Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Bian Zheng: "We are not as skilled as you. You guys can go now."

"Senior, you only have half a cup of tea." Song Qingchen added, glancing at Mu Yunzhong behind him.

Jiang Tingwan understood what they meant. He endured the pain and took two steps back. Without looking back, he stepped onto Yuxiao and disappeared into the air.

Ye Xingyan also happened to land here, but he was the only one who came.

Seeing the sword light flying away rapidly in the sky, he did not chase after it.

Instead, he looked at the two seriously injured people, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If you two want to put on a show, shouldn't you discuss it with me?"

Bian Zheng: "I am not strong enough to keep him here. I will apologize to the Sect Master."

"Brother Bian has always been honest and upright. He would never lie to others. I believe him when he says he is not strong enough." Ye Xingyan looked at Song Qingchen.

"I dare not disobey Master's orders. But I was arrogant and conceited, which led to the two men's escape. I will take full responsibility for this."

Song Qingchen, who was kneeling on the ground, was about to stand up, but he covered the wound on his shoulder because of the pain and frowned in pain.

Ye Xingyan immediately stretched out his hand and helped him up as he stood up.

Song Qingchen met his eyes and saw something, so he asked directly, "Brother Ye, why did you come here alone?"

It was because of the battle in Wujiyuan that he and Bian gave Mu Yunzhong a chance to escape by fighting alone. As long as they were able to escape from their hands, they would let them go.

But what about Ye Xingyan? He had no connection with them.

Once these words were spoken, it meant that there was no need for the three of them to hide anything from each other anymore, and naturally they had to speak openly.

But Ye Xingyan just turned around and looked in the direction where Jiang Tingwan and Mu Yunzhong had just disappeared, staring for a long time.

He confessed: “I don’t know!”

"do not know?"

"Yeah, I don't know." He simply felt that they could leave, and he was the only one who felt this way.

Therefore, less than half a cup of tea later, the disciples of the three sects who stayed behind rushed over, and after seeing that Song Qingchen and Bian Zheng were both injured, they followed closely.

After the battle just now, Jiang Tingwan was no longer able to fly the sword. Even Yu Xiao, who had been given a spirit, had run out of spiritual power. After escaping for a distance, the two of them fell directly from the sky.

The moment he landed, Jiang Tingwan felt extreme pain in his lungs.

She crawled to Mu Yunzhong's side as soon as possible, but saw that the number above his head changed from 2 to 1 and gradually became transparent, and his eyeballs had begun to turn white.

Jiang Tingwan was so scared that he burst into tears, hugged him and shouted, "Mu Yunzhong, I won't leave, I won't leave, do you hear me? I want you to live, live well in front of me."

"You've waited so long until today, and you're almost there to go home." Sui Jiu responded to Jiang Tingwan's cries, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Hearing Suijiu's voice, Jiang Tingwan seemed to have grasped the last straw, "Little fox, Jiu, Suijiu! I beg you, save him, I won't leave, I won't go home, I can stay, I just want him to be alive..."

Xinhai's voice was silent for a long time. She felt Jiang Tingwan's pain and her eyes became red unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Tingwan. Although I don't know why I feel sad, I can't interfere with Mu Yunzhong's life or death, nor can I save him. Maybe letting him die willingly is his end."

"No, this is not his ending, nor is it the ending I want."

Jiang Tingwan rejected it in agony. She thought she had accepted the separation long ago, but when this day came in this way, she realized that Mu Yun had become the most important part of her life. She wanted to save him and use every possible means to save him.

"Mu Yunzhong, do you still remember what Wen Bumian told you? As long as you want, you can do anything."

"Jiang Tingwan!" Sui Jiu called out calmly, which further verified Jiang Tingwan's guess. In fact, what Wen Bumian said was true. He was another possibility for Mu Yunzhong.

They intervened in her story, and it would affect not only Mu Yunzhong, but also the powerful Wen Bumian.

As long as he can stay alive, it doesn't matter if he becomes another Wen Bumian.

"Mu Yunzhong, did you hear me? If you want, you can keep me or find me. I beg you to survive..."

She was clearly saying dangerous words, but Sui Jiu did not stop her. Instead, he started crying with her. She didn't know why she was crying too.

"Mu Yunzhong... I beg you, please stay alive..."

Jiang Tingwan was already in tears and sobbing, but there was no response.

"I am afraid too, afraid of your death, afraid of our separation. I am willing to stay, to stay for you... I beg you, don't give up, look at me, I am by your side, as long as I don't die, we will not be separated... I beg you, don't leave me alone..."

Strings of tears dripped on Mu Yunzhong's face and on his eyelashes.

She hugged him helplessly, crying heart-wrenchingly, her body trembling with fear.

When she was about to lose him, she realized that her previous idea that Mu Yunzhong was not that important was wrong.

Just when she was about to gasp for breath, the weak hand grabbed her, and she was so surprised that she stopped breathing.

"You said that as long as we don't die, we won't be separated." His voice was still weak, but he repeated her words with all his strength, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Jiang Tingwan grabbed his hand and placed it on her face, and assured her excitedly: "Yes, as long as we don't die, we will not be separated."

He wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips and frowned distressedly, "I'm sorry... I thought at least going home would make you happy..."

She held his hand tightly, "Silly boy, as long as you still want to see me, you must do your best to keep me."

He stared at the deep affection in her eyes almost dully. That was what he wanted most. Once he saw it, he would never want to let it go. He was greedy for her embrace and breath, and had a selfish thought: he wanted to see her and possess her, forever and ever. Even if she left this world, he would overcome all obstacles and find her.

At that moment, the transparent number 1 above his head gradually returned to normal, just like the light in his eyes.

Jiang Tingwan saw the number that reappeared, the number that was related to her life. At the end of the story, she tried her best to keep it.

She laughed through her tears and said to Suijiu in her heart, "I'm sorry, Suijiu, I've disappointed you again."

Sui Jiu was wiping away tears, and for a moment she didn't know what she was thinking. However, after hearing Jiang Tingwan's apology, she was not angry or accusing, and was even happy that Jiang Tingwan got the result he wanted. She sniffed, not knowing what to say, "It's just a matter of waiting a little longer. I can afford to wait."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force surged in from all directions. It was a kind of pressure that was impossible to escape. The strongest immortal slowly fell from the sky. He didn't even have to fly a sword, but appeared in front of Jiang Tingwan.

The moment he landed, a strong and fierce wind blew down the surrounding grass and trees in an instant.

His body also exuded waves of domineering true energy, attacking the protective shield built by Jiang Tingwan.

"You can't escape."