Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 209 The Fact That Cannot Be Ignored

Jiang Tingwan didn't know when he fell asleep last night, but when he opened his eyes, Mu Yunzhong was gone. The whole room also changed from darkness to light.

She woke up earlier this day than the day before. She thought it was because her health had improved and she no longer needed sleep to repair the damage to her body.

But at the moment when his mind cleared up, Jiang Tingwan immediately patted his forehead, as if blaming himself. They were just chatting, and how could he fall asleep before he even talked for a few words? And he slept in the same bed with Mu Yunzhong!

When she thought of this, she sat up again and quickly checked her clothes. Her clothes were neat, her belt was not untied, and they were intact. Fortunately, she did not act impulsively.

He touched his hair again, and wanted to find a mirror to see if it was messy.

But as soon as she moved to the bed, she was startled by the bare side under her feet and she screamed, "Where are my shoes?"

She got out of bed and searched the house for a long time, but couldn't find the pair of shoes that were lost and found. Finally, she could confirm that her shoes were completely gone.

But when Mu Yun finally came back from the competition, he brought back a pair of new shoes.

It was not until then that she realized that he was not competing with the shoes, but with Shen Zhui.

For some reason, Jiang Tingwan, who was originally a little depressed, actually found Mu Yunzhong funny when he saw him like this, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Mu Yun finally raised his eyes to look at her, without saying anything, but he looked obviously guilty.

Jiang Tingwan didn't expose her, but tried on the new shoes and walked a few steps in the room.

"That's great. It feels different with shoes on. If there wasn't a barrier in this room, I would have thought I was trapped without shoes."

She said this teasingly, and Mu Yun finally understood the hidden meaning of her words. He poured himself a cup of tea uncomfortably and drank it.

Jiang Tingwan sat down and looked at him with a pair of blinking eyes. "By the way, you came back late today, right? Was it because of these shoes?"

"Of course not." He retorted subconsciously, but the expression on his face seemed unconvincing, so he talked about what happened in today's trial meeting.

"Today I encountered two powerful opponents, both of whom were in the middle stage of the transformation realm, which delayed me a bit."

It was the first time that Jiang Tingwan heard him mention the trial situation on his own initiative. He also became interested. "Middle stage of the transformation realm? If I'm not mistaken, the young generation with such strength should be from the three sects, right?"

Mu Yunzhong was not surprised that she could guess this result, and replied: "Yes. It is a disciple of Jiuxiao Xian Pavilion."

"Two disciples in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm lost to you. I guess the three sects have noticed you. You must be more careful in tomorrow's competition."

Jiang Tingwan's tone was a little heavy, and Mu Yun finally raised his eyes, "You think this is caring about me?"

Jiang Tingwan met his eyes, smiled, and said calmly, "It's not counted, it's true."

Mu Yun finally avoided her gaze and said, "I didn't give my all in the two competitions."

His words were in response to Jiang Tingwan's concerns.

But Jiang Tingwan shook his head.

"The Wutong Spiritual Tree in Wenhe Academy not only possesses a powerful spatial force, but also has its own spiritual consciousness. This is why every trial conference is held in the Wutong Spiritual Realm three days before the competition, because it also serves to test whether anyone in the hundreds of immortal sects has practiced evil magic in the past hundred years. After three consecutive days of high-intensity competition, most people's spiritual power reached its limit on the last day. Therefore, as long as someone uses evil magic for the sake of winning or losing, it will be detected by it."

In the original plot, Mu Yun never participated in the trial conference and never entered the Wutong Spiritual Realm, so naturally he did not have this worry.

But now he is actually fighting with others in the Wutong Spirit Realm, and with the second person appearing in his body, if something unexpected happens, the secret of the Wuchen Pearl may be discovered.

When Jiang Tingwan thought of this, her expression became serious. Although she always said that she believed Mu Yun would eventually make the right choice, she had to admit that there was an element of gambling involved. Before that, she would need a lot of time.

Because now there is a fact that cannot be ignored, that is, the number above Mu Yunzhong's head is still at a high value of over 900 points.

She had clearly sensed the changes in Mu Yunzhong over the past few days, but the number was still frighteningly high.

After the reset, Jiang Tingwan clearly felt a difference in the change of this number.

She was not sure how exactly it was different, but she gradually felt that this number might measure more than just Mu Yunzhong.

She was thinking seriously for a moment, but she didn't notice that Mu Yunzhong's expression had also turned into one of scrutiny.

"You seem to know a lot about the Trial Conference?"

Hearing his voice, Jiang Tingwan came back to his senses and responded, "I said this is the memory in Bai Wangshu's mind, do you believe it?"

Jiang Tingwan looked at him and smiled awkwardly.

"Has Bai Wangshu never participated in the Trial Conference?"

"But he is an elder of a sect. You can't think that your master does nothing but go crazy." Jiang Tingwan defended Bai Wangshu. Although the facts seemed to be like this, she could only say so until she was beaten to death.

Mu Yun finally looked away, as if he accepted the explanation, but also as if he didn't want to recall too much about Bai Wangshu.

After Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, he sighed and changed the subject.

"Alas, speaking of this trial conference, it is at least a grand event held once every hundred years in the world of immortal cultivation. I have come to Qinghuai City, but I cannot witness it with my own eyes. I can only rely on other people's memories. What a pity, what a shame..."

She seemed to be sighing or complaining. After saying this, she lay down on the table and sighed, but her eyes kept glancing at Mu Yunzhong's reaction from time to time.

Seeing that Mu Yun didn't show any disgust, he turned his head from the table towards him and said pitifully, "How about you let me out and let me see what's going on?"

Mu Yun finally looked at the person in front of him, and there was unexpectedly some emotion in his eyes. Her advancing too far was the result of his step-by-step retreat.

He had only been with her for a few days, but he seemed like a different person. If she had not mentioned Bai Wangshu's name just now, he would not have realized that when he faced the same face these days, he had never thought of her and the days he was tortured by her.

Even the past few days have become colorful.

"Want to go out?"

Mu Yun finally looked at her, his eyes had become a little gentler.

Jiang Tingwan immediately perked up and nodded rapidly.

"Then think about it."

???

Jiang Tingwan's expression changed drastically: Are you kidding me?

At the same time, Mu Yunzhong's expression suddenly changed. The door that was originally closed suddenly opened, and Lin Shuyu suddenly fell in from outside the door.

He seemed to have used all his strength in that movement, but it was like he had hit a ball of cotton, and he lost weight and rolled over.

"Ouch!"