After swapping bodies with the villain Mozun

Duan Ze took out the sound card, cast a layer of enchantment around himself with a wave, and then took it, "What's the matter?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the sound board, and then Xiao Wuchen's gloomy and angry voice came, "You wait."

"Ah?" Before Duan Ze could ask what was going on, the other party had already hung up.

He looked dazed, and had an inexplicable illusion that he was asked to fight when he was in school and told him not to leave after school.

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Time back to more than ten days ago.

Xiao Wuchen stood in the center of that wasteland, looking down at the fourteen magical weapons that he exchanged back on the ground.

After exchanging bodies, Duan Ze took away his ring, and now, apart from his dirty dress, only the sound transmission talisman that floated in mid-air and caused him to suffer from thunder is still there.

He didn't even have a place to store these magic weapons all over his body.

Duan Ze seemed to know the function of each magical weapon. Among the fourteen magic weapons given to him, all of them were of the healing system, and none of them were lethal. Not even a flying magic weapon was left for him. Let him carry it by himself.

The man stroked his forehead irritably, but finally touched the two gold rings still hanging on his horns, he was so angry that he tore them off and threw them on the ground to crush them.

"Duan Ze..." Xiao Wuchen grinded the name of the culprit in his mouth with hatred in his eyes, then squatted down and hugged all fourteen magic weapons.

The killing intent pervading the Demon Lord surged undisguisedly, and the surrounding creatures hid in their caves and shivered. Some of them were unintentionally frightened, and even one of them couldn't control it, and died suddenly in its own nest.

Demon energy condensed under Xiao Wuchen's feet, he took a step forward, shrunk thousands of miles, and found Mo Han's spaceship in a short time.

At that time, Mo Han and the others stood very far away in order not to be affected by the two during the duel, so they did not see the transaction between the two.

When Xiao Wuchen came back, they had just patched up the hole in the spaceship.

Seeing the demon's gloomy face and the obviously out-of-number magic weapon, the few people didn't dare to ask too much, and stood silently in a row, waiting for orders.

Mozun stuffed all the magic weapons to Mo Han who was standing at the front, and said, "Put the things back into the box and go back to the magic city."

"Yes." Everyone responded and took action.

Xiao Wuchen turned around and went to the cabin, Mo Han and the others tidied up everything inside, no difference from usual.

He went to the pool to wash his body, checked the wounds left on his body, they were not deep, and he estimated that he would recover within half a day.

After washing, Xiao Wuchen walked to the side of the round bed, stretched out his hand and pulled a small glass ball that fell on the bed frame, the inner wall of the cabin on the other side was cracked, revealing a whole row of clothes.

He picked one at random and put it on, then walked out.

During this period, Mozun's face was always stinky, and he exuded an aura of not being close to strangers, so Mo Han and the others all took a detour.

Xiao Wuchen walked to the edge of the spaceship, put his hands on the guardrail, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and frowned.

Now the entire magic city probably knows that he wore women's clothes to go out, and the remaining 60 or so magic weapons were all taken away by Duan Ze. If those old things find out, they will inevitably take his father He is blamed for everything.

Xiao Wuchen exerted a slight force on his fingers, and all the guardrails on the spaceship were broken in his hands.

The spaceship quickly brought them back to the gate of the Demon City. Xiao Wuchen was thinking all the way how to deal with the mess Duan Ze left him, but as soon as he got off the spaceship, he saw an eighth person not far away. A burly man in a yellow floral dress walked past his eyes.

Xiao Wuchen: "...?"

what the hell?

He frowned again, and a very bad premonition rose in his heart.

"What's the matter, my lord?" Mo Han retracted the spaceship, turned around to see Xiao Wuchen standing still, and shouted in doubt.

Xiao Wuchen shook his head, probably because his eyes were dazzled.

Then, on his way back to the dormitory, every ten people would have a demon soldier wearing a long skirt of various colors kneel down to him.

For the first time Xiao Wuchen looked directly at these subjects of his own.

With a low voice, he asked Mo Han who was following behind him: "Do you know why they wear such clothes?"

"Maybe... he is imitating the person he admires." Mo Han was dumbfounded after following him all the way, he thought for a while, and finally came to such a conclusion.

