Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Her tone was very light, with a hint of regret. Jiang Wenbai pursed his lips and said very sincerely:

"If you want, how about we get married after everything is done?!"

Yan Wenmo subconsciously glanced at Jiang Wenbai who was full of seriousness, rolled his eyes and refused:

"I'm sorry, I just lament that time flies, and I have no intention of getting married. What's more, I promised them that I would travel around the world with them, and your backyard is not the world I want."

Jiang Wenbai was not discouraged by this, but said with great enthusiasm:

"It's okay, just wandering around?! I can also accompany you to see the mountains and rivers, the strange mountains and scenery, travel all over the country, and see all kinds of people. If you want to go, I can accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wenmo hadn't spoken yet, when he heard Gu Hansheng in front of him seem to recall something and said in a brisk tone:

"The shadows of clouds on Wushan Mountain, the sunset glow on Mount Tai, the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the desert in the north. There are vast oceans, rushing rivers, overlapping mountains and rivers, and steep peaks. If you want to see them, I can accompany you."

Yan Wenmo remained silent appropriately, as did Jiang Wenbai. Seeing this, Gu Hansheng laughed at himself, and then said to himself:

"I bought a house in Kyoto, and every year when the peach blossoms bloom, I put a bottle of Xinghuachun under the tree. You said that the wine is soft and sweet, and it tastes the best."

In response, Yan Wenmo remained silent, and Jiang Wenbai was also silent. Seeing that there was no response, Gu Hansheng laughed dejectedly and said softly:

"I've waited for her for so long, it's time... for me to get what I want."

Yan Wenmo didn’t know whether she got what she wanted or not. She only knew that sometimes it was better not to make some things too ambiguous, as it would not only be troublesome but also cause a lot of trouble.

But Jiang Wenbai obviously didn't think so. For the first time, he felt a sense of crisis and had the illusion that his things would be taken away. So, he held Yan Wenmo's hand tightly, stubbornly refusing to let go.

People only have two hands, one on the left and one on the right, and both were held by someone. Yan Wenmo didn't want to say much at this moment. He was just speechless, helpless, irritable and uneasy.

Why did the plot go off track?! What's wrong?! It shouldn't be like this, right?! So, can anyone tell me what happened?! I can't stand this kind of plot!!!

After the ghost is summoned, the judge will come to question the criminals.

Therefore, the group came to a hall with hundreds of ghosts carved on it. In the hall, ghost officials dressed in yamen runners' uniforms were lined up on both sides.

A judge who seemed upright and selfless but was actually gloomy and unstable sat high up in the seat, looking down at the people coming below.

His eyes widened as he glared at the three people. Seeing that they did not respond, he lowered his head and flipped through the books on the table. He spoke word by word in a cold and emotionless voice:

"Yan Qingshuang, life span is 43,502 days. She has done countless good deeds throughout her life and has no sins. I hereby order her to enter reincarnation first and be reborn as a human."

In response, Yan Wenmo sneered and said sarcastically:

"My life doesn't need you to judge it, you are not qualified!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the Spring Flame condensed into a fireball the size of a ping-pong ball and flew straight towards the judge.

Seeing this, the judge sneered and waved his hand, trying to wave away the bright Spring Flame, but the Spring Flame seemed to have fallen into a pile of firewood and instantly burned up.

The originally small fireball burned the judge's sleeves and even skin in just a moment.

If he had not immediately cut off his arm to protect himself, he would have been devoured and burned to death by the Spring Flame. After his arm was cut off, a new arm grew out in just a moment.

"You are a cultivator, but you are playing tricks here and taking human lives lightly. Do you think your retribution will not come?!"

Yan Wenmo spoke righteously, but the judge sneered. He looked at Yan Wenmo coldly and said with contempt:

"Kill them"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of ghost officials rushed up, holding various magical weapons in their hands to capture souls. Therefore, Yan Wenmo and Jiang Wenbai did not dare to be careless and started to fight directly.

The Broken Moon Sword was stained with the flames of Spring Flame. After piercing the ghost officials, those ghost officials either cut off their bodies to protect themselves or were burned into a pile of black smoke. Gu Hansheng looked at the judge who was sitting on a high seat and watching the show leisurely. He waved his hand and stabbed the judge directly with a sword.

The judge was not impatient when he saw this. Instead, he slowly swung the judge's pen in his hand and drew on the sword with a calm expression.

In just one minute, the sword that was originally floating in the air fell to the ground as if it had lost control. Gu Hansheng glanced at the judge, waved his long sleeves, and rushed forward again with an attack.

With ease, the judge once again resolved Gu Hansheng's attack. Gu Hansheng frowned, and the seals in his hands flipped. Then, a formation rushed straight towards the judge.

Picking up the pen again, the judge drew a few strokes in Gu Hansheng's formation. Then, the formation emitting golden light, as if receiving an order, rushed directly towards Gu Hansheng.

Gu Hansheng kicked the formation lightly, and smashed it into pieces. He frowned and looked at the judge sitting on the high platform. Before he could make a move, the Broken Moon Sword and the Burning Sun Sword cooperated tacitly, staring at the judge from the left and right.

The judge's mood remained unchanged when he saw this. He calmly picked up the pen again, but before he could write anything, a beam of light from the Fen Yang Sword chopped off his arm cleanly, and the judge's pen fell to the ground.

Logically, the Judge's arm should be able to regenerate, but for some reason, it did not. Subconsciously, the Judge screamed and roared:

"Come here, come here, kill them for me!"

In an instant, a group of ghost officials rushed in quickly from the door. Seeing this, Yan Wenmo made a move and the Broken Moon Sword broke into thousands of pieces again. Then, following Yan Wenmo's call, in just one second, the group of ghost officials who broke in were killed without leaving a single piece of armor.

Perhaps because he had no more trump cards, the judge trembled as he looked at Jiang Wenbai who was getting closer to him. He lost his previous calmness and arrogance and instead burst into tears:

"Let me go, let me go, I am also a mortal, I am also a cultivator, I don't mean to hurt you, please spare me..."

He spoke in a pleading tone with a hint of flattery. He knelt on the ground and looked at Jiang Wenbai longingly like a slave.

Without the magic pen, he was just a mortal, a powerless mortal at that. Therefore, Jiang Wenbai was hesitant in killing people.

But this hesitation only lasted for a second. The reason why it was so short was because Yan Wenmo stabbed him through the heart with his sword without hesitation, leaving him with a chill and a thrill.

Jiang Wenbai looked at her in astonishment, but saw her withdrawing the Broken Moon Sword expressionlessly, and speaking in a cold tone:

"You are innocent, you were wronged, you were forced, any reason is fine?! Go and explain to the real King of Hell, he may forgive you, but I will only send you to see him"

She spoke calmly, as if it was supposed to be so. Jiang Wenbai was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the judge who was lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and said hesitantly:

"Why is he so weak?!"

"Because his strength is not that good!"

Having said this, Yan Wenmo picked up the judge's pen and sneered at the judge:

"You think that you are a god just because you have conspired to steal the things of gods?! How ridiculous! If that were the case, wouldn't everyone just go and steal the things of gods?! Then you would need to practice asceticism, which is really stupid."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenbai looked at the pen in Yan Wenmo's hand and asked curiously:

"So, this pen is a magical tool?!"

Yan Wenmo nodded and explained to himself:

"The Judge's Pen can judge life and death, good and evil, and record fate and reincarnation. It is a divine tool. Unfortunately, it was used by treacherous people, influenced by evil thoughts, and contaminated by cause and effect. But it doesn't matter. His injury is not serious. After hundreds or thousands of years, he will recover and it will still be a divine tool."