Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

I don’t know if it’s because he feels guilty, but the Demon Lord hasn’t come to harass Yan Wenmo in recent days. And because of a fight at the celebration banquet that day, more and more people are secretly watching the farm.

Yan Wenmo knew about this, Jiang Wenbai knew about it, Zhao Wenlong knew about it, and Xie Xiaofeng also knew about it.

The connection with Xie Xiaofeng was very simple, the universal blue and white porcelain vase. After all, in this fantasy world, the blue and white porcelain vase given by the system was unique and no one could imitate it.

The moment she saw the blue and white porcelain vase, Xie Xiaofeng could not help but be stunned. She stared blankly at Yan Wenmo, who was smiling brightly in front of her. After a long silence, she tentatively asked:

"Is it me, or my subordinates?!"

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo concluded that Xie Xiaofeng seemed to know some news, and this news should have been told to her by Jiang Wenbai, so she reluctantly took back the blue and white porcelain bottle in her hand and spread her hands:

“Never loaned out”

Since it is not lent out, it is even more impossible to give it to others. If it is impossible to give it to others, who is this person in front of me? ! It is obvious.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with sadness. She looked deeply at Yan Wenmo's current appearance, subconsciously opened her mouth, and then suppressed the sourness that had just risen in her throat, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"what happened?!"

Seeing her like this, Yan Wenmo pretended to be nonchalant, spread his hands and said with a smile:

"It's just a way for the Demon Lord to humiliate people. Don't worry about me."

Although these words were meant to comfort her, Xie Xiaofeng was not relieved. She was silent for a long time before she looked at Yan Wenmo with a worried look on her face and asked:

"Did he recognize you as his enemy?!"

To be honest, Yan Wenmo was not sure whether the other party recognized her, but since the system did not notify her, she probably did not recognize her. So, she did not hide it and said bluntly:

"There shouldn't be any, otherwise, the means of humiliation will only become more cruel"

Hearing her say this, Xie Xiaofeng looked at her in disbelief and couldn't help but asked in a crying voice:

"It's already like this, isn't it cruel enough?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at the tears hidden in her eyes, smiled, and said with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes:

"If I were really a woman, my fate would be even more miserable!"

Her tone was very light, as if she was talking about something insignificant, but Xie Xiaofeng seemed to understand something.

He gritted his teeth silently.

In the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, no, in the entire Demon Cult, the status of female cultivators is not high. Even Chu Yanhong, who is revered as a saint by the demon cultivators and whose cultivation level is in the Nascent Soul stage, almost reaching the Mahayana stage, is just one of the tools for the Demon Lord to practice dual cultivation. The status of other female cultivators is even worse.

Therefore, their charm, their amorous feelings, and their fatal temptation are just their only means to survive.

To be honest, in the Demonic Cult, only the female cultivators in the Body Tempering Sect have a slightly higher status. After all, this sect, which specializes in strengthening the body, simply disdains other methods of cultivation.

Because of this, they had the highest strength and became the only outliers in the Demon Cult, and finally became the thorn in the side of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord once tried to recruit Xie Xiaofeng and asked her to submit to him, but Xie Xiaofeng refused.

Not long after Xie Xiaofeng rejected the Demon Lord, Elder Guigu infiltrated the Body Refining Sect. However, within just half a month, the Body Refining Sect was conquered by the heroine Chu Yanhong, and the Body Refining Sect ceased to exist.

The Demon Lord always kills his enemies without mercy, and therefore, when his enemy is a woman, his means of revenge will be even more despicable and even cruel.

Life is worse than death, maybe it is an adjective, but for the Demon Lord, it is a noun, a real word.

He will let you know what it means to have despair after hope, what it means to have great sorrow after great joy, and what it means to soar to the sky one day and fall into the mud the next.

He can make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, and follow his heart in doing what he likes. Everything seems to be under his control.

