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

The demon palace.

Because of the last power leakage, Liuliu woke up but the system is still under maintenance.

Now it only has the function of chatting, and it can't help much in finding evil cultivators.

Therefore, after Sui Ning returned from the Demon Clan yesterday, he immediately ordered the demon clan members to set up checkpoints and strictly check all suspicious persons, just like Yan Yan.

But there is still no news.

After dealing with the trivial affairs of the demon clan, Sui Ning stretched.

Only then did she realize that Duan Xiu Ran, who usually liked to stick to her, had not shown up the entire day.

Logically speaking, since the evil spirit was expelled in the Demon Purification Pool yesterday, there should be nothing wrong now.

Just as he was about to get up and see what was going on, a demon slave hurried into the hall to report.

"Your Excellency, a demon cultivator at the Golden Core Realm said he had something important to discuss with you, but he fainted before he could finish his words."

"The man is outside the temple. Do you need me to carry him in?"

Demon cultivator?

Someone from the demon clan?

Sui Ning was confused, but nodded anyway.

After a while, the demon slaves came in carrying the person on a stretcher.

When Sui Ning got closer, she realized it was an old acquaintance she had just met yesterday, Yan Yan!

Yan Yan on the stretcher had fallen into a coma at this moment, but he didn't know what had happened and was beaten all over his body and his face was pale.

The dark green robe was also stained with blood and mud, making it extremely dirty.

What's even more bizarre is that the demonic energy fluctuations on his body are only at the Golden Core Realm!

If it weren't for that familiar face, she really wouldn't have believed that this would be the arrogant Demon Lord in the Demon Palace yesterday.

Looking at this incredible scene, Sui Ning remembered the evil cultivator who killed Liu Tingfeng and escaped yesterday.

Realizing that the matter was not simple, she quickly mobilized the demonic power in her body to treat Yan Yan on the spot.

It was only during the process that she discovered that Yan Yan's injuries were far more serious than she had imagined.

Not only did he suffer a lot of external injuries, he also suffered severe internal injuries and two broken ribs.

Apart from that evil cultivator, there is probably no one else in the entire cultivation world who can injure the dignified Demon Lord to such an extent.

Sui Ning had Yan Yan moved to the guest bed and gave him some top-quality healing medicine to help him recover faster.

Afterwards, she also sat in the room, waiting for Yan Yan to wake up.

Her intuition told her that what Yan Yan said after waking up must be very important.

After a stick of incense.

A violent coughing sound was heard, and Yan Yan woke up from his coma.

Only when he saw Sui Ning in front of him and then saw the demon palace that he had remembered did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sui Ning...hiss~!"

He was about to say something, but because of his excitement, he accidentally pulled the wound on his body, and his face, which had finally regained some color, turned even paler.

"No rush." ​​Sui Ning poured Yan Yan a glass of water to moisten his throat. "Tell me slowly, what happened?"

Seeing Sui Ning's calm appearance, Yan Yan's originally anxious heart inexplicably calmed down.

"Last night I saw the evil cultivator you were talking about. I'm sure you've guessed that he's the cause of my current condition."

Sui Ning listened, feeling confused.

"That evil cultivator may have some abilities, but you are also a mid-stage Refining Ruins Realm expert. How could he succeed so easily?"

Hearing this, Yan Yan suddenly felt embarrassed, and his face, which was as pale as paper, became even paler.

He felt nauseous when he thought about how he had held the evil cultivator's hand and expressed his feelings affectionately yesterday without his knowledge.

He lowered his eyebrows, not daring to meet Sui Ning's gaze, and hesitantly said, "After you left yesterday, I was in a bad mood, so I drank a few cups alone in the hall..."

Although he escaped from the demon clan with the help of the space-tearing orb hidden in his sleeve, he lost his way because he had no extra magic power to control it.

When he landed again, he was already in the Nether Forest.

