The boss always wants me to die [Quick Transmigration]

Mr. Yu teleported over and touched Chen Wenyao's muscles and bones all over. Chen Wenyao couldn't resist, so he could only let him let go in the end with satisfaction. He could clearly see that the other party's eyes were shining when he looked at him. My son! Hahaha! Another Demon Lord is about to be born!"

Chen Wenyao:? ? ?

Is body heat worth the joy?

Mr. Yu took a deep look at Chen Wenyao: "Follow me!"

Chen Wenyao didn't understand, so he had to follow behind him. Mr. Yu led him to a light green pool, and ordered: "Qingyuan, go down."

Chen Wenyao had no choice but to jump down, and after he got down, a gust of cold air rushed towards his body along with the water waves. At this time, the heat wave in his body suddenly became stronger, and Chen Wenyao who was in it could only feel the alternation of hot and cold, which was unspeakably miserable. , Mr. Pianshengyu was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Haha, well, it really is a natural devil's physique!" Mr. Yu looked at Chen Wenyao as if he was looking at some priceless treasure, "My son, if you don't do anything, just stay here for three years, and you will be able to reach the stage of transformation. "

Chen Wenyao: "..."

three years?I can afford to wait for Master but I can't afford to wait! ! !

"I don't want to!" Chen Wenyao's expression turned cold when he heard these words at a time when he was in extreme pain.

"Why?!" Mr. Yu looked at him very strangely, "You are not willing to practice such an easy way?!"

Chen Wenyao first flew to the shore, then steamed his clothes dry, and said: "You will know how painful it is if you try it, and..." He sneered, and said in a very contemptuous tone, "Three years ? Do you think that if I don’t soak in this pool of water, I won’t be able to ascend to the stage of transforming gods within three years?”

Mr. Yu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, and patted Chen Wenyao on the shoulder: "It is I who underestimated you, my son's talent is really against the sky!"

Chen Wenyao smiled, greeted Mr. Yu, and returned to his room.

When it was dark, Chen Wenyao spread his consciousness out, and was noticed by Mr. Yu during the period, but after finding out that it was Chen Wenyao, he ignored him. Chen Wenyao covered half of the magic palace with his consciousness under Mr. Yu's nose .

He didn't dare to go into the depths of the magic palace. He heard from Shui Yunhuan that some late-stage monks who could not ascend to the gods lived in it all year round.

After investigating the area covered by Mr. Yu's consciousness, Chen Wenyao took his consciousness back.After changing into lighter clothes, he extinguished the candles in the room, leaving a puppet lying on the bed, and quietly slipped out through the open window.

Chen Wenyao came to the pharmacy that he had entered during the day, he opened the door of the pharmacy gently, and continued to search.

For the past two weeks, Shui Yunhuan brought a bowl of Huoshu's blood for Chen Wenyao to drink every morning, and another bowl of light green liquid for him to drink in the evening.Chen Wenyao asked him the reason, but he just said that Mr. Yu ordered it and said nothing.

Chen Wenyao didn't ask any more. After a little association, he knew that it had something to do with the Demon King's physique that Mr. Yu said. Since he didn't force himself to soak in water, he just drank a few bowls of water.He didn't refuse anyone who came, and drank it all in one gulp.

At night, when he was about to go out, a gust of hot air suddenly came from his dantian, and he was about to suppress it when a gust of cold air spread overwhelmingly from Tian Ling Gai.

Chen Wenyao couldn't hold back for a while, and fell to the ground with a loud roar and rolled over.

"Stupid 9! Stupid... 9..." Chen Wenyao didn't forget to call 9527 in his mind when he was weak.

"Ah—what's wrong with you!" 9527 exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute, I'll shut down your pain nerves right away!"

Two seconds later, Chen Wenyao got up from the ground feebly, and weakly told 2 about the two bowls of medicine.

9527: "... Well, I just showed you that the medicine is not harmful to your body. The reason why you are in unbearable pain is because it is changing your physique. Although the method is a bit extreme, it is very fast. Fast, and it is precisely because of this that the pain will be thousands of times higher than the normal state."

Chen Wenyao grasped the corner of the table tightly with lingering fear: "Stupid 9, help me keep the pain nerve off during this time."

9527: "I can do this, but if you can't feel the pain, maybe..."

Chen Wenyao interrupted: "I'm not a mortal, I won't get sick, there is no such possibility as you said! By the way, how is my master?"

9527: "Zhao Yixian? He is still in a coma. The Qiyun faction has already discovered that you are missing. Your senior brother Sangshui is looking for you everywhere."

"En." Chen Wenyao held his forehead, it was time to go back.

He suppressed the plan to go out to find Mr. Yu to settle accounts. According to his pain just now, it is strange to be able to go out to find someone!

After thinking about it, he still left a puppet rolling on the ground, and went to the pharmacy to find medicine.

After a night of fruitless, Chen Wenyao had just returned to the room, and before he could go out, Mr. Yu came over by himself.

Chen Wenyao put away the puppet, jumped onto the bed, covered the quilt, and suppressed a pale face by the way.

As soon as Mr. Yu opened the door, he saw Chen Wenyao was sweating profusely and weak. Facing his son's almost hostile eyes, he was not only not embarrassed, but was amazed: "I knew you must have heard this test! "

Chen Wenyao: "..."

Chen Wenyao: "What did you drink for me?"

"You should have guessed it, it's a good thing that can improve your physique." The more Yu Jun saw this son, the more satisfied he was, he sat down beside Chen Wenyao's bed, reached out and touched his forehead, "My son, wait You get through this, and I'm okay with what you want to do."

You can do whatever you want! ! ! !

Chen Wenyao was attracted by this sentence, but he pretended to be disdainful: "I want to go back to the Qiyun faction, do you agree?!"

Mr. Yu's eyes lit up: "So my son wants to be an undercover agent!" He tucked Chen Wenyao up, "I told you, you can go anywhere you want."

For the next half month, Chen Wenyao pretended to be weak in bed during the day, and secretly lurked in the pharmacy at night to steal things.

Everything went well, the only thing that didn't go well was that Chen Wenyao got nothing except the life-threatening pills that he brought out on the first day.

Seeing that he searched the pharmacy at least three times, but found some irrelevant medicines, Chen Wenyao couldn't help feeling a little desperate. On the last night, he took out the wooden box, gritted his teeth, and took out the life-and-death pills.

Since there is an antidote, what are you afraid of? It is better to let yourself try the medicine for Master.

Thinking so in his heart, Chen Wenyao threw all the pills into his mouth.

With a bitter taste in his mouth, Chen Wenyao sat on the bed, waiting for the onset of toxicity.