Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

The reason why Yan Wenmo told Su Nian so much, besides trust, was more because her IQ and manpower were indeed insufficient.

The Demon Lord is an opponent who is too powerful in both strength and ability. It is really a fantasy for her to kill him by herself. Therefore, she needs helpers, a lot of helpers.

But because of the system and the remains of the ancient demon god, she was indeed unable to cope with both of them. So, no matter from which perspective, she could only leave this matter to Su Nian, and she believed that Su Nian would definitely find a way.

At this time, Su Nian was too weak and had no help, and she could not find anyone or organization she could trust.

So, two people with no background and no outside help decided to stick together for warmth at this moment. As for what will happen next, the two have not thought about it yet, but they think that it should not be worse than it is now.

Therefore, in this dilapidated temple, the alliance to kill the Demon Lord was initially formed, and the adventure that awaited them was about to begin.

While Su Nian was talking to Yan Wenmo, the replica of the ancient demon god's remains had been successfully forged.

The ordinary skeleton, which was originally slightly yellowish, was filled with strong demonic and evil spirits, and was even more ferocious than the skeleton Yan Wenmo had seen in Shuiyue Ze before.

Yan Wenmo was extremely satisfied with this scene. She cast a spell to shrink the skeleton and put it into a ten-centimeter-long mahogany box. Then she untied the five-sided blockade formation she had set up earlier and said to Su Nian:

"Let's go, it's time for us to get down to business."

Seeing Yan Wenmo leaving, Su Nian subconsciously chased after him. She looked at the peach wood box in Yan Wenmo's hand, pondered for a while, and then asked tentatively:

"I have an idea. Since you said that there are six copies of the ancient demon god's remains, does that mean we can use these six copies of the demon bones to send six people to go undercover with the Demon Lord, or even use them to get close to the Demon Lord, and then, we can hit him with one strike."

Seeing her sincerity, Yan Wenmo subconsciously deduced in his mind, then shook his head and said in denial:

"No, we can't get close to the Demon Lord with just the Demon Bone. He is an extremely cautious person. But, maybe we can do something with this Demon Bone?!"

Seeing Yan Wenmo's refusal, Su Nian was a little disappointed, but Yan Wenmo said that he was using counterfeit products to make a fuss, so she couldn't help but ask excitedly:

"Did he get poisoned and die immediately?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at her speechlessly and said faintly:

"The Demon Lord is not stupid, and he can't be killed by poison."

"OK then"

Su Nian said this with a somewhat disappointed expression, but Yan Wenmo added in time:

"Although we can't poison them, we can choose a method that won't alert the enemy. For example, if we use one of these magic bones alone, there won't be any side effects, but if we use six of them together, it will either kill or injure them."

Hearing this, Su Nian's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, Yan Wenmo was looking into the future, and Su Nian was also looking into the future, but the next second, the replica of the ancient demon god's remains in Yan Wenmo's hand disappeared.

Looking at his empty left hand in disbelief, and then looking in the direction where Chu Yanhong disappeared, Yan Wenmo felt as if a crow was flying over his head.

This is outrageous. She just came out of the dilapidated temple, and the replica hasn’t even warmed up yet? ! And it was snatched away by the heroine? ! Just... just snatched away? ! Just snatched away in front of her? !

Although this replica was originally intended for the Demon Lord, it was snatched away right after it was made and before it was even warm enough. Does she have no dignity?!

And Chu Yanhong, how long have you been waiting here? ! You showed up and took it away as soon as we showed up. Aren't you being disrespectful to me? !

"As expected, I will be living with Jiang Wenbai in the future. We are a couple of the same character."

Yan Wenmo suddenly said this in a sullen tone, and Su Nian looked at Yan Wenmo with an unconvinced look in a cold sweat, and swallowed silently.

She now seemed to have a direct experience of Yan Wenmo's words about sending someone's head a thousand miles away, and she never wanted to have this experience again in her life.

Just now, they had just come out of the dilapidated temple. In this nearly one thousandth of a second, Chu Yanhong suddenly appeared and stabbed Yan Wenmo with a sword.

