Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

After listening to Wen Bumian's answer, Jiang Tingwan was shocked. It turned out that the one who awakened was not a person, but a kind of power.

She belatedly exclaimed, "So this is the secret of ascension. When you said never cooperating with others, you meant never cooperating with, 'people'."

This man has already regarded himself as the incarnation of God, and Mu Yunzhong is the next self he is cultivating. Such ambition is too terrible, so terrible that even the word ambition cannot be used to describe his behavior. It is not that he is the only one in the world, nor is it that he harbors resentment and wants to destroy the world. It is just because he is thinking about the answer to an ultimate question.

Like a possessed philosopher, nothing else matters in order to get the answer to this question.

It is said that high-quality talents cannot have ideological problems, otherwise once they do something bad, it will cause earth-shattering consequences.

The same is true in the fantasy world. The key is that this person's stream of consciousness thinking completely exceeds the cognition of normal people.

Jiang Tingwan couldn't even debate with him, not only from an ideological perspective, but also in terms of strength.

But there is one thing she is absolutely sure of, and that is that it doesn't matter where Wen Bumian stirs up trouble or how he stirs it up, but if he stirs it up in her book, then he is sick.

Although I have stopped updating, this is not a reason for others to do whatever they want.

The two people on the roof seem to be people from two different worlds, one rises to the origin of the universe, and the other sinks to the point where dogtail grass is also a flower.

Wen Bu Mian took a look at her expression, and it was obvious that people with different ideas could not work together, "It seems that we are indeed not on the same path."

Jiang Tingwan struggled against the restraints on his body. Although his upper body could not move, he tried his best to make his feet easier so that he could run later.

"I have one last question." He had almost finished asking, "Why don't you kill me?"

Hearing this, Wen Bumian's gaze finally stayed on Jiang Tingwan for a little longer, and the look in his eyes seemed to say that Jiang Tingwan had finally asked the most crucial question.

Jiang Tingwan felt frightened by his gaze.

"Because there is no point in killing you. Do you still remember the last key plot in Mu Yun's final transformation into a darker person? Love turns to hate. You told me this."

His words made Jiang Tingwan's heart tremble suddenly, as if she already knew what he was going to say next.

"It's said that men's channels are for upgrading, while women's channels are for relationships. I followed this rule, so after you replaced Mu Qingge, I kept you."

"I want Mu Yun to be betrayed in the end, to be condemned by thousands of people, to enter the Wuji Abyss and discover these different dimensional worlds after he falls into despair and is isolated and helpless, and to realize that he is just a character created by others, and understand that the so-called destiny and life are just a few simple words written by others."

Jiang Tingwan's body unconsciously shrank back, and he suddenly felt that Wen Bumian was the most terrifying person at this moment.

But the voice on the other side continued, "What kind of mood would Mu Yun have when he finally knew that the person who had influenced him step by step and said he would save him was the culprit of his life. And her appearance was just a mission for herself."

Jiang Tingwan was speechless, and even had difficulty expressing his feelings at the moment. This turned out to be the final plot of the awakening of consciousness. When his identity was revealed, every word he said to him would become a premeditated deception.

She had thought about such a situation a long time ago, but when someone pushed this plot to her and Mu Yunzhong, she was scared.

She could be confident in her judgment anywhere, but this time, she didn't dare to gamble.

At that moment she felt the air was still, but the thoughts in her mind were like a tangled mess, making her unable to calm down.

But when she looked at the Wutong spirit tree in the distance, Mu Yunzhong's figure seemed to be right in front of her. She remembered what she had said before. She said that no matter what happened, she would stand in front of him.

She couldn't go back on her word.

At that moment, Jiang Tingwan moved slightly. Sensing her intention to run, Wen Bumian immediately stepped on the end of the rope under his feet.

He looked at her and said, "You don't think that with your ability, you can escape from my sight?"

Jiang Tingwan stood up, neither humble nor arrogant, "Why not?"

Wen Bumian smiled and said, "It seems that I didn't tell you that the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill that you took can only be used nine times. After the ninth time, even the Great Luo Immortals can't save you, so it's called the Great Luo Nine Revolutions Golden Pill."

"You're playing dirty?" Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan snorted angrily, "Have you been using this trick on me since then?"

"You are a variable after all. At that time, I was not so sure that Mu Yun would regard you as so important in the end. Do you want to calculate how many chances you have left?"

Wen Bumian's tone was arrogant and calm, as if he had everything under control.

Jiang Tingwan smiled and stepped back, his expression gradually becoming firm and calm, "I've calculated... the answer is..."

She looked at the person opposite her fiercely, and at the moment when her spiritual power was mobilized, she replied to him confidently: "Countless times!"

The rope carrying spiritual power exploded in an instant. Wen Bumian did not expect Jiang Tingwan's change. Just as he was about to step forward to capture her again, a flying sword came out from the inner room and attacked him instantly.

What Wen Bumian didn't expect was that her movements had become much faster. Now she looked like a real - cultivator?

By the time he dodged the flying sword, Jiang Tingwan had already jumped off the roof and flew towards the trial field.

As long as he doesn't fight with Wen Bumian, he can use the recovered cultivation of this body to catch the enemy by surprise and escape. In front of him is the trial field where the three major sects are stationed. Jiang Tingwan is sure that Wen Bumian will never dare to chase him.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wangshu's choice would help her at this moment, and she became the real Bai Wangshu.

Within three breaths, Jiang Tingwan landed on the edge of the trial field, and those who recognized her showed expressions of surprise.

"Elder Bai?"

Jiang Tingwan had just escaped from danger, and when he grabbed a man, he said, "Wen Bumian, Wen Bumian is here."

The captured person's expression trembled, and Jiang Tingwan instantly understood his expression. If he was correct, this was an enemy spy.

"I won't tell you, I'll tell the person in charge." Seeing the expression on the other side, Jiang Tingwan didn't point it out and rushed in directly.

The man grabbed her and asked, "Elder Bai, did you see it wrong? How could Wen Bumian have the guts to show up here?"

"Yes, Elder Bai was in a panic. Could he have been frightened and seen it wrong?" someone echoed.

Oh my goodness, another enemy spy. It seems that this immortal sect is really rotten.

Jiang Tingwan was not going to tolerate it. With so many people around, he knew they couldn't do anything, so he blurted out, "Don't waste time. I'm going to talk to Pei Xuanzhi. Get out of the way."

After saying that, he squeezed in.

The two men's faces turned serious when they heard her words, and even the movement of trying to stop her became stiff.

"Pei Xuanzhi!"

Suddenly, a long-lost name was heard from the crowd. No one had called out these three words for hundreds of years.

Even Pei Xuanzhi, who was sitting on the seat, was stunned as if he was in another world and looked at the surging crowd.

When Jiang Tingwan squeezed out, Lin Shuyu saw her at a glance.

"Third Uncle!" He squeezed over, feeling somewhat surprised and delighted.

Jiang Tingwan saw that he was the only one in the field and knew that he had fallen out of the top 100 of the immortal sect.

But the most important thing right now is to resolve Mu Yunzhong's crisis, so he quickly asked, "Which round has Mu Yunzhong finished?"

The field was filled with phantom mirrors, showing the results of each match, and it was difficult to see Mu Yunzhong's match at a glance.

Lin Shuyu also gave an answer, "I don't know why, but when I came out, I didn't see the magic mirror showing Junior Brother Mu's match, but with his strength, it's impossible for him to lose to me."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan could only look at the three people on the steps, and the people in the field were all looking at her because of the name she had just called out.

"Elder Bai has been missing for more than half a month. He showed up today in a panic. What happened?"