Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Everyone in the Wanmo Palace and Wanmo City was in a panic about yesterday's complete defeat, but Chi Weiming was the only one who was extremely calm.

His calmness was not because he was powerful, but because he only knew his own ending from the beginning, so fear, panic, and terror were all unnecessary.

However, in the eyes of some people, his calmness showed that he was sure of victory, so that although the Ten Thousand Demons Palace was in chaos, it was not extremely messy.

After bathing, Chi Weiming looked at Chu Yanhong who was undressing him. His expression was lonely for a moment, and then he returned to his original appearance. Chu Yanhong carefully arranged his clothes for him, and subconsciously stood on tiptoe. Before she could get close, she was rejected by Chi Weiming:

"Not today, take a good rest today"

Chu Yanhong looked at Chi Weiming in confusion, but Chi Weiming looked away, and then said with a complicated expression:

"Back off, you are tired too"

Although puzzled, Chu Yanhong still quietly retreated. Chi Weiming subconsciously straightened his robe and walked silently out the door to attend his death.

As for death, he himself had almost experienced it, had seen it with his own eyes, and had even caused it with his own hands. To him, life and death were just ordinary, trivial matters that could not be more ordinary.

Throughout his life, he was harmed by the world, and also harmed the world. He was misled by the world, and also misled the world. He was too lazy to count all the accounts.

So let it be, let it end like this, he deserved to die, he was not wronged, the only consolation is that there are still people who will never leave him, and there are still people who will see him off.

He pushed open the door, and the sunlight poured in, illuminating his entire body, as if at this moment, he was standing in the sun instead of in the haze.

He walked slowly out of the bedroom and came to the meeting room. The servants here had already left, and the empty palace was silent.

He pushed the door open, making a noise, then closed it and walked to the place where documents were reviewed. He threw away the annoying document and took out a zither from his Qiankun bag. It was Yan Wenmo's zither, the one Yan Wenmo left at the farm.

Chi Weiming had never learned to play the zither, but later, after Yan Wenmo left, he accidentally discovered the existence of the zither. He was curious, so he went to understand and learn, and now he has achieved some success.

Intermittent piano sounds came out from his hands. He plucked the strings carefully, waiting for Yan Wenmo to come find him and kill him.

He didn't wait long, or rather, Yan Wenmo couldn't wait any longer, so she came very early.

The Wanmo Sect had already been surrounded by people, so Yan Wenmo was not worried that any remnants of the sect would escape. She wore mourning clothes and carried white flowers, walking step by step towards the road she had walked many times before.

There were sounds of weapons fighting all around, as well as screams and groans one after another. Yan Wenmo ignored everything that was happening and walked towards the conference room on his own.

Intermittent piano sounds came from the conference room, and the player was not playing very well. It was understandable that he was not good at such things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so it was rare for him to have such leisure time.

The door was pushed open, and sunlight poured in through the opened door. Yan Wenmo stood in the light, as if his whole body was glowing.

Chi Weiming didn't look up at her, but plucked the strings of the piano. Yan Wenmo didn't attack him either, but watched him play the piano quietly.

Neither of them moved, as if they were competing to see who had more patience, until Chi Weiming played the last syllable, slowly raised his eyes, looked at Yan Wenmo standing in the light, and nonchalantly withdrew his hand from the piano.

"You came"

He said this in a flat tone, with almost no change in his intonation, cold and indifferent, as if he was narrating an ordinary trivial matter.

Yan Wenmo looked at him, looked into his calm eyes, and suddenly said:

"You're upset"

Chi Weiming did not answer or explain, he just looked up at her and said calmly:

"It's OK as long as your heart is not disturbed"

Yan Wenmo didn't comment, just looked at him quietly. Chi Weiming subconsciously straightened his clothes, then drew out the Mo Yang Sword, pointed it at Yan Wenmo and said:

"Although it's not necessary, you should still fight, so that people won't say you won unfairly."

Yan Wenmo rolled her eyes in a very subtle way, obviously not taking it to heart. Chi Weiming took a deep breath, then grasped the Mo Yang sword and rushed towards her.

Yan Wenmo subconsciously raised his hand, and the Broken Moon Sword instantly burst out with an extremely dazzling white light. Countless fragments were like small white daggers, pointing directly at Chi Weiming.

Chi Weiming did not hesitate, but clenched the sword in his hand. Even though he was covered with wounds from the fragments of the Broken Moon Sword, he rushed forward without hesitation. His sword stopped abruptly when it was an inch close to Yan Wenmo.

Yan Wenmo did not move. She just stretched out her hand and pressed the magic spirit converter on Chi Weiming's chest. Then, the formation on Chi Weiming's chest lit up, went out, and shattered.

The surging spiritual power rushed towards Yan Wenmo like a tide, making her unable to move. Chi Weiming looked at her and raised his hand slightly.

The Mo Yang Sword hummed as if it was summoned. It flew up on its own and rushed towards Yan Wenmo, but was then picked up by Jiang Wenbai's Fen Yang Sword.

Jiang Wenbai was not slow in coming, he just didn't know where Chi Weiming would be?! So he could only search room by room, and fortunately, he caught up.

Seeing Jiang Wenbai, Chi Weiming was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes, smiled, and said self-deprecatingly:

"At least not too high"

Yan Wenmo knew that the Supreme being he was referring to was Gu Hansheng, so he explained:

'He's trapped'

As she spoke, she looked at Chi Weiming in surprise and asked:

"You don't hate him?!"

After all, in this situation, Chi Weiming should know that Gu Hansheng was taking advantage of him. Logically, he should hate him.

But Chi Weiming shook his head and said sadly:

"No, I am lucky enough to be alive now."

Yan Wenmo looked at him, enduring the spiritual power that almost broke through her soul, her face became paler and paler. Seeing her like this, Chi Weiming laughed sarcastically, and then said:

"The soul of the demon god is not so easy to devour. Your cultivation method, which is similar to that of a demon cultivator, is not much different from mine. But I still want to ask you..."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Wenmo seriously and asked:

"Why choose him?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked without hesitation. The palm wrapped in black air rushed directly towards Yan Wenmo's lower abdomen. The black air was filled with demonic energy that could split mountains and rocks and even tear apart the void.

However, the black evil energy, the moment it touched Yan Wenmo, turned into streams of pure spiritual power and also flowed towards Yan Wenmo.

Chi Weiming was stunned by this sudden change and looked at Yan Wenmo with disbelief in his eyes.

He originally thought that even if he couldn't kill Yan Wenmo, he could at least seriously injure her. But now it seems that, let alone seriously injure her, he can't even get close to her.

Jiang Wenbai did not hesitate at all about this sudden change. He stabbed Chi Weiming in the abdomen with a sword, causing him to groan and then turn his face towards Jiang Wenbai.

The flames of the Burning Sun Sword overflowed from the wound and even gradually spread. Yan Wenmo glanced at Jiang Wenbai and said with difficulty:

“Not too fast”

Jiang Wenbai was stunned, and deliberately controlled the sword energy of the Fenyang Sword, and then asked:

"how?!"

Cold sweat trickled down Yan Wenmo's forehead, her face turned paler, and she nodded.

Chi Weiming looked at Jiang Wenbai, sneered, and then said:

"You're also a man?!"

His sarcasm was obvious, mocking Jiang Wenbai's obedience to Yan Wenmo. Yan Wenmo looked at her, silent, and then said seriously:

"He was my sword spirit"