Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

It was the first time that Yan Wenmo encountered such a situation, so her expression was indescribable as she looked at Wuzhui beside her.

To be honest, she is not a fan of arranged marriages, and she is also a person who advocates free love. However, if her little white dragon really likes Wuzhui, then she can only marry him.

She didn't like the cow color, although cow cats were very nice-looking, but after seeing the black and white pairs born from white and black dogs, she felt that she had to stop this marriage.

Fortunately, the little white dragon didn't like Wuzhui either, so it just started running away. As soon as the little white dragon started to move, Wuzhui chased after it.

One ran and the other chased, one ran and the other chased, and after running three or four rounds like this, the little white dragon stopped running and prepared to fight.

Seeing that the little white dragon stopped running, Wuzhui also stopped. It approached the little white dragon cautiously, but was driven away by the little white dragon's roar.

Yan Wenmo was afraid that Xiaobailong would hurt himself in a fight, so he simply got off the horse and looked at Wuzhui with a bad expression.

Wu Zhui ignored her, just like the Demon Lord ignored her. The man and the horse looked at the weak and helpless Little White Dragon, wondering if he had any bad ideas? !

Perhaps seeing Yan Wenmo dismounted, the little white dragon seemed to let go of his fists and feet and chased after Wuzhui to bite him.

Seeing the little white dragon chasing him, Wuzhui spread his legs and started running. The clattering sound of the horse's hooves was so cheerful that it teased the little white dragon like teasing a child.

The little white dragon chased for a long time, and Wuzhui also ran for a long time. Finally, feeling that he was too stupid, the little white dragon gave up the idea of ​​continuing to chase Wuzhui. He ran to Yan Wenmo and rubbed his head against her hand in grievance.

Yan Wenmo stroked its neck soothingly, as if doting on a child, and asked in a low voice:

"You don't like it?!"

The little white dragon neighed as if in response. Yan Wenmo asked, smiling and whispering:

"If you don't like it, forget it. Let's just stay away from it, okay?!"

When the little white dragon heard this, he leaned against Yan Wenmo with even more grievance, as if complaining that Wuzhui was pestering him and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.

Well, this pet follows its owner, it really is... Never mind, it's not a big deal, so Yan Wenmo sighed, and then said to the little white dragon:

"It doesn't matter, we just ignore it from the bottom of our hearts and pretend it doesn't exist"

The little white dragon also knew that his master was helpless, just like it was helpless too.

Although the groom in the stable was good in every way, he had one bad point: he actually locked it up with the black horse.

Without the big jade dragon, the little white dragon was weak and alone, and as a mare, she was bound to be bullied by the other side. For a moment, it even missed the big jade dragon. When that guy was around, Wuzhui didn't dare to approach it.

Thinking of this, it neighed softly, as if asking.

Seeing Little White Dragon asking about Big Jade Dragon's situation, Yan Wenmo was stunned for a moment, then he stroked its mane with a lonely look and said softly:

"I don't know where he is either! Maybe he went back to Haotian Sect, or maybe he went back to Wanmo Sect. Anyway, he didn't tell me, and I don't know where he went! "

As she spoke, she sighed and said softly:

"Why don't you go find him? You must have telepathy with him, can you sense where he is now? What is he doing?!"

In response to Yan Wenmo's wild ideas, the system in the sea of ​​consciousness sighed and said directly:

[He is in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest. As for the Big Jade Dragon, he sent it to Su Nian of the Qianyang Sect. Su Nian took good care of it.]

Seeing the system mention Su Nian, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but ask:

"How's her progress with the formation?!"

The system looked at Yan Wenmo unhappily and couldn't help but ask:

[The formation you drew is complicated and difficult to understand, and requires too many materials. Even if Su Nian is smart, she can't create so many materials, right?! ]

Yan Wenmo touched Little White Dragon with a guilty conscience, and couldn't help complaining about how he had forgotten about this. The system snorted coldly and added indifferently:

[So, Su Nian saw that he could not complete it, so he handed the task over to Shangguan Zhi. Anyway, this formation has more advantages than disadvantages, and his Haotian Sect is a model of righteousness, and they can also provide the materials consumed by the formation. Therefore, in a few months, your plan can be implemented.]

At this point, the system looked at Yan Wenmo with concern and asked:

[Host, do you really want to save them?! If you save them and offend the Demon Lord, he will make you suffer a fate worse than death.]

Then, it immediately added:

[Don't think that he is still doting on you now. Once you ruin his plan, he will really turn against you.]

Yan Wenmo was silent for a while about the system's advice, and then he said firmly:

"System, I don't want to be a machine that ignores the lives of others. I also want to... indulge myself for once."

At this point, she subconsciously paused while touching the little white dragon's mane, and continued to herself:

"Didn't you say this before?! I can come back even if I die, and at worst I can come back to take revenge. But I can't just watch them die for me without saving them."

After saying this, her eyes silently turned red, and she said to herself:

"Ten years ago, I couldn't save the Yan family, nor could I prevent the Yan family from being exterminated. You designed a plan to make me leave. I know you did it for my own good."

Finally, she wiped her tears and choked up:

"But now, I can only say that I don't want to continue to stand by and watch. They don't owe me anything, and I don't want to owe them anything. System, whether it's life or death, just let me go for once. I don't want to be a coward who hides behind others in everything and remains indifferent when others sacrifice for me."

In response to this, the system sighed, but ultimately said nothing more. After all, it knew its host's personality, so it did not advise, but silently changed the points.

I hope this cheating method can leave her a glimmer of hope. After all, if the host is really caught by the Demon Lord by accident and she uses such a revenge method, if she really becomes an ordinary person, death would be a luxury.

No one knew what was wrong with him, but Wu Zhui actually came over with the Demon Lord. Seeing Yan Wenmo's red eyes, the Demon Lord couldn't help but dismount and asked:

"What's wrong?! Who bullied you again?!"

Yan Wenmo shook his head, suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and said:

“I just thought of the past and felt a little sad.”

Hearing this, the Demon Lord looked at her melancholy expression and could not help but walk to her side and asked:

"Why not... tell me, maybe I have a solution?!"

Yan Wenmo glanced at him, then shook his head and said:

"The dead cannot be resurrected, Your Majesty, please do not worry about this matter."

Seeing Yan Wenmo reject him again, the Demon Lord hesitated for a while and asked:

"You really don't need me to help you get revenge?! I have the ability to do that."

"I know"

Yan Wenmo continued to stroke Little White Dragon's mane and said calmly:

"But, revenge is more fun if you do it yourself."

Seeing that she still refused, the Demon Lord had to change the subject:

"How about I walk with you to relax?!"

Yan Wenmo glanced at the oleander forest not far away, and before he could shake his head, someone grabbed his hand without saying a word and took him towards the flower forest.

"Don't touch it, it's poisonous"

He reached out to stop Yan Wenmo from picking the flowers. The Demon Lord's actions were unusually gentle. He looked at Yan Wenmo and said softly:

"If you like, I will have someone get you some peach blossoms tomorrow. Don't touch the flowers here."

The Demon Lord was serious when he spoke. Yan Wenmo subconsciously withdrew her hand. She was just testing it and didn't really want to pick the flowers. It seemed that the Demon Lord still had some humanity.

Seeing her well-behaved face, the Demon Lord held her hand even tighter, and they strolled in the bright sea of ​​flowers, looking at the blooming flowers all around, as if they understood the meaning of "The God of Spring has infinite intentions, which embellish the unspoken meaning."