Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

The temperature in the heart sea suddenly became even lower. The surrounding was filled with cold air and water vapor, making Jiang Tingwan shiver constantly.

Being cold isn't scary; what's scary is being cold to death but not dying.

There is no alternation of light from the sun and the moon here, and there is no concept of time. After Bai Wangshu left, Jiang Tingwan could neither hear nor see what was happening outside.

After a long wait, the image in the vapor appeared.

"Uncle Master!"

Lin Shuyu was the first to speak. Several of them gathered around a bed. When they saw Bai Wangshu, they respectfully lined up in two columns.

"Junior Brother Mu has serious internal injuries. The head master has already transferred spiritual energy to him. As long as he wakes up, he will be fine."

Jiang Tingwan saw the person lying on the bed through the screen and asked in confusion, "Is he so badly injured?"

She subconsciously took two steps forward. She clearly remembered that he was conscious when she sent him away.

Sui Jiu, who was beside her, glanced at her, said nothing, and turned his back quietly.

"Get out!" Bai Wangshu's cold voice came.

Lin Shuyu glanced at Bai Wangshu, then understood and urged the people in the room to leave.

After the four people left, Bai Wangshu took two steps closer and stared at Mu Yunzhong on the bed for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Tingwan asked Suijiu beside him, "What do you think she is thinking about now..."

She didn't know what Bai Wangshu's mentality would be when he saw Mu Yun again after hearing what she said.

Here she could only see the picture in Bai Wangshu's eyes, but not her expression.

Before she could finish her words, Bai Wangshu suddenly stretched out his hand towards Mu Yunzhong's neck.

Jiang Tingwan was so scared that he shouted, "What are you going to do?"

The hand in the picture stopped, but Jiang Tingwan couldn't tell whether it was because of his obstruction or because Bai Wangshu stopped on his own.

His actions undoubtedly exposed his excessive concern for Mu Yunzhong.

"Do you care about him?" Bai Wangshu withdrew his hand, and her voice came from his heart.

Jiang Tingwan looked around in surprise, and Sui Jiu explained at the right time: "This is her heart. If she wants, she can naturally talk to you."

"After all, we have been master and apprentice for two months. He is just a poor man who was implicated. He should not be the target of your venting." Jiang Tingwan covered up guiltily.

Bai Wangshu snorted coldly, and a gust of cold air blew through his heart sea, making Jiang Tingwan shiver. She also discovered that the environment of this heart sea was actually related to Bai Wangshu's state of mind?

Her heart had actually become so broken?

The cold voice continued to come, like a mockery from the heart, "Yes, since he is not Mu Xingzhi's child, he naturally does not need to atone for the sins of that unfaithful man..."

Jiang Tingwan didn't expect that Bai Wangshu actually accepted his words. Just when he felt relieved, he saw the image in the water vapor move from Mu Yunzhong's face all the way to his heart.

Bai Wangshu's voice continued: "Then there is even less reason to stay!"

Her words shocked Jiang Tingwan's heart, but the place where Bai Wangshu's gaze rested made her see the answer at a glance without asking.

"You... you figured it out?"

Jiang Tingwan didn't expect it to be like this. In those few brief settings, Bai Wangshu's psychology was far more complicated than she had imagined.

"Mu Xingzhi thought that he could save the child's life by exhausting his own cultivation, and he even thought that by sealing the child's Qi Sea and Dantian, he could protect the child for life. However, he did not expect that the child he had saved with all his strength would practice forbidden techniques in order to break his seal and enter the Dan Formation Stage."

The eyes in the picture were once again fixed on Mu Yunzhong's face. His voice was cold and without any sadness or joy: "He thought I didn't know there was a fox demon lurking around Tingfeng Courtyard, and he thought I couldn't tell he was practicing forbidden techniques. From the moment the seal in his body disappeared, I knew that this seemingly weak and humble disciple of mine was a wolf cub with evil intentions and deep scheming. Although he didn't bark, he would bite people."

Jiang Tingwan was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She had never thought that Bai Wangshu would keep Mu Yun by his side even though he knew that he would carry the Dustless Pearl for life. She had never thought that knowing that what she did to him would only make Mu Yun hate her and the Sanyuan Sect in the end, she would still let him become what he is now bit by bit?

Bai Wangshu really lives up to her character as a madman.

Jiang Tingwan looked at Mu Yunzhong who was sleeping in the picture and was silent for a long time. He looked at the coldness in his heart and wondered who had suffered more during this period of time.

"Do you really think I'm so easily fooled? You said you were me, but you didn't know I had already discovered this. You made up a story about past lives to deceive me. Who do you really want to save, yourself or him?"

Bai Wangshu saw through her acting skills and also understood her psychology, which made Jiang Tingwan suddenly feel relieved.

"I really can't lie to you... I knew that you all should be real." Her words sounded like a sigh, but they sounded incomprehensible to Bai Wangshu.

"Yes, we are indeed not in our past lives or this life. I am just a ghost who died at the hands of Mu Yunzhong. In order to save myself, I came to the present time when he has not yet become a demon. But I did not lie to you about the fact that he is just a child that Mu Xingzhi happened to save..."

"A new story?" Bai Wangshu's tone was full of disdain. "It's a pity that you don't go to the human world to write a storybook."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan was slightly distracted. Well... he was indeed a "story writer".

