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An hour later, after listening to Feng Yue's story about the hidden clan and Feng Yin, who might be her mother, Xuanyuan Jing was still a little dizzy. Not only her, but Ouyang Xian was also a little dizzy.

But Jiang Wenbai was not dizzy, and was even extremely sober. He looked at Yan Wenmo's extremely calm face and vaguely felt that Yan Wenmo seemed to have known Xuanyuan Jing's identity for a long time.

But... where did she get the news?! Yang Jin never mentioned Xuanyuan Jing to her, and she never mentioned Xuanyuan Jing to Yang Jin, so... did she know it from the beginning but kept it a secret from herself?

When he thought of this, Jiang Wenbai felt a little bad. Yan Wenmo had hidden so many things from him, so many that he always discovered them only at the very end. He could even say that if she hadn't told him, he would have known nothing at all.

This was not a good thing for him, at least he did not like the feeling that nothing was within his expectations, but she had a way to make him realize that there were many things he did not know.

Xuanyuan Jing's eyes were filled with confusion because she felt dizzy. After all, this incident had a huge impact on her. Her parents were not her biological parents, and she was actually a member of the hidden clan. This... this was too absurd? !

But her own abilities and the vague feeling of being unable to function smoothly when practicing the techniques always told her that her identity was indeed different from that of ordinary people.

At least, Ouyang Xian would never feel the same sense of alienation as her when she was practicing. This alienation did not mean that she could not absorb spiritual power, but that she could not take the spiritual energy for herself smoothly and on a large scale.

Her body seemed to be wrapped densely with layer upon layer of gauze, dividing the spiritual energy that should have flowed into her body into countless small streams, which entered bit by bit. This was not a good thing for her. At least she felt that her cultivation had not made much progress recently.

The war was about to begin, and this was the time when Yan Wenmo needed her the most, but this happened to her. However, she didn't dare tell anyone, for fear that they would worry and that she would be a burden to them.

All of a sudden, all kinds of complicated emotions surged into Xuanyuan Jing's heart. She looked at Feng Yue's expectant eyes, subconsciously looked at Yan Wenmo, then looked at Ouyang Xian, shook her head, and said softly:

"They are my friends and family. I don't want to leave them, and I don't want to go back to the secluded clan. I want to be with them."

Feng Yue was stunned when she heard Xuanyuan Jing say this. She thought that after she told Xuanyuan Jing about her life experience and the pros and cons of her cultivation, she would choose to return to the hermit family. But she didn't expect that she actually wanted to stay?! Stay for these people?!

No, does she know what she is talking about?! The technique she is practicing now is not suitable for her at all, not to mention that it will not only delay her practice progress, but will also cause irreversible damage to her over time.

Given her current condition, the secluded clan may still be able to rescue her, but if she continues to stay there, even the gods may not be able to save her.

Thinking of this, she was about to say something, but subconsciously, a picture appeared in her mind. This picture made her look around at everyone with a complicated expression, and she took back her hand that she was eager to hold Xuanyuan Jing's hand, and sighed:

"Forget it. This matter is too sudden for you after all. It is inevitable that you cannot accept it. How about this, after the Demon Lord dies, you can give me an answer. By then, I believe that you will definitely choose to go back with me."

The words made no sense, but Yan Wenmo understood what she meant, and then he looked alert.

After the Demon Lord dies, Xuanyuan Jing will voluntarily go back with them! ! Are the people from the Hidden World Clan coming to capture her? ! It should be, but the look she gave to everyone just now was full of pity, could it be because of them? !

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at Ouyang Xian and the others and frowned.

If Ouyang Xian and the others were in danger, given Xuanyuan Jing's personality, she would probably give up and leave them for them.

It seems that this battle with the Demon Lord is not easy to fight, otherwise, Xuanyuan Jing would not give up her freedom for these people.

After Feng Yue finished speaking, he led the clan members of the Hidden World Clan out of the Wanyi Hall. As soon as they left the house, someone asked Feng Yue in a low voice:

"Sister Feng, why don't you..."

In response to that person's question, Feng Yue sighed and said:

"Let her stay. If we take her away by force now, she will run away. In this case, it is better to let her know that only the Hidden World Clan can make her truly strong, strong enough to protect the people she wants to protect. In this way, she will be willing to return to the Hidden World Clan instead of thinking about leaving."

Upon hearing this, the man nodded as if he had understood something, and then asked:

"Sister Feng, have you seen the future? I remember the clan leader said that you have this ability."

Feng Yue did not agree with the man's question. Instead, he looked at the scenery in the distance with a complicated expression, sighed, and then said to himself:

"Young man, you really don't know your place. How can the Demon Lord be killed so easily? Never mind. It's just a matter of putting in a little more effort. Just consider it as a reward for taking care of my people for so many years."

Having said that, she left the place without stopping, but her back was full of strength.

As soon as Feng Yue left, Jiang Wenbai stood up and grabbed Yan Wenmo's wrist and took her somewhere else. Yan Wenmo staggered when he pulled her, and couldn't help but frowned and said unhappily:

"Jiang Wenbai, what are you doing?! Are you hurting me?"

Jiang Wenbai took a deep breath, subconsciously slowed down his pace, and then took her out of the house and left Wanyitang.

Jiang Wenbai let go of her hand only after they reached her bedroom. He closed the door with a wave of his hand and asked angrily, even gritting his teeth:

"What on earth have you been hiding from me?! How long are you going to keep lying to me?! Am I so untrustworthy?! You won't tell me anything?! Can you stop hiding everything, making it seem like... as if I'm an outsider..."

Jiang Wenbai talked a lot, mostly accusing Yan Wenmo of lying to him, not trusting him, and hiding things from him.

Seeing him mention this, Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai with a guilty conscience and subconsciously argued:

"How could that be?? What should I say? I am just speculating and I don't have any substantial evidence. What if I am wrong?! How embarrassing would that be for everyone?!"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said this. As soon as he said this, Jiang Wenbai got angry again. He walked up to her angrily, looked at her face, and asked directly:

"Then you can just hide it from them, why are you hiding it from me?! Could it be that in your eyes, I am also... an outsider?!"

As he spoke, he inexplicably lowered his voice. He looked at Yan Wenmo's face so close to him, looked at her eyes and lips, subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, and then moved closer to her, put his arms around her waist, with a gentle look on his face.

Yan Wenmo had a feeling something was wrong. She looked at Jiang Wenbai approaching with a gentle expression and turned her head away awkwardly. She tilted her face slightly and said in a low voice with some embarrassment and anger:

"Let me go, don't make me angry"

Jiang Wenbai ignored her and moved closer. He reached out and held Yan Wenmo's hands, captured her lips without hesitation, and moved around as he pleased.

Yan Wenmo subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but Jiang Wenbai held it tightly. She prepared to use magic without thinking, but found that she was unable to use any strength because of the kiss.

This was too unfair, using magic to attack. Her head felt dizzy, as if she was drunk, but the person in front of her was flirting with her wantonly, as if he wanted to rob her of something.