Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Hearing this, Zhao Wenlong subconsciously clenched his fist, as if preparing to attack. Yan Wenmo glanced at the momentum of Zhao Wenlong's fist and said calmly:

"Since he didn't do it on purpose, just let him go. It's not a big deal anyway?!"

When the woman saw Yan Wenmo speak, she hesitated for a moment, then used a communication talisman to ask the Demon Lord. After hearing the reply of permission, she said to Zhao Wenlong with a complicated expression:

"In that case, you can go, but there won't be a next time for this kind of thing."

Seeing that the woman actually let him go, Zhao Wenlong silently loosened his fist and said directly:

"Yes"

After saying that, he left without hesitation. Yan Wenmo looked at his leaving back and couldn't help but have a complicated expression.

Zhao Wenlong, who was almost a child of destiny in the Haotian Sect, was just a errand boy in the Demon Sect. So, how many hidden talents were there in this Demon Sect that he didn't know about? !

Can I really kill the Demon Lord and destroy the Demon Cult? ?

For the first time, she doubted herself. In the sea of ​​knowledge, the system control panel clearly stated:

[Host, please believe in yourself, you can definitely do what you want to do]

As if encouraged, Yan Wenmo's inner disappointment finally disappeared. She followed the woman's footsteps and came to a hot spring pool. The woman waved her hand to let the servants leave, and then saluted Yan Wenmo and said:

"If you need anything, just tell me. We are here to help."

Yan Wenmo nodded perfunctorily, then got into the hot spring pool surrounded by gauze. She silently took off her clothes and began to wash, while those people stood outside the gauze, looking around vigilantly.

To be honest, although the capital city is big, taking a hot spring bath is still a bit of a luxury. Therefore, Yan Wenmo doesn't often use it. So when her skin was soaked in the hot spring water, she felt inexplicably lazy.

"The Demon Lord really knows how to enjoy himself"

Muttering to himself, Yan Wenmo took out a tray that could be placed on the water from the system. He even put some fruits and snacks on the tray with interest before starting to bathe.

Because his hand had been held by someone before, Yan Wenmo deliberately washed it a few more times before he began to soak in the hot spring, eat, and enjoy life.

To be honest, this was the first time she had enjoyed such treatment since the Yan family was wiped out, so much so that she actually wanted to play around.

Yan Wenmo was enjoying the momentary comfort as she carefully splashed the water with her feet. Just as she relaxed her mind, she heard footsteps approaching from afar.

Almost instantly, she put on her clothes and sat by the bathtub, pretending nothing had happened, and the footsteps got closer and closer until the person lifted the veil.

"Are you still used to it?!"

In his ears, the Demon Lord spoke with concern. Yan Wenmo nodded restrainedly and whispered:

"good"

“It’s OK”

As he spoke, he opened his arms and instructed Yan Wenmo:

"Serve me in the bath"

But Yan Wenmo didn't move. She just slapped the water in the hot spring pool with her feet, as if she didn't hear what he said.

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw this, but strangely he was not angry. Instead, he began to take off his clothes, leaving only his underwear covering his important parts, and walked into the hot spring pool.

There were many wounds on his body, running in all directions, as if he had experienced many battles and it was obvious that he had escaped death many times.

Yan Wenmo, who accidentally saw the wound, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then felt that people like him had indeed paid all the price for strength.

Yan Wenmo peeled an orange lazily and subconsciously picked up a slice to put it in her mouth, but someone was faster than her and bit the orange flesh directly. Even Yan Wenmo's fingertips were swept by his lips and tongue.

The Demon Lord did not seem to be ashamed of his behavior of snatching food, or perhaps he did not think he was doing anything wrong. While eating the orange, he looked at Yan Wenmo, who wrapped herself tightly in front of him and lowered her eyes and refused to look at him, his expression full of laziness.

Frowning with some disgust, Yan Wenmo subconsciously washed her hands, but just as she washed her hands, she heard the questioning voice of the Demon Lord beside her.

