Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Just when Yan Wenmo was worried about how to save his life from the pursuit of the Demon Lord, the demonic system in his sea of ​​consciousness issued a new task:

[In view of the host's failure in the last mission, in order to maintain the basic operation of the system, please accept the branch mission, that is, to stop the Demon Lord Puppet from sneaking into the forbidden area of ​​​​Haotian Sect to seize the remains of the ancient demon god. There is no time limit. Success will reward 100,000 points. Failure will destroy the host's soul. Please set off as soon as possible.]

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo felt his eyes go dark and his life was hopeless.

But at this moment, she couldn't fall down, so she could only rub her temples harder to make herself sober and calm down.

The situation now is really like a rainy day with a leaking roof. Bad luck is happening one after another and there is no peace at all.

It was tragic enough that my whole family was wiped out, not to mention that I might be hunted down by the Demon Lord, but you, system, actually want me to infiltrate the number one cultivation sect, the Haotian Sect, as an undercover agent. Do you have any humanity at all, system? !

She just learned about the Yan family's extermination, and she hasn't reacted yet? You just issued the task, can't you let people vent their emotions a little, and then issue the task? !

But obviously, the system does not take this point into consideration, so Yan Wenmo can only complain silently to himself.

Do you think you can enter the Haotian Sect whenever you want?! It's not a vegetable garden?! You can enter and leave as you please?!

When she thought of this, Yan Wenmo felt more and more anxious, but she didn't dare to refuse the task. After all, it was a matter of life and death. If she was not careful, it would be all over.

Therefore, she looked at the Jiang couple who were hesitant and didn't know how to speak with a complicated look, and after pondering for a while, she spoke helplessly:

"Qingshuang knows that this matter is of great importance and requires careful consideration. Therefore, if uncle figures it out one day, please send someone to inform me."

After saying that, she did not dare to stay here any longer and stood up directly from the chair. Seeing her stand up, Jiang Zhenyun could not help but smile for a while before he said awkwardly:

"You are too polite, Niece Yan. Your uncle will not let you down."

From what he said, the cancellation of the engagement was most likely going to be done, but at this moment, Yan Wenmo didn't look happy at all.

After all, at this moment, she was still immersed in the grief of the destruction of the Yan family, her being hunted by the Demon Lord, and the system assigning her tasks to make things worse. She really had no energy to care about what Jiang Zhenyun thought.

The Yan family was destroyed. The gentle and virtuous Yan family mother and the gentle and upright Yan family head in memory no longer existed. The Yan family's nieces and maids might also be gone. Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo felt extremely sad.

When I left, they all hoped that I could go back soon. But now that I want to go back, I can't go back at all. I don't even know if anyone will collect their bodies.

Just as I thought of this, the system that had been silent in my sea of ​​consciousness suddenly added:

[If the Demon Lord takes action, those mortals will probably be reduced to ashes without a trace left.]

Flying ashes?! Yan Wenmo couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this. She subconsciously looked at the servants and maids who were chatting and laughing in the Jiang family courtyard. Thinking that those people in Kyoto might have died, she subconsciously sniffed.

Those people were all people she had lived with day and night, and they were all living beings. Now, they left this world because of an unexpected disaster. How could she accept this reason? How could she remain indifferent? !

But at this moment, no matter how sad she was, she knew that she should not stay here for long. After all, life had to go on. Sadness could do nothing but make her feel miserable. Not to mention, she still had tasks to complete, and she had not yet made arrangements for the future of these maids who followed her.

Thinking of this, Yan Wenmo subconsciously asked the system in his mind:

"What about these maids who follow me?! I have to find a way for them to survive. They have served me after all, so we should part ways in peace."

In response to Yan Wenmo's request, the system subconsciously remained silent. It was silent for a very long time, so long that Yan Wenmo was about to leave Jiang's house, before it spoke:

[They seem to have no relatives, and no means of making a living. Apart from being maids, they can do nothing else? ]

Yan Wenmo didn't feel very happy when she heard this expected answer, because it meant that these maids really could only rely on her.

Come to think of it, they are all born in the Jiang family, their parents and relatives are all servants of the Jiang family. Since they can remember, they have been serving me. It would be strange if they could learn any skills.

But the current situation does not allow her to stay here for long. She should take it one step at a time and go to Haotian Sect to check out the situation first.

Thinking of this, she sighed quietly, and then looked at the innocent maids behind her. She felt even more overwhelmed. She really couldn't live like this.

As soon as we left Jiang's house, the coachman came over. Yan Wenmo looked at the maids serving him, and after a moment's hesitation, he spoke:

"Change the route to Haotian Sect"

Seeing that she was actually going to Haotian Sect, the people around her were stunned at the same time. They looked at Yan Wenmo sighing, with a melancholy and frustrated look on his face. They couldn't help but refuse each other for a long time before Xiaoyue, the maid closest to Yan Wenmo, tentatively asked:

"Miss, why are you going to the Haotian Sect? Although the Haotian Sect is much more powerful than the Yan family, forcing someone to break off an engagement is something that those famous and upright sects would not do... I'm afraid they would not bother to do it."

The last sentence was spoken in a very low voice, probably because he felt guilty, but no matter how low his voice was, Yan Wenmo still heard it.

Yan Wenmo was still feeling sad because the Yan family was destroyed and no one survived, leaving only himself and a few maids.

Now, when she suddenly heard Xiaoyue say such words, she was completely speechless.

She looked at Xiaoyue, who was like a naive girl beside her, with a look of shock on her face. She couldn't help but twitch her lips, but she was complaining madly in her heart:

"What on earth is in this girl's head?! She doesn't even use her brain to think about it. How could she possibly ask the Haotian Sect to help her break off the engagement?"

"Not to mention that she has no relationship with the Haotian Sect, the Haotian Sect would feel it is a loss of face just to cancel the engagement. How could they personally come out to help a mortal woman like me to cancel the engagement?! Do you have a brain?!!!"

Thinking of this, she could only look up at the sky with despair, lamenting her bad luck, misfortune, and how bitter life was.

The maids who followed Yan Wenmo and came with her to cancel the engagement were named Xiaochun, Xiaohua, Xiaoqiu and Xiaoyue.

The four of them were the most loyal, attentive, gentle, considerate and docile girls selected by Madam Yan herself from hundreds of maiden girls.

These four girls are a few years older than Yan Wenmo. They grew up with Yan Wenmo and have a deep friendship with him. Now, since the Yan family has been wiped out, their parents have naturally... Therefore, whether out of affection or responsibility, Yan Wenmo has the obligation to settle these people.

As for why she didn't return to the capital, it was because she really didn't want to face the tragic scene of the Yan family being wiped out. Whether it was to escape or to deceive herself, as long as she didn't see it with her own eyes, she could naturally think that those people were still alive.

Yes, they were all alive and well in her memory. They were all happy, living and working in peace and contentment, busy with their own affairs as usual.

As long as she didn't see them die, they could live for a long, long, long time, so long that she would think they were not dead, but were just living a carefree life in some place she didn't know.