Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"it is good."

Jiang Tingwan replied to him naturally, then when he saw Xiang he remembered something important.

"Disciple! I want to ask you something, and you must answer me sincerely." Jiang Tingwan asked sincerely.

"Master, if you ask me anything, I will tell you everything I know."

"Now that you have broken through the transformation stage, are you willing to go to the trial meeting of the Hundred Immortal Sects?"

Mu Yun didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master, do you want me to go?"

Jiang Tingwan was speechless for a moment, just thinking that if he didn't go, how could he and Mu Qingge have a blossoming relationship based on secret love? He has been cooking for her all the time in the past few days, so how could he win Mu Qingge's favor?

But seeing him ask this, I had no choice but to reply: "As a disciple of the sect and my only disciple, I naturally hope that you can win honor for the sect. In addition, you have been humiliated in the sect for many years, and now is the time to be proud. When you become famous in the trial conference, you will definitely shock Meng Ziyuan and his friends."

Jiang Tingwan laid the groundwork, and after taking a look at Mu Yunzhong's expression, he changed the subject and hinted, "What's more, Mu Qingge will definitely represent Sanyuan Sect to attend the Immortal Sect Trial Conference this time. If you can go together, you can also take care of each other."

When mentioning Mu Qingge, Mu Yunzhong's expression gradually became puzzled. He didn't understand why Jiang Tingwan suddenly mentioned her.

Then I heard her say, "Last time, she went back to save you even though she knew it was dangerous. If you go with her, I will feel more at ease."

Hearing Jiang Tingwan's words, Mu Yunzhong immediately responded and asked, "Master, aren't you going?"

Jiang Tingwan shrugged slightly and spread his hands. "Look at the state I'm in now. Can I still lead you to participate in the trial meeting?"

Mu Yun remained silent. Everything was already clear. Given Jiang Tingwan's current condition, the person who would lead the sect disciples to fight in the trial conference would most likely be Xing Mingzi or Gu Qingman.

"Then I will take care of Master in the sect." He replied calmly.

Jiang Tingwan took a deep breath. How could this kid not understand? "I am very safe in the sect. But if you can become famous in this conference, you will also be admired by others. You can't always let others treat you as a child who needs protection."

In the original plot, Mu Yun had to say where he lost. Apart from love at first sight, this weak and disguised character was simply a minefield in Mu Qingge's criteria for choosing a partner.

Only by training Mu Yun to be another Luo Xingnan can we have a chance of fighting.

After Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, Mu Yun finally understood what Jiang Tingwan meant by all that he said, and asked in disbelief, "What does the master mean?"

Jiang Tingwan sighed, changed his sitting position, and taught him, "This kid, why doesn't he understand? Master means that girls like a man who looks strong and can protect her, not someone who needs her protection. This trial meeting is your chance to prove yourself. Master believes in you!"

After listening to her, Mu Yunzhong raised his eyes with sudden realization. Jiang Tingwan's series of strange words and deeds instantly had a reasonable explanation.

"Master, do you think that this disciple has a crush on Mu Qingge?"

He frowned slightly, turned sideways to look at her, and asked in an incredible tone.

Jiang Tingwan was relieved to see that he finally understood her painstaking efforts, but seeing that he looked incredulous, she thought that he did not expect that she had seen this, so she comforted him with the look of an experienced person, "Your performance in the hall today was not only noticed by your teacher, but also by everyone. You don't have to be embarrassed."

Hearing this, Mu Yun finally recalled what he had said in the hall today. Combined with Jiang Tingwan's previous performance, he belatedly hummed a smile from his nose.

"Master has a keen eye." Mu Yun finally said so, lowered his head, withdrew his gaze, and concealed the faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

However, the person on the other side did not notice the change in Mu Yunzhong's expression, but still insisted on instilling his own theory of love.

"But you must remember what your master said. Taking the initiative is much better than being forced to wait. Sometimes opportunities are in your own hands."

When he said the last word, Jiang Tingwan clenched his hand into a fist to match his speech.

When he turned to look at Mu Yunzhong again, he saw that he just lowered his head and was busy cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks used by Jiang Tingwan, as if he didn't take his words to heart.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it, disciple."

Although he was replying, he didn't look at himself.

Jiang Tingwan just thought that Mu Yun's secrets were finally exposed by her. She was shy for a moment and was about to continue, but she saw him suddenly ask again.

"However, Master just said that women all like men who can protect them. Do you really think so?" He still asked this question with his head down.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned for a moment, then asked confidently, "Of course!" Then he leaned over and continued to ask, "So your teacher suggests that you must participate in this trial meeting..."

"it is good!"

Before Jiang Tingwan could finish her words of persuasion, Mu Yunzhong suddenly raised his head. The sudden close distance made Jiang Tingwan unable to react for a moment, as if she was suddenly frightened and even her heart skipped a beat.

She saw a pair of smiling phoenix eyes staring at hers without wavering, as if she had seen through all her thoughts at a glance, but she still followed her intention and said, "I'll listen to Master. I'll go to the trial meeting of the Hundred Immortal Sects this time!"

After saying that, a bright smile broke out on his face. Then he stood up and walked outside with the dishes and chopsticks used by Jiang Tingwan.

Mu Yunzhong left. Jiang Tingwan, who was standing there, felt his heart pounding and his breathing, which had just stopped, resumed. It was as if Mu Yunzhong had suddenly become a different person, but at the same time, there seemed to be no difference.

Although he agreed to it, he felt indescribably strange. Jiang Tingwan could only look at Mu Yunzhong's back again and again, and then think back to his actions and words in the past few days, and suddenly realized:

This kid!

Could it be... that he has other plans?

……

Could it be that he...

He was still thinking about the matter of the Hundred Immortal Sects! So he agreed to go to Qinghuai City so straightforwardly?

Jiang Tingwan thought about it and believed it firmly.