Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"master?"

Seeing Jiang Tingwan staring at him in a trance, Mu Yun finally called out tentatively, "Now is a time of crisis, Master's cultivation has been greatly damaged, I must stay by Master's side to feel at ease."

Jiang Tingwan came back to his senses after hearing his words. That was good. Only by letting Mu Yunzhong stay under his nose could he keep an eye on his changes.

"That's fine. You can still practice in Tingfengyuan. You can stay with me."

Seeing Jiang Tingwan agree, Mu Yun was naturally happy and immediately showed a bright smile, but his eyes were looking towards the direction behind her.

The man in the room was like an uninvited guest, disrupting the peaceful time between him and Jiang Tingwan.

He originally thought that, at least before that, he and Jiang Tingwan could still be an ordinary, carefree master and disciple, with no distinction between good and evil, and no hatred that had lasted for thousands of years.

But now it's a mess, everything is a mess.

What made him even more angry was that after he finished cooking dinner, Jiang Tingwan actually helped the man out of the house and sat in front of the fruits of his labor.

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The braised carp is full of freshness and fragrance, and the bright red fish juice is evenly coated on the fish, making people salivate. This is Mu Yunzhong's specialty and also Jiang Tingwan's favorite.

The other two dishes were one soup and one vegetable dish specially prepared by Mu Yunzhong. They were nutritionally balanced, refreshing and delicious.

Wen Bumian, who was sitting at the dinner table, stared at the food and Mu Yunzhong in front of him with his big eyes. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wen Bumian would have found it hard to believe that Mu Yunzhong had become like this.

Is this still the villain who crawls in the dark, kills without blinking an eye, and wants to unify the world? He has heard of putting down the butcher knife to become a Buddha, but this is the first time he has seen someone pick up a kitchen knife to cook.

He could only raise his eyebrows in the direction of Jiang Tingwan in surprise, as if to say: You actually trained Mu Yunzhong to be a cook?

Jiang Tingwan, who understood what was going on, looked even more smug and nodded proudly, as if to say: Isn't that great!

The two of them communicated with each other purely through eye contact without saying a word, but in Mu Yunzhong's eyes, their flirting was "unbearable to watch."

"Cough cough..."

So he was extremely dissatisfied and coughed heavily.

Hearing Mu Yunzhong's voice, Jiang Tingwan subconsciously turned his head to look at him and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

She was subconsciously attentive, not caring that Wen Bumian was still there. Pleasing and comforting Mu Yun had become a habit for her.

Hearing Jiang Tingwan's concern, Mu Yunzhong's expression relaxed and he straightened his back, "It's just that my throat is a little dry."

"Then drink some soup first to moisten your throat."

Jiang Tingwan immediately picked up the spoon in the soup and served Mu Yunzhong a bowl, as if she was the one serving him.

Seeing this sudden change in status, Wen Bumian understood everything and gave a mocking smile to the lackey Jiang Tingwan.

Wen Bumian: I thought you were so tough?

Jiang Tingwan glared at him fiercely: Eat your meal!

Wen Bumian could only turn to look at Mu Yunzhong's expression, but saw that he looked contented and enjoyed the favor. He immediately came up with an idea and handed over his own bowl as well.

Jiang Tingwan, who had just filled a bowl, looked at another empty bowl, and managed a stiff smile speechlessly, convincing himself in his heart: Big Boss! You are all big bosses! I am just a humble person who traveled through the book!

Unexpectedly, Wen Bumian's action made Mu Yunzhong's expression change slightly. He was about to say something, but Wen Bumian took the lead.

"When I first met your master, she was still a girl with a temper. She was spoiled by her master and two senior brothers. If someone made her unhappy with a few words, she would make that person unhappy. Now that we meet again, Miss Jiang has become a kind and loving master who cares about her disciples."

Jiang Tingwan put down the bowl and paused for a moment, feeling confused. What was Wen Bumian talking about? Bai Wangshu was Bai Wangshu, and Jiang Tingwan was Jiang Tingwan.

