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In the end, the Demon Lord gave up the idea of ​​playing chess with Yan Wenmo, and Yan Wenmo finally didn't have to rack his brains to defeat the Demon Lord on the chessboard.

She thought that this failure would make the Demon Lord depressed for a long time, or even just for a while, but it seemed that was not the case, because just after she returned to the farm and had a good sleep, the Demon Lord came again to find something for her to do.

Therefore, Yan Wenmo was awakened by a knock on the door early the next morning. The person knocking on the door was the farm guard, Zhao Wenlong.

The one who asked Zhao Wenlong to knock on the door was the Demon Lord, who had nothing to do early in the morning and came to the farm to cause trouble.

Yan Wenmo listened to the hurried knock on the door outside, dressed himself lazily, and then walked out slowly.

She yawned as she walked, but when she opened the door, she immediately became awake and opened the door.

Outside the door was Zhao Wenlong's face, which was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. Yan Wenmo raised his eyes lazily and said unhappily:

"Something happened?!"

Zhao Wenlong nodded, and then reminded in a low voice:

"The Demon Lord sent someone to wake me up early in the morning, so that I could wake you up."

Yan Wenmo glanced at the Demon Lord who was drinking tea in the pavilion in the courtyard, nodded, and said:

"I know, go ahead and get busy."

Zhao Wenlong nodded, then looked at Yan Wenmo worriedly and left silently.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Wenmo calmed down and headed towards where the Demon Lord was. Seeing her coming, the Demon Lord chuckled and put down his teacup and said:

"Didn't I wake you up?!"

Yan Wenmo smiled and said softly:

"How could that be?! Your Excellency has been waiting for me for a long time."

The Demon Lord looked at her obedient appearance and said nothing more. Instead, he said:

"I have been idle lately. I saw that you are good at using the sword. Do you dare to fight with me?!"

Yan Wenmo was silent. She looked at the Demon Lord innocently and said without hesitation:

"I surrender"

The Demon Lord looked at her in surprise and continued:

"I don't use my full strength"

Regarding this, Yan Wenmo still said with certainty:

"I surrender"

"I only used half of my strength."

"I surrender"

"I only use one hand"

"I surrender"

……

In the end, the Demon Lord looked at Yan Wenmo, who was sincere, calm, and serious, and said impatiently:

"Do you want to fight me, or do you want me to have this lousy place of yours destroyed right now?!"

Yan Wenmo was silent again. She looked at the warning look in the Demon Lord's eyes, sighed helplessly, and then said:

"All right"

The moment she finished speaking, she drew the sword from its sheath, and the tip of the Broken Moon Sword pointed directly at the Demon Lord's heart. The Demon Lord did not move at all, but reached out and grabbed the tip of the Broken Moon Sword that was rushing towards him, and then blood flowed down.

After a year, he still couldn't smash the Broken Moon Sword, but the Broken Moon Sword also couldn't move forward an inch.

Without hesitation, Yan Wenmo drew out the sword held by the Demon Lord and attacked again, but was easily blocked by the Demon Lord again. The Demon Lord just looked at Yan Wenmo calmly, and not only the hem of his clothes, but even his hair did not change in the slightest.

Yan Wenmo looked at the other party and subconsciously mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, but no matter how hard he tried, the Demon Lord was like a mountain in front of her, motionless.

Finally, Yan Wenmo took back the Broken Moon Sword and put it back into the scabbard. The Demon Lord looked at her expression, which showed that she was not disappointed or disappointed because of the failure, and said nonchalantly:

"I am very disappointed in you!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenmo said perfunctorily:

"Europe"

Seeing her lazy tone, the Demon Lord was not annoyed, but spoke on his own:

"I thought at first that since I humiliated you and made you wear women's clothes, you would be angry and blame me. You would kill me at all costs or even commit suicide. But that didn't happen."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Wenmo, who was still playing with his belt, and continued:

"I thought you built this place to gather talented people, even monks who could help you get revenge, but in the end, they were just ordinary people with nothing but strength."