Demon Venerable is the highest person in their demon world, and his cultivation has reached a height that ordinary people can't reach at a young age. There must be many people who worship him.

Even if they can't understand some behaviors of the Lord, there will still be people who deliberately imitate them.

Xiao Wuchen didn't think his people would do this, not to mention whether he would be popular in the devil world, no one knew better than him.

His eyes were heavy, and when he was about to reach the bedroom, he suddenly stopped, and stood in front of a kneeling guard in a white dress. The guard trembled when he saw Xiao Wuchen's shoes, and buried his head down again. Quite a lot, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

The guards only hoped that the master would just stop casually and leave immediately.

I didn't want to hear the other party's cold voice from above my head.

"look up."

The guard's throat tightened, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the blood in his limbs seemed to be sucked away, exuding a cold air. He was terrified in his heart, and raised his head with difficulty, looking at the man with the light behind his back, who couldn't tell what kind of expression it was. Mozun.

"Who told you to wear this kind of clothes?" Xiao Wuchen looked at the person kneeling on the ground trembling, after the other party glanced at him, he hurriedly shifted his gaze, Xiao Wuchen couldn't help frowning.

There was nothing but fear in those eyes.

Everyone is afraid of him.

It seemed that only Duan Ze looked at him without any fear in his eyes.

The guard swallowed, grabbed the ground with both hands, and replied in a trembling voice: "Yes, the subordinates voluntarily wore it."

"What about you?" Xiao Wuchen turned his head and looked at another guard wearing a female skirt.

The other party pressed his head down, his voice was so trembling that he could hardly hear what he was saying, "Subordinate, so does this subordinate."

"Really?" Xiao Wuchen sneered, and looked at those two people, "I don't need unfaithful people, I will give you another chance, to be honest."

After he finished speaking, the two guards trembled even more, tears were forced out, the clothes on their backs were soaked in cold sweat, and their faces were pale and blue. It was obvious that they were extremely scared, but they just kept going. He kowtowed, but still didn't say a word.

"It's kind of interesting." Xiao Wuchen raised his eyebrows lightly, and directly condensed his consciousness into a thread to invade the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness. The two guards twitched all over. Turned up, face pained.

There were sobs involuntarily in his mouth.

This is a soul search technique. Only when the caster possesses extremely strong spiritual consciousness can he read other people's memories without their permission. If he accidentally hurts a little, the person will be useless.

The maids and guards kneeling on the other side were so frightened that tears fell down, and they gritted their teeth to try not to faint or make a sound.

Xiao Wuchen quickly glanced through the memories of the two of them. After seeing the man who asked them to change into long skirts as he wished, he withdrew his consciousness. The next moment, the two guards collapsed on the ground, not knowing what to do.

"It turns out that the family members were caught. That's understandable. They're very filial. Let them go home and take care of their families by rewarding them tomorrow." Xiao Wuchen rubbed his temples and said to Mo Han.Forcibly reading two people at once without hurting each other's sea of ​​consciousness still made him feel a little tired.

"Yes." Mo Han nodded, and looked at the two guards without any sympathy in his eyes.

After leaving the Demon City, the Demon Realm outside doesn't care about money at all. Since they can deceive the Lord for the sake of their family, they can also conceal it in other places.

Mozun would never let such a person appear in his own magic city.

Although the two of them are just the two chickens who want to make an example to others.

Xiao Wuchen raised his hand to brush away the broken hair on his face, only that person would dare to mock him in this way.

"Invite the Second Elder here." He hooked his hand, and the people behind him disappeared in an instant. After a while, a man with no shoes and socks and messy clothes was brought over struggling.

When the man saw Xiao Wuchen, he paused, broke away from those people's hands, and asked blankly: "Little nephew, are you back? Why did you call me over?"

"My lord," Xiao Wuchen glanced at the second elder, raised his finger and pointed to the bodyguard in women's clothes lying beside him, and asked the second elder: "Do you think they look good in this way?"

The second elder's expression changed when he saw the guards, he realized that he might have been spotted, he hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Xiao Wuchen with a smile, "It looks good, men can wear whatever they like."

