Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 143: One person can be saved

Mu Yun finally pulled her back, looked her in the eyes, and held her tightly with his slender fingers, fearing that she would leave like this.

"I like you, no matter if you are a master or someone else, and no matter what you think of me as, someone who needs to be saved, or your apprentice, it doesn't matter."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if there was a lingering sourness and swelling in his throat. His eyes were sincere and warm, burning with a long-accumulated affection.

"I am willing to give up everything and quietly become a disciple of the Sanyuan Sect. I only ask you not to leave."

The last three words were like a thunderbolt, striking Jiang Tingwan on the top of her head and causing her heart to feel a sharp pain.

"You..." Her words got stuck in her throat. It turned out that he saw through it.

She tried to pull her hand away, but he still held it tightly, his eyes red.

Jiang Tingwan, panicking, looked around helplessly. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but when he did, he met a pair of eyes that seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.

Lin Shuyu, who was standing on the side, watched this scene that overturned his cognition closely, his eyes wide open, in shock.

Oh my God, what did he see?

All the images that shocked him in the past were explained at this moment. He seemed to have discovered a secret that should not have been discovered. When the two people looked at him, his whole body began to tremble as if he had been electrocuted.

"what happened to you?"

Meng Ziyuan, who was sitting next to him, felt a tremor and turned around to ask, but Lin Shuyu turned his head back in a flash, and gave a warm cheer and applauded the storyteller on the stage.

Seeing that Jiang Tingwan was fidgeting and couldn't even answer his questions directly, Mu Yun finally glanced at the people around him, then directly pulled Jiang Tingwan up and left. As soon as they left the crowd, he held her in his arms and flew away on the street.

Suddenly lifted into the air, Jiang Tingwan subconsciously closed his eyes and hugged Mu Yunzhong's waist tightly.

When he opened his eyes again, the ground beneath his feet was flat. The surroundings were so quiet that only the chirping of cicadas could be heard. Mu Yunzhong was the only one left.

He brought her to the stream outside the city. After seeing the scene clearly, Jiang Tingwan immediately loosened her arms around Mu Yunzhong and stepped back involuntarily, but bumped into a thick tree trunk.

Before she could say anything, Mu Yunzhong approached her and said, "There is no one else here now, only you and me. Did you hear what I said just now?"

Jiang Tingwan's mind had been spinning for several times. "What, what did you say? Ah, you thought I was going to leave? So this is what you thought?"

"You are wrong! I am staying here well, why would I leave?"

"So what did you mean by what you said to Lin Shuyu and the others tonight?" He approached Jiang Tingwan step by step, questioning every word she said, "What do you mean by miss this opportunity? What do you mean by the long road ahead?"

"Ah?" Jiang Tingwan leaned against the tree trunk, with no way to retreat. "The road is long, yes, the road is long..."

Mu Yunzhong's face was terribly gloomy, and he obviously didn't believe her explanation. He even spoke incoherently, "What I meant to say was to encourage them... not..."

Before she could finish her words, his fist smashed directly into the tree behind her, scaring her so much that she subconsciously closed her eyes.

His shoulders also drooped weakly at that moment, as if he had lost all his energy in an instant.

After a long while, his voice came from my ear, "Do you know that every word and every look you said tonight made me think that you were going to give up on me..."

His breath was very close, so close that Jiang Tingwan felt that she was being burned by a stream of hot air. "Why didn't you look at me? Why didn't you talk to me? Why do I feel that you acted like you were saying goodbye tonight? If I tell you that what happened in the canyon today was not done by me, will you believe me?"

He was like a child who had been wronged, unable to vent his grievances, and his voice became increasingly hoarse.

Jiang Tingwan felt a slight soreness in the tip of her nose. She raised her eyes and saw his slightly red eyes up close. What surprised her even more was that the color was shifting unconsciously.

Damn it, why did he break this window paper at this time, making her so embarrassed.

"I believe you!" She answered firmly, "Mu Yunzhong, I have always believed in you..."

She told him with a smile, her watery eyes sparkling with tenderness, embracing all his emotions.

Mu Yun was suddenly stunned, staring at her eyes blankly, as if they were two crystal clear stars that made people want to touch them.

His hand approached her face, but then stopped tremblingly, smiled in surprise, and asked cautiously: "In your eyes, how do you see me?"

Jiang Tingwan saw the caution and expectation in his eyes, but she remained silent. She pursed her lips gently and frowned. She couldn't answer this question, nor could she answer this question.

But the eyes on the other side were fixed on her. He was waiting for her, waiting patiently.

After a moment, he heard her weak voice, "Of course it's the person who is connected to my life..."

She answered his question, but his brows furrowed even more. He didn't hear the answer he wanted, but he felt that her answer was correct.

He exhaled a turbid breath from his nose, accepted the answer dejectedly, and lowered his hands.

"So, it's just like this..."

Jiang Tingwan lowered his eyes, not daring to look him in the eye, but happened to see that his right hand was dripping with bright red blood. Was this the hand he used to hit the tree just now?

"You're bleeding!" Jiang Tingwan looked at his red sleeves and became anxious when he thought of his arm where a piece of flesh had been cut off.

Mu Yun finally raised his eyes, but his throat felt sore and it was difficult for him to swallow. "It's okay."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter! What can you do with these useless skills! Can they be used as food, or can they make you stronger?"

Jiang Tingwan scolded loudly, but he just stared into her eyes, trying to find a glimmer of evidence that she was valued in this anger.

"Come back with me to apply medicine!" She still avoided his affection and pulled him to take him back to the inn.

After getting the answer, Mu Yun finally closed his eyes slightly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He endured the pain and pulled her to his side. He stepped on the flying sword that was summoned and went back to the city.

After a short flight, the two landed in front of the inn. Jiang Tingwan pulled him to go inside, but he didn't dare to pull him hard, so he could only look at his expression pretending to be fine, annoyed and asked, "Don't you take your injury seriously?"

Mu Yun didn't answer in the end, and there was a conflict in his eyes.

They looked at each other in silence, a complicated atmosphere lingering between them.

It was at this time that Lin Shuyu and others who had just returned ran into the two of them.

"Uncle Master, where did you go just now? We..." Meng Ziyuan was about to ask, but was interrupted by Lin Shuyu, who understood what he was saying and touched his shoulder.

"Uncle Master, we are a little tired, so we will go back to the room to rest first. Please don't mind." Lin Shuyu said as he dragged Meng Ziyuan back to the room. He also put his other hand on Mo Shaoyang's shoulder and dragged him back to the room together.

"Junior Brother Mu doesn't look well..." Mo Shaoyu, who was falling behind, saw that Mu Yunzhong's face was pale, and was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Junior Brother Mu, Uncle Master will take care of him!" He then pulled Mo Shaoyu upstairs and gave Jiang Tingwan a brilliant smile, "Uncle Master, if you need anything, just tell us."

"No..." Mo Shaoyang was about to say something else, but Lin Shuyu covered his mouth again.

"Three brothers, you are tired."

"We are fine..."

“You are not good!!”

"But……"

"No buts!"

"Brother Lin, what happened to you today?"

"Don't ask anymore. Knowing too much won't do you any good!"

"..."

It's really difficult to cover three mouths with two hands and pull people away.

But he is the eldest brother after all. At a time like this, he would save as many people as he can.