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

"A holy pill is rarely seen in a century. It was refined with great effort during the heyday of my master's power. Now, only this one remains."

Then a porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in Liu Tingfeng's hand, and inside it was the holy pill that Old Bai had mentioned.

Looking at the brown pill lying in the palm of his hand, Liu Tingfeng felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

For some reason, at this moment he suddenly remembered that when Duan Xiu Ran was brutally killing him in the Nether Forest, Bai Lao suddenly lost contact.

Although Mr. Bai explained it to him later.

Because the two of them felt the same pain when they signed the contract, Mr. Bai couldn't stand the torture and fainted beforehand.

But there was still a thorn in his heart.

Seeing that Liu Tingfeng had not taken any action, Old Bai's eyes turned cold, and there was no warmth in his eyes as he looked at him.

"Tingfeng, what are you hesitating about? If you weren't in trouble, I wouldn't want to give you this holy item."

Liu Tingfeng was confused and hesitant. He asked again, "Master, is there really no side effect after taking this medicine?"

Old Bai frowned, thinking to himself that he was being cautious.

There was a hint of anger in his tone as he spoke, "What do you mean? Are you doubting that your master would deceive you?"

Liu Tingfeng subconsciously began to explain: "Master, it's not true... I..."

But after he said that, he paused again.

Because Old Bai didn't really accuse him wrongly. In the moment just now, he really doubted Old Bai's intentions.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai pretended to sigh deeply, and his cold voice began to soften.

"I'm glad you're so cautious as a teacher. I also understand that you've been traumatized by Duan Xiuran."

"But you and I signed a contract long ago. Under the contract, we share the same fate. Could it be that I, the master, would joke with my own life?"

The disappointed and lonely voice made Liu Tingfeng start to feel annoyed.

It is just as what Bai Lao said, the two of them share the same fortune and misfortune. Even if Bai Lao wants to harm him, he will never joke with his own life.

Old Bai took out the pill, thinking that there was no other way.

After figuring it out, Liu Tingfeng quickly apologized: "Master, I'm sorry. I was obsessed with you just now. Since I doubted you, I deserve to die!"

These are extraordinary times, and we are surrounded by enemies.

Only Old Bai can help him. If he really pushes Old Bai into a corner, it will be of no benefit to him.

After his vigilance was lowered, Bai Lao began to persuade him patiently: "Master does not blame you, but time waits for no one. The most urgent thing is to get out of this devil's palace as soon as possible."

Liu Tingfeng thought about it and it made sense.

Fearing that Sui Ning and Duan Xiu Ran would arrive, he did not hesitate this time and swallowed the pill with his head tilted back.

Just a cup of tea after taking the pill, Liu Tingfeng felt as if there was a fire burning in his dantian.

His whole body became hot, his blood rushed, and the spiritual energy in his body began to become agitated and chaotic.

But the uneasiness that he had just suppressed in his heart now surfaced again.

"Master, this...what's going on..."

At this moment, Old Bai, who was in his body, felt the power of luck in his body with sinister and cold eyes, and his wrinkled face was full of excitement.

Facing Liu Tingfeng's question, he said calmly, "This is just a sign that the elixir is taking effect. Just be patient and wait for a while."

But this is not the case.

But in a moment, Liu Tingfeng felt the burning sensation on his body becoming more and more intense, as if he was burned by fire, and it was so hot that he could not bear it.

A cry of pain.

He felt as if swords were sweeping through the meridians in his body, and the pain was no less than the torture Duan Xiuran had inflicted on him.

Soon, Liu Tingfeng couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, "Master... Master, it hurts so much... I don't want to improve my cultivation, please save me!"

The plan succeeded, and Old Bai changed his previous image of a kind teacher and smiled sinisterly.

"Don't worry, my good disciple. Once I have absorbed all the cultivation and luck within you, you will naturally be free."

Although most of Liu Tingfeng's luck power was consumed by his previous injury, it was better than nothing.

This was enough for him to find a new host.

"Wha...what?!"

