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Jiang Wenbai carefully applied the ointment in his hand on Yan Wenmo's neck which was covered with purple marks. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of heartache.

The Demon Lord was too cruel. He hit her so hard that it was no wonder her voice became hoarse. I guess it was because the other party hit her too hard and hurt her throat.

Originally, he entered the room to ask Yan Wenmo whether she should tell Xie Xiaofeng and the others about her neck injury.

But after entering the room, he saw the plaster on her hand. Although he didn't know what the plaster was used for, Jiang Wenbai guessed that the plaster should be applied on the neck.

Therefore, without asking Yan Wenmo, he took the ointment box from her hand and volunteered to apply the ointment for the other party.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't do this. After all, Yan Wenmo had said before that the relationship you think you have is just what you think.

But Yan Wenmo didn't move for a long time and didn't stop him. He thought that she was afraid of pain and didn't dare to do it herself.

So, he applied a little on him very carefully, and then saw the other party's look full of surprise.

Noticing Yan Wenmo's surprise, Jiang Wenbai applied the medicine more gently, and even subconsciously asked:

"Did it hurt you?!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Wenmo's neck which was coated with ointment, and couldn't help but blow on it, and whispered:

"Is this any more comfortable?!"

The slightly warm wind swept across the neck that had become cool due to the application of the ointment, bringing a slight tingling sensation. Yan Wenmo awkwardly avoided Jiang Wenbai's touch and spoke in a shy voice:

"No, I can do it myself."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the ointment box, but Jiang Wenbai dodged it. Jiang Wenbai looked at the shocking purple mark on her neck and said softly:

"There are some places you can't reach, let me come"

Yan Wenmo rejected his self-recommendation and said with some resistance:

"That's too much trouble for you, I can do it myself"

As she spoke, she tried to grab the medicine box again, but Jiang Wenbai grabbed her wrist and said without question:

"No, Thirteen, this is a serious matter, don't be willful"

“I’m not willful”

Yan Wenmo said, subconsciously trying to break free from the other party's grip, but Jiang Wenbai held her tightly. She had no choice but to look at him and said awkwardly:

"What would it look like if you let go and let others see it?!"

In this regard, Jiang Wenbai said confidently:

"Whatever you see, you see it. I'm not ashamed to see you. Besides, people with a kind heart will see everything as dirty. Don't pay attention to the gossip."

After saying this, he looked at Yan Wenmo's bewildered look and consoled him:

"Besides, you and I are both men, what are you afraid of?!"

Seeing that he spoke so calmly, Yan Wenmo's mouth twitched, and he covered his forehead with his hands as if he had a headache, looking as if he was regretting his decision.

It was her fault, it was her fault. If she hadn't disguised herself as a man, she wouldn't have ended up in such a situation. But it was absolutely impossible to let Jiang Wenbai apply medicine.

Therefore, she put down her hand somewhat in despair, looked at Jiang Wenbai with an unquestionable look, and said stubbornly:

"Give it to me, or I'll be angry."

Jiang Wenbai raised his eyebrows, and then tentatively handed over the ointment box. Yan Wenmo curled his lips proudly, and was about to take it, but Jiang Wenbai easily grabbed his other hand. Looking again, there was no ointment box at all, it was just a trick of his.

At this time, both of her wrists were tightly held by Jiang Wenbai, and then Jiang Wenbai easily took out the Immortal Binding Chain and tied up Yan Wenmo's wrists.

Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai in disbelief, not understanding what he was doing? ! Jiang Wenbai tied a knot on the fairy chain that was loosely tied around her wrist, and then said with a smug look on his face:

"I knew you wouldn't listen, so I borrowed this from my senior brother before I left. If you don't listen, I will tie you up and take you away."

As he said this, he poked Yan Wenmo's forehead with his hand in an extremely mean manner, but his face was full of a doting smile.

Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai in shock and depression, thinking that he was beyond help. Jiang Wenbai proudly took out the ointment box and said to himself:

"Next time your Excellency asks you to go to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, let me accompany you. It's too dangerous there?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai, who was in a slightly better mood, with disdain and couldn't help but complain:

"What can you do if you go? You can't beat him."

Jiang Wenbai pursed his lips with a gloomy look, and then said sincerely:

"Although I can't beat him, I can at least plead for you. I know you are angry with him, but at that time..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, turned to look at Yan Wenmo seriously, and continued:

"Even if the Demon Lord really wants to kill you, your chances of escaping will be higher if I'm here with you."

He spoke so seriously, Yan Wenmo was so speechless, she rolled her eyes, couldn't help but raised her voice, and said sarcastically:

"Do you think I'm the kind of despicable person who likes to abandon my teammates and run away?!"

"I know you're not"

Jiang Wenbai said, and directly took some milky white plaster from the plaster box with his fingers, and gently applied it on Yan Wenmo's neck, saying in a stubborn yet gentle tone:

"But if it has to come to that, if it has to come to a situation where only one of us can survive, I hope that the one who survives... is you!"

Yan Wenmo was stunned. She stared blankly at the man who was applying medicine to her. She wanted to ask why, but the words came out of her mouth:

"unnecessary"

After saying that, she added:

“I don’t like to owe favors to others”

“This is not a favor.”

Jiang Wenbai's voice came softly, with some tears in his eyes, and he said silently:

"I just don't want to see you getting yourself into this state again, with injuries all over your body!"

As he spoke, his hand trembled as he applied the medicine, and his voice trembled as well, as he continued to talk to himself:

"Thirteen, you should be happy, like a child, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Baiweiju, whether in Haotian Sect, Qianyang Sect, or anywhere else. As long as you are happy and not hurt, anywhere is fine, instead of..."

At this point, his hand that was applying the medicine suddenly stopped, as if he really couldn't bear it and collapsed. He suddenly hugged Yan Wenmo in his arms and cried out:

"Thirteen, it's all my fault. I'm too weak, so you got hurt, right?! It's because I'm too weak that the Demon Lord dared to hurt you like this, right?! How could he... How could he bully you like this?!"

Yan Wenmo stared blankly at the man who held her in his arms without any explanation. For a moment, she even forgot to struggle. Jiang Wenbai's warm tears soaked her clothes, bringing a little coolness, which made her heart inexplicably soften.

Subconsciously, she wanted to comfort the other person, but her hand stopped in mid-air and then dropped silently.

She deliberately made her tone sound less weird, and said with a slightly teasing tone:

"You're crying now. The revenge hasn't come yet and you're crying like this?! What if the injury I get later is more serious than this?! Are you going to turn into Meng Jiangnu and cry at the Great Wall?!"

In an instant, Jiang Wenbai, who was hugging Yan Wenmo, stopped crying. He wiped his tears carelessly and said with great certainty:

"I'll take you away, I'll take you away now"

As he said this, he grabbed Yan Wenmo's wrist and prepared to take her away. Seeing him like this, Yan Wenmo said helplessly:

"We can just walk away, but what about these mortals?! They are powerless and don't even have the strength to resist. When we leave, they will be greeted by the full wrath of the Demon Lord. Since the Demon Lord dares to kill people in front of us, how can he care about the lives of mortals?! Jiang Wenbai, don't be willful"

Jiang Wenbai paused as he was about to leave with big strides. With red eyes, he looked at Yan Wenmo and couldn't help but ask:

"Are you going to stay here forever?!"

【Wenhou Small Theater】

The microphone was handed to Jiang Wenbai

"Excuse me, what do you think about Yan Shisan not wanting to leave?!"

Jiang Wenbai hesitated and remained silent for a long time before speaking:

"It's my fault that I'm not strong enough, don't blame her"