Seemingly in a good mood, the Demon Lord looked at Yan Wenmo with a smile and couldn't help asking:

"May I have your name?!"

Yan Wenmo heard the temptation in his words and couldn't help but whispered:

"Thirteen, Yan Thirteen"

The moment he heard the name, the Demon Lord's relaxed aura instantly turned fierce, and his entire person looked sharp. He stared at Yan Wenmo's face and asked with a scrutinizing look:

"Yan Shisan?! Is your last name Yan?!"

"No"

Yan Wenmo looked at the fierce eyes of the Demon Lord and said with certainty word by word:

"It's a swallow, a swallow's swallow"

Hearing this, the Demon Lord relaxed his expression, chuckled, and said meaningfully:

"These days, there aren't many people with the last name Yan."

Yan Wenmo also smiled and replied with an unchanged expression:

“It’s not much, but it’s not nothing”

Yan Wenmo spoke calmly, and the Demon Lord was unsure for a moment, and instead spoke casually:

"Speaking of which, there is a family in the capital with the same surname as yours, surnamed Yan."

Yan Wenmo didn't even raise his head, and said coldly:

"Really?! That's really a coincidence."

She answered lightly, as if it was a trivial matter that had nothing to do with her, but the Demon Lord stared at Yan Wenmo's expression, trying to find a clue from her expression. However, after watching for a long time, he found that there was no sadness in her expression? !

Is this an illusion?! He is not a member of the Yan family?! If that is the case, then I must have recognized the wrong person.

Thinking of this, he retracted his almost sharp gaze and started taking a bath. However, Yan Wenmo stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Yan Wenmo was about to leave, the Demon Lord did not try to stop him and pretended that he saw nothing. Seeing that the Demon Lord did not try to stop him, Yan Wenmo took the opportunity to escape quickly.

As soon as she came out of the hot spring pool, the woman who had led the way led her to a small courtyard.

The layout of the courtyard was out of tune with the other layouts of the Demon Cult. After all, it was the first time that Yan Wenmo saw peonies in the Demon Cult, let alone a garden full of peonies.

The peonies were in full bloom, as if showing all their beauty to the world. Yan Wenmo stared at them blankly for a long while before he followed the woman's lead into the house.

The decoration of the room was also extremely gorgeous and elegant, like the boudoir of an official's daughter. On the left side of the room should be a study. On the table close to the window were the finest writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

In addition to writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, there are also some rare calligraphy and antiques, musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even a room full of books.

Yan Wenmo casually took out a few books from the bookshelf and took a look at them. He found that these books were rare copies that collectors outside had heard of but could not obtain. It seemed that it must have taken a lot of time to collect them.

Next to the study is the living room, which is furnished with a table made of golden nanmu wood. In addition to the table and chairs, there are also antiques and calligraphy and paintings decorating it, which are obviously of great value.

Next is the bedroom. In addition to the huge wardrobe, there is a dressing table more than one meter long, which is filled with precious jewelry and rouge and powder.

The most attractive thing among them is the carved wooden bed. Not to mention the lifelike carvings on the bed, the key is that the bed curtain is made of light pink soft gauze embroidered with the pattern of twin lotus flowers, and the quilt on the bed is also made of red brocade embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

The whole room was elegant, gorgeous, and grand, even with a bit of the unspeakable pampering of a girl. Yan Wenmo looked at the layout of the room in astonishment and couldn't recover for a long time.

The Demon Lord should have never been to the capital! He should have never been there! If he has never been there, how can he know the preferences of this official lady so clearly?

Could it be that... he had married and had children in the capital, and even married the daughter of a high-ranking official? If not, she really couldn't explain why this courtyard was arranged like this? !

After being blown around in the wind for a long time, Yan Wenmo pinched his brows in pain, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

The feeling that the plot was out of her control was too painful. She hated the feeling that everything was out of her control.

Really, what happened to the Demon Lord?! Whose eyes do she look like?! Is he really trying to make her lower her guard by treating her like this?! Or is he treating her as a substitute?! She really can’t sleep until these problems are solved! ! ! !