Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Unfortunately, Yan Wenmo did not look like the person in the Demon Lord’s memory, but fortunately, she had a pair of eyes that were very similar to that person.

Before the Demon Lord's hand lingered on her face for too long, a sound of breaking wind was heard instantly, followed by a man's blade.

Yan Wenmo didn't know who the person he was talking about was? ! She also didn't know why he said that. She only heard a sound of breaking wind, and then the extremely angry shout of the Wanren Sect elder:

"Demon Lord, please stop being so presumptuous. Let Yan Xiaoyou go!"

Yan Wenmo really didn't expect that the first person who rushed out to save her at this moment would be the elder of the Wanren Sect who had provoked her that day. Therefore, she couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on her face.

Following closely behind the elder were Shangguan Zhi and Ouyang Xian. As for Jiang Wenbai, he was having a passionate affair with the heroine and had no time to pay attention to this side.

He casually broke the elder's sword, and the Demon Lord looked at the elder of the Wanren Sect with contempt, sneering:

"A mere Mahayana cultivator actually dares to snatch someone from me. Do you think you've lived enough?!"

His tone was full of mockery, like an eagle from high above looking down at the ants underground. The elder seemed to be oblivious to the Demon Lord's sarcasm and rushed up again regardless.

Without any hesitation, the Demon Lord was about to kick the overconfident elder of the Wanren Sect away, but was stopped by Shangguan Zhi with a sword.

He looked at Shangguan Zhi with a sneer, and with a light wave of his hand, Shangguan Zhi flew backwards uncontrollably, and then was thrown heavily to the ground, creating a huge pit of more than ten square meters.

Lying at the bottom of the pit with difficulty and spitting blood, Shangguan Zhi stood up again. He raised his eyes and looked at the Demon Lord, then flew into the air again, but was kicked away by the Demon Lord again.

Yan Wenmo looked at Shangguan Zhi worriedly, then looked at the elder of the Wanren Sect who was rushing over again and Ouyang Xian who was eager to try. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then she moved her fingers, and a touch of spring flame immediately appeared at her fingertips.

Without hesitation, the Spring Flame at her fingertips rushed straight towards the Demon Lord's heart, but was stopped just an inch away from the Demon Lord's heart.

The reason why he stopped was not because Yan Wenmo was soft-hearted, but because she was not strong enough. Perhaps sensing the danger, the Demon Lord tightened his grip on her neck and easily grabbed her wrist as she was about to attack.

The Demon Lord exerted a little force, and Yan Wenmo heard the sound of her wrist breaking. A pain that made her bones tremble was instantly transmitted to her brain, and the increasingly thin air at her neck made her eyes roll up slightly.

But Yan Wenmo did not admit defeat. Without hesitation, Yan Wenmo attacked again, and then her other hand was easily broken by the Demon Lord.

"Why won't you listen?!"

The cold and mocking voice of the Demon Lord sounded in her ears, with a chilling tone, and he said in a tone that was almost reproachful:

"You actually dared to resist me, but I am in a good mood today, I can give you two choices, one, I kill them and take you away by force; two, leave them behind and you follow me."

As he spoke, he loosened his grip on Yan Wenmo's neck, and her eyes gradually returned to normal. She looked at the Demon Lord in front of her with embarrassment and fear, and then looked at Shangguan Zhi and the others who were about to rush over. Finally, she spoke with difficulty, almost decadent and helpless:

"I...I choose two."

This sentence seemed to have used up all of Yan Wenmo's energy, so much so that her face turned green after she finished speaking. The Demon Lord looked at her green face, smiled, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After saying that, his figure instantly disappeared from the battlefield, and Shangguan Zhi pulled Ouyang Xian's clothes with difficulty, trying to stop him from chasing after people, and said while coughing up blood:

"Go, go and inform Uncle Master."

After saying this, perhaps because he was too seriously injured or too exhausted, he fainted.

Seeing this, Ouyang Xian didn't care about chasing the Demon Lord. He simply gritted his teeth, picked up Shangguan Zhi, and hurriedly left the battlefield.

In this battle, due to the participation of the Demon Lord, the casualties among the demon cultivators were not serious, but the strength of the righteous path was greatly reduced, and even one of their cultivators was taken away by the Demon Lord.

Because Yan Wenmo was taken away, the entire Hengshan Sect's meeting hall was filled with an extremely gloomy mood, and everyone had no confidence in the upcoming battle.

On the other side, Xiaoyaozi, who had just received the news, didn't care about anything else and hurried over from Haotian Sect. Because he was anxious, he didn't say much, but broke into the meeting hall of Hengshan Sect directly.

Xiaoyaozi had just appeared, and before he could speak, Shangguan Zhi immediately stood up and saluted with a guilty look, saying:

"I'm sorry, Junior Master, it's my fault that I was incompetent... I couldn't protect him."

When Xiaoyaozi saw him speak, he looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression. He was silent for a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice:

"What happened?!"

As soon as Xiaoyaozi finished speaking, he heard the elder of the Wanren Sect beside him speak with a guilty tone:

"It's my fault. I was careless for a moment and that Demon Lord took advantage of me and took Yan Xiaoyou away. If it weren't for that, Yan Xiaoyou wouldn't have..."

Having said this, he lowered his eyes sadly, obviously still feeling guilty about this matter.

Seeing the elders of Wanren Sect speaking, Xiaoyaozi subconsciously looked up and realized that everyone in the meeting hall was injured. The least injured were the elders of Hengshan Sect, who had obviously just experienced a fierce battle.

Therefore, Xiaoyaozi was filled with worry for Yan Wenmo. He didn't know how the little girl was doing now? ! Is she still alive? ! If she fell into the hands of the Demon Lord, the girl would probably be worse off dead than alive.

But this is obviously not the time to think about this, because what is more important than Yan Wenmo being taken away by the Demon Lord is how to arrange the next battle? After all, if the Demon Lord appears, it means that the Demon Lord is determined to take over the Hengshan Sect.

Just like the situation that Xiaoyaozi worried about, Yan Wenmo's life was indeed worse than death at this moment, at least she herself thought so. After she was brought back to the Demon Cult by the Demon Lord, he threw her in the hall like throwing away garbage, and made her head hit the ground heavily.

The sharp pain and dizziness made her dizzy, so that she could only curl up on the ground. The joints of her wrists had already been crushed, and she couldn't even comfort herself.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the system emitted a soft white light, nourishing her limbs and bones, and soothing her restless and fearful emotions caused by being taken back to the Demon Cult. On the screen panel, it was written in large letters:

【Host, don't be afraid, I'm here】

Yan Wenmo was not afraid of the Demon Lord, she was just a little overwhelmed. The development of things had already exceeded all her expectations, not to mention her plans, so she didn't know what to do for a moment.

Inexplicably, she asked the system:

"System, if I die, can I still come back to take revenge?!"

The system remained silent in response to her question. After a long while, it replied:

[Host, if you want, you can come back here and continue your revenge]

After hearing this reply, Yan Wenmo felt much better, but before she could move, she was picked up.

The broken bones at her wrist had barely been fixed by the system when her collar was lifted up, like a kitten being pinched by the scruff of the neck. Yan Wenmo looked at the demon king in front of her who was lifting her up with a helpless look on her face. She didn't understand what the other party was going to do? !

"Although you don't look like her, your eyes are very similar to hers, so I decided not to kill you."

He said it with contempt, as if it were a gift. Yan Wenmo looked at his face and said sincerely:

"Actually, you can kill me right now."

Anyway, the system said that even if she died, she could come back. In that case, she felt that there was no need for her to waste time on the matter of death.