Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Chapter 162 The Chosen One

The freezing cold wind and snow hit her body, and Jiang Tingwan felt that she was about to lose consciousness. It was a kind of numbness caused by frostbite. Her eyes were blurred and her steps were difficult, as if she was walking through an icy night. The biting wind and snow blew on her face, and the biting cold penetrated her bones through her sleeves, but she couldn't stop.

After finally passing through the storm and walking into the center of the storm, the wind in the center had weakened a lot, so Jiang Tingwan no longer had to spend energy on moving forward.

Bai Wangshu curled up in the wind and snow, cold and thin, like a frozen ice sculpture, as if he would be swallowed by the ice and snow at any time.

Jiang Tingwan's brows were twisted together.

She put her hands on her hips, laughed helplessly, looked around, and became speechless.

Who could understand? She just wrote an article and never thought of causing any suffering or pain to anyone.

Damn, if only I were heartless.

So, after sighing heavily, Jiang Tingwan looked at Bai Wangshu lying on the ground and said, "Just consider it as something I owe you two, master and disciple!"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Tingwan knelt on the ground and used all her strength to embrace Bai Wangshu in her arms. This hug was like hugging a lump of ice, and her teeth were so cold that they started to chatter.

Her body shape was no different from Bai Wangshu's. She did not completely hold Bai Wangshu in her arms, but she blocked most of the wind and snow for her.

She rubbed Bai Wangshu's shoulders and limbs while muttering:

"Don't let anything happen to you!"

"You don't want to live, and I don't want to die either..."

"You're such a strong person, what's there to be upset about? Just because we broke up, I've tortured you like this..."

"There are many better flowers in the world, why should you love only one? Goodbye, the next one will be better..."

"Have you never thought that you have never been alone? You still have your fellow disciples, your senior brothers and sisters. Although they locked you up, they were afraid that you would do something stupid. If you want to talk about caring, they are probably the only ones in the world... Over the years, when you wanted to vent your anger, they indulged you and never said a word to you..."

"I really don't know how to comfort people... How about I tell you a story... Or sing a song..." Jiang Tingwan's voice trembled and the volume gradually weakened... She didn't even know what she was saying. Frost hung on her eyelashes and a smooth blanket of snow was attached to her back. In the end, she and Bai Wangshu became the same ice sculpture.

The chattering voice was finally drowned out by the wind and snow.

After a long time, Bai Wangshu, who was originally asleep, slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were dull, as if they had been soaked in stagnant water for a long time. When she woke up, the snowstorm slowly stopped, and the frost in the air gradually melted, eventually turning into the clear sound of dripping water.

"You're awake!" A red figure walked into her sight, "It seems you don't want to die that much!"

Bai Wangshu's gaze gradually moved upwards and he could see Sui Jiu's face clearly.

It was with this movement that she felt the weight on her back.

If Jiang Tingwan was holding her before, now he was carrying her on his back.

She stood up easily, letting Jiang Tingwan behind her fall and scream.

"Oh my god... this is how you repay your savior..."

Sui Jiu's gaze also fell on Jiang Tingwan, and a look of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

"There are some things I shouldn't have said, or I don't know whether I should say them..." She hesitated, but still looked up at Bai Wangshu opposite her, "But if we continue to be in a stalemate, a month will pass in a flash, and there is also the huge variable of Wen Bumian..."

She scratched her fox head and decided to throw the pot into the pot, saying, "Jiang Tingwan saved your life, so you should save her too."

This time, Bai Wangshu did not refute, but after taking a look at Jiang Tingwan lying on the ground, his eyes softened a little.

Jiang Tingwan, who was getting up, heard Suijiu's words and exclaimed in surprise: "The sun really rises from the west, and you actually started to work?"

Sui Jiu rolled his eyes at her out of habit and snorted, "I still have something to say about helping you!"

Jiang Tingwan refused to admit defeat and asked, "Are you helping me or yourself?"

"Who are you?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Bai Wangshu asked the question again.

"I have already explained this question. I promise that if I lied to you about anything I said before, I will be struck by lightning!"

Jiang Tingwan raised three fingers and spoke sincerely with a sincere look.

Sui Jiu glanced at the three fingers that Jiang Tingwan stretched out and sighed, fortunately she did not swear in front of the adults, otherwise she would be struck by lightning.

Bai Wangshu stared at the two people opposite him, as if he had finally accepted the current situation, or perhaps he could only accept this result.

Seeing Bai Wangshu remain silent, Jiang Tingwan knew that she had given in, and quickly asked, "Our bet?..."

Before he could finish his words, Bai Wangshu interrupted him, "It's not over yet!"

Jiang Tingwan was stunned.

Bai Wangshu's eyes revealed a kind of confidence, and he continued: "The Dustless Pearl concerns the entire cultivation world. Senior Brother, he doesn't dare to make this decision!"

Jiang Tingwan was not to be outdone, "How do you know he doesn't dare?"

Bai Wangshu looked over and was inexplicably speechless.

Jiang Tingwan smiled and said, "It seems that you know your brother very well! He would never sacrifice one person to avoid an unknown catastrophe."

Bai Wangshu looked a little embarrassed, but Jiang Tingwan took advantage of the situation and continued, "Since he said that to Mu Yunzhong, he must have protected him. Bai Wangshu, admit it, you lose!"

She looked at Bai Wangshu and emphasized.

In the original plot, Mu Yunzhong's massacre of Sanyuan Sect was Mu Yunzhong's subjective inevitability. However, if according to her previous plan, after changing Mu Yunzhong's mind, as long as Mu Yunzhong drew a clear line between himself and Qinglan and Wuchen Palace, Sanyuan Sect would definitely be his shelter.

Then such a plot would inevitably become a key link in changing Mu Yun's three views, but an accident happened in the middle. She really didn't expect that her death would make the plot return to the starting point.

When she thought of this, Jiang Tingwan felt annoyed and regretful. The next time she faced such a life-and-death matter, she would definitely stay calm and never do stupid things like pretending to be strong again.

Bai Wangshu lowered her head, as if she was lost in some kind of thought. Jiang Tingwan couldn't see the expression on her face, and was afraid that she would regret it, so he said again: "Cooperate with me! Just think of it as for the Sanyuan Sect!"

Jiang Tingwan's expression was more serious than ever. If Bai Wangshu had gone crazy and didn't care so much about her own life and death, then what about the Sanyuan Sect that raised her?

There is always some rationality in this.

"For Cang Shuzi!" Jiang Tingwan added, his eyes sharp and his tone firm, "Xing Mingzi, and your junior sister Gu Qingman, who is always competing with you but is not a bad person..."

Hearing this, Bai Wangshu looked up at her, but turned and left without saying anything.

Jiang Tingwan frowned and left without finishing his words?

This again?

"Hey! Can you please say something?" She shouted towards Bai Wangshu's back.

Bai Wangshu stopped but did not turn back. He pursed his lips and said after a moment: "As long as the two of you talk less, I will reconsider how I treat Mu Yunzhong."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Tingwan thought about it doubtfully, "Are you agreeing to this?"

The overjoyed voice instantly rose an octave.

Bai Wangshu frowned and turned around, placing his index finger on his lips with a threatening look in his eyes.

Jiang Tingwan quickly closed his lips and nodded.

"And..." Bai Wangshu paused, and Jiang Tingwan waited intently for her to finish her words.

"Your singing is really terrible! I promise, the next time you sing a line, I will whip Mu Yunzhong!"

Bai Wangshu said this viciously and turned away.