Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Just as Mu Yun dodged the attack of the green sword, the man was already in front of him, and the spinning sword fell into his hand.

Mu Qingge and the others who saw this scene reacted at the same time, summoning their own spirit swords and attacking the man in black robe.

Suddenly there were several more opponents, but the man in black robe did not show any fear. He even divided the green sword in his hand into several swords, fighting against five people respectively.

He could actually control five swords at the same time with his mind, and he was dealing with five completely different people.

Jiang Tingwan originally wanted to help, but she found that the man in black robe in front of her looked somewhat familiar. She had never seen him before.

Why do you feel this way?

Even the green sword vaguely brought up a name in his mind - Biluo Kunlun.

Is this Bai Wangshu’s memory?

She was familiar with the person in front of her.

"Stop!" After this person's name appeared in his mind, Jiang Tingwan called for a stop in time.

The people who heard Jiang Tingwan's voice stopped at the same time, but they stood separately and surrounded the man.

The black-robed man stopped and took the spirit sword in his hand back into the inner chamber, but the expression on his face was one of excitement and agitation, "Four in the Transformation Realm, and one in the Lower Heaven Realm... Sanyuan Sect finally has a successor ahahahahahahaha..."

He suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was almost crazy, and it sounded like he was crying.

"Disciple Bai Wangshu, greetings to Junior Uncle-Master!" Jiang Tingwan walked up and bowed solemnly to the man in black robe as Bai Wangshu.

"No one has called me like this for a long time. It has become so strange." Hearing this name again, the man looked a little dazed.

Seeing Jiang Tingwan and this man's reactions, the others were all shocked. The man in front of them turned out to be their great-uncle Liu Yunzi who had disappeared a hundred years ago, and the place where he disappeared was Wuji Abyss.

"Greetings to our uncle-master!" Several people greeted in unison.

Liu Yunzi stopped laughing and looked at everyone with enthusiasm in his eyes.

He waved his hands, "I finally waited for you. Cang Shuzi didn't disappoint me. He actually sent six... five..."

At this point, Liu Yunzi seemed to have just realized something and asked Jiang Tingwan, "How did you get in? According to the time, you are already over a hundred years old. Or did the three major sects change the rules?"

Liu Yunzi's words were so shocking that Jiang Tingwan felt a little heartbroken. First of all, she was not Bai Wangshu, nor was she a girl over a hundred years old.

Jiang Tingwan forced out an awkward smile and replied, "It's not that the rules have been changed, but a major event has occurred in the entire cultivation world."

In the following time, Jiang Tingwan, in the identity of Bai Wangshu, told the story of Wen Bumian's alliance with the remnants of Wuchen Palace and Cangyu Sect to plot evil, as well as how the Seventeen Sects watched the Five Elements Seal being broken and hundreds of immortal sect disciples took advantage of the chaos to rush into Wuji Abyss. The only thing he concealed was the matter about Mu Yunzhong.

"No wonder so many people appeared in Wujiyuan at the same time, and even the time was advanced. I almost thought I remembered the time wrong. These hundred years are too long."

After hearing these words, Liu Yunzi didn't feel shocked at all. Instead, he sighed more. His silver-white hair sparkled in the moonlight, telling the story of time.

That look on his face seemed to be about a longer period of time than a hundred years.

Jiang Tingwan noticed this keenly and asked this question subconsciously, "Is Junior Master in there also for a hundred years?"

Because of her words, Liu Yunzi's eyes flashed with a complicated look, but more of it was a surprise.

"Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Tingwan said: "Wujiyuan is only open for three days every hundred years. For everyone who enters Wujiyuan, these three days are too short. Not to mention treasure hunting, even walking through every place here is not enough."

Hearing Jiang Tingwan's speculation, Liu Yunzi smiled, "You are so smart, no wonder Cang Shuzi likes you."

Liu Yunzi said something inappropriate, without even considering the presence of the younger generation.

The people behind him were caught off guard and took a bite of the big melon, and no one dared to breathe.

Even Jiang Tingwan felt uneasy, "Hey! Uncle Master!"

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously turned around to look at Mu Yunzhong's expression, only to see that the people behind him had different expressions, and Mu Yunzhong's face had turned dark.

Seeing her reaction, Liu Yunzi thought she didn't believe him, and was immediately a little surprised. He also ran away and sighed: "No way, this kid hasn't told you his feelings for a hundred years? He is quite good at hiding it!"

"Uncle Master! That's enough. If we continue..." If we continue, something bad will happen. Jiang Tingwan drew a cross in the air with his hands in panic, but it didn't change anything. In the end, he could only cover his face in embarrassment.

Although this was not said about her, she was now Bai Wangshu and could not refute anything. With so many people listening, she felt a little embarrassed. The key point was that Mu Yun was still listening, so she would have to spend some time explaining.

Seeing her reaction, Liu Yunzi looked at the younger generations around him and immediately understood, "Oh~ I'm sorry, I haven't acted like an elder for a long time, so I forgot my limits."

He seemed to apologize, but then he added, "Alas, the children of the Xuanjie are not particular about trivial matters. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. At our age, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Little Master~" Jiang Tingwan couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, dragging out a long tail tone, forcing a smile and reminding, "Let's talk about business."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yunzi seemed to come back to his senses and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you finally got in, you can't just listen to me. So, since you are here, I will take you around to see what kind of existence this Wujiyuan is."

Strolling? Jiang Tingwan listened to Liu Yunzi's narration with a look of surprise on his face. It sounded like he was talking about shopping.

As he spoke, Liu Yunzi summoned a flying sword under his feet, turned around and urged everyone, "Don't just stand there, summon the sword quickly."

The people following behind him summoned out their swords, and Jiang Tingwan also summoned out the ink-black long sword. Mu Yunzhong, who was still waiting for her to draw his sword, had a look of disappointment on his face.

Jiang Tingwan didn't notice this, but when Liu Yunzi looked over, he hurried to follow him.

When you meet someone older than you, as a junior you should at least be respectful.

Seven sword beams flashed across the open plain and passed through the mountains. Fluorescent light flashed among them, attracting everyone's attention.

The glowing object was exposed directly on the surface of the mountain, and the people in the air could tell at a glance that it was a spiritual stone.

And this light was flickering at regular intervals. They clearly felt that there were more lights in the invisible place below the mountain, which means that these spirit stones were connected together here.

"That's the spirit vein!" Mo Shaoyu, who identified this place, exclaimed, "At least tens of millions of spirit stones can be mined here."