Liu Tingfeng spoke with difficulty: "You...you didn't make a contract with me...how could this happen?"

Having said that, he suddenly remembered the pill that Old Bai had just given him.

That is not a pill to improve your cultivation at all!

Thinking of this, Liu Tingfeng immediately felt that his dantian was withering and the spiritual power in his body was rapidly disappearing.

Not only that, his young body is also aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, he even had difficulty breathing.

"Why... why?"

The contract was successfully terminated, and Bai Lao left Liu Tingfeng's body as he wished. He snorted softly, "Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, just blame yourself for being so useless."

Liu Tingfeng was the host container he had chosen long ago.

According to the original plan, he wanted to use the method of taking away other people's luck to make Liu Tingfeng the strongest person in the world of cultivation.

Then, by using the power of the contract a little bit, you can directly take over the body.

By then he will be able to command the entire cultivation world.

It's a pity that he missed a move by one step and encountered the variable of Demon Lord in the middle of the game...

Thinking of Sui Ning and Duan Xiu Ran, Bai Lao's eyes became more sinister and cold, and his expression became slightly twisted and hideous.

At this time, Liu Tingfeng, who was lying on the ground, had already opened his eyes wide and stopped breathing.

At the same time, in the main hall of the demon clan.

Yan Yan is entertaining Sui Ning and others.

With a bitter look of self-mockery on his face, he said, "I never thought that a mere Liu Tingfeng could alarm both the Demon Lord and Sect Master Ji at the same time. This exalted being is truly filled with emotion!"

Yan Yan was not surprised that Sui Ning came in person for Liu Tingfeng.

But he did not expect that Sect Master Ji would come in person for this purpose.

In his opinion, Sui Ning was just afraid that he would not release the person, so he sought external help from Sect Master Ji.

Sui Ning and Ji Chen exchanged a glance before saying, "Demon Lord, you're too kind. This time, Sect Master Ji and I weren't here just for Liu Tingfeng."

"Oh?"

Yan Yan was aroused by a hint of interest.

Apart from Liu Tingfeng, what else could possibly involve both of them at the same time?

Ji Chen bowed and said, "To be honest with you, Demon Lord, it was this incompetent disciple of mine who accidentally went astray while practicing."

"Now I am suffering from the invasion of demonic energy every day. My cultivation has been completely destroyed. I am suffering unspeakably. I have come to the demon clan to borrow the treasure, the Demon Purification Pool."

Yan Yan was surprised and followed Ji Chen's gaze to look at Duan Xiu Ran standing beside him.

The young man was tall and slender, with red lips and white teeth, and a cold, solemn, handsome and detached look between his brows. Although he was wearing the plain attire of a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, it was difficult to conceal his elegance.

He has a good-looking face.

He withdrew his gaze and asked calmly, "I can understand that Sect Master Ji is asking to borrow the Demon Purification Pond for his beloved disciple, but what does this have to do with Demon Lord?"

Didn’t Sui Ning claim to be in love with Liu Tingfeng?

In the Nether Forest, she even seriously injured Liu Tingfeng for him. So what is her relationship with this young monk now?

Sui Ning didn't want to hide it from Yan Yan, so she said directly, "He and I are in love with each other, and I want to become his Taoist partner. I'm borrowing the Demon Purification Pool out of love."

Hearing this, Yan Yan suddenly jumped up from his seat, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

He said with a half-smile, "Is the Demon Lord confused? A few days ago, you were willing to fight a life-and-death battle with me for Liu Tingfeng, so why are you transferring your affections to someone else today?"

If her preferences can change at any time, then why can't that person be him!

What's so good about being a disciple of the Wanjian Sect?

"I am very clear-headed. If the Demon Lord is willing to lend me the Demon Purification Pool, all conditions can be negotiated."

Ji Chen followed closely behind, "The same goes for me."

Yan Yan's face turned as cold as ice, and his expression became very ugly. He said in a cold voice: "What if I don't want to? What does the Demon Lord plan to do?"