Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

A leisurely male voice came from the other side.

Jiang Tingwan looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was the one-eyed demon lord who was selling vegetables across the street. At the moment, he was lying on a rocking chair with his other eye closed, rocking back and forth, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan in his hand, looking quite contented.

"To relieve boredom?"

"Time is very long here. If you don't find something to do, it will be torture even if you don't die." He repeated what his eldest sister said, obviously reminding her.

Jiang Tingwan, who had realized what was happening, smiled belatedly, "So, I have become a pastime!"

"Whenever a new person comes to Qingguo Qingcheng, they will pester him with questions, just as if they were listening to a story for free. In return, they will pretend not to know your purpose and answer your questions based on the excitement of your story. They also find this process interesting."

The man with his eyes closed was gently fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan. He didn't look over, but there was no doubt that the person he was talking to was Jiang Tingwan.

Jiang Tingwan laughed through his nose, "I should have thought that those who can get here should not be ordinary people. Oh, then my calling you good sister is in vain."

She deliberately said the last sentence louder, causing the man on the other side to reply: "It's worth it! At least they did answer your question."

"Sir, what you mean is that what they said is true?" Jiang Tingwan locked his gaze on the one-eyed man opposite him.

As soon as these words were spoken, the person opposite paused slightly, and even the rocking chair and the palm-leaf fan in his hand stopped.

He opened his eyes and looked over, revealing a mutilated but still handsome face.

The only remaining eye was a little sharp when it opened, but it became gentle in the next moment.

"Are you targeting me as your next target?"

Jiang Tingwan responded with a smile: "At least you can watch a play, kill some time, and chat for a while, isn't it too much?"

The person opposite was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and started fanning himself with the palm-leaf fan in his hand again.

"Hahahaha…not too much! What do you want to ask?"

"Are you really the Demon Lord?" Jiang Tingwan asked directly.

"Yes!"

"The really powerful kind?"

“I used to be very powerful, but now... I’m like an ant.” He said the last sentence with a tone of someone who had seen it all and understood it all.

He sat up, no longer relying on the rocking of the chair, but leaning forward. After taking a look at Jiang Tingwan opposite him, he said with an inexplicable smile, "But I didn't expect that there really were ants coming here?"

Jiang Tingwan felt a chill down her spine when he looked at her. What he meant was...

"He saw your strength." Sui Jiu's voice sounded in his heart at the right time, "I can feel that this person is very strong, so he can also see your strength."

Jiang Tingwan: Is it so easy to be seen through? Then wouldn't it be like I'm invisible when I walk here?

Suijiu: You can say that.

Jiang Tingwan: ...

Sui Jiu: But at least, this person doesn't seem to have any bad intentions. From what I've seen so far, this place isn't as dangerous as I thought. As long as you don't actively seek death, you should be able to survive.

Jiang Tingwan's mouth twitched and he looked at the man opposite him.

Then he asked: How does this person's ability compare to yours?

Suijiu: Can’t feel it?

Unfathomable?

Jiang Tingwan immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile: "Master Demon, this is our first meeting, and I haven't prepared any gifts. Let me cut a melon for you!"

Jiang Tingwan did what he said. Snap, snap, and a plate of cut watermelon was put on the plate and sent over.

When you are out, one more friend means one less enemy. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Cast a wide net and make more friends. There should be no problem with this.

"Master Demon?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise. "It's been a long time since anyone called me that."

"I'm here!" Jiang Tingwan replied flatteringly, "If you are an ant, you must have the awareness of being an ant."

Jiang Tingwan held the cut watermelon with a very respectful attitude.

The one-eyed man looked at her deeply with his only remaining eye and laughed again, "You are quite interesting. I just don't know how much of it is true and how much is false."

Jiang Tingwan's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, but he kept his expression under control. "Of course I mean it sincerely, sir."

"You don't have to call me that. My name is Lingyu."

"Okay, Brother Lingyu." Jiang Tingwan is professional when it comes to recognizing elder brothers.

The man looked at her again, his eyes curved.

Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, Jiang Tingwan moved a small stool and sat down next to him. After all, this was the first person who took the initiative to tell her his name in these days.

She held the watermelon in one hand, like a competent presenter, and the one-eyed man naturally picked up the watermelon and started eating.

The rich juice spreads in the mouth, which is just the right amount of cool, sweet and refreshing. "This melon is good."

Jiang Tingwan responded proudly: "This was nourished by my apprentice with his spiritual power, so it is naturally extraordinary."

"Well... let's put it this way. When you leave later, you can choose any dish from my stall. That will be my return gift."

"That's very polite." Jiang Tingwan said politely, but noticed that he was the first person who did not lament that she had a companion.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Jiang Tingwan sat closer and asked sincerely with a small face raised, "Brother Lingyu, I want to confirm how much of what my good sisters said just now is true or false?"

The one-eyed man took a bite of the melon and said, "Ten points."

"Ten what?" Jiang Tingwan's heart tightened.

"Very true."

Jiang Tingwan pretended to be puzzled and smiled, "But they said there were two versions of the Four Realm Lords. Could it be that both versions are true?"

The one-eyed man smiled and emphasized: "All versions are true."

Jiang Tingwan did not show any surprise, but thought for a moment and said, "If all versions are true, there is only one possibility."

"What's possible?" The one-eyed man stared at her.

"That is, the Lord of the Four Realms is not a fixed person, but is updated and replaced. Only in this way can there be multiple versions of the Lord of the Four Realms."

"You are very smart. I have begun to like you a little." The one-eyed man supported half of his face to look at him, and the watermelon in his hand no longer smelled good.

Jiang Tingwan suddenly felt a little creepy, and looked at him and asked tentatively: "You seem to know a lot about the Lords of the Four Realms?"

"You asked so many questions, but you never asked the name of the owner of this stunning beauty? This is not the consciousness of a slave."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan's hair stood up. He opened his mouth and trembled: "Lingyu?"

"clever!"