Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

The spiritual sword carrying Mu Yunzhong's spiritual power pierced through the monster's heart. The originally ferocious and manic monster closed its eyes, and its body turned into red starlight, gradually dissipating, leaving only a red and blue demon pill hanging in the air.

Mu Yun finally reached out his hand to take the falling demon pill, squeezed it gently, and then turned around.

He stood there, staring at the person on the ground. He did not move forward immediately, and there was no more resentment in his eyes. Instead, he showed a bit of contradiction after thinking of something important.

Finally, after a brief struggle, he relaxed his expression, glanced at the cave that suddenly appeared next to him, and walked towards Jiang Tingwan.

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"I want to go back and save him!"

"Junior Sister Mu, calm down! If you go now, you will die."

"Let go!" Mu Qingge scolded the hand that was holding hers.

"Junior Sister Mu, don't be impulsive. The monster is very strange and we are no match for it. It is better to report this matter to the sect as soon as possible." Meng Ziyuan loosened her hand and insisted on persuading her.

They were seriously injured just now, and in a critical situation, they could only take the injured Mu Qingge away. Now Mu Qingge was determined to go back to save Mu Yunzhong, and they tried their best to stop her out of consideration for her safety.

Mu Qingge was already angry at them for forcing her to leave, and now they were trying to stop her from going back. She couldn't help but think that they wanted Mu Yun to die, so her tone became a little harsher.

"Just now you clearly had the ability to take Senior Brother Mu away, but you watched him being taken away by the monster. Now you are trying to stop me from going back. What is your intention?"

Meng Ziyuan quickly defended himself: "Junior sister, what are you talking about? How could we just watch Senior Brother Mu die without helping him? The situation was really urgent just now and we didn't have time to save Senior Brother Mu. Now that we have lost a fellow disciple, we absolutely cannot let you get hurt again, Junior sister."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. I haven't seen Senior Brother Mu's body yet. Why do you insist that he can't survive?"

"..." Meng Ziyuan was speechless for a moment, but when he thought of the ferocious monster, he didn't think that the useless person who gathered energy could come back alive.

"Brother Meng, now is not the time to hesitate. We must go back and rescue him immediately."

Mu Qingge's proposal received no response, so she could only anxiously glance at Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang, motioning them to go back with her. However, she saw that they had the same expression, and she immediately realized that the three of them were in the same boat.

His eyes turned cold and he said, "Since all the brothers think that rushing back to the sect to report the news is the most important thing, then I will go alone to save Brother Mu."

After saying this, Mu Qingge turned around and was about to go back.

However, Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang beside her blocked her way after receiving a look from Meng Ziyuan.

"What do you mean?" Mu Qingge turned around and looked at Meng Ziyuan in shock.

He looked like he was thinking about her, and sincerely advised her, "Junior Sister Mu, I'm sorry I can't agree. I'm your senior brother and the leader of this trip. With Mu Yunzhong's realm, he definitely can't survive, and you're injured, I can't let you go back and die."

Meng Ziyuan's words were sincere and sincere. He admired Mu Qingge and naturally didn't want to see her in danger, but he was unwilling to go back with her to save Mu Yunzhong. So he could only stop Mu Qingge in this tough way.

“Please, Junior Sister, come back to the mountain with us.” Meng Ziyuan emphasized.

Seeing the determined expressions on the three men's faces, Mu Qingge knew that not only did he not care about the friendship between fellow disciples, but he also didn't even have basic human feelings. He felt chilled in an instant.

Just now he said forcefully: "If I want to leave, you can't stop me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingge gathered spiritual power in his fingers and summoned his sword.

Meng Ziyuan nodded, and Mo Shaoyu understood and quickly found the right position. Although he did not summon his sword, he also formed a seal with his hands.

Although Mo Shaoyang on the side was hesitant, he also did the same action as Mo Shaoyu.

In an instant, Mu Qingge felt his body sink, and the sword in his hand became heavier. The gravity in the small space where he was located increased.

"Junior sister! We are doing this for your own good! That monster is extremely ferocious, I can't bear to see you in danger!" Meng Ziyuan stood to one side, still trying to persuade her "earnestly".

Mu Qingge no longer wanted to open his eyes and could only resist with the sword.

Seeing that she was determined to go her own way, Meng Ziyuan had no choice but to join the formation himself and immediately flipped his hand gestures to apply pressure.

Mu Qingge looked up at the stars, and the two fingers of his left hand turned, gathering spiritual power and pouring it into the spiritual sword, and then swung it horizontally. Meng Ziyuan dodged sideways, giving Mu Qingge a chance to escape and pursue.

However, the center of the magic circle is always oneself, so even if one moves, the influence of gravity still remains.

Seeing that Mu Qingge was determined and was approaching him with a sword, Meng Ziyuan could only summon his sword to fight her.

The three of them had the same martial arts skills and complemented each other, so they had a lot of tacit understanding. Mu Qingge was obviously struggling.

However, the constantly colliding spiritual lights attracted the attention of one person. After watching the battle for a long time, that person finally couldn't help but speak.

"So many people bullying a girl, isn't that a bad idea?"

Mo Shaoyu, who was casting the magic circle, looked at the man who suddenly appeared on the side and shouted, "What does this have to do with you? Get out of here!"

The man who was suddenly scolded was slightly startled, "Hiss...are you so confident?"

After saying that, seeing that Mo Shaoyu no longer paid attention to her and the girl in the formation looked like she was struggling, she stopped being polite and immediately stepped forward and successfully entered the formation.

Before the two brothers who cast the spell had time to be shocked, they saw him flipping his fingers in the formation, and suddenly a golden rune covered the formation seal they had cast, and they were unable to move.

Mu Qingge in the formation was instantly free from the suppression of gravity and swung his sword with ease.

The sword energy that attacked horizontally cut through Meng Ziyuan's arm, leaving a red mark.

"Junior sister!! You..."

Just as Meng Ziyuan was about to speak, he saw the man pulling Mu Qingge into the air and he could no longer catch up.

After they completely disappeared, the golden runes dissipated, and the imprisoned Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang also moved, exchanging incredible glances.

"That kid! Is he at the level of Transformation?" Mo Shaoyu said with certainty.

After looking at the wound on his right arm, Meng Ziyuan looked in the direction where the two men disappeared and snorted angrily.

"Brother Meng, what should we do now?"

"If she wants to die, let her go!" Meng Ziyuan covered the wound on his arm and said angrily.