Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan, who was almost paralyzed on the bed, slightly hooked his fingers and lifted his heavy eyelids.

Mu Yunzhong, who was guarding the bed, immediately sat down beside the bed and called out, "Master, are you awake?"

"Um?

"When Jiang Tingwan opened his eyes, he saw Mu Yunzhong's worried expression. He wondered if he hadn't woken up yet, otherwise why would Mu Yunzhong look like that?

Before she could react, Mu Yunzhong helped her up and stuffed a few pillows behind her so that she could lean comfortably, then quickly went to the table and poured her a glass of water.

Jiang Tingwan was so overwhelmed by this comfortable service that he almost doubted his life. He took the water handed to him by Mu Yunzhong and drank it in a daze.

It has temperature! It is water! It is not poisonous!

Seeing a ghost again?

Hmm? Why did she say again?

After gradually waking up, Jiang Tingwan could only attribute Mu Yunzhong's series of actions to the effect of the 500 value.

It seems that Mu Yunzhong's character as a good disciple has been successfully established. He then said, "I'm fine! Just a minor injury..."

However, before he could finish his words of comfort, he heard Mu Yunzhong's anxious voice interrupting, "Master, please don't take that medicine in the future!"

What medicine? Where can I get it?

Jiang Tingwan was so shocked that he was speechless. No one else knew about his drug use except Cang Shuzi.

Cang Shuzi, you are a big sieve, what are you leaking to Mu Yunzhong every day?

I'm not saying that I was so cautious, took every step carefully, and took strict precautions, but how come I couldn't prevent you?

I asked you to stop the person, but you let him in the next day? I asked you to find a way to protect myself, but you turned around and told others. It would have been fine if you told others, but that person had to be Mu Yunzhong!

You guard against heaven and earth, against gentlemen and villains, but you just don't guard against Mu Yunzhong, right?

Jiang Tingwan pursed his lips as if he wanted to curse, and could only comfort himself not to be angry. After all, he was the one who chose this life-saving straw.

You have to grab the straw you choose even if you die!!

Jiang Tingwan was speechless. The voice from the other side continued, "Although the medicine can temporarily restore Master's cultivation, it will damage the meridians. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, Master will be seriously injured. Disciple promises Master that as long as the disciple is with you, the disciple will stay by your side for a day. In this way, Master will not need to take that kind of medicine anymore."

Mu Yunzhong looked like a good and obedient disciple at this moment. Jiang Tingwan actually saw his concern for her in his eyes, which made her unable to tell whether Mu Yunzhong said this more out of concern or just acting.

Jiang Tingwan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Master?" Seeing her lost in thought, Mu Yun called her again, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Tingwan came back to her senses and shook her head. At the same time, she also felt hungry. During the three days when she had spiritual power, she had not eaten anything and did not feel hungry. Now that the spiritual power had dissipated, she felt as if she was so hungry that she was seeing stars.

I could only try and try to say that I wanted to eat something without sounding too weird.

"Master, it seems, maybe, perhaps, I need to replenish some energy?"

After saying this, Jiang Tingwan didn't dare to look into Mu Yunzhong's eyes, and secretly regretted it in his heart. Which master would ask for food as soon as he woke up, let alone Bai Wangshu? This was too strange.

Mu Yunzhong's eyes fell on her hand covering her stomach and he was stunned for a moment. After realizing what she was saying, a smile flashed across his mouth, and then he replied: "Master, wait for me for a moment, I will be back soon!"

After saying that, Mu Yunzhong stood up, and before Jiang Tingwan, who was sitting on the bed, could react, he had already left.

Looking in the direction of the door, Jiang Tingwan was also surprised. He actually did it so straightforwardly? Without any doubt at all?

Is this still the same dark and crawling Mu Yunzhong?

According to what the little fox said, he has completely eliminated Mu Yunzhong's hatred for him, which means that the remaining 500 points are no longer linked to himself, but correspond to his next plot setting?

In other words, as long as his unrequited love is resolved and an opportunity is found to clear up the misunderstanding about his life experience, letting him know that he is not only not the son of Mu Xingzhi, but also not the descendant of Wuchen Palace, and the problem of his stance towards the righteous path is resolved, so as to avoid him being used by Qinglan and sacrificed to resurrect Nangong Xiu, then Mu Yunzhong's entire personality will be completely different.

After confirming the course of action, Jiang Tingwan rekindled his fighting spirit. However, before taking action, he thought that the body was the capital of revolution, so he might as well enjoy the fruits of his struggle first. Those 499 points were earned with his life.

So, Jiang Tingwan lay on the bed with peace of mind, waiting for the filial piety of his "good disciple".

