Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan counted the remaining days on her fingers, and sorted out everything she had done to Mu Yunzhong since she came here. She concluded that as long as she could reduce the blackening value by 16 to 17 points every day in the remaining twenty days, she and Bai Wangshu would be able to successfully survive the death node.

Since Wen Bumian has responded to all changes with the same attitude, then Jiang Tingwan has to take the initiative.

According to his own combat experience, the first step is to make Mu Yun finally realize Bai Wangshu's pain and establish in his heart that she has not had a good life over the years, so that he can proceed to the next step naturally.

But I just said a few days ago that I wouldn’t disturb him. If I go back on my word now, would it make Bai Wangshu seem a little crazy?

But Bai Wangshu is already quite crazy. Is there anyone in this world crazier than her?

Nothing.

Jiang Tingwan completed the psychological preparation in this way. Anyway, she was not the one controlling this body now, so if there was anything embarrassing, it was Bai Wangshu who was embarrassing.

When he thought of this, Jiang Tingwan's psychological burden disappeared immediately.

Therefore, when the moonlight fell, Bai Wangshu, at the instigation of Jiang Tingwan, sat on the roof with a row of wine placed around him.

"The moonlight is bright, but the past is heavy. Drinking to forget sorrow makes me even more sorrowful... I want to speak but cannot, tears flow first, and are bound to flow into Mu Yun's heart..." Jiang Tingwan didn't know what he was reciting, and Bai Wangshu's brows had been frowned for a long time.

Looking at the neatly arranged rows of wine jars in front of him, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure this will work?"

Mu Yun finally fell for this trick last time. Now, as long as Bai Wangshu follows the script he wrote honestly, is he still afraid that he won't be able to defeat him?

Jiang Tingwan confidently replied, "Don't worry, I've already practiced it. You can just say your lines under the influence of alcohol. If you forget the words, I'll be there to remind you."

"no……"

Bai Wangshu seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Tingwan.

"Hurry up. We've been preparing the props and the scene all night. The moonlight and the atmosphere are just right. The actors will be in place soon. I've also told Lin Shuyu that no one will come out tonight except Mu Yunzhong, so you don't have to worry about being seen. If you're worried that the emotions aren't good enough, I can compose music for you in Xinhai. I also know a few lyrical songs..."

Jiang Tingwan thought that Bai Wangshu was just considering his image as an elder and kept bluffing. This kind of thing cannot be thought about too much. The more you think about it, the harder it will be to take action.

When Bai Wangshu heard Jiang Tingwan say that he wanted to sing, his brows furrowed even tighter. After a long sigh, he said, "I mean, this little bit of wine won't make anyone drunk at all."

"These are all strong liquors???" Jiang Tingwan was stunned, remembering that she had drunk only half a jar of alcohol before and passed out. How could it be different for the same body? "No, I was drunk before?"

"That's you!" Bai Wangshu's tone was not sarcastic, but an objective statement of fact.

Jiang Tingwan was speechless for a moment, but he reacted the next moment and corrected himself, "No, the point tonight is not whether you can get drunk, but to say those words, do you understand..."

"Those words you said..." Bai Wangshu hurriedly took over Jiang Tingwan's words, but he hesitated before finally saying, "It's really hard to say..."

Not using the word "disgusting" was already Bai Wangshu's greatest tolerance for Jiang Tingwan.

Jiang Tingwan finally understood what Bai Wangshu was worried about and said, "That's why I asked you to drink. If you don't drink, it will be a bit difficult for you... So, when the time comes, you can turn your back to him and recite the words. Don't let him see your expression. Just let him know that you are speaking the truth after drinking. The rest can be discussed in the next plan... This should be fine, right?"

Jiang Tingwan had made a concession, and if Bai Wangshu refused again, it would be a bit pretentious, so he could only agree.

Seeing Bai Wangshu nod, Jiang Tingwan reminded him, "Let's get started. Let's get our emotions together first..."

After he finished speaking, Bai Wangshu's eyes flickered for a moment, but he still picked up the jar of wine beside him and drank two jars. Although Jiang Tingwan in his heart couldn't see it, the gurgling sound coupled with the silent moonlight in front of him made him nod with satisfaction.

Having not drunk for a long time, Bai Wangshu became more sober the more she drank. She drank several bottles of wine without feeling drunk. However, she still tried hard to follow Jiang Tingwan's requirements and the lines that Jiang Tingwan prepared for her slowly emerged in her mind:

"Your only mistake is that your face looks too much like his..."

"Every time I see you, I'm reminded of the past. I remember how Mu Xingzhi left me alone at the wedding banquet, and made me the laughing stock of the entire immortal world..."

"Tell me, what was Mu Xingzhi's mentality when he handed you over to me..."

In fact, these words are not difficult to say, but they have been hidden deep in her heart for twenty years. If it were not for this way, she would probably never say them out loud.

Sometimes, she would wonder if Jiang Tingwan had lied to her again. Who was she to know these words and to be able to say what she was thinking so accurately?

And when she agreed with all these words, she knew that she no longer had any reason to pin all her resentment on an innocent child.

"Don't just drink it, throw it away!" Jiang Tingwan's voice reminded her again, obviously very anxious.

She also obediently threw the empty wine jar in the direction of Mu Yunzhong.

In Jiang Tingwan's imagination, as long as Mu Yunzhong was not deaf or stupid, he would definitely come out to see what was happening if he heard someone throwing things around his house.

So after throwing three or two wine jars in succession, a slight sound was heard on the tiles behind Bai Wangshu. It was the sound of someone landing.

Bai Wangshu's body froze, and he seemed to be stunned for a moment before he spoke the prepared lines according to Jiang Tingwan's script.

"You came?"

But the person behind her quickly responded, "Elder Bai, you are in such a good mood."

It was not the voice he expected. Bai Wangshu stood up quickly and faced the person who came with vigilance.

There was a strange face under the black cloak. When that person saw Bai Wangshu, he smiled with interest, as if he was watching a play.

"Yan Ming?" Jiang Tingwan called out this name the moment he saw him for the first time.

"Who are you?" Bai Wangshu asked coldly with a stern look on his face.

Jiang Tingwan replied to her from the heart: "He is the guardian of Zizai Sect, and he is Wen Bushian's man."

Yan Ming, who was standing opposite him, also had a look of doubt in his eyes after hearing Bai Wangshu's question. "It seems that not only has Elder Bai's cultivation level been greatly reduced, he can't even sense outsiders approaching, and he has also forgotten Yan Ming."

Bai Wangshu sat here for a long time, and he had been here for a long time. Although he didn't know what she was doing here, he understood one thing clearly, that is, no one would come out to disturb such a good thing tonight.

Hearing what the two said, Bai Wangshu's eyebrows tightened, "Zizaimen actually dared to enter Qinghuai City?"

Yan Ming looked at her and smiled provocatively, "Of course I dare, and Yan Ming came here specifically for the Third Elder this time."

Bai Wangshu's eyes turned cold and she instantly mobilized the spiritual power around her. When she was about to fight, another person appeared behind her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw clearly that the person was Mu Yunzhong.

Seeing this, Jiang Tingwan immediately said, "Good opportunity, change the lines, you can say: This person is of lower heaven level strength, he is just recovering from a serious injury and is no match for him, let him go call Cang Shuzi, you hold him back."

Regardless of whether Bai Wangshu can fight now, this is a good opportunity to show off and win Mu Yunzhong's favor. Anyway, the noise of two moves will attract Cang Shuzi's attention, so as long as he doesn't die, he will gain.

Although Bai Wangshu felt disgusted, he still repeated what Jiang Tingwan said.

Mu Yunzhong's eyes flashed slightly and his body paused.

"Yes." Yan Ming's words of agreement came from the other side: "If we don't take action now, we will miss the best opportunity."

Yan Ming said this almost with a smile, but there was no sign of him using any energy.

Seeing this, Bai Wangshu and Jiang Tingwan felt their hearts tighten almost at the same time. As soon as they turned around, a sharp pain came from their abdomen.

Under the moonlight, the familiar Yu Xiao directly pierced through Bai Wangshu's body. The sword blade outside his body was covered with silvery moonlight and flowing with hot blood...

Bai Wangshu opened his eyes wide, looking at Mu Yunzhong opposite him, anger rising in his eyes...

Jiang Tingwan felt the same pain as Bai Wangshu in her heart. She was naturally afraid of pain, so she fell directly to the ground and curled up on the ice.

At that moment, she saw Mu Yunzhong's condescending expression and his extremely cold eyes, as if he was saying:

He finally waited for this day...

She looked at the person in the picture and stretched out her hand to grab something, but in the end she touched nothing, and everything in front of her turned into endless darkness...