Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Her body was covered in blood, wounds, and black marks. Those marks looked shocking and made Jiang Wenbai's heart ache.

To be honest, Jiang Wenbai hasn't cried since his family was wiped out, but today, for some reason, his tears couldn't stop falling, and he couldn't stop them no matter what.

“It hurts.”

Choking with sobs, Jiang Wenbai suddenly said this, then looked at Yan Wenmo's face and said:

"It must be painful, but why don't you cry, why don't you scream, why do you come to save me?! Thirteen, it's not worth it, I'm not worth it, didn't I say that? I hope you're alive, alive and well, how could you..."

As he said this, he seemed unable to bear it any longer. He covered his face, turned his head away, and sobbed. He cried for a long time before he continued to help her wash with trembling hands.

He touched the wounds carefully, cleaned and dried them one by one. The wounds were stained with dirt and filth, making her skin red and swollen.

Finally, he dressed the woman neatly, carried her back to the bed, and then began to use his internal energy to heal her injuries.

The reason why I washed Yan Wenmo just now was not because I disliked her, but because I was afraid that her wound would get infected because it was not cleaned in time.

Besides, her clothes were extremely dirty and her skin was covered with dirt. She loved cleanliness so much that she definitely didn't want to be treated while covered in dirt.

Thirteen, you have pulled me back from obsession so many times, this time, it's my turn to save you.

The spiritual energy in his body was transferred to Yan Wenmo's body desperately. When there was no more spiritual energy in his body, he gave up sadly. Looking at his hands with some regret, Jiang Wenbai smiled bitterly and said:

"Sure enough, he is still too weak. Otherwise, how could he have lasted for such a while?"

But obviously, he had already transferred spiritual power for several hours, and he still felt unsatisfied. Perhaps it was just like what the book said, people who love you are always afraid that they give you too little, and people who don't love you always think you ask for too much.

Looking at Yan Wenmo lying on the bed with a guilty look on his face, Jiang Wenbai took out a healing pill from his arms and put it into her mouth. He held Yan Wenmo's hand tenderly, kissed the back of her hand, and then chuckled:

"I will depend on you for the rest of my life, don't even think about leaving me"

As he spoke, he placed the hand that was holding Yan Wenmo's hand on his cheek and touched it carefully. He looked at the person sleeping on the bed tenderly and said softly:

"Don't worry. For the suffering you endured today, I will make him pay you back a thousand times in the future. If it doesn't work in one day, I will make him pay you back in ten days. If it doesn't work in one year, I will make him pay you back in ten or a hundred years. Thirteen, I will find a way to avenge you. You have to believe me."

As he spoke, he put down the soft jade and warm fragrance in his hand, gently touched her cheek, and said:

"I will find a way to make him let you go. You can't stay here any longer. I don't know how he will torture you if you stay any longer?! But I know it won't be easy."

As he said this, he withdrew his hand, held Yan Wenmo's hand again, and spoke as if discussing something:

"You killed so many of his subordinates, he will definitely not let you go, Thirteen, why don't you... fake your death! If you fake your death, he will let you go."

As he spoke, he seemed to think this plan was good, and his eyes looked at Yan Wenmo more gently.

He glanced at the sky outside the window which was about to brighten, then put Yan Wenmo's hand to his lips, kissed it reluctantly and said:

"I'll come see you again tonight, don't run around, okay?!"

After saying that, he left the room, and not long after, Yan Wenmo opened his eyes.

After taking a look at the unfamiliar house, Yan Wenmo's eyes darted around. In his sea of ​​consciousness, he didn't know what the system was busy with, it was extremely chaotic anyway.

As if noticing that she had woken up, the system put down the work in its hands and said hurriedly:

"The Demon Lord has brought you back. You must be careful. Don't forget that you are now a mortal with no spiritual power. When encountering problems, don't be as reckless as before."

Yan Wenmo responded perfunctorily to the system's instructions, and then stared at the bed in a daze. She felt very good now, but how good was she? If she was just a small pool of lake water before, now she seemed to have turned into an ocean overnight.

This seemed like a good thing. After all, who would dislike their own strength? ! Thinking of this, she subconsciously turned over, and then she heard the door open.

The person who broke in was Lai Fu. He was worried about Xiao Cui, so he broke in without any courtesy.

The reason for this was that Xiao Cui said she was very worried about the Madam, so he let her in to see her. But who would have thought that she had been watching for the whole night and she hadn't gone back yet.

So, Lai Fu, who was worried that something unexpected might have happened, broke into the house. Fortunately, Xiao Cui was just asleep leaning on a chair beside the bed, and the lady was also lying quietly on the bed, and she looked much better.

Although he didn't know what happened between the master and the mistress, Lai Fu seemed to understand what Xiao Cui meant when she said that the master was not a good man.

It was the master who beat the lady like that, and the injuries were so serious, but he didn't do anything.

If he is so cruel to the person next to him, then he would be too harsh on his subordinates.

Thinking of this, he calculated that he had saved a lot of money in recent years. Perhaps he could buy some house and land in the countryside and live there with Xiao Cui.

Although Chunshui City is nice and the houses are big, and it is convenient to buy and sell things, he always has the illusion that his life is in danger when he is with the master.

Carefully holding Xiao Cui in his arms, Lai Fu silently went out. On the bed in the room, Yan Wenmo listened to the footsteps gradually fading away, silently covered himself with the quilt, and continued to pretend to be dead.

Now, it is better to have less trouble than more. She might as well pretend that she is not awake. After all, if she wakes up, what awaits her will not be a good thing, but torture, painful torture.

But it seemed that the Demon Lord did not intend to let her go, or perhaps he really wanted her to die.

Near noon, the door of Yan Wenmo's room was kicked open, and then the Demon Lord walked in. He threw away the quilt covering Yan Wenmo, grabbed her arm, and pulled her directly to the ground.

With a "thump", Yan Wenmo fell heavily to the ground. She lay on the ground in a mess, her loose hair covering her figure, making her look somewhat pitiful.

The Demon Lord glanced at her, then reached out and held her hands, took out a rope, tied her hands tightly, and pulled the rope like a beast, dragging her out of the house.

Perhaps she had just woken up, Xiao Cui hurried over from the other side of the corridor. She looked at Yan Wenmo with his hands tied, her eyes narrowed at first, and then she quickly lowered her head, as if she was afraid that the Demon Lord would see the tears on her face.

Yan Wenmo walked up to her with a calm expression, as if he remembered something, and suddenly said gently:

"You're getting married next month, right?!"

Xiao Cui was stunned, and then forced herself not to look at Yan Wenmo. Instead, she responded softly, nodded, and said:

"I will be getting married on the third day of next month. Madam, will you come to the wedding?!"

"No"

Yan Wenmo spoke gently, and then explained:

"Actually, I'm not his wife. My last name is Yan, Yan Shisan."

After saying that, she took out a hairpin from her purse with difficulty and placed it in Xiao Cui's palm, saying seriously:

"I don't have anything valuable, so I'll leave this to you as a wedding gift."

After that, she looked at Xiao Cui with a smile and said softly:

"I wish you a happy marriage, many children and grandchildren, and no worries about food and clothing."

Almost instantly, Yan Wenmo heard Xiao Cui sobbing. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she knew that she must have been crying.

She wanted to comfort him, but someone grabbed the rope and dragged her away. She smiled helplessly and walked forward slowly.

Endure, endure, wait for the winter to pass, wait for spring to come, wait for the flowers to bloom, wait for the grass to grow and the birds to fly, wait for his retribution to come as promised.