Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Seeing that it was Qinglan, Mu Yunzhong's expression lost the cowardice he had just pretended to have. He now looked fierce and pulled up his clothes.

"I told you not to come to the sect to look for me without my order..."

Qinglan looked aggrieved, but her concern remained unabated. She sat down at Mu Yunzhong's feet, lay on Mu Yunzhong's lap, and looked up at him with her charming little face.

"Qinglan is also worried about the young master. I heard from the back mountain that the young master was beaten by that woman. I felt so distressed. If I don't come to see it with my own eyes, I won't be able to sleep well at night."

Qing Lan leaned closer to Mu Yunzhong's arms and said with a smile, "Except for Cang Shuzi, that woman is the person with the highest spiritual power in the entire sect. Even she didn't notice it, so no one else would notice my existence."

The slender fingers slid up along Mu Yunzhong's open clothes and touched the shocking wound.

However, before she could touch the wound, Mu Yunzhong grabbed her and threw her aside.

The deep voice slowly said: "I also told you not to behave like this in front of me."

Mu Yunzhong said this as he tied his clothes and stood up.

Qinglan on the ground twisted her body to look at him, smiling instead of complaining, and got up along the edge of Mu Yunzhong's bed, "Qinglan obeys your command!"

Then he changed the subject, as if returning to the main topic, "But why did that woman come out? Didn't she always like to stay in that cave?"

Qing Lan seemed to have hit upon the key point. Mu Yunzhong's expression also changed. He then said in a deep voice, "I find it strange, too. What's even stranger is... it's as if she was deliberately acting today."

Thinking of Jiang Tingwan's abnormal behavior today, even the bottle of ointment that Qinglan just picked up from the bed became suspicious.

Mu Yun finally took the bottle of medicine from Qinglan, and while examining it, he recalled, "Today she also used the excuse of checking my realm and sword control skills!"

Hearing this, Qing Lan's expression became a little more nervous, "Could it be that she is suspicious of the young master?"

"At first, I felt the same way, but now I feel that she is afraid of what I will find out."

Mu Yun finally recalled Jiang Tingwan's abnormality again, and a possibility came to his mind. "All the immortal sects know that the Sanyuan Jue of the Sanyuan Sect is extremely mysterious, but they don't know that this skill is not only difficult to master, but also has the risk of backlash. In the past few hundred years, no one in the Sanyuan Sect has successfully escaped the backlash of this skill."

Mu Yunzhong's inference also caused Qinglan to ponder, and he even laughed out loud with joy after thinking of this possibility.

"Then from what you see, has Jiang Tingwan also reached the point of backlash?"

Qinglan looked at Mu Yunzhong with tender eyes, as if waiting for his reply?

The expression in Mu Yunzhong's eyes gradually became sinister. He raised his chin slightly and raised his eyebrows.

"If that's the case, then she really has no value at all!"

The right hand holding the medicine bottle tightened, and after a flash of blue flame, the thing in the hand turned into ashes.

"Does that mean that Young Master can finally follow me down the mountain? After leaving here, Young Master can practice with peace of mind and enter the state of transformation as soon as possible. Congratulations, Young Master, congratulations!"

Qinglan leaned on him again, looking up at his expression, her brows raised with joy.

"Then we need to see if that woman's life is really over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yunzhong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and along with this murderous intent was a flash of lightning that suddenly flashed outside the door, and in an instant there was a loud thunder, and then a continuous rumbling sound.

The sound of rain fell, and raindrops as big as beans hit the ground one after another. A trace of impatience flashed across Mu Yunzhong's face.

"Young master, do you still want to go? I can help you change your body shape." Qinglan leaned on Mu Yunzhong and said with heartache.

Mu Yun didn't answer in the end. He just casually pushed her aside, opened the door and walked into the rain.

Rumbling thunder accompanied by flickering lightning sounded above Tingfeng Courtyard. Jiang Tingwan, wrapped in a quilt, became even more panicked when he heard the thunder.

"The weather changes so suddenly! Could it be that someone is practicing some evil technique?"

Jiang Tingwan wrapped herself in the quilt and chatted with Sui Jiu to ease the panic in her heart.

Sui Jiu lay motionless on the bed, not even looking up, and replied, "Apart from Mu Yunzhong, the character you created, are there any other more evil villains in this world?"

"That's right!"

Jiang Tingwan pursed his lips. The best thing to do now is to think about how to eliminate 969's hatred value!

He prayed for a heavy rain during the day to aggravate his injuries but to no avail. Then there was a scene where the master protected his disciple. He didn't gain any favor, but instead gained 20 points of hatred from those disciples with just a few words. He really lost more than he gained.

We can't just call someone to kneel in the rain as punishment, so we can just direct and act it out ourselves, and maybe we will explode.

Jiang Tingwan was having a dilemma and became even more annoyed when he heard the thunder outside. Even the windows were rattling due to the wind. He immediately got out of bed in a state of annoyance and went to close the windows.

As soon as Keren walked to the window, he saw a familiar figure kneeling in the pouring rain, and the number above his head showed 996.

That is!

The end of Mu Yun!

"Damn it! When did it go up 27 points again? Who did what to him?" Jiang Tingwan was almost frightened to the point of cardiac arrest by this 996 schedule. He couldn't help but ask himself, "What I did during the day, didn't change at all?"

"I've been tortured by you for more than ten years, and I've hated you for more than ten years. Can you forget everything just because of your sudden good face?" Sui Jiu, who was peeking at them from the side, pointed out lightly.

"This 996 is too exaggerated!" Jiang Tingwan shuddered as if someone put a knife to his neck, and his desire to survive was instantly maximized.

Without saying a word, he took the umbrella from the house and quickly opened the door.

But as soon as he walked under the eaves, he saw circles of blood oozing from the ground where Mu Yunzhong was kneeling.

His wounds blurred under the influence of the rain, and the water flowed slowly onto the ground along his wet clothes.

Jiang Tingwan originally opened the door with the intention of completing his mission, but now after witnessing this shocking scene with his own eyes, he actually felt a bit guilty.

If Mu Yun finally became a living person, then who was the cause of his life's misery: his master Bai Wangshu, or Jiang Tingwan, the author who wrote those words?

She opened the umbrella, walked up to him step by step and looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Yunzhong still lowered his head, as if the wound on his body was causing him pain. He replied with a trembling voice, "Master said that whenever there is thunder and heavy rain, I must kneel in the rain until it stops, to pay for my father's sins. I will remember this."

The memory of the text suddenly came back to me. On the day when Mu Yun finally left the wedding, there was a sudden thunder and heavy rain in the sky just like today.

It turns out that in the side story without any text description, Mu Yun has to endure such a plot in the end.

Jiang Tingwan's guilt reached a new level. He unconsciously raised the umbrella in his hand above his head and said with a gloomy expression.

"No need, never again."

The rain above his head was blocked, allowing Mu Yun to finally raise his head and open his eyes to look at the woman standing in front of him.

He wanted to confirm what Jiang Tingwan was up to, but he saw a look of disbelief in her eyes.

That is?

Guilt?

"stand up!"

Her voice was clear and distinct, but Mu Yun still found it incredible.

"Master?" He still pretended to be scared, but he looked at Jiang Tingwan with a dazed look.

"I said stand up!" This time every word was even more powerful.

Mu Yun finally staggered to his feet. Although he was thin, when he stood in front of Jiang Tingwan, he was still a head taller than her.

The wet hair hung wetly on his forehead, and the water droplets at the ends of the hair slid down his nose, gathered along the clear contours to his chin, and finally dripped onto the ground.

Jiang Tingwan's gaze moved almost 180 degrees from looking down to looking up, and he saw his "miserable" appearance up close.

"If I say it's not necessary, then it's not necessary. Some rules should be broken."

After saying that, he was about to put the umbrella in his hand into Mu Yunzhong's hand, but as soon as it touched his hand, he felt it was burning hot.

Jiang Tingwan never thought that her wish would really come true, but when the moment really came, she felt guilty again. She subconsciously reached out to touch Mu Yunzhong's forehead.

Surprised, "Do you have a fever?"

Mu Yun couldn't help but stand there in a daze as he was surprised by her actions but didn't dare to resist.

Jiang Tingwan saw his confusion, but what followed was that the number above his head flashed again, this time it was.

997!

Jiang Tingwan's heartbeat suddenly quickened. Before he had time to think about it, he saw a black shadow in the sky above Tingfeng Courtyard. It was not until it landed that Jiang Tingwan saw clearly that it was a white fox.

The fox bared its fangs, emitting a dark purple evil aura, and rushed straight towards Jiang Tingwan.

"How dare you, fox demon! You dare to break into the Sanyuan Sect!"

Mu Yun finally shouted loudly. Without a sword in his hand, he could only use his bare hands to mobilize spiritual power and step forward to stop him. Jiang Tingwan, who was holding an umbrella behind him, was so frightened by this situation that he froze in place, not daring to move a step.

With just one simple move, Mu Yun was knocked down in front of Jiang Tingwan.

And the fox walked towards Jiang Tingwan little by little.

In a moment of panic, she saw that the number above Mu Yunzhong's head had increased to 998 again!

She clearly did nothing, but Mu Yunzhong's hatred was about to reach its peak. What was going on?