Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 125: Change of Status

The room was cleaned up, but the people inside had dark faces and did not speak. There seemed to be suppressed anger in their eyes that was about to burst out.

The cold phoenix eyes stared directly at Jiang Tingwan at the door, frightening her so much that she trembled all over. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and run, but her stiff legs would not obey her, and she could neither move forward nor retreat.

"What a coincidence!" She showed her big white teeth and smiled awkwardly, trying her best to make herself look more likable.

Now, there was no longer the suppression of the master-disciple relationship between her and Mu Yunzhong, nor the restraint of their cultivation levels. She must not die because of such a ridiculous reason as which leg stepped into the house first.

"Are you...waiting for me?" She forced herself to laugh, although she was already crying in her heart.

Looking at her expression and listening to her nonchalant tone, the hand on the table unconsciously clenched into a fist, making a creaking sound.

Does this woman know her current situation? Just now, someone left the room.

That person told him that Jiang Tingwan was now a useless person, and it was a good time to get rid of her and destroy the Sanyuan Sect.

In just a moment, she was exposed in front of Qinglan.

"Do you think your life is not long enough?" His voice was low and hoarse, and there was an extremely contradictory coldness in his eyes.

Jiang Tingwan was bewildered and didn't dare to reply. Not only did her status plummet the moment she was exposed, but now she couldn't even be called a master?

Although he was angry, Jiang Tingwan still heard the word "safety" and asked him bravely.

"I, actually, don't quite understand what you mean."

"You know so much, but didn't you think about who you just met?" he said with a serious face.

"Qinglan? She came to see you? Do you know that she knows?" Jiang Tingwan took two steps forward nervously as if he was speaking a tongue twister.

Mu Yun finally raised his head to look at her, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Since you recognized her, why do you still dare to stay outside? Do you think she won't kill you?" He tilted his head slightly, observing her reaction. Is it safer outside than being with him?

Jiang Tingwan was stunned for a moment, but heard something else from his words, and sat directly next to him, and confirmed with surprise: "Are you worried about me?"

Realizing that he had been exposed, Mu Yunzhong's eyes unexpectedly flashed, and he withdrew his gaze and denied it, "I just haven't figured out how to let you die yet?"

After he met Qinglan, he could still react like this. Jiang Tingwan suddenly felt relieved. Although he didn't necessarily believe what he said, he definitely didn't believe Qinglan.

This means that he has begun to accept his own background.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to calm down, and also for the day when you make up your mind." She unconsciously put her hand on Mu Yunzhong's arm and smiled beautifully and gently.

He looked at the hand on his arm in surprise, and then looked at its owner. It was because of this look that Jiang Tingwan withdrew his hand belatedly. The moment of separation made him feel a little lost in his heart.

He clenched his fist again, and when he loosened it, he waved his right hand. A bowl of soup with a lid appeared directly on the table in front of the two of them, and the hot smell slowly wafted out from the gap on the edge.

Jiang Tingwan looked at him unexpectedly, but his nose moved sensitively, "Is this the smell of pork ribs and lotus roots?"

Jiang Tingwan was a little surprised and surprised.

"What? Have you forgotten the agreement of one meal a day?" Mu Yun finally withdrew his hand and looked at her with scrutiny.

Jiang Tingwan blinked in surprise and quickly waved his hands, "No, no! How could I forget? I just didn't expect that after you left today, you went to... make soup..."

After Jiang Tingwan said this, he also found it unbelievable. Under such circumstances, he actually still remembered this matter and was still thinking about the fact that he was hungry?

Ah……

At that moment, Jiang Tingwan didn't know what he felt, he smiled with a look of joy or sorrow.

Mu Yun finally looked at her, was silent for a moment, tilted his head slightly, and cast his gaze on the soup on the table, motioning to Jiang Tingwan.

Jiang Tingwan understood the hint and obediently took the bowl to serve the food, with a positive attitude and quick movements to show his sincerity.

She reached out and opened the lid. What she smelled was consistent with what she found: a lotus root and pork ribs soup. The pink and white tender lotus root was paired with the fresh and fragrant pork ribs, and a few emerald green chopped green onions. It was full of fragrance and made her salivate.

Seeing the lotus root segments inside, she suddenly remembered the dream in Pingxia City, and naturally thought of where the lotus root came from.

Her eyes sank slightly, and she picked up the spoon and scooped herself a bowl of soup.

The warm soup takes a sip, bringing with it the aroma of pork ribs and the fresh fragrance of lotus root, which is harmonious and delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

After a while, the bowl of soup was finished. Jiang Tingwan let out a "sigh" and looked satisfied.

The only regret was that she had just eaten a lot at the Cyclamen, and her stomach had no room for the two hard goods, lotus root and pork ribs. If she hadn't taken a walk before coming back to help digest some of the food, she would definitely not have been able to drink this soup.

"What? Are you full so soon?"

He seemed to say this on purpose, and succeeded in making Jiang Tingwan's breathing pause for a beat, not daring to breathe.

Mu Yun finally snorted a laugh, and then his eyes darkened when he thought of another possibility, "Or were those words you said before praising my craft just an act? Now that your identity has been exposed, you can't even act anymore."

Jiang Tingwan quickly shook his head, feeling wronged. "I swear to God, what I said was from the bottom of my heart. There is absolutely no falsehood in my words."

She held up three fingers and said seriously, afraid that he would not believe her.

But Mu Yun said nothing in the end. He just stared at her quietly, as if he was thinking about something.

"I just want to drink some soup to moisten my stomach. The ribs are meaty and the lotus root is white and tempting. I wish I could eat this every day..."

In order to prove himself, Jiang Tingwan pretended to be a hungry wolf pouncing on his food and served himself another bowl, this time with lotus root and meat.

She forced a bright but difficult smile, took a big bite in front of Mu Yunzhong, and made sounds of praise while chewing.

“Hmm~~~” Look how delicious I am eating.

Although she was already very full, this living devil was sitting opposite her, staring at her intently, so she had to eat even if she couldn't eat anymore.

It’s because she treated that meal at Xiankeliao as her last and ate too much. She didn’t expect there would be this hurdle when she returned.

It turns out that Jiang Tingwan will not only starve to death one day, but also die of gluttony one day. While gluttony, she has to pretend to be strong and give people a wry smile.

Seeing her difficult appearance, his originally inky eyes gradually showed some tiny light, which flashed slightly and made him smile involuntarily. He tapped the table with his hand a few times, took the bowl from her hand and put it aside.

He didn't even look at it, and said casually, "Since you're full, it would be a waste to eat more."

He just waved his hand casually again, and the things on the table disappeared before his eyes.

Jiang Tingwan looked up at him in confusion. Did he mean that he knew she had already eaten?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Tingwan suddenly felt inexplicably guilty, as if he had been caught cheating.

Although the food in her stomach had reached her throat, she swallowed the food in her mouth in order not to waste anything.

She pursed her lips without daring to say anything, waiting for Mu Yunzhong's next "determination".

"Next, let's talk about what you are doing here."

He adjusted his clothes absentmindedly and did not look up at her until he had said the last word.