Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Wen Bumian landed in front of Jiang Tingwan, chuckled and tilted his head, "What a familiar scene, it seems like you also died heroically like this last time. I'm suddenly curious, is Mu Yunzhong's amnesia due to the serious injury, or because of your disappearance?"

After thinking about this, he suddenly didn't feel so annoyed about not being able to catch up with Mu Yunzhong.

Jiang Tingwan tried his best to resist the corrosive red fire, but he was still able to challenge the person on the other side with full energy, "Who said that I am definitely looking for death this time?"

Wen Bumian finally looked at the person in front of him. Jiang Tingwan's spiritual power was smooth and steady, without any signs of disorder. She could actually hold on in front of him until now, which was definitely not her strength.

"You are just stalling for time. Do you really think you can last long under my hands?"

Jiang Tingwan also smiled coldly, "It is indeed to delay time, but it is also to find an opportunity to say a few words to you."

Wen Bumian raised his eyebrows, waiting for Jiang Tingwan's next words.

"During the days when you were hiding by my side, you must have heard some of my deeds, right? You must have thought that those few nonsense words I said could not be considered as guidance, and that everything was just a coincidence."

Wen Bumian did not answer, but his expression was solemn, and it was obvious that he was afraid of what she said.

Jiang Tingwan saw through his expression and smiled, "You thought of something, didn't you?"

"You think that's ridiculous?"

"What a coincidence, I think so too."

Jiang Tingwan answered his own questions while talking to himself, with a look of distress between his eyebrows. "To be honest, when I realized this, I had the same idea as you do now. Even now, I can't be sure if I really have this ability, but now that I have a guess..."

His relaxed expression gradually turned serious, "We have to verify it after all."

Wen Bumian looked at her changing expression, frowned, and his face looked not very good.

Jiang Tingwan looked directly at the person opposite him and said seriously, word by word, "Wen Bumian, this is my territory. You just entered my story. Wujiyuan is Wujiyuan. It will not change because of your appearance or your judgment."

"As for Mu Yunzhong, he had already made changes in places we couldn't see. He didn't become what he is now just because of me. Besides me, he also has friends and fellow disciples who have changed like him."

"I understand that people always resent their fate when they are suffering, but even if he hates me, I believe that he can now clearly distinguish between love and hate. The people and emotions that changed him are real, and the changes he made will not disappear because of his hatred for me."

"Wen Bumian, you may be of the same kind, but he is not of your kind. In this respect, you are different."

At this moment, Jiang Tingwan felt unprecedentedly relaxed, but Wen Bumian remained silent.

"That's all. Now the experiment begins."

After Jiang Tingwan said this, she pushed the flame in front of her forward a distance, creating a relaxing space for herself so that she could escape. However, just as she turned around and was about to jump into the light gate, the person who appeared in front of her made her stop.

Mu Yun finally came back.

A figure half a head taller than her stood in front of her, questioning her.

"Why are you pushing me away?"

He seemed to say this with some difficulty, but his eyes were one clear and the other confused.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned for a moment, because she, who was closest to him, heard two voices at the same time again. One was Mu Yunzhong's original voice, painful and hoarse, and the other was closely related to his voice, evil and turbid.

There were two people in his body at the same time, and the same sentence was spoken in two completely different tones, so much so that at this moment Jiang Tingwan could no longer tell whose hand was holding his.

And those eyes of different colors, one was looking at her, and the other was looking at Wen Bumian behind her.

"Come on."

His voice trembled, as if he was extremely afraid of something.

But the second voice that followed his voice was excited and teasing.

There was the same excitement in Wen Bumian's eyes. If Jiang Tingwan's words just now did affect him, after seeing Mu Yunzhong now, he relaxed, as if he had seen the ending.

"I know you feel me, just like the first time I saw you." Wen Bumian looked straight at Mu Yunzhong in front of him, and the restlessness in his heart arose again.

As he spoke, a red flame burst out from Wen Bumian's body, and a sea of ​​fire spread out from his body, just like a phoenix rising from the horizon. Painful screams were heard throughout the entire Prismatic space.

There were people who failed to escape, and there were also beasts that chased in. They escaped that fire of Nirvana, but could not escape this one.

"Do you feel it? This is our ability." Wen Bumian's voice was low and tempting, and it seemed to come from far away.

"Absorbing the power of the golden elixir is only the most insignificant form of the Dustless Pearl. We can master the power that exists in every world. As long as we come into contact with it, as long as you want, you can do it."

"This is where our strength lies. I call this ability of ours learning."

Wen Bumian was burning everything in the space as if it was a demonstration. Jiang Tingwan's eyes were full of shock. Is this Wen Bumian's true ability?

"As long as I want..." the muddy voice repeated this sentence, and a gleam of light flashed in his pupils, as if he accepted something.

"Yes! As long as you want, you can learn any ability. Follow me into the back of these light gates, and you can have more powerful power." Wen Bumian's voice sounded like a bewitchment, and also like a guide.

Qingming's pupils were filled with pain. He wanted Jiang Tingwan to leave, but his body was out of control and he grabbed her neck.

The space under his feet changed again, but under the influence of Wen Buwan, he pushed her little by little towards the space crack.

"Yes, kill her! If you kill her, no one will be able to interfere with your appearance, and you will be able to completely and absolutely control this body."

"Mu Yunzhong?" She felt extremely heartbroken as she looked at his other half who was in pain, but there was absolute determination in her eyes.

Her voice was weak due to suffocation, but her tone was clear and sonorous, "No matter how strong the man in your body is, don't forget yourself, and don't let anyone else exist for you, because only you are the real existence..."

Jiang Tingwan's body was suspended above the crack, and as the hand on her neck loosened, she fell down.

But what she didn't expect was that Mu Yun finally caught her again.

His consciousness was split into two, and even his body was split into two halves, one half to be killed and the other half to be saved.

Mu Yunzhong grabbed her with one hand and clung to the edge with the other to survive.