Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

He had been observing Jiang Tingwan's condition over the past few days. She seemed to be worried about something particularly important.

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously forced out a smile in response.

Responded to him: "Of course, of course I am thinking about the top-grade spiritual vein that we are about to see. I have never thought that Sanyuan Sect can have a top-grade spiritual vein. Just thinking about it seems unreal."

"You're lying..." He interrupted her, "If you were really thinking about this, your expression wouldn't be one of worry. What are you worried about?"

He thought about all the reasons in his mind, but none of them seemed so appropriate, because in addition to worry, he also saw sadness. She even subconsciously avoided his gaze, as if she was afraid of something?

He vaguely felt that this matter was related to him, but he could not think of the reason.

Jiang Tingwan saw him staring at her closely, thinking deeply, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Ha... you figured that out." After a moment of silence, she smiled in a casual manner, then sighed, "Of course you're worried about what will happen after we get out. You admitted it so straightforwardly that you didn't learn anything I taught you."

As he spoke, he reached out and ruffled his hair, as if he was comforting a restless puppy, or as if he had to do something to comfort himself.

Mu Yun's train of thought was disrupted by her actions, but he just stood there without dodging.

"what?"

Jiang Tingwan said: "Of course, the duck has to be stubborn even if it's dead. No matter how they bow to you, you just pretend not to know them. Anyway, you didn't give the order, and they used you as bait. From this perspective, you are completely a victim."

"Victim?" Mu Yunzhong's mouth twitched unconsciously, as if he had never thought about this before.

"We should have refused to admit it even if we were beaten to death. Now, you have admitted in front of so many people that you had a relationship with the Three Corpses Sect. Now that there are so many witnesses, I'm afraid this trick won't work after you get out."

This conversation made Jiang Tingwan temporarily forget the thing he feared the most, and he began to think seriously about what would happen after he got out of Wujiyuan.

"How about this, when we get out of Wujiyuan, while they haven't reacted yet, we will just run away without caring about anyone. Then we will find a place where no one knows us and hide our identities. Anyway, this world is so big, even if they want to punish us, they won't be able to find us. What do you think?"

"we?"

She seemed to have found the solution between questions and answers, and she kept saying "we". Perhaps she herself did not even realize that she had already tied herself and Mu Yunzhong together in her subconscious mind.

"Right? I am your nominal master, so naturally I share the responsibility with you, and it is even more impossible for me to abandon you. As for the Sanyuan Sect, after all, it is one of the legitimate sects of the immortals, and the most I can bear is the crime of not knowing people well and not teaching well. So the two of us can just run away, and we don't have to implicate anyone."

There was only her and him. When Mu Yunzhong realized this, a warm current slowly flowed in his heart.

"Okay, let's just run away, the two of us." He smiled and replied, the joy in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

It seems that in the future, for him, it is not about escaping, but a life that belongs to just the two of them.

It was this obvious affection that once again brought Jiang Tingwan back to reality. The deeper his love for her, the more violent the hatred that would rage when he learned the truth.

The smile on her face froze unconsciously, prompting her to remind him, "We seem to be falling behind. We need to speed up and catch up."

After saying that, she turned around to avoid eye contact with him.

Mu Yun was unable to see the changes in her eyes, as Yu Xiao under his feet was obediently speeding up.

After a brief silence, for some unknown reason, Jiang Tingwan couldn't help but call out to him, "Mu Yunzhong!"

"Yeah." The person behind him replied softly.

"Have you ever thought that I have hidden something from you?"

Mu Yunzhong's eyes narrowed, "For example?"

"For example, my identity, my background, and some of the things I said to you..."

"unimportant."

"..."

"I choose you, not your identity or the words you say."

The sound of the wind in their ears became calmer as their speed decreased, and the group of seven landed smoothly on a piece of black scorched earth. The Phoenix Fire had subsided, and the cracked mountains now revealed a new abyss that was bottomless.

The surrounding heat flow has weakened a lot, and the cooled magma is solidifying on the surface and between the cracks of the mountain in a new posture, like giant black dragons clinging firmly to the ground.

Meng Ziyuan showed a look of surprise on his face, staring at the location of the abyss, "I feel it, there is an abundant spiritual power below, it is a spiritual vein."

Passing through the scorching area, at the deepest part of the mountain, the dark abyss was glowing with colorful spiritual light.

The seven people landed in front of a colorful cave entrance, the shock in their eyes beyond words.

The entire entrance of the cave is filled with colorful spiritual light, and the walls of the cave are all made of top-quality spiritual stones connected together.

"Oh my god! This is the first time I've seen a top-grade spirit stone. It's actually an entire mountain range."

Liu Yunzi's face was calm. He had seen this spiritual vein once a thousand years ago. Emotions such as shock, surprise, and excitement had already been thoroughly expressed a thousand years ago.

When I entered here again and saw these spirit stones, I was not as excited as I was when I saw these youngsters.

"It is extremely difficult to mine top-grade spiritual stones. The difficulty lies in their hardness. They are completely comparable to a high-grade spiritual tool. At their hardest, they are comparable to low-grade holy tools. If you don't have a special tool, it will take a lot of effort to split them into sizes for ordinary use."

"But fortunately, you are all in the Transformation Realm. As long as you inject spiritual power into the gaps between the spirit stones, you can save a lot of effort. By the way, what are the grades of your space instruments?"

Meng Ziyuan and the other two took out their space bags, their expressions were quite complicated.

"High-level mortal."

Liu Yunzi's heart sank, and he asked, "Where is the Linghai Seven Star Boat?"

Mo Shaoyu replied: "A lot of things happened on the way to Qinghuai City. Entering Wujiyuan was really an accident. The Linghai Seven Star Boat should still be in the hands of the head master."

Mu Qingge added: "In the sect."

Everyone looked at her, and she continued, "In order to distract Wen Bumian's attention, Master deliberately left the Linghai Seven Star Boat in the sect."

Liu Yunzi's heart sank, and he took a deep breath on the spot, "No way? With just these few ordinary space bags, I can't carry many spirit stones back."

Meng Ziyuan and the other two also sighed. Who could have thought that the space magic weapon that they used to look down upon would be so important at this time.

After all, none of them expected that Sanyuan Sect was actually a poor place, and they didn't expect that there would be a day when they would become really rich. They used to despise the space magic tools because they were useless, but now they want to use them but can't.

"No, Master Mu..." Mo Shaoyu seemed to have remembered something and blurted out...