Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Chi Weiming fanned himself with the paper fan in his hand in extreme annoyance and couldn't help but frowning. In front of him was a pile of unprocessed documents and steaming meals.

Ever since Yan Wenmo forced him to wear women's clothes, he has been hiding in this meeting room and dared not go out, for fear that people would find out that he was wearing women's clothes. He even had to write down his orders on paper.

Now, he has been wearing this women's clothing for three days, but the person sent to invite Gu Hansheng still has not received any news. He doesn't know if the other party was greedy for beauty and therefore forgot about him.

Subconsciously frowning, Chi Weiming threw the memorial in his hand aside, and then lay in the chair in a daze without any image.

Three days have passed, and Tai Shang still hasn't left any news for me. Is it because Yan Qingshuang is too clingy that she won't let me go? !

It should be, after all, Yan Qingshuang in my memory is indeed very clingy!! But this time is too long.

Inexplicably, there was a knock on the door. Chi Weiming looked at the closed door in extreme annoyance and said angrily:

"roll"

The answer to his question was the persistent knock on the door.

As if he was angry, Gu Hansheng threw the thing in his hand to the ground fiercely, making a noise, and gnashed his teeth and said:

"I said, get out"

But the knocking sound continued, as if the person knocking the door was really not afraid of death.

Chi Weiming did not endure it any longer, but stood up directly. He strode to the door, opened it with a gloomy expression, but strangely, there was no one outside.

For some unknown reason, he subconsciously looked towards his seat, only to find that there was someone sitting on the empty throne. It was Yan Wenmo, whom he had not seen for several days.

At this time, Yan Wenmo was wearing women's clothes, with his forehead supported by his hand, and he smiled meaningfully at Chi Weiming and said:

"Your Majesty, long time no see"

Almost instantly, every bone in Chi Weiming's body began to scream. The beating she gave him a few days ago seemed to be still vivid in his mind, so much so that his body was shaking a little.

But after all, he had been a demon lord for more than ten years. He quickly calmed down after seeing Yan Wenmo's sudden change and said in a deep voice:

"Yan Shisan, you came to me to apologize?"

This sounded a bit hollow, but Yan Wenmo didn't care. She just stood up and walked towards the Demon Lord. As she walked, she subconsciously moved her joints, smiled very harmlessly, and said gently:

"Yes, I was originally going to do some work, but I suddenly missed you, so I... came to see you."

Although he said this, the Demon Lord grabbed the door frame. He subconsciously wanted to rush out of the door, but Yan Wenmo grabbed his belt with a cold face and pulled him back.

As if thinking that the Demon Lord's barking might attract enemies, Yan Wenmo quickly covered his mouth, dragged him into the hall like garbage, and threw him directly to the ground.

He casually threw the man to the ground beside him, and the floor made a loud noise. Yan Wenmo looked at Chi Weiming who was subconsciously moving backwards, and looked at him leisurely like a cat playing with a mouse, and walked towards Chi Weiming step by step.

Chi Weiming's spiritual power and voice at this moment were all sealed by Yan Wenmo. Seeing Yan Wenmo coming towards him like a devil, Chi Weiming could only look at her in fear and slowly move back.

Without hesitation, he punched him in the face, blood splattered everywhere. The warm blood and the pain of broken bones made Chi Weiming groan, and the groan was somewhat pleasant.

As if pleased, Yan Wenmo seemed to have no intention of paying attention to him, and his fists continued to move up and down his face without stopping, and then to his chest, waist, abdomen, lower body, and even somewhere else.

With his voice blocked, Chi Weiming could not scream. He could only be forced to endure the pain, his eyes changing from fear to resentment.

It hurt all over his body, as if his flesh and blood were being knocked off bit by bit by a hammer. Chi Weiming was almost beaten into a pool of bloody mud. The bright red blood spread everywhere, staining the floor red and filling the entire hall with a strong smell of blood.

But in just a moment, the man was beaten into a pile of mud. Yan Wenmo looked at Chi Weiming, who had no idea where to start, and stretched out her hand, and a pill appeared in her hand.

She directly transformed the pills in her hand into medicinal power and passed them all to him regardless of Chi Weiming's objections.

Chi Weiming's body, which was covered in blood and blood, recovered in an instant. Yan Wenmo looked at Chi Weiming's eyes full of resentment and fear, smiled maliciously, and then said faintly:

"Your Majesty, when you exterminated my Yan family, did you ever think of today? Of course you didn't. But, it doesn't matter, the night is still long, let's take our time, you can slowly recall how you treated them in the beginning."

As she spoke, she smiled, stretched out her hand and grasped Chi Weiming's wrist, squeezing it hard. In an instant, the tendons and bones were broken.

At the same time, the Demon Lord's face turned pale in an instant, every muscle on his face was twitching, large drops of sweat were falling, and the tears that he had been holding back were about to fall.

He looked at Yan Wenmo angrily, his eyes filled with deep hatred. Yan Wenmo didn't care at all about Chi Weiming's hateful look. Not only did he not care, he took the opportunity to cripple his other hand.

On the other side, Yang Jin sat on a chair, watching Yan Wenmo beating Chi Weiming in the hall. He leisurely picked up the cup on the table and sipped the tea, then adjusted his sitting posture, smiling very harmlessly.

"This kid really wants to torture people to death. He is really bad."

Muttering subconsciously, Yang Jin watched calmly as Yan Wenmo beat the Demon Lord to the point of being on the verge of death time and time again, and healed his wounds again and again.

It seemed that she finally felt that using her fists was too troublesome, so she simply cut many wounds on Chi Weiming's body and then dug out an ant nest.

The ants in the Wanmo Sect are different from those in other places. It seems that there are poisonous insects here, and a lot of people have died here, so the ants here are much larger than those in other places.

Not only are they large in size, but the pincer-like things on their mouths are also incredibly large. Combined with their formic acid, they are a powerful weapon for torturing people.

The ants' nest was thrown directly on Chi Weiming. Because the ants were brought to a strange place, they began to retaliate everywhere. As a result, Chi Weiming's body was covered with red and swollen marks left by the ants, which were painful and itchy.

Ant nests, feathers to tickle your itch, sheep licking the soles of their feet, bamboo sticks stuffed into your fingers…

She knew a lot of ways of punishment and torture, and she tried them one by one on Chi Weiming, as if to see how long he could last.

Yan Wenmo enjoyed torturing him, and Chi Weiming's expression changed from fear, resentment, anger to numbness in the end.

Living was painful, yet unable to die, Chi Weiming looked at Yan Wenmo with lifeless eyes, like a body without a soul.

I thought this torture would continue, but I didn't expect her to clap her hands and say with a dull tone:

"It's already dawn, it's so short, I still have some things to play with?!"

As she said that, she stood up, stretched herself, then kicked Chi Weiming who was still numb, and curled her lips.

Yang Jin looked at her with an unsatisfied look on his face and couldn't help asking in surprise:

"Not playing anymore?!"

"No more playing, there are important things to do, can't delay"

Having said this, Yan Wenmo glanced at Yang Jin and asked flatteringly:

"Can you erase this memory from him? I don't want him to become immune to it."

Yang Jin glanced at Chi Weiming, whose life or death was unknown, and said unhappily:

"I thought you wanted me to do something?! Turns out it's to wipe your ass."

Yan Wenmo chuckled and said no more, just looking at Chi Weiming with a very meaningful look.