Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan sat back, and this time it was her turn to wonder if she was the one who was going to be poisoned.

But Mu Yunzhong's expression was very natural. She could only force a smile and said, "As long as it's yours, it's fine."

Although this statement may have some flattering elements, it is factually correct, because Mu Yun was born with a good skill.

So after another pleasant dinner, Jiang Tingwan lay down on the bed with her legs spread out.

After eating and drinking, you must choose a better posture so that you can maximize this satisfaction.

According to the routine of the previous two days, Mu Yun would sit cross-legged to practice after dinner, and she would naturally turn over a few times out of boredom and then fall asleep naturally.

But today she felt different. Just as she was falling asleep as usual, she suddenly felt someone lying next to her.

She opened her eyes, turned her head slightly, and saw Mu Yunzhong who had just lay down. Her heart trembled suddenly.

He immediately sat up, his tone a little unnatural, "You...what are you doing?"

Mu Yun was seen lying flat on the other side of the bed, with one hand under his head, but his eyes were not closed.

Hearing Jiang Tingwan's voice, he glanced at her and replied, "Can't you tell? Of course she's sleeping."

"Sleep...sleep?" Jiang Tingwan couldn't look directly at these two words and glanced at the position of the two people in panic.

Although this bed was quite big, even if each of them took half, there would still be plenty of space in the middle so they wouldn't be squeezed together. But after all, men and women shouldn't be intimate with each other. Before, it was fine when she was lying down to sleep and Mu Yunzhong was sitting to practice, but if they both lay down, the four words "sharing the same bed" had already begun to sway in Jiang Tingwan's mind.

Her stuttering also caught Mu Yunzhong's attention, and he looked at her directly and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well the past two days?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he already knew what was in Jiang Tingwan's mind.

Jiang Tingwan also stuttered as he explained: "The past two days... the past two days I was the only one sleeping... one person per bed... but today..."

Jiang Tingwan was too embarrassed to say the rest of her words, but Mu Yunzhong took over her words, "I understand."

"Understand?" Jiang Tingwan was stunned, not understanding what he meant by "understand".

But the next moment, Mu Yunzhong's voice continued to be heard, "There is indeed only one bed in this room. If you are sleepy, you can sleep on the floor."

"I sleep on the floor?" Jiang Tingwan pointed at himself, and his voice suddenly rose a notch, as if he had heard something outrageous. Hey, doesn't he know how to be gentle with women? Whether from the perspective of gentlemanly demeanor or respect for teachers, it's not his turn to sleep on the floor, right?

But as soon as this thought came to her mind, Jiang Tingwan's rationality made her sigh. These two words really had nothing to do with Mu Yunzhong. She was just confused.

Just as she was trying to comfort herself, Mu Yunzhong's voice came at the right time, "But it's a bit cold at night, and you're injured, so I can share half of my bed with you."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and gently patted the area beside him, looking very understanding.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned. When did Mu Yunzhong develop such a weird personality? He wasn't like this before.

Jiang Tingwan smiled stiffly and said, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome." He responded naturally.

Jiang Tingwan rolled his eyes unconsciously. Mu Yunzhong just turned his head away and didn't see it. His expression changed slightly when he looked at the beams in the room.

Jiang Tingwan could only hug his legs and curl up to the side. After all, he had slept for several days in a row and his energy had almost recovered. It was no big deal to sit for a night. Anyway, he would be away tomorrow daytime and the bed would not be his by then. He could roll around however he wanted.

Jiang Tingwan was thinking happily, but Mu Yunzhong beside him still didn't close his eyes, which didn't look like he wanted to sleep.

Isn't this just occupying the toilet without doing anything? Jiang Tingwan was furious.

But his tone was both timid and polite, "You're not practicing today?"

If you can’t sleep, just give up your bed to me!

"no need."

"No need?" His tone was obviously very calm, but Jiang Tingwan seemed to hear extreme self-confidence and disdain, and the muscles on his face twitched unconsciously.

According to the original plot, the hero Luo Xingnan made a splash at the Trial Conference as the only person in the Lower Heaven Realm. So, if the others were not affected, among the young elites participating in the Trial Conference, Mu Yunzhong became the only person in the Lower Heaven Realm.

In this way, he really can ignore those people.

However, in response to Jiang Tingwan's question, Mu Yunzhong gave another answer.

"Both Cang Shuzi and Lin Shuyu hope that I don't have to compete in the Wutong Spirit Realm. It's more than enough to just secure a spot in the top 100."

He answered while looking in the direction of the roof, but his eyes looked like he was thinking about something, shrouded in a faint melancholy.

Jiang Tingwan was a little surprised to see such a look in his eyes.

She understood what he said, and naturally understood the meaning behind what Cang Shuzi and Lin Shuyu said. Qinghuai City is now in danger on all sides, and the Wuji Abyss has attracted hundreds of immortal sects to flock to it. If the secret of the Wuchen Pearl is revealed at this time, then Mu Yunzhong will be the only target of public criticism.

Cang Shuzi really lived up to expectations. Being able to distinguish right from wrong, he chose to protect Mu Yunzhong at this time.

But if Mu Yunzhong continues to associate with darkness, will they still believe that Mu Yunzhong can still stand in the light?

"You hesitated, didn't you?"

Jiang Tingwan knew that he must have had such an idea at some point. Even if it was just a moment, even if it was just a similar idea, she had to point it out so that Mu Yun could finally face up to what he was thinking in his heart.

He did not deny it, but the expression on his face was gloomy.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s late at night and people always think too much, but at this moment Mu Yunzhong actually discussed this topic with Jiang Tingwan.

After a moment of silence, he said;

"You said you believed I could make the right choice, but I couldn't think of what that choice was. Was it to surrender when the secret of the Dustless Pearl was exposed, or to turn myself in and beg them to let me go, leaving my life to others?"

At that moment, the candles in the room burned out, and the whole room was dark except for the silvery moonlight.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned and didn't know how to respond to him for a moment.

A low voice came faintly in the silent night, with a hint of helplessness and fear, "I can't think of it, and I don't want to do it?"

The black night was silent for a long time. They couldn't see each other's expressions, but they could feel each other's breath next to their ears.

"Then do nothing."

Jiang Tingwan lay down, calmer than ever before, "One thought can make you an immortal, one thought can make you a demon. Mu Yunzhong, I'm glad you thought about the answer to this question, because it tells me that I made the right choice."

"Do nothing?" the voice in the night murmured.

"Just pretend that none of this has ever happened. You are just a disciple of Sanyuan Sect. None of this has anything to do with you. You can lose your memory once, and you can lose it a second time."

"Is this okay?"

"Of course you can. Your brain is on your head. Can anyone open it and take a look?"

Jiang Tingwan looked at the beams in the dark, and his tone became more relaxed. "After all, I have been your apprentice for two months. Master, let me teach you something."

"Master?" The tone of Mu Yunzhong's voice could not be discerned.

Jiang Tingwan continued, "That is, even if the duck dies, you still have to keep your mouth shut."

"..."

"Leave the rest to me, because I am still here before you..."