The Netherworld Forest is full of dangers. Even a master in the late Nascent Soul stage may not be safe, not to mention that his cultivation has fallen to the early Golden Core stage.

And his luck doesn't seem to be good either.

On the way out of the Nether Forest, we encountered all kinds of magical beasts, big and small.

This guy, whom he could have crushed to death with just one finger in the past, now almost took his life.

Fortunately, he still had the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm and could fly with a sword, otherwise he would have died before even seeing Sui Ning.

In the end, he still didn't tell her about the evil cultivator who turned into her.

He really couldn't afford to lose that person.

As he finished speaking, Sui Ning frowned and fell into deep thought.

Directly absorb other people's cultivation and use it for your own benefit?

I had previously thought that the evil cultivator would steal people's luck, but I didn't expect that he actually possessed such evil magic.

He absorbed most of Yan Yan's cultivation. If he continued to absorb other people's cultivation, things would become more troublesome.

By then, no one in the world of cultivation will be his match!

At this moment, Yan Yan seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "Is Duan Xiuran here with you?"

Sui Ning was confused, "What's wrong?"

Yan Yan had been focusing on the evil cultivator's strange skills, and forgot to tell Sui Ning what the evil cultivator looked like when he appeared yesterday.

Judging from the other person's appearance, if it's not the art of shape-shifting, then it can only be... possession!

Sui Ning was confused, "What's wrong?"

Then, Yan Yan told in a deep voice everything he had seen last night.

After he finished speaking, Sui Ning's eyes, which were always calm, narrowed slightly, and before Yan Yan could continue speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Side hall.

Looking at the empty room and the neatly folded bedding on the bed, Sui Ning's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Combined with Duan Xiuran's inexplicable disappearance today, she knew the worst had happened...

After thinking for a moment, she quickly made hand gestures and sent a pigeon to send a message to Ji Chen who was far away in the Wanjian Sect.

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Outside the Demon Palace.

Scarlet blood splattered on the ground, forming a river, with countless body parts and remains piled up beside it.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, so nauseating.

Looking at the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood before them, all the demon cultivators were horrified.

Everyone felt a strong fear of the man on the steps in front of the temple.

At this moment, Old Bai, who was controlling Duan Xiu Ran's body, slowly turned around, his eyes were weird and bloodthirsty, and he looked at everyone with an evil smile.

"Is there anyone else who wants to resist?"

Everyone looked alert and remained silent for a long time.

Just when Old Bai was about to lose his patience, one of the demon cultivators below him knelt down and shouted in a trembling voice, "This subordinate greets the Demon Lord!"

Where there is one there are two, and when there are two there are three.

Soon, all the demon cultivators put down their weapons and knelt at the feet of Old Bai.

They shouted in unison: "Subordinates greet the Demon Lord!"

After taming all the demon cultivators of the demon clan, Old Bai was sitting on the throne, integrating the demonic energy in his body, and his cultivation was stabilized at the late stage of the Ruins Refining Realm.

Feeling the surging power in his body, he slowly exhaled.

At this time, a demon general hurried in and bowed his head to report.

"My Lord, Ji Chen of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect of the Human Race and the Demon Lord Sui Ning, for unknown reasons, have led a large number of cultivators to gather at the border of our Demon Race!"

"They also shouted... said..."

He was trembling, hesitating and not daring to say anything more, as if he was extremely afraid of the person on the throne.

Bai Lao was dissatisfied with Ni Mou and asked nonchalantly, "What else did you say?"

The demon general closed his eyes, his palms sweating. "They also said that the Lord is an evil cultivator and demanded that the Lord go out to fight, otherwise they will march straight in... and kill you..."

Old Bai snorted lightly, and the armrests on the throne shattered with a sound, his phoenix eyes filled with ruthlessness.

"You're quite arrogant, so let's go meet them."

After saying this, the whole person turned into a ball of demonic energy and quickly headed towards the border of the demon clan.