"Really? If the second elder thinks it looks good, then Mo Han, you can go to Xiufang to get a few and give it to the second elder." The corners of Xiao Wuchen's lips raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Mo Han cupped his hands, "Yes."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared.

"This, little... my lord, is it inappropriate for my lord to do this?" The second elder raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, didn't it mean that Xiao Wuchen had traveled far away and would come back after a while?Why did it suddenly appear here? !

"I want you to decide whether it is suitable for me to do things?" Xiao Wuchen stared at the other party with cold eyes. The other party's eyebrows and eyes were two or three points similar to his, but not as amazing as Xiao Wuchen.

As the youngest brother of Xiao Wuchen's father, Xiao Miao and Xiao Wuchen are not much different in age, but they are stubborn and arrogant, relying on the support of their own clan behind them, they are the second elders, but they don't go to court all year round. After leaving the Demon City, he can do whatever he wants, anyway, Xiao Wuchen can't touch him.

But this time Xiao Wuchen didn't turn a blind eye to his behavior like usual, he seemed to be serious.

Xiao Miao's face showed a little embarrassment, the expression of pure panic was a little more frightened, although he felt aggrieved, but he accepted the situation wisely, "Okay, I will change it."

At this time, Mo Han rushed over from a distance with his dress in hand. Xiao Miao looked at the deliberately one-size-down dress in the opponent's hand, and suddenly felt that even a dog next to Xiao Wuchen wanted to humiliate him. The elder really didn't have any face, and muttered in a low voice: "The clothes chosen by the bastard..."

Xiao Miao hadn't finished speaking when she felt a pain in her abdomen, and she was kicked by Xiao Wuchen and flew a hundred meters away, and didn't stop until she hit a palace wall at a corner.

"Ahem!" Xiao Miao fell from the wall, spitting blood, and probably broke several ribs.

He looked at Xiao Wuchen in shock, he never thought that the other party would really touch him, and the attack was so heavy, the aggrieved heart couldn't help but burst out, "Cough! Aren't you afraid that I will tell my father? Who do you think is supporting you to ascend to the throne at such a young age?"

Xiao Wuchen stretched out his hand and stretched the hem of his clothes, flung his back behind him, moved his feet slightly, and appeared in front of Xiao Miao in the blink of an eye, and looked at him with eyes like looking at an ant, "Do you think he will be because of a little bit on your body?" A little injury to touch the deity? You think too highly of yourself."

Xiao Miao's eyes widened angrily, but what the other party said was indeed reasonable, seeing Xiao Wuchen's confident look, recalling the other party's torture methods, his face turned blue with fright, and he dared not speak again.

"This deity sees that the second elder likes to wear these clothes. Most of them won't be able to wear them in the family, but it doesn't matter. This is my nephew's territory. When you come later, you can wear whatever you want," Xiao Wuchen bent slightly , the corners of her lips raised, showing a kind smile, "But please...don't change."

"...Mmm, um." Xiao Miao met those eyes, and suddenly recalled that when his elder brother was still alive, he made a joke about his sister-in-law, and the other party looked at him like this.

He smiled obviously, but revealed endless coldness.

After this incident, the Second Elder left the Demon City overnight, and those who were instructed by the Second Elder to wear long skirts all changed back to normal clothes, and the matter of the Demon Lord wearing a female skirt was all held in their hearts and rotted in their stomachs Here, no one dares to mention it again.

In the next few days, the elders of several major families in the demon world came one by one to inquire about the magic weapon, Xiao Wuchen all closed their doors and disappeared, hiding in his bedroom without leaving the door.

By the time those people gave up asking and all left, it was already more than ten days later.

Xiao Wuchen raised his hand and tapped his ear lightly, the sealed hearing recovered, he got off the bed, opened the door in a good mood, intending to breathe the fresh air outside, and look at his best mulberry and hazel forest.

As a result, when his eyes fell on it, what he saw was a mulberry and hazel forest that had lost all its leaves, leaving only the solitary mulberry and hazel forest with lifeless branches.

All dead, all, not one left.

Xiao Wuchen was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded for a long time.

He stepped forward to check, and found that the spiritual power transmission symbol he originally