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Yan Wenmo's expression remained calm as she was dragged out of the house, staggering. Or perhaps, apart from being calm, she didn't know what emotion to use to express her despair.

At this moment, she felt a little regretful. She regretted not leaving any points for herself, so that now she had no other way out except to give up.

His hand hurt so much, and it hurt even more because of the brute force of the person pulling him in front of him. Yan Wenmo took a deep breath and tried, tried, tried hard to suppress his irritability and pretend that everything was still calm.

Well, it seems that taking a deep breath won’t solve the problem.

Dragged by the Demon Lord onto the carriage, she sat in the farthest seat from him and began to take a nap with her eyes closed. The Demon Lord did not want to pay attention to her and started to deal with official documents in the carriage. The wheels rolled, and soon they left Chunshui City and headed towards the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

Zhao Wenlong and Xie Xiaofeng felt that they might have been cheated by Yan Wenmo, and in a very bad way, because not long after she left, someone came to the farm to cause trouble.

Those people came in batches, every few days. If the farm had not been protected by the formation left by Yan Wenmo, and if they had not been quite strong, the farm would have been wiped out long ago.

"Hey, how are you?!"

Xie Xiaofeng casually threw the plaster in her hand to Zhao Wenlong, and said to him with contempt:

"You won't be unable to speak because of that little injury, right?!"

In response to Xie Xiaofeng's disparagement, Zhao Wenlong took the plaster and applied it to himself, then said indifferently:

"We won't die, but we might attract the attention of the elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?!"

"So what?! Anyway, I've been annoyed with them for a long time. What's so great about them? If I could beat them, I would beat them to death."

At this point, Xie Xiaofeng's face was full of anger, and he even waved his fist, and said indignantly:

"I want to let them know that daring to attack the farm is the most wrong decision they have ever made. Even if I die, I will bite off a few of their teeth and tell them that this bone is not something that anyone can chew on if they want to."

Zhao Wenlong glanced at Xie Xiaofeng, who was still immersed in the passion, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Do you think they will doubt my identity? After all, I was just a errand boy before, and now I have such a high level of cultivation, I'm afraid they will be suspicious."

Xie Xiaofeng pondered for a while about Zhao Wenlong's hesitation, and then spoke seriously:

"You're right. They will definitely be suspicious of you if you suddenly show such strong power."

Seeing that she felt the same way, Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but come closer and asked curiously:

"So what should we do now?! If they really find out my identity, we two can escape, but these ordinary people will just die?!"

After thinking deeply for a long time, Xie Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Wenlong, hesitated for a while, and then tried:

"How about you just say that you are a disciple of my Body Refining Sect?! After the Body Refining Sect was destroyed, you were worried about me and came here to find my whereabouts. When you saw that I had surrendered to the Demon Lord, you took the opportunity to get close to test me. You found that I was sincerely working for the Demon Lord, so you followed me and served the Demon Lord?!"

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng's sincere face, Zhao Wenlong thought for a moment, then made the final decision:

"Then find this excuse!"

After saying this, he seemed to remember something and said to Xie Xiaofeng:

"So should I call you Sect Master or Xiao Feng from now on?!"

At the end, his eyes sparkled with anticipation. Xie Xiaofeng glanced at him and sneered:

"You are already a disciple of my Body Refining Sect, why are you calling me Xiao Feng?!"

Zhao Wenlong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said in a somewhat listless tone:

"But I want to call you Xiaofeng"

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at him with disdain, waved his hand, and said impatiently:

"You can yell if you want, it's all fake anyway"

Zhao Wenlong glanced at her and said with a smile:

"What are we going to eat tonight, Xiaofeng?!"

Xie Xiaofeng looked at his slightly silly appearance, frowned, and said unhappily:

"Why, the food in the farm cafeteria isn't enough for you?!"

'This is different'

Zhao Wenlong said this with full confidence, and then he said:

"We are seriously injured today, we need to heal ourselves."

Xie Xiaofeng was too lazy to expose his lies and said lazily:

"Then you go, I'm too lazy to go"

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng's refusal, Zhao Wenlong stood up and said to Xie Xiaofeng while putting on his clothes:

"Well, you take this opportunity to rest for a while, I'll go buy the food and we can eat together?!"

As he spoke, he took a moment to glance at Xie Xiaofeng and asked curiously:

"Do you drink?! How about I buy a few bottles of wine?"

Xie Xiaofeng thought for a while before speaking:

"Buy some, let's get drunk"

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng agreed, Zhao Wenlong nodded happily, and then strode out of the room. Seeing him leave, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but start to think, Yan Wenmo and the Demon Lord have been away for so long, who knows, what will she experience? !

And what about the fake death she mentioned? What did she do to anger the Demon Lord? If she angered the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord really wanted to kill her, could she really save her life?

The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt. Xie Xiaofeng rubbed his brows, feeling so confused that he couldn't calm down at all.

Not long after Zhao Wenlong went out, he came back with a lunch box. He looked at Xie Xiaofeng calmly, then put the lunch box on the table, opened it, took out the vegetables and arranged them one by one, then handed the wine to Xie Xiaofeng and began to prepare for the meal.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but asked hesitantly:

"What...happened?!"

Zhao Wenlong heard this and tightened his grip on the chopsticks, then said in a deep voice:

"I just received a message from my junior brother saying that his identity has been exposed and asked me to be careful because he is going back to Haotian Sect."

Xie Xiaofeng frowned and thought for a long time before he said in confusion:

"That's not right?! You guys are so well disguised. Both your aura and skills are almost the same as the demon cultivators. How did the Demon Lord find out?!"

Zhao Wenlong didn't know how to answer Xie Xiaofeng's question for a moment, but Jiang Wenbai was not a person who liked to lie, so what he said was very likely true.

Thinking of this, his expression became a little solemn, and then he said:

"He said he would go back to Haotian Sect first, and asked us to appease these mortals here first, and when there is a chance, we will definitely rescue them."

Hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily:

"No, are they really giving up?!"

In response to Xie Xiaofeng's anger, Zhao Wenlong looked at her with a guilty look and said:

"They are now busy with their own affairs, and I'm afraid they really can't intervene in the affairs here. I heard from my junior brother that Thirteen has angered the Demon Lord and he might be punished by him. Therefore, he must rescue Thirteen before the Demon Lord tortures him to death, otherwise, Thirteen might..."

At the end, he looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a worried look, stretched out his hand without hesitation, held her hand, and said sincerely:

"But don't worry, no matter what happens, I will protect you and everyone here."

Xie Xiaofeng looked at his serious expression, withdrew her hand awkwardly, and said awkwardly:

"A person of my strength still needs your protection. You should think about what to do next?!"

As she said this, she remembered Yan Wenmo's previous mention that she would make the Demon Lord completely disgusted with her, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart:

"Thirteen is really very powerful. She can actually make the Demon Lord completely hate her. I just don't know if her fake death plan will go wrong. Otherwise, if she really dies, I'm afraid I will really be unacceptable to the world."

Thinking of this, she looked at Zhao Wenlong opposite her and couldn't help but ponder deeply, if there really came a day when she and the man opposite her faced off with swords, what would she choose? !

Did she kill him without hesitation?! Or did she let him kill her because of their old relationship?! Either way, it was not the best ending for her.

She didn't want to die, nor did she want Zhao Wenlong to die. At least she felt that both Zhao Wenlong and herself should live well.