Besides, there's no need to talk about random topics.

However, to Mu Yunzhong, he heard this as Wen Bumian showing off that he and Jiang Tingwan had known each other for many years.

"I wonder when the sect leader met the master?" Mu Yun finally looked directly at Wen Bumian and asked.

Jiang Tingwan pressed his forehead speechlessly, and glanced at Wen Bumian beside him: It's nothing, I let you make it up, now you're done. Good fellow, you made it up.

Wen Bumian smiled slightly after receiving the gaze, and seemed to think about it seriously, then said to himself: "It should have been about 20 to 30 years."

"But I see that the Sect Master is only over thirty years old now." Mu Yunzhong seemed to have found a loophole and asked with a somewhat suspicious tone, "It is rumored that Sect Master Wen only broke through to the Lower Heaven Realm as a mortal in the past three years. Twenty or thirty years ago? I wonder what Sect Master Wen looked like at that time?"

Wen Bumian paused slightly and did not reply immediately. Instead, he looked at Mu Yunzhong opposite him with some appreciation.

Jiang Tingwan, who was standing aside, had already given up and started eating as if it had nothing to do with him: You continue to make up stories!

Wen Bumian smiled without panicking, and replied confidently, "To be honest, I am already sixty-three years old this year. When I was practicing, I also pursued the art of rejuvenation, which is why I can maintain my current appearance."

Wen Bumian successfully resolved a question, and Jiang Tingwan looked leisurely, listening to the sound of leaves rustling in the forest, as if it had nothing to do with him, and just focused on eating.

Mu Yun had nowhere to go, so he could only let Wen Bumian continue, "I remember the first time I met your master, it was in a small town. At that time, the people in the town were deeply harmed by demon poison, and I was invited by them as a pharmacist to eliminate the demon poison..."

Having said that, Wen Bumian's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something, and then he looked straight at Mu Yunzhong's face, not allowing him to hide anything.

Pretending to have suddenly thought of it, he added, "Oh, by the way, your parents, Mu Xingzhi, and Ye Nanzhu were also there!"

When these two names were mentioned, not only did Mu Yunzhong's expression change, but Jiang Tingwan, who was eating, was choked by the food and choked.

"Cough cough cough..." A sudden cough interrupted Wen Bumian's test. He didn't expect Jiang Tingwan's reaction would be even greater than Mu Yunzhong's.

The two of them patted Jiang Tingwan's back at the same time, and Mu Yunzhong immediately poured her a glass of water.

Jiang Tingwan took the water and drank it while glaring at Wen Bumian: What are you doing? You knew that Mu Xingzhi was the knot between Bai Wangshu and Mu Yunzhong, and you still dared to mention them in front of him.

"Master, are you okay?" Mu Yunzhong asked with concern.

Jiang Tingwan shook his head and gave him a gentle smile, hoping to interrupt their conversation. "It's just some past events, it's better not to mention them."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Bumian again, hoping that he would stop there, but Mu Yunzhong looked unnatural after hearing this.

Wen Bumian also reflected on himself immediately: "It's my fault. I stayed in the house for too long, so when I saw people, I naturally wanted to say a few more words."

Having said that, he still stared at Mu Yunzhong's expression changes with a vigilant look.

Mu Yun finally accepted Wen Bumian's gaze, and combined with what he said today, he finally realized that he did it on purpose. Was he testing her?

The atmosphere suddenly became strange. Even Jiang Tingwan, who was slow to react, realized this. The two people in front of him looked at each other with a hint of hostility.

How can this be good?

Jiang Tingwan was panicking and didn't know how to break this situation. Suddenly, a call came from the door, interrupting the strange atmosphere between the three people.

"Master Wood..."

"……younger brother!"

Lin Shuyu, who also realized the strangeness, stood stiffly at the door and uttered the last word in an almost distorted voice.