Transmigrating into a short-lived cannon fodder, she beat the son of destiny to pieces

"A Ning, why can't you look at me?"

"My life belongs to Daxia. I will not marry or have children with anyone else. I cannot give you what you want."

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"Ningning, just say the word and I'll be a knife in your hand."

"Since I've chosen you, I've decided on you. As long as you stay with me, I'll be with you until the end of my life."

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"Ningning, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that. I will be a good boy from now on. Can you... please don't leave me..."

"Let's get engaged."

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"I'm waiting here for my sister to come back. I'll wait no matter how long it takes. Don't forget me..."

"I'm leaving now. I'm sorry..."

Duan Xiuran suddenly woke up from his sleep.

At this moment, that handsome and picturesque face no longer had the coldness and calmness of the past. His dark brows were furrowed, as if he had encountered some difficulties.

He rubbed his brows and sat up, only to find that he was sweating all over.

Part of his black hair was tied up high, and it was wet and stuck to his neck, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Duan Xiuran looked up and saw a crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, and the surroundings were silent.

A few days ago, he and his fellow disciples entered a secret realm for training under the orders of their master.

After a tiring day, most of them fell asleep, leaving only a few people still on guard.

He casually performed a dust-repelling technique, and the sticky feeling on his body disappeared.

But after waking up from the dream, Duan Xiu Ran couldn't fall asleep again.

He leaned against a big tree with his sword in his arms, his eyes blank, lost in thought.

This was the nth time he had had this dream, and he couldn't remember it clearly.

Ever since he entered the Nascent Soul stage, for some reason, he kept having the same dream over and over again.

dreaming.

Sometimes he was an emperor, sometimes a general, and sometimes a businessman.

The protagonist in the dream is a woman.

Although she had a different face each time she appeared, he knew that they were the same person.

No matter how their identities in the dream changed, she and he were always husband and wife.

He could feel that the 'him' in the dream seemed to be deeply in love with his wife.

Duan Xiu Ran didn't know why he kept having such dreams, but all this made him feel helpless and confused.

Those dreams bothered him and he didn't like them.

But dreams are uncontrollable.

If it is true as Master said, those are his 'memories of past lives'.

What happened in the past is over, why does it appear again in this life?

They shouldn't be there.

No matter what he was like in the past, he is now a ruthless swordsman.

From the moment he embarked on the path of cultivation, he had decided to seal his heart and love and cut off all emotions and desires in this life.

He knew very well what he wanted, and he would never abandon his path of cultivation!

Under the night sky, Duan Xiuran's eyes were like clear ponds, with a cold air between his brows. He looked at the sword in his hand with a determined expression.

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At this time on the other side of the secret realm.

Sui Ning had just finished absorbing the natural treasures when he witnessed the entire process of the Son of Fortune on the other side of the lake breaking through his realm and pretending to be awesome.

"Liuliu, why is his life so tough?" Sui Ning muttered unhappily.

This time it is the world of cultivating immortals.

The good news is that the original owner was a powerful demon supreme; the bad news is that the original owner was a stepping stone for the son of destiny.

All the demonic power that he had cultivated with great effort was finally acquired by the Son of Destiny!

Just like writing in a storybook, the son of luck, Liu Tingfeng, is a useless person with mixed spiritual roots. He has suffered all kinds of injustice and humiliation since childhood.

But he is lucky.

While out gaining experience, he picked up a very strange ring and was accidentally bound to the white-bearded old man in the ring.

The white-bearded old man claimed that he was a powerful being in the world and could help him improve his cultivation and become a strong man in the world.

The only way is to gain the favor of others.

The more favorability Liu Tingfeng gains from others, the more it can be fed back into his own cultivation.

But to say that it is to gain favorability is actually to plunder other people's luck.

The stronger a person is, the stronger his luck is.

The original owner was a demon lord with great strength. He had no other hobbies except love of beautiful women.

One time when she went out, she was fascinated by Liu Tingfeng's beauty, and from then on she became Liu Tingfeng's luck supporter, so that her realm plummeted later.

By the time she noticed something was wrong, it was too late. Liu Tingfeng had seized the luck of too many people, and she was no match for him anymore.

Finally, when he was looking for Liu Tingfeng to settle the score, he was slapped into a bloody mist by the other party!

Therefore, in this small world, the original owner hoped that Sui Ning could avenge her, kill Liu Tingfeng, and practice hard to become the strongest person in the world.

Knowing that Liu Tingfeng would come to the secret realm for training, Sui Ning had been waiting for him early on and set up many death traps on the path that Liu Tingfeng had to pass.

The result was the same as before, Liu Tingfeng was protected by the Heavenly Dao and could not be killed.

The same person who felt the same emotion was Old Bai in Liu Tingfeng's body.

"Don't be too happy too soon. You wasted too much time fighting those monsters before. Now there are only a few days left before the secret realm closes."

So many days passed before he finally broke through the Jindan realm.

This kid's strength is still too weak after all.

Upon hearing this, Liu Tingfeng put away the happy expression on his face and said, "Master, your teaching is correct. I will practice hard."

Bai Lao nodded.

"It's almost dawn, so pack up and head west. I feel like there might be a great opportunity there."

Liu Tingfeng's eyes lit up and he continued on his way without stopping.

Because Liuliu was there, Sui Ning could hear the conversation between the master and the disciple clearly.

She and Liuliu went ahead of Liu Tingfeng to explore the situation ahead.

Sure enough, not long after they walked out, they found a cave.

The temperature in the cave was very low, the ground was damp and cold, and a row of black bats were clinging to the cave wall, staring blankly at Sui Ning.

As the cold wind blew, rustling sounds could be heard from inside from time to time, which seemed very strange.

After walking a little further in, Sui Ning's nose twitched and she soon smelled a sweet floral scent.

After turning the corner, a small pond suddenly appeared in front of us, with a thousand-year-old golden lotus in full bloom in the pond!

Heaven is really generous to Liu Tingfeng.

Not only did Liu Tingfeng have no danger along the way, but wherever he went, he found rare treasures.

She followed with a low breath.

If she hadn't grabbed some from time to time, Liu Tingfeng would have been full by now.

Seeing this, Sui Ning did not immediately go forward to pick the golden lotus, but calmly took out his weapon.

Just as she took a step forward, a dark shadow pounced towards her with great swiftness.

Sui Ning dodged and the place where she had just stood suddenly became concave.

A thick black python raised its head and stuck out its tongue towards Sui Ning, its turquoise vertical pupils staring at her dangerously.

It is a black python in the late Jindan realm.

Sure enough, this golden lotus was prepared for Liu Tingfeng, even his realm was taken into consideration.

At this time, Sui Ning had already inherited the original owner's demonic power, and she did not take a black python in the Jindan realm seriously.

With just one move, the black python was unable to move under her demonic attack.

But when she wanted to reach out and pick the golden lotus, she felt the restriction.

Liu Liu started to curse, "What the hell! This lousy flower can't possibly recognize people? Does it have to be picked by Liu Tingfeng?!"

Sui Ning narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "Humph, I won't believe this today!"

After saying that, Sui Ning mobilized all the demonic power in his body, trying to break through the restriction by force.

For a moment, the demonic power in the cave began to rise and the ground began to shake.

After a long time, the sweat on Sui Ning's forehead wet her hair, and the restriction suddenly broke.

Just as the golden lotus was picked, hurried footsteps were heard behind him, and Liu Tingfeng's familiar voice sounded.

"Ten thousand years of golden lotus flowers!"