. I'm truly sorry."

As she spoke, she walked out quickly.

Yu Zhao looked at her back without saying a word, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and he followed her silently.

As the moonlit night falls and the nightingales begin to sing, the cold of the night silently invades the body, making people shiver all over.

The jumping female cultivator did not notice the movement behind her. She was just weighing the storage bag in her hand, with a smile on her sallow face.

"I met another fool."

As soon as she finished speaking, the cold blade fell on her neck, revealing the murderous intent.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words. Say it again." As he spoke, Yu Zhao's blade moved a little closer.

He is quite capable and stole things from her. To be honest, the person in front of him is very clever. Although he is a cultivator, he did not use spiritual power, but relied purely on unique techniques.

If she hadn't always focused on her storage bag, she might have been fooled.

The slightly cool touch on her neck made the female cultivator dare not move at all. She knelt on the ground trembling, and offered the storage bag with both hands. Her voice trembled and she said, "Fellow Daoist, please spare my life. I'm just starving and need some money to spend."

Yu Zhao was not in a hurry to take the storage bag because it was just a decoration and contained only some worn-out clothes. She hid the storage bag containing the spirit stones close to her body.

Seeing that she was dressed like a local, he wanted to get some useful information from her.

Seeing no movement, the female cultivator raised her face, her black eyes rolling around, and she smiled flatteringly.

"Fellow Daoist, you must want to go to the small secret realm, right? I do know some gossip. If you can let me go, I will tell you."

There was dust on her cheeks and the hem of her clothes, and she looked a little disheveled, but her eyes kept scanning other places.

"Did you make a mistake?" Yu Zhao smiled sinisterly, the cold blade flashing with a cold light. "You are in my hands now, you have no right to negotiate terms."

Suddenly, a small stone hit him. Yu Zhao quickly turned his head to avoid it, and was shocked.

Any helpers?

Not honest at all.

The female cultivator on the ground suddenly burst out with amazing strength, grabbed the bloody blade with both hands, and blood flowed out of her palms, dripping onto the ground along the lines on her palms.

She yelled hysterically at the branch beside her, "Erniu, Sanya, you two idiots, get out of here!"

"You vicious bad woman, don't bully Sister Xiao Sang!"

Gradually, more stones came hurtling towards Yu Zhao's head. "Evil bad woman!" Yu Zhao didn't even blink. He raised his hand and summoned his spiritual power, sending the harmless little stones flying back the way they had come, smashing straight into the "helper" hidden in the leaves.

All I could hear were a few childish screams of "ouch".

With a "plop", two small figures fell to the ground.

Yu Zhao could see clearly now: it was a little girl in rags, limping, with white eyes and no pupils. The other little boy was missing a hand and had a slight limp.

The two of them helped each other to stand up, picked up the branches on the ground and rushed over.

Yu Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly, but her hand holding the knife did not waver at all. Even though she had tolerance for children and disabled people, she could not go too far.

If she is bullied, she will definitely not show mercy.

"If you keep moving, your little sister Sang's head will be separated from her body."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two little guys froze in place like wooden figures, crying like snotty dogs.

"Don't kill her, kill me if you want to. I'm young and have a thin neck, so it's easy to cut." Erniu protected San Ya behind him, his legs shaking like sieves, and his slender neck was exposed when he spoke.

"Don't kill Brother Niu, kill me if you want." San Ya walked forward with some fear, her white pupils filled with tears.

Xiao Sang's eyes were red. He raised his pale face, supported himself on the ground with both hands and said excitedly: "Kill me, that's enough. Let them go. I stole your storage bag!"

"kill me."

"Get out of here! If you want to die, I'll be the first one to die."

Watching them scramble to be killed and quarreling with each other.

Yu Zhao: “…”

When was she going to kill them?

I just want to get some information.