But he came back to his senses, "I know this is hard for you to accept, but it is precisely because of this misunderstanding that it tortured you and Mu Yunzhong, and that after he suffered all those hardships for no reason, he turned into a demon and became a terrifying existence."

"When I first came here, I also wanted to take the initiative and kill him to end it all. But I didn't expect that you were in the process of losing your power, and I had no ability to kill him. In order to save my own life, I could only act and deceive him, pretending to be a reformed master, and treated him well, and he actually believed it..."

Jiang Tingwan talked about the short two months she had spent in this world. She couldn't help but smile. Her soft words were more like a confession from the heart. Only now did she realize that every day she had been here was spent with Mu Yunzhong.

"I was just pretending to save my life, but he took it seriously. He treated me as someone who needed his protection and stood in front of me every time. At that time, he was not only protecting me, but also you as his master... Can you imagine this scene? Even if you treated him like that before, as long as you treat him better, he will stand in front of you. He could have chosen not to do this, just like he could have not become the Demon Lord..."

"I don't know when it started, but I changed. I began to think that letting him live well was the best outcome for me."

"You fell in love with him?" Bai Wangshu concluded the answer from her words and smiled contemptuously, "Stupid!"

"Yes! I think so too. If I wasn't stupid and sick, why would I fight with others? Obviously, I am most afraid of pain."

Jiang Tingwan seemed to be reflecting on her question, but he asked her, "What about you?"

"You knew very well what it meant that Mu Yun was carrying the Wuchen Pearl, but you kept him by your side because he might be Mu Xingzhi's child. In fact, your love for Mu Xingzhi far outweighs your hatred for him." Jiang Tingwan said this after a chuckle.

"No!" Bai Wangshu retorted almost subconsciously, even shouted it out loud, but after he came to his senses, he changed his mind.

"I hate him! I wish they would die without a burial place, and I hate everyone related to them. The more I see them suffer, the happier I am. So it doesn't matter what kind of person their child is. What matters is that he can't have an easy life. It would be best if he could be like me, with his skin torn and his heart struggling and unable to resolve because of that past, and become a madman like me."

Bai Wangshu was so excited that he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. The temperature in his heart dropped drastically, and Jiang Tingwan felt as cold as if he had suddenly experienced a snowstorm.

Bai Wangshu's voice continued, but his tone was full of mockery and sarcasm. He even laughed crazily, "But now you tell me that Mu Yunzhong has nothing to do with them? Ha... ha... hahaha... how ironic! I thought he tried his best to save this child because he was his own flesh and blood, but I didn't expect... hahaha... I didn't expect it was just because this child and Ye Nanzhu were from the same lineage... hahahaha... Mu Xingzhi, your love for her is so abominable..."

Bai Wangshu's voice was a mixture of crying and laughing, which made Jiang Tingwan feel palpitations. She had never thought that Bai Wangshu would be so crazy, and she had never thought that she would have such thoughts and reactions after learning that Mu Yunzhong had no blood relationship with them.

"Bai Wangshu?" She called her in a murmur, but it only ignited her anger.

She wanted to say something else, but Bai Wangshu had already reached out his hand to Mu Yunzhong on the bed again. She wanted to stop him, but all she felt was a biting cold.

"Mu Yunzhong, wake up quickly!"

She shouted Mu Yunzhong's name towards the screen. After feeling the palm wind, the person on the bed subconsciously fought back and turned over and got out of bed.

But as soon as he got out of bed, he fell to the ground because of his injuries. Lin Shuyu and others outside the house heard the noise and rushed in immediately.

"Uncle Master?"

At this moment, Mu Yun finally looked up and saw the people in the room clearly, and also saw clearly the source of the palm wind just now. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Master! I didn't know you were my master. Please forgive me!"

When Lin Shuyu and the other three saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned for a moment. Even Jiang Tingwan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was startled, and his expression gradually turned into one of surprise.

Bai Wangshu looked at Mu Yunzhong lying on the ground with a cold expression, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes, and also a kind of disbelief. He actually dodged his attack?

"Junior Brother Mu, you are injured, get up quickly." Lin Shuyu said as he was about to help Mu Yunzhong who was lying on the ground.

Mu Yun finally felt pain all over his body, but he didn't dare to stand up with Lin Shuyu's force, nor did he dare to look up at Bai Wangshu's expression.

Mo Shaoyu, who was standing by, thought that Lin Shuyu failed to help the man up, so he also joined the ranks of those who were helping him up.

No matter how much Mu Yun resisted, he could not stand up as he was forcibly helped up by two people. He looked at the two people who were supporting him in confusion, and saw that apart from his master, the people around him, even Meng Ziyuan, had concern in their eyes.

A look of doubt flashed with alertness, and the numbers above his head began to flash.

937!

The familiar numbers appeared again, bringing Jiang Tingwan an earth-shattering shock.

Jiang Tingwan saw the number above Mu Yunzhong's head and asked, "How could this happen?"

She turned her head to question Suijiu, but saw Suijiu trying to run away on tiptoe. She grabbed Suijiu's collar, pulled her back, and asked loudly, "Why is this happening?"

She had clearly changed Mu Yunzhong, how could this happen?