Not long after, Mu Yun finally returned with the fruits of his labor. With the bonus of spiritual power, the waiting time was much shorter than usual.

As soon as she smelled the rich aroma of rice, Jiang Tingwan turned over and sat up on the bed. Before she stood up, Mu Yunzhong came over and helped her up.

Jiang Tingwan glanced at Mu Yunzhong beside him in surprise, but the next moment his attention was drawn to the food on the table.

Although there was only one dish, the thick white chicken soup was steaming hot, and the delicious aroma of chicken was so strong that Jiang Tingwan, who was already starving, couldn't help but lean forward to smell it.

Mu Yun finally served her a bowl of soup. Jiang Tingwan took it and drank it all in one gulp, then fixed her eyes on the soft and white chicken leg.

“You eat too!” Jiang Tingwan habitually picked up the first chopstick to give to Mu Yunzhong, but when he saw that he had not prepared a bowl and chopsticks for himself, he realized that he was a patient, so the whole pot was his! !

The person on the other side smiled back as if he had expected it, "Disciple is not hungry."

Jiang Tingwan frowned slightly, unable to see the smile on his face for a moment. She just put away her chopsticks awkwardly and lowered her head to take care of the food on her mind.

After the last mouthful of soup in the pot was poured into his stomach, Jiang Ting let out a satisfied cry: "Ha!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Tingwan's hand froze after putting down the bowl. Could this be the voice made by Bai Wangshu? His slightly trembling eyes did not dare to look at Mu Yunzhong's expression, and his mind was working rapidly on how to respond to the doubts that would come later.

After a long silence, seeing Mu Yunzhong's slender fingers reaching out, Jiang Tingwan subconsciously explained: "Master just thought your craftsmanship is really good, I lost my composure for a moment, I'm so ashamed..."

However, before he could finish his words, the fingers that were cleaning the dishes suddenly stopped. When Jiang Tingwan turned around, he met Mu Yunzhong's puzzled eyes, but it seemed that he was puzzled by what he had just said.

Am I trying to hide my true colors again?

He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if waiting for him to finish speaking, but Jiang Tingwan no longer dared to speak.

But after taking a close look at his eyebrows and eyes, she began to admire Mu Yunzhong's "beauty" once again.

After the dark hatred faded, those narrow and long phoenix eyes actually revealed a leisurely temperament.

The little light that came in from outside fell on his profile, giving him a sense of tranquility and leisure, just like a person sitting under a tree on a quiet afternoon, not asking whether time has passed or not, not asking about the people and things passing by, just leisurely counting the flowers, seeking pleasure and being free from worries.

Jiang Tingwan clearly felt that Mu Yun had finally really changed?

She could finally look him in the face calmly and without the slightest fear, and even their eyes met. She no longer had to deliberately find words to explain her abnormality.

This feeling of holding your head high and being a human being is really...

Very good!

Jiang Tingwan finally waited for the day when he could straighten his back. He stared at the person opposite him for a long time, but Mu Yun avoided his sight in the end.

Perhaps he sensed a hint of embarrassment, or perhaps Mu Yun finally felt that he should say something, so he could only be the first to break the silence and said, "In the past, no matter what I did, Master never even looked at it. Now that Master likes my craftsmanship, it doesn't mean that my efforts have been in vain."

Having said this, Mu Yun finally shifted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking of some past events, and even his tone was thoughtful.

Sensitive Jiang Tingwan heard his words and acted like a genius again. He immediately grabbed his hand that was cleaning the dishes, looked at him seriously and said, "Yun Zhong! The past is important, but so is the present. I have done many wrong things in the past, but these few days seem like I have lived again. If you feel this way these days, no matter what happens in the future, you must remember it!"

Jiang Tingwan looked into Mu Yunzhong's eyes seriously, hoping that all his efforts in the past few days would not be wasted at some point in the future.

Mu Yun finally seemed to understand her hidden meaning. After staring at her for a moment, he suddenly relaxed and said with a smile, "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."

After he finished speaking, Mu Yunzhong's gaze fell on Jiang Tingwan's hand that was holding his.

Even after she let go, his eyes stayed fixed on the spot where she had lingered.

So, after a brief contemplation, he raised his head and called out.

"master?"

"Ok?"

"Does the agreement between master and disciple about one meal a day still stand?"

Jiang Tingwan was confused by his sudden question. After thinking carefully for a moment, he replied, "Of course it counts!"

Only a fool would refuse food every day!

"Then we must make an appointment."

Mu Yun finally gave Jiang Tingwan an innocent smile and emphasized seriously.