Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Disciple, please wait for the master!!"

Jiang Tingwan followed behind and called out to Mu Yunzhong.

Mu Yun, who was already depressed and unhappy, finally stopped after hearing her voice. He turned around and saw her standing at the junction of the deck and the hull, smiling at him in a flattering manner and even extending her hand towards him.

She blinked her watery eyes again and looked at herself, trying her best to make peace.

For some reason, seeing her like this, Mu Yunzhong's displeasure suddenly disappeared. He immediately walked forward, stretched out his hand and helped her down.

At the same time, Cang Shuzi also flew onto the boat. With a flipping gesture, the orange-gold spiritual power activated the Linghai Seven-Star Boat. The entire ship rose in the air and rose slowly to the sky above Luoyang Mountain.

The people on the boat only felt a slight vibration for a moment when the hull started moving, and then there was no more shaking or anything unusual, as if they were still standing on flat ground.

What the disciples at the mountain gate saw was that the spirit boat gradually disappeared as it took off into the air. It could no longer be seen with the naked eye, and no one knew whether it was moving or stopping.

"The Spirit Boat has already started. After leaving the mountain gate, I will not be involved in any of your decisions. Whether to stop or move, fast or slow, is up to you to decide."

The huge cloak obscured Cang Shuzi's face and figure, as well as every bit of his expression.

Everyone just thought that the leader was considering his status. After all, no matter which sect the leader was, he had never personally led his disciples out of the mountains. This was also their first experience.

From this we can see that the master has high hopes for their disciples of this generation and has good intentions.

After Cang Shuzi finished speaking, he walked towards the cabin. Everyone bowed and saw him off without any suspicion. Only the two pairs of eyes that followed him as he left noticed a kind of silent sadness in him.

One of them is of course Jiang Tingwan, the original author of this book. She knew very well how high spirits Cang Shuzi was when he attended the trial conference last time, and naturally she also knew the reason why he wrapped himself in this cloak this time.

As for the other one, it was Mu Qingge, the direct disciple who had been master and apprentice with Cang Shuzi for a month. Although she was devoted to the practice of Sanyuan Jue these days, every time she met Cang Shuzi, she could feel that there was always an lingering depression and sadness around Cang Shuzi.

This puzzlement did not get an answer, and Meng Ziyuan who came beside her interrupted her thoughts, "Junior Sister Mu!"

Meng Ziyuan smiled brightly and confidently, and walked over slowly, trying to make himself look more elegant in front of Mu Qingge. "I wonder what instructions Junior Sister Mu will give next! As long as you say a word, all of us will listen to you."

As he said this, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and the people behind him nodded.

However, his attitude seemed to be showing off that these people obeyed Mu Qingge's orders because of his face, and he even excluded Mu Yunzhong, who was also a disciple of the consul.

Lin Shuyu, who happened to be standing nearby, realized this and immediately took a big step forward, distanced himself from the crowd, gave Jiang Tingwan a flattering smile and distanced himself from the matter.

Jiang Tingwan understood what Meng Ziyuan said, and after looking at Mu Yunzhong beside him, he felt a sense of mission: Is it time for me to set up a place for Mu Yunzhong again? Okay!

She cleared her throat and was about to lift her right foot and take a step forward, but the force on her right arm pulled her back.

Mu Yunzhong stopped her in a low voice, saying, "Master, you don't have to stand up for me. I just want to have some free time."

Jiang Tingwan looked up at him unexpectedly, puzzled for a moment. Thinking that the relationship between him and Mu Qingge had almost reached zero, she was about to try to persuade him.

Mu Qingge, who was flattered by everyone, came over instead. After simply bowing to Jiang Tingwan, he said to Mu Yunzhong, "I have the trust of the master. Senior Brother Mu and I are both consular disciples. Naturally, I cannot make the decision alone."

Mu Qingge presented the facts and intended to gain the right to speak for Mu Yunzhong. Someone had done the job of setting up the place, so Jiang Tingwan was naturally very pleased. He looked at his own daughter with the highest admiration.

"Senior Brother Mu! Just now, all the senior brothers asked what the next arrangements are?" Mu Qingge relayed their words in front of everyone.

Meng Ziyuan watched the interaction between the two, feeling indignant and angry. He just felt his teeth itching. Since when did this loser start riding on his head? Obviously, before, he was not even his opponent, and he couldn't even get into his eyes.

Mu Yun finally felt the change in everyone's gaze, and he looked at everyone with an emotionless smile on his lips. He even looked at Mu Qingge with a cold look, "Follow the orders of the Sect Leader, and stay in villages when you see them, and enter cities when you see them."

After Mu Yun finally finished speaking, everyone seemed to remember that this arrangement had been made a long time ago, and their faces were embarrassed. Mu Qingge immediately followed up and ordered, "Then two people will take turns on duty, changing positions every day. When you encounter a village or town, you can land in time, enter the village or town, and investigate the people."

"Yes." After the order was given, everyone responded promptly.

"Well, then let's start today with Junior Sister Mu and I setting an example!" Meng Ziyuan took the lead, stood beside Mu Qingge, and sent out the signal to form a group.

Everyone understood what was going on, but they kept silent. However, Jiang Tingwan stepped forward and stopped them in time, "Oh, that's not right. We should have two consular disciples in one group to set an example!"

As Jiang Tingwan spoke, he stood between Mu Qingge and Meng Ziyuan, forcibly pushed Meng Ziyuan away from Mu Qingge, pulled Mu Yunzhong up, and looked at Mu Yunzhong as if to say, "Look, your master is awesome."

Meng Ziyuan was pushed away and hadn't reacted for a moment. When he turned around, Mu Yun had been pushed next to Mu Qingge. When he saw Jiang Tingwan's expression again, he understood that Uncle Jiang was trying to bring them together!

"Uncle Master, the headmaster has said before that uncle masters cannot interfere with the disciples' decisions!"

Meng Ziyuan brought up Cang Shuzi, and Jiang Tingwan pretended to be dumbfounded and looked at everyone, forcing a smile and asked, "Really? Did I interfere?"

When asked this question, everyone shook their heads and dared not answer. Meng Ziyuan lost his confidence instantly when he saw everyone's retreating eyes.

After Jiang Tingwan's intervention, everyone realized the current situation: with the support of Master Jiang, Meng Ziyuan could not compete with Mu Yunzhong.

Just when everyone accepted their fate and Jiang Tingwan was satisfied, the two protagonists of this scene got angry at the same time: "Enough!"

The two of them said it in unison, shocking everyone, including Jiang Tingwan.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time.

It was Mu Qingge who realized his own mistake and spoke first, "Please forgive me, Master. I can handle this matter alone. You don't need to trouble me."

Mu Qingge rejected everyone, her face flushed, and she looked like she felt an unspeakable grievance.

Mu Yunzhong also said immediately: "I'll trouble Junior Sister Mu tonight!"

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Tingwan with a slight anger, then turned and went into the cabin.

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, but they could see that Mu Yunzhong and Mu Qingge were both angry, so they could only leave.

Meng Ziyuan was about to say something else, but Mu Qingge turned around without paying any attention, walked to the bow, and stood guard alone. It would be bad for him to stay there any longer, so he could only go into the cabin in a dusty state.

Jiang Tingwan stood there at a loss, looking back and forth at the bow and the cabin. It seemed that he had done something wrong, making Mu Yunzhong and Mu Qingge angry.

The palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh. After hesitating for several times, Jiang Tingwan finally chose to follow Mu Yunzhong and catch up.