Fortunately, Yan Wenmo dodged in time, otherwise the sword would have pierced her lower abdomen. When Chu Yanhong saw that the first attack failed, she attacked again. Yan Wenmo was not afraid of the situation and directly took out the Broken Moon Sword to fight with Chu Yanhong.

Yan Wenmo had no intention of hurting anyone, and Chu Yanhong had no desire to continue fighting. This seemingly tense fight lasted only three seconds and was forced to end when Chu Yanhong snatched the peach wood box containing the imitation.

Yan Wenmo spoke casually, but she was terrified. For some reason, she began to be grateful to Yan Wenmo for stopping her from going undercover in the Demon Cult, because her strength was indeed very weak, and going undercover in the Demon Cult was basically like seeking death.

As soon as Chu Yanhong was "sent away", Jiang Wenbai arrived. To be precise, Shangguan Zhi, Jiang Wenbai, Ouyang Xian and Zhao Wenlong all came.

Several people were a little surprised when they saw Yan Wenmo and Su Nian's disheveled appearance, and Ouyang Xian asked shockingly:

"Yan Shisan, what did you do to Miss Su?!"

How can I put it?! Just because of what he said, Su Nian was the first one who disagreed with this guy going to the Demon Sect as an undercover agent. He was a little too venomous and could easily be beaten to death.

"Thirteenth Junior Brother, you didn't come back all night. What...what are you doing in this dilapidated temple?!"

Hesitant, uncertain, and full of uneasiness, Shangguan Zhi uttered these few words extremely abruptly.

Yan Wenmo looked at the slightly inquiring eyes of the others, then looked at his and Su Nian's dusty and messy clothes, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then said seriously:

"I said, we are looking at the stars and the moon, talking about poetry and songs, philosophy of life, myths and strange stories, and ideals of the world. Do you believe it?!"

Hearing this, several people were stunned. Ouyang Xian even had an expression that said, "I don't believe you." He mocked directly:

"Poetry and songs are talking about philosophy of life?! Myths and strange stories are talking about ideals in the world. Come on, show me what poetry and songs are?! What is philosophy of life?!"

Having said that, even if she was not very willing, Yan Wenmo had no choice but to go ahead. Fortunately, she had some experience. After a short while, she came up with a plan and said to herself:

"Outside the curtain, the rain is trickling, and the spring is fading. The silk quilt cannot stand the cold at five o'clock in the morning. In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for a moment. Don't lean on the railing alone, there are endless mountains and rivers, it's easy to say goodbye but hard to meet again. The flowing water and falling flowers are the spring gone, the heaven and the earth."

"I recall the red osmanthus bushes on Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers are in the cup, the moon is in the cup. Tonight, I am with you on the upper floor, the clouds wet the gauze, the rain wets the gauze. I want to ride the wind to ask about chemistry, but the road is difficult to pass, and the letter is difficult to get through. The whole room is filled with only red candles, the cups are calm, and the songs are calm."

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After this series of actions, not to mention Ouyang Xian, even Shangguan Zhi was stunned. They stared blankly at Yan Wenmo's confident face as he recited the poem, and for a moment they didn't know how to start. It was Ouyang Xian who was quite jealous and muttered in a low voice:

"A servant who can play the piano and read poetry. People who know him would say he is a servant, but people who don't know him would think he is some talented scholar.!"

Shangguan Zhi also agreed with the slightly sour complaints of his third junior brother. Although he didn't know where Ouyang Xian got the evidence of playing the piano, since Ouyang Xian said so, it was likely that Yan Wenmo could play the piano.

He can play the piano, read poetry, and has a good level of cultivation. It seems that this senior must be of high status.

If that was the case, why did he choose to be a chores?! If it was just to avoid the Demon Lord, why would he just be a chores? Wouldn't it be more convenient to be an elder?! He asked himself that his Haotian Sect was not the kind of sect that was jealous of talented people and could not tolerate independent cultivators, so why did the senior only want to be a chores?!