Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Looking down at Wan Tu kneeling on the ground, the Demon Lord's expression remained indifferent. He sat high on the throne, looking disdainfully at Wan Tu's trembling figure, and said nonchalantly:

"Still can't find anyone?!"

Although it was an extremely normal tone, Wan Tu was inexplicably frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and he stammered:

"Their whereabouts are extremely secretive, and now the righteous have set up some kind of formation on their border. It is extremely difficult for us demon cultivators to enter the town to look for them as before..."

Before Wan Tu could finish his words, the Demon Lord raised his hand impatiently, and Wan Tu was held in the air as if being strangled by an invisible hand, forcing him to swallow the words he had not yet said.

His face turned red, and then gradually turned purple. He looked at the Demon Lord's expressionless face with fear and pleading.

Ever since the man named Thirteen left, the Demon Lord's mood has become increasingly unstable.

On several occasions, he lost his temper with his subordinates for no reason, and even fought with them, so that the entire Wanmo Sect was trembling with fear, fearing that they would anger this plague god.

But he was assigned the task of finding someone by the Demon Lord. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to come to the Demon Lord to report the situation. Therefore, he suffered a lot from the Demon Lord in the past few months.

He threw the man heavily to the ground, and a two-meter-diameter hole appeared on the floor of the hall due to the impact. The Demon Lord looked at Wan Tu's miserable appearance with broken bones and blood all over his body, and said in a deep voice:

"You should know that what I want is not an excuse, but a person, a living person."

When Wan Tu heard this, he wanted to explain something, but his mouth was full of blood, so as soon as he opened his mouth, blood overflowed from it.

At this moment, a roar of thunder that almost overturned the heaven and earth suddenly came from the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Cult. In addition to the thunder, there was also a huge sound of lightning hitting something.

The scene was so massive that the entire Ten Thousand Demons Palace couldn't help but shake a few times.

Hearing this sound, the Demon Lord's originally gloomy expression improved a little. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile:

"You're really good at hiding! After hiding for such a long time, you're still wandering around in the forbidden area. I wonder how long you can hide, you rat!"

As he said this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and he stood up from the throne lazily, and said with a firm and calm tone:

"It's time to take that disobedient little pet home. He has played with me for so long, it's time to bring him back and teach him a lesson."

They had clearly agreed to chat, but for some reason, neither Jiang Wenbai nor Yan Wenmo spoke a word.

After a long time, perhaps unable to hold back, Jiang Wenbai asked:

"Do you think... you can lure him over here?!"

Yan Wenmo thought about what happened today, thinking back to the lightning that was so strong that it almost illuminated the entire sky, and the sound that was so loud that it sounded like an atomic bomb explosion, and couldn't help but hesitate and said:

"It should... be attracted here, right?!"

As she spoke, she subconsciously clenched the bed sheet and whispered in a soothing voice:

"With the trick dolls here, they can't find us"

"What if he finds us?!"

Jiang Wenbai said, looking at Yan Wenmo, and asked with a focused and serious look:

"If he finds us, would you... be willing to go with him?!"

Yan Wenmo looked into his eyes, into his stubborn and obstinate gaze, remained silent, and then said frankly:

"I don't like it there! But, if they do find us, I..."

When Jiang Wenbai heard this, he directly reached out to cover her mouth, then smiled bitterly and said:

"That's enough"

As he spoke, his smile was filled with sadness and loneliness. He took back his hand and whispered:

"That's enough"

There was another long silence afterwards. Jiang Wenbai inexplicably began to feel unwilling to leave her like this... so easily.

They had just met each other, and he had just found out that she was his fiancée. They should have been together for the rest of their lives and had many children!

But now... But now they have to face separation, and the other party does not understand his feelings, or perhaps she has never thought about it this way.

If she had any feelings for me, she wouldn't have stayed by my side for more than ten years without telling me her identity, and she wouldn't have easily pushed me to Chu Yanhong.

So, she still cares about it! She cares about the fact that I wiped out her entire clan in her previous life, so she has always refused to acknowledge me.

But Thirteen, I can't seem to let myself go. I'm unwilling to hand you over to the Demon Lord, and I don't want to hand you over to any man other than me.

Because except for me, I feel uneasy about them. I am not sure that they will love you as much as I do, I am not sure that they will treat you like a treasure, I am not sure that they will love you till death.

But you don't seem to care about these things. You don't even care about me. You don't care whether I really love you or whether I am really willing to die for you.

But how could you forget?! We have been together for more than ten years, we are engaged, not to mention that you have pulled me out of dire straits many times in the past ten years, just a few months ago, you even risked your life to save me! !

How could I bear to betray such a friendship, and how could I turn a blind eye to it? I am not a god, I am just a mortal, a mortal with flesh and blood, how could I... not be moved.

You said that Chu Yanhong and I were destined to be together.

But you and I are not destined to be together, but now I want to make a little request, to make a request for the fate between you and me. After all, I am the one who can protect you from disaster, and others can't do anything.

This life-or-death calamity is so dangerous, but only I can help you. Isn't this our destiny? ! If so, why... don't you love me? !

Although I don’t understand what happened in my previous life?! I don’t understand why I was so crazy?! Even why I fell in love with Chu Yanhong instead of you?!

But, can't you love me slightly, quietly, implicitly, shallowly, just for a little while, so that even if I die, I will feel no regrets? !

Thinking of this, he subconsciously reached out and held Yan Wenmo's hand. He held it very tightly, as if he was afraid that Yan Wenmo would slip away.

The Demon Lord had held these hands countless times. Now, the owner of these hands belongs to him, quietly belongs to him!

Subconsciously, Yan Wenmo wanted to break free. After all, sleeping together was already ambiguous, and now holding hands was even more ambiguous.

Although she was a bit reckless during this period, not only staying in the same room with the man but also hugging him, she also had a bottom line and she didn't want to do anything that would cause misunderstanding.

Even though she wanted to pull her hand away, the other party didn't seem to want to let go, and even held it very tightly. She had no choice but to whisper:

"Will you please let go?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai's expression darkened. He thought, the Demon Lord has touched your hand several times, and you didn't dare to say anything. Now, I just held it, and you don't agree? !

You are still my fiancée?! I haven't agreed to break off the engagement yet?! I haven't settled the score with you for your affair with another man?!

You actually have the nerve to draw a line between you and me, forget it! Don't even think about me telling you!!

Thinking of this, he said with a bit of displeasure in his tone:

"I don't"

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo was too lazy to talk to him anymore and was about to pull his hand back without further ado, but he found that Jiang Wenbai not only held it tightly, but his expression became even gloomier.

"If you move, I will break your hand."

Jiang Wenbai squeezed out these few words from between his teeth, almost gritting his teeth, and looked at Yan Wenmo with dissatisfaction in his eyes.