Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Suijiu? Ajiu?" Jiang Tingwan tried to call her name again, but there was no response.

Originally she thought she was overthinking, but now it seems that the tone of Sui Jiu's words just now was clearly wrong.

Jiang Tingwan's acupoints had just been sealed by Mu Yunzhong, and he couldn't concentrate his thoughts like Bai Wangshu did to look into his heart, so he could only press them temporarily and deal with his current situation first.

The warm pool water soaked away the blood stains on her clothes, and the sticky feeling on her body was also relieved a lot.

Since it was a shower, Jiang Tingwan simply took off her clothes and began to wash carefully. Guiyuan Pill was indeed the highest-level pill in Xuantian Pavilion. Except for the seven bone nails that had just been nailed in, the bleeding from the previous sword wound had stopped. Although she didn't know when she took the medicine, her body was indeed getting better.

It was also at this moment that she finally had time to think about what to do next.

Thinking back to Qing Lan's words just now, the trial conference will be held in three days. This means that she and Bai Wangshu have been captured for more than half a month. During this period, everything in Qinghuai City is normal. This shows that the current situation is not only good for the Xiandao Sect, but also welcomed by Wen Bushian.

The key to achieving this harmony was the disbandment of the Zizai Sect, and the 17 lost sects safely reached Qinghuai City.

It was because of their appearance that the Xiandao Sect ignored the warning from the Sanyuan Sect and focused on holding the trial conference.

As for Wen Bumian, if he wants to enter Wuji Abyss when the seal is opened, he has to make plans. So what he needs most is someone in Qinghuai City who can cooperate with him.

And these seventeen sects are his best candidates, but Sanyuan Sect reported the news first, and Wenhe Academy contacted the other sects later. The identities of the people from the seventeen sects who arrived in Qinghuai City later must be verified. Until today, there has been no unusual movement in the city, which can only mean that these seventeen sects are all him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingwan felt an indescribable fear in his heart.

Wen Bumian is a formidable opponent. Not only does he have a comprehensive understanding of the story, he has also arrived in this world three years earlier than himself. In terms of his grasp of information, he has already gained the upper hand over himself.

Although she didn't know what kind of place the Wuji Abyss had developed into now, if it was true as Wen Bumian said, that the Wuji Abyss contained the secret of ascension, then this would be a place that was absolutely attractive to all immortal sects.

Perhaps this is the only explanation for the 17 sects' reunion and safe arrival in Qinghuai City. They reached some kind of agreement with Wen Bumian, and the benefit of this agreement is that it allows them to break through the restrictions of the top 100 immortal sects and allow more of their own people to enter Wujiyuan.

But what does entering the Wuji Abyss mean to Wen Bumian?

According to her previous speculation, the purpose of everything Wen Bumian did should be Mu Yunzhong?

So what does entering the Wuji Abyss mean to Mu Yunzhong?

Jiang Tingwan couldn't figure it out and just felt upset. An outsider walked ahead of the author, which really slapped her in the face.

She felt a little dizzy for a moment, and couldn't tell whether it was because of the heat or something else.

It was unknown how much time had passed. Just when Jiang Tingwan was still daydreaming, Mu Yunzhong's voice came back, "Do you really want me to come and rescue you personally?"

Upon hearing his voice, Jiang Tingwan's heart tightened. She grabbed the clothes placed by the pool to cover herself and buried her body deeper.

But when I turned around, I saw him just standing in the distance, with his body turned sideways and not looking at me.

As if just to confirm whether she was really drowned?

Jiang Tingwan breathed a sigh of relief, his intense heartbeat slowed down. Looking at the wet clothes in his hands, he sighed helplessly.

But he still gritted his teeth and said, "Um... can you lend me a set of clothes? Or dry them for me? My acupuncture points are sealed and I can't use my spiritual power."

She still explained it, but the person on the other side was silent for a while, as if he had just thought of this question.

"No." He answered simply.

Before Jiang Tingwan could say the next sentence, she saw a black robe coming towards her and covering her head directly.

"only this."

What followed was a blanket of darkness. By the time Jiang Tingwan poked his head out from under the black robe, Mu Yun had already left.

Only then did she realize that what he threw to her was a piece of his clothes?

But come to think of it, if Mu Yunzhong was hiding women's clothes, then there must be something fishy going on.

But why does Cangshuzi have women’s clothes?

Jiang Tingwan's thoughts started flying again, and she suddenly remembered the last time she asked for clothes. She had just arrived at that time and was in the same predicament.

But as soon as this question arose, she immediately knew the answer, which was naturally because of Bai Wangshu.

But when she thought of this, Jiang Tingwan's expression instantly fell. The memory of Bai Wangshu in her body told her that it was Bai Wangshu who chose her voluntarily, but the voice of Jiang Tingwan was asking her:

Could she still stand in front of Cang Shuzi with a clear conscience this time and say that Bai Wangshu’s disappearance had nothing to do with her?

This question made her heart feel sour, and made her realize that from that moment on she was carrying the trust of another person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingwan regained his fighting spirit. He immediately stood up from the water, changed into Mu Yunzhong's clothes, and walked out.

Mu Yunzhong's dress was too big, and a good portion of it hung down from her feet. In addition to the pain in her body, her walking posture was a little shaky, and she had to hold up the hem of her skirt to move forward to avoid tripping.

This scene happened to fall into Mu Yunzhong's eyes. His brows were slightly frowned, as if he had thought of something. A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but he just clenched his fists slightly and said nothing.

"Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty. It just doesn't fit me well."

Jiang Tingwan's tone contained a hint of complaint. It was not just a little bit, it was completely ill-fitting. She had to wrap herself tightly to prevent the collar of the clothes from opening.

"Are you still picking?" Mu Yun finally glared at her, but saw that she was holding up the hem of her skirt with one hand and clutching the collar in front of her chest with the other hand, looking defensive. The loose clothes made the person in front of her look a little delicate.

Same face, same body, but because of the awakened soul, he has completely become another person.

When he looked at her at this moment, he no longer saw any trace of Bai Wangshu.

The feeling was so wonderful that it calmed his heart.

Jiang Tingwan sat down on the steps at Mu Yunzhong's feet, turned sideways, and looked up at him, "Why don't we discuss it? You unblock the acupuncture points for me, let me take out my clothes and change into them, and then you seal them up, okay?"

Hearing her say this, Mu Yun, who was sitting above, didn't know whether he laughed out of anger or not. He curled his lips slightly and leaned forward to look at her carefully. "I just sealed your acupoints. You said to unblock it and then unblock it. You said to seal it and then seal it. Do you think I'm joking with you?"