His method of dealing with people is extremely simple and crude. That is to satisfy all your fantasies. When you have hope, expectation and expectation, he will casually destroy everything in front of you.

He made you fall from being a rich man to being a beggar, from being high and mighty to being as lowly as an ant, and from being a clean person to being covered in filth.

What he likes is the degradation of the banished immortal, the kneeling of the noble, the genius becoming ordinary people, and the beauty rotting into mud.

All the women in his Wanmo Palace were snatched away by him, but none of them did not truly love him.

Maybe it's not love for him, but Stockholm syndrome caused by him. But even so, those women seem to have no other choice except loving him.

He will be affectionate and loving to the woman when she is wary and disgusted, as if he could give her his life, no matter how many times you hurt and ridicule him.

He will look at you with those affectionate and unrepentant eyes, as if he really loves you deeply, to the bone.

He will make you feel guilty, make you feel distressed, make you fall in love with him, depend on him, and admire him involuntarily. Then, he will push you to the bottom, pull out in an instant, and tell you that everything before was just a game.

His acting skills were excellent, and he deceived the hearts of woman after woman, making them crazy for him, mad for him, and willing to do anything for him, even killing each other.

Such an enemy, without a strong spiritual core, a tenacious mind, and correct values, would have no chance of defeating him. Unfortunately, he had never had a worthy opponent.

Therefore, when Yan Wenmo said that she was fortunately not a woman, Xie Xiaofeng clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

Seeing that Xie Xiaofeng was in a bad mood, Yan Wen could only hug her comfortingly, pat her back gently, and whispered:

"It's great, Xiaofeng, it's really great, I'm not dead yet, I'm still alive, and I still have the ability to take revenge, it can't be better than this"

Hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng's pent-up tears burst out instantly, soaking Yan Wenmo's clothes. She hugged Yan Wenmo regardless and choked up:

"How can this be considered good?! How can you consider it good when he humiliates you like this?! Thirteen, you shouldn't be like this now?! You should have... you should have..."

As she spoke, she began to choke up and even burst into tears.

Xie Xiaofeng was extremely regretful at this moment. She regretted that she actually felt that leaving Yan Wenmo and leaving them was the best protection for them.

Now, she realized belatedly that her departure did not protect them, but even dragged the people she cared about into the quagmire.

This is a feeling of powerlessness, a deep feeling of powerlessness, a feeling of powerlessness where you clearly want to do something but can only watch the other person slip away from you. This feeling of powerlessness is the most hurtful.

Yan Wenmo also has this feeling of powerlessness, but she cannot give up, she cannot fall down, she still has a blood feud to avenge, she still has many ideals to realize, she cannot stop here, so, she can only grit her teeth and fight hard.

Death is a very simple thing, but living to the fullest is a kind of stubborn courage.

She believed that there would be a way out, there would be hope, there would be a tomorrow, and she wanted to be able to live well and happily no matter what the circumstances.

So, she smiled, even with tears in her eyes, she hugged Xie Xiaofeng and whispered to comfort her:

"Don't be sad, it's... not your fault"

Just like, everything that happened to me was not my fault.

After venting his anger, he regained his rationality. After all, Xie Xiaofeng was the leader of the Body Tempering Sect, so it would be safer to ask her some questions about the Demon Lord.

So, when Yan Wenmo asked whether the Demon Lord was married or had someone he loved but could not have, Xie Xiaofeng fell silent.

She looked at Yan Wenmo with a complicated expression, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Seeing her like this, Yan Wenmo felt uneasy and couldn't help but hesitated and said:

"Is that too much?!"

It’s no wonder Yan Wenmo thought so. After all, the Demon Lord had quite a few women in the original text.

Seeing Yan Wenmo's hesitation, Xie Xiaofeng said with a complicated expression:

"Your Majesty, it is impossible to fall in love with anyone! And it is even more impossible to love someone but not get him! Whether it is coercion, bribery, cheating or deceiving, he has plenty of ways to make people stay by his side and never leave him."