Shaking his head, he chuckled and said with sarcasm in his tone:

"Even your counterattack was just to offend me and smash some junk, that's all."

After saying this, he stood up, walked to Yan Wenmo, looked down at her, couldn't help but get close to her, and asked in a low voice:

"Yan Shisan, don't you have any self-respect?! Those powerless women dared to shout that they wanted to kill me, cut me into pieces, and send me to hell. Why didn't you, a man with a proud character, do anything?!"

When Yan Wenmo heard this, he paused playing with his belt, then raised his eyes, looked at the Demon Lord with a smile, and said sarcastically:

"So what does Your Majesty want me to do?! What's the reaction?!"

As she spoke, she met the Demon Lord's calm eyes and asked with a cold smile:

"Do you want me to insult you?! Or do you want me to kill you?! Or to act hysterically like a lunatic?! As long as Your Majesty wants me to do it, I will do it, but... will it work?!"

This question sounds like an answer, but also like a warning. Because it is useless, I won’t do it. Because it is useless, I haven’t done it.

The Demon Lord looked at the coldness in her eyes, her carelessness and indifference, sneered, and said:

"Cowardice is cowardice, why bother looking for excuses? Being bloodless is being bloodless, why bother trying to cover it up?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Wenmo's jaw, and said sarcastically, word by word:

"Yan Shisan, you are living in such a shameful way, which really makes me ashamed."

Yan Wenmo was forced to look at the Demon Lord, seeing the contempt and disdain in his eyes, and spoke word by word with a smile:

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Excellency"

The Demon Lord looked at Yan Wenmo's stubborn appearance and remained silent for a long time. Then, he released the hand that was pinching Yan Wenmo's chin, sneered, and left on his own.

Yan Wenmo looked at the back of the Demon Lord as he left, seeming to be relieved, yet extremely disappointed.

Sitting on a stool in the pavilion in an extremely decadent manner, Yan Wenmo looked at the teacup on the table and inexplicably wanted to smash it. Her hand had clearly touched the teacup, and it would shatter into pieces if she just threw it away, but she held back.

There was nothing wrong with Chazhan, it was she who was angry. She could not hurt the innocent Chazhan because of her anger. Thinking of this, she withdrew her hand that was holding Chazhan, looking lonely and sad.

"Daddy, please bear with the pain. I...can't hold on any longer."

Yan Wenmo couldn't help crying as he covered his face in despair. On the side, Jiang Wenbai grabbed Xie Xiaofeng who wanted to comfort Yan Wenmo and said:

"Leave her alone for a while. It won't do anything if we go over there."

Hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng paused as he was about to move, then looked at Yan Wenmo who was crying with worry, and said:

"Your Majesty will know"

"No problem"

Jiang Wenbai said calmly:

"She used soundproofing in the yard, so no one outside could hear what was happening inside."

The reason why Jiang Wenbai said this was because Zhao Wenlong had called him for a long time outside the courtyard a few days ago, but he was helping to deal with the account books in the house and did not hear Zhao Wenlong's call at all.

At the end of the situation, Zhao Wenlong ran in angrily and asked him if he was putting on airs and ignoring him as his senior brother, to which he innocently defended himself by saying that he was not.

Zhao Wenlong didn't believe it at first, but he had no choice but to do an experiment. Then, after Zhao Wenlong found that he really couldn't hear, he believed what he said and reluctantly forgave him.

From this, he deduced that Yan Wenmo must have used some sound-proofing device, otherwise, he would not have failed to hear Zhao Wenlong calling him.

Therefore, no matter how crazy, noisy, or hysterical Yan Wenmo was in this yard, no one would hear anything, no one would discover anything, and no one would know anything.

【Wenhou Small Theater】

The microphone was handed to Yan Wenmo

"Excuse me, do you have any objection to the Demon Lord's comment that you are spineless?!"

Yan Wenmo, who was sharpening his knife, smiled brilliantly and said:

"No objection!"

"Then the knife you sharpened is..."

"The system told me that those who destroy my Dao heart should be killed."