Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

After parting with Qinglan, Mu Yun finally returned to the city. In just half a night, his heart went through a period of ups and downs that he could not explain to outsiders. He was shocked by Jiang Tingwan's words, but also felt a moment of relief because of such a possibility.

As much as he hoped that this possibility would come true, he was as afraid that everything he had experienced over the years would be turned upside down because of a misunderstanding.

Now after receiving Qinglan's reply, he finally felt a balance in his heart. Nothing had changed. The only thing that changed was that he forgave Jiang Tingwan, and that was enough.

Therefore, when he saw Jiang Tingwan again on the street, he was no longer troubled by how she viewed the child of Mu Xingzhi and Ye Nanzhu, because in her eyes, he was no longer one, so for him who didn't care, it was not a problem.

From the beginning to the end, he was just afraid that there would be no possibility between him and Jiang Tingwan because of this relationship, but now, he suddenly felt that as long as he wanted, everything was possible.

He seemed to have returned after calming down, with a fearless smile on his face, but Jiang Tingwan, who was running towards him, stopped when he saw him like this.

She couldn't see through his heart and couldn't guess whether he would make the same choice as in the original plot in his next step.

"Are you okay?" She looked at Mu Yunzhong's expression tentatively, feeling unsure.

"Does what the master just said still count?" he asked her.

Jiang Tingwan didn't react to what the sentence was and was stunned.

"Master just said that as long as the disciple is willing, the master will spend his whole life with the disciple to find out his own life experience."

When Jiang Tingwan heard this, he nodded repeatedly, "Of course it counts! Everything the master said to you counts."

She stared at him intently and asked cautiously, "What about you? We once agreed that we would tell each other no matter what happened. So do you have anything to say to Master about this matter?"

Jiang Tingwan stretched out her little finger to remind Mu Yunzhong of the hook they had made. Even if he still had doubts after meeting Qinglan and could not directly tell her about his and Qinglan's plans, at least she hoped that he would not pretend to accept the truth and lie to her.

"No." He shook his head gently without even thinking about it.

Jiang Tingwan's expression instantly dimmed, and his heart sank. Was this brat not shaken at all?

She spent so much time polishing her lines, first tracing the source and stating the facts, then proposing conjectures and analyzing the causes, and finally combining subjective and objective facts to draw conclusions.

It's reasonable and there's nothing wrong with it.

Or did I lose to Qinglan in acting?

The raised hand fell down in disappointment, but was caught by the person opposite in time. He suddenly looked at him with a deep affectionate look, "No, disciple has something to say. Since Master kept me by his side back then, no matter whether I can find out my life experience or not, I hope to stay by Master's side forever."

It was a burning gaze, yet it was so inappropriate at this moment. It interrupted Jiang Tingwan's thoughts and made her confusedly persuade herself in her heart: Although you can't see through his heart, please, believe him once.

When rational judgment becomes an emotional gamble, those who participate in this gamble put themselves in danger.

Jiang Tingwan knew this clearly, but he couldn't tell which one he had chosen.

She pulled her hand away, smiled out of habit, and then put her hand on his hair and rubbed it, "What are you talking about? Master is here, one is worth two, Master will definitely give you a brand new life."

Her eyes gradually became gentle and firm. This sentence was addressed to both the present Mu Yunzhong and the him in the original plot.

She tiptoed slightly to make her movements look easier.

After Mu Yunzhong felt her touch, his body trembled slightly, "Master, I am not a child anymore."

He held her hand again. Although she had never touched his head like this when he was a child, he just didn't like her always treating him as her disciple now.

Upon hearing his words, Jiang Tingwan raised his eyes slightly, and simply rubbed it forcefully again, "You can't touch it if you're not a child."

After satisfying the "ravage", Jiang Tingwan withdrew his hand and said, "Let's go. We have been out for so long, it's time to go back. Master is sleepy."

I've been guessing all night and my brain cells are about to die. How can I not be tired?

When Mu Yun finally heard her words, he remembered something important and asked with concern, "Is it because of the pill Master took?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tingwan's expression flashed, and he recalled Mu Yun's expression today when he discovered that he had used his spiritual power. He wanted to arrest him and interrogate him. He quickly replied, "Of course not, Master, it's time for you to go to bed. You are too old to bear it anymore."

As he spoke, he yawned, clapped his hands, and walked in front, trying his best not to look at Mu Yunzhong's expression.

Mu Yun finally saw through her evasion and knew it was too late to pursue the matter now, so he could only follow her.

But after taking a few steps, Jiang Tingwan stopped in front of a late-night snack stall. He couldn't go out at night. It was too dangerous. It was so dangerous that he couldn't move no matter what he saw.

The sleepiness that had just come over her was dispelled by a simple bowl of wontons, and what surprised her even more was that she followed the bowl of wontons passing by her and saw the owner who had ordered the food.

"Enjoy your meal, gentlemen." The stall owner greeted the two people who were sitting with their backs to each other in a loud voice.

Mu Yun finally recognized the two of them. They looked at each other in surprise, and Jiang Tingwan was no longer sleepy in an instant.

"This is just the first time, it won't happen again." Mo Shaoyu said to Mo Shaoyang beside him with a tone of deep guilt.

If he hadn't seen that his younger brother had been depressed since he came out of Pingxia City, if he hadn't seen that Lin Shuyu was full of energy after having a big meal with his third uncle, and if today wasn't the only day during the fasting period when he could eat, he would never have brought his younger brother here to eat these wontons.

He lowered his head and looked at the plump and round wontons in the bowl, swallowed his saliva, and the few chopped green onions dotted on top, with the blessing of the heat, exuded the aroma of food, tempting Mo Shaoyu's greed to the greatest extent.

Although Mo Shaoyang beside him had the same feeling, his expression was still depressed. When he thought of the precepts, his face was full of contradictions.

"Hmm~" The crystal clear and plump wontons entered Mo Shaoyu's mouth first. After chewing and tasting it for a short while, Mo Shaoyu exclaimed in surprise.

"Shao Yang, try it quickly. The food in this mortal world is really different from that in the mountains."

Mo Shaoyu, who had already taken a bite, urged his brother to try it quickly, but Mo Shaoyang refused after swallowing his saliva:

"I have already eaten today. If I eat again, I will break my vow. Brother, let's go back after you finish eating."

"Shao Yang, what's wrong with you? You've been acting strange since you came out of Pingxia City. I know your temper. If I ask you, you definitely won't tell me. That's why I brought you out to relax. Today, it's just the two of us. What's wrong with breaking the rules once?"

As he said this, he was about to turn around and ask the waiter for another bowl, but as soon as he turned around and waved, he saw Jiang Tingwan and Mu Yunzhong walking towards him, and he was so scared that he quickly lowered his head.