Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

He suddenly held his head and knelt on the ground, his face in pain, and a black gas spread from his body...

Jiang Tingwan was shocked and his whole body tensed up.

"Muyunzhong?"

She shouted his name loudly, but Mu Yun seemed not to hear her. He just closed his eyes tightly, his face was hideous and distorted, and sweat rolled down his forehead, as if he was experiencing some extremely painful torture.

And the number above his head is rising rapidly again.

931

947

957

Jiang Tingwan was frightened by the rapidly rising number. The scene before her was very similar to the plot she had originally planned, in which Mu Yun would kill his master and turn completely evil.

Before she had time to think, a red light burst out from Mu Yunzhong's body. That was the power of the Wuchen Pearl. Was it interfering with Mu Yunzhong's thoughts?

At this moment, the pain in his chest was rising and falling violently, and that red bead was fighting for control of this body like a ghost?

Jiang Tingwan was shocked. How could this happen?

Could it be that Nangong Xiu is really about to wake up?

But is this all happening too fast?

Just the power of a few demon pills is enough to awaken a person who has been dead for thousands of years?

Jiang Tingwan's mind was in a mess. Looking at Mu Yunzhong's painful appearance, she could only struggle to break free from the chains on her body. However, the chains were made of ten thousand year old cold iron and were infused with Mu Yunzhong's magic power, so she couldn't break free at all.

She couldn't sit still and wait for death.

He immediately searched his mind for spells that could help people calm their minds, and using both hands he cast a spell, infusing his spiritual power into Mu Yunzhong's body.

However, as soon as her spiritual power entered her body, it was counterattacked by the black energy surrounding Mu Yunzhong. The powerful force impacted her and she was thrown into the air and hit the wall behind her.

Mu Yun, who was still in pain, suddenly raised his head, rushed towards her, and grabbed her neck with both hands.

His red eyes glowed with bloodthirstiness, as if they could tear her apart at any time!

"That's right, just think of it as killing them for your own sake..."

Jiang Tingwan's body was lifted into the air, and her neck bore all the weight of her body.

She heard Mu Yunzhong's voice, hoarse and evil. More importantly, his voice seemed to overlap with the voice of another person.

Looking at his scarlet yet empty eyes, Jiang Tingwan widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

To this day, she, as the author, has lost confidence in the direction of the subsequent plot and the specific settings of the Wuchen Pearl.

Just like she was unable to confirm whether the Wuchen Pearl really retained Nangong Xiu's consciousness, and she was not sure what secrets were in the Wuji Abyss.

The development of this world has deviated from her plot, and at this moment, the cognition of Bai Wangshu that she inherited is telling her that a second person has appeared in Mu Yunzhong's body.

She began to doubt whether the Mu Yunzhong trained by Wen Bumian was still the same Mu Yunzhong at the beginning?

She grabbed Mu Yunzhong's hand, not to ease the force of his grip, but to continue to use the magic of calming her mind. She could still help him.

"Mu Yunzhong, don't think about anything, and don't do anything..." She didn't know whether Mu Yunzhong could hear her, but other than that, she had no other choice.

She held Mu Yunzhong's hand with one hand, and circulated the energy in her body with the other hand. She formed a seal with one hand, and a white spiritual light directly covered his chest, soothing the violently beating Wuchenzhu.

Mu Yun finally started to become manic because of the sudden spiritual power entering his body. His remaining rationality forced him to stare closely at the person in front of him. He felt the fluctuations in his body, and the woman in front of him was actually helping him?

Jiang Tingwan met his gaze and told him with the last breath in her throat.

"I know you don't remember anything, but it doesn't matter, I remember... I said I would go against all my principles and choose you unconditionally... It was like this before, and it won't change now..."

"Even if you never remember what happened between us, even at this point, I believe you will make the same choice as before..."

Her spiritual power was entering his body little by little, and her eyes were no longer concealed, it was a deep love that had been hidden for a long time.

She did not blame him for his weakness, nor did she blame him for going this far. She only blamed herself for not discovering all this earlier, leaving him in such a lonely situation.

Mu Yun's breathing gradually calmed down, and his red eyes gradually became clear, but the look in his eyes when he looked at her was full of shock and surprise.

Her face had turned ashen and she seemed about to faint.

He was almost scared to the point of letting go of his hand and taking a step back.

Jiang Tingwan, who was freed, fell directly to the ground, and there was no time to confirm whether she was dead or not.

The person who fell to the ground took a sudden breath and then started coughing continuously.

At this moment, Qing Lan's worried voice came from behind, "Your Majesty?"

Mu Yun finally glanced down at Jiang Tingwan lying on the ground. When he turned around, Qing Lan was rushing over anxiously with a few people.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Looking at Qinglan and the people behind her, Mu Yunzhong frowned instantly, "Who let you in?"

Qing Lan was startled, and bent over to explain, "I just heard something unusual, and was worried that this woman was playing some tricks, so I barged in without waiting to be summoned. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Mu Yun finally fell silent and said nothing.

Jiang Tingwan, who was lying on the ground, vaguely heard something.

She sat up with some difficulty and leaned against the wall behind her.

Her messy hair blocked her face, but it was easier for her to see Mu Yunzhong's expression.

His expression clearly showed one of forbearance.

Sure enough, the trust between him and Qinglan is no longer what it used to be.

Mu Yun finally seemed to have become a majestic Demon Lord, but when it came to controlling the Three Corpse Sect members, he was actually weak inside.

“Your Majesty?”

Seeing that Mu Yunzhong didn't say anything, Qinglan took a few steps forward, but just after taking two steps, she saw Mu Yunzhong's cold gaze shooting at her, and she was so scared that she immediately retreated back to her original position.

"Are you worried that she will play tricks, or is she monitoring me?" Mu Yunzhong asked doubtfully.

The light voice made Qinglan's face pale, and he lowered his head and said, "Qinglan dare not. It's just that the trial meeting will be held in two days, and Your Majesty should make full preparations to enter the Wuji Abyss. If Bai Wangshu stays one more day, there will be a greater risk of exposure. If this affects Your Majesty's plan..."

Having said this, Mu Yun had already walked directly in front of her, and the oncoming pressure made Qing Lan stop talking immediately.

"Why do I feel that you hate her more than I do?"

Hearing this, Qinglan paused slightly, raised her head to look at him, tears in her eyes, and looked extremely distressed.

"This woman has tortured you for so many years, Qinglan naturally hates her." He glared at Jiang Tingwan who was sitting on the ground, "I wish I could skin her alive to relieve your hatred."

Skin and bones? Hearing the familiar words, Jiang Tingwan's body trembled slightly.

Mu Yunzhong also looked over at the same time, and took a look at her from head to toe, but after seeing Jiang Tingwan's pale face, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

“I have indeed thought so.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tingwan's heart rose to his throat. This guy wouldn't really treat him like this, would he?

Qinglan's expression was also happy. Just as he was about to continue what he said, Mu Yunzhong changed the subject and said, "However, death is actually a kind of relief for her. I hope she can neither live nor die."

Hearing the familiar words again, Qinglan bit her lip and her face instantly became alert.