Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Sui Jiu's eyes were wandering, and it was obvious that he had known it for a long time.

"I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious, just listen to me slowly..." She was afraid that Jiang Tingwan would lose his temper on the spot, so she quickly comforted him in a gentle voice.

In the past, I could have avoided this kind of situation, but now that she was in the same place with me, there was simply nowhere to escape.

As Suijiu spoke, he used his little hands to pry Jiang Tingwan's hand away.

He guided Jiang Tingwan to look at the picture in the mist and asked, "Does this number look familiar to you?"

Jiang Tingwan's eyes and feet moved closer to Mu Yunzhong at the same time, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the initial value of Mu Yunzhong's head when I first came here."

Her tone was like a memory. Sui Jiu did not expect that Jiang Tingwan was unexpectedly calm this time.

“Right!” Sui Jiu took a small step back. “Do you remember that I reminded you that if you die in the plot, it will trigger irreversible consequences!”

"Remember, I will die too, right?" Jiang Tingwan turned around and locked his eyes on Sui Jiu.

She had accepted this outcome thousands of times in her mind. If she failed, she would die.

Sui Jiu also gradually relaxed and replied seriously: "No, to be precise, that is not an absolute result. For order, you can only die in your own world. We avoid accidents, but we cannot become an accident. Therefore, you only came to this world with a partial consciousness, looking for the possibility of changing the deadlock."

"Even if you die in this world, your complete self will not die, but all traces of you in this world will disappear..."

"That is to say, if you die before completing the mission, all the plots you have influenced will return to the starting point. In simple terms, it will be as if you had never been there."

Jiang Tingwan couldn't believe it after hearing this. "As if I had never been here?"

Jiang Tingwan was so angry that she was speechless. She turned around on the spot, her anger rising, and she suddenly didn't feel cold anymore.

"So, all my previous efforts were in vain?"

Sui Jiu nodded but didn't dare to say anything.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Suijiu: ...

Jiang Tingwan's mind was filled with one sentence: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Why didn't you remind me when I was fighting for my life? I fought for my life with the glorious image of a hero! Now you tell me that it doesn't count after I die?"

Jiang Tingwan was disheveled in the wind.

Sui Jiu also complained aggrievedly: "You moved so fast, I couldn't stop you! And you didn't even see me at the time, my throat was broken from shouting, did you hear me?"

After hearing this, Jiang Tingwan finally had the chance to recall the situation at that time. When she was about to fight to the death, there were indeed two voices.

But she was ready to die and had no idea that this would be the outcome.

All her efforts were wasted at this moment, not only because of her own impulsiveness, but also because Mu Yun, who had finally let go of everything, fell into darkness again.

Jiang Tingwan suddenly fell into a dead silence and did not speak for a long time. She looked at the foggy surroundings and actually felt a chill invading her heart.

"No!" After a short silence, Jiang Tingwan suddenly raised his head and murmured, "No! If I erase all traces of me in this world, how would Bai Wangshu know that I was in her body these days? And the attitude of Meng Ziyuan and the others towards Mu Yunzhong just now was clearly influenced by me."

Sui Jiu coughed lightly, as if thinking about something. "I can only explain this by saying that Bai Wangshu woke up and saved your life. Although you committed suicide, you didn't die completely. Therefore, the memory of you in this world just disappeared randomly."

"What do you mean by random?" The image in the mist disappeared at some point, but Jiang Tingwan stared at it in confusion after remembering the number 937. "I don't know if the other things I see now have disappeared, but Mu Yunzhong's memory of me has definitely disappeared!!!"

Sui Jiu shrank back, "I didn't expect it, it's such a coincidence!"

Jiang Tingwan took a deep breath and pressed his philtrum with his thumb, feeling unwell all over.

Difficulty breathing, myocardial infarction, cerebral thrombosis, high blood pressure, dizziness, and the desire to die...

Jiang Tingwan was disheartened. He sat down against the dead tree with no hope for life, wailing, "It's all gone, all gone... The kingdom I built is all gone..."

Sui Jiu also sat down on the other side of the dead tree, sitting with Jiang Tingwan, with a serious expression. After a long while, he dared to comfort her: "Actually, it's not completely impossible to remedy the situation."

Jiang Tingwan turned his head to look at her, paused, and rolled his eyes: "Can you finish your words at once?"

"I just realized that since you can still stay in this world and have not left Bai Wangshu's body, this means that you still have some kind of relationship with this world..."

"???" Jiang Tingwan didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear. He sat up, his eyes lit up, "You mean, let me fight for the control of your body?"

"I didn't say that!" Sui Jiu shook his head like a rattle when he heard this and quickly denied it. "What I mean is, since you haven't left this world yet, you still have a month to make amends. During this period, if you can find a chance to change Mu Yunzhong again, you still have a chance of survival."

Jiang Tingwan had already quickly deduced the situation in his mind, and this seemed to be a way out.

But given her current situation, there was very little she could do, and the only person she could influence was Bai Wangshu.

But if she really thought about it carefully, she suddenly felt that she could do it. As long as she could guide Bai Wangshu to untie his knot, treat Mu Yunzhong well, and let Mu Yunzhong start over, it would not be impossible.

It's just that the person who completed this task was Bai Wangshu, and she, Jiang Tingwan...

It becomes a system for publishing tasks!

???

Jiang Tingwan was shocked when he realized his identity change.

She has become Bai Wangshu's system!!!

"Are you serious?"

Jiang Tingwan looked at the girl opposite in disbelief. He didn't expect it to be like this?

Sui Jiu didn't know that Jiang Tingwan had already thought so much in his mind. He could only nod blankly and said, "This is your last chance."

Nesting dolls! This is definitely a nesting doll! Jiang Tingwan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Bai Wangshu, who was outside the screen, left Mu Yunzhong's room. Lin Shuyu also asked everyone to leave, "I'm here. You guys go down and have a rest."

Mo Shaoyang glanced at Mu Yunzhong and said, "If you need anything, just call us."

Although Meng Ziyuan didn't say anything, his eyes showed the same meaning.

Mu Yun finally looked at the familiar faces in front of him, but felt strange. They seemed to have changed their faces overnight. More importantly, this was not Tingfengyuan.

"Go!" Lin Shuyu nodded.

After the three of them left, Lin Shuyu sat next to Mu Yunzhong and asked in a low voice: "What happened between you and Uncle Master?"

Noticing the strange atmosphere between Bai Wangshu and Mu Yunzhong, Lin Shuyu just felt strange. There were other people around just now, so it was difficult to ask. Now that they had left, he finally couldn't help it.

Mu Yun finally frowned and looked up at him, as if puzzled, "Master?"

"Yes! Just now I saw that the way Master Uncle looked at you was not right. Was she angry because you ignored your own injuries and chased to save her?"

Lin Shuyu speculated, and at this point he sighed and blamed himself, "I shouldn't have listened to Third Uncle at the time. She was concerned about your injury and didn't let me tell you, but I should at least have told Meng Ziyuan and the others about it, so that Wen Bumian wouldn't have the time to take Uncle away. At worst, we can fight him, and we can also tie him up for some time, so you don't have to fight alone..."

He talked to himself, but Mu Yunzhong's expression changed again and again.

Lin Shuyu noticed his expression, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

I couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Mu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mu Yun finally looked at Lin Shuyu. He still cared about him as before, but his expression and whole state were different.

The most obvious thing is that there is spiritual energy flowing in his body. Has he formed a pill?

And during this exploration, he discovered that he had actually entered the state of transformation, and was even in the late stage of transformation. What was going on?

All this happened too suddenly, and Lin Shuyu was the only answer. He could only ask him: "Isn't this Tingfeng Courtyard?"

His question made Lin Shuyu confused. "Of course not. We are going down the mountain with the head master to participate in the trial meeting in a month. Tomorrow, when you and Third Uncle are better, we will go directly to Qinghuai City."

"Trial Conference?" Mu Yunzhong was even more stunned. How could he expose his strength in advance to participate in the Trial Conference? More importantly, wasn't the Trial Conference supposed to be held in three months?

Lin Shuyu even had an idea flashing through his reaction, and he immediately reached out his hand to feel his pulse. Then he condensed spiritual power on his fingers, placed them on Mu Yunzhong's head to examine it, and his brows were twisted together.

Not finding the answer, he could only look at him and ask, "Junior brother, have you lost your spiritual consciousness and forgotten something? Do you still remember who I am?"

"Of course I remember!" Mu Yunzhong looked thoughtful, unable to figure out what he had forgotten, but still asked, "Is the Trial Conference brought forward?"

As soon as he asked this, Lin Shuyu was shocked. He could almost confirm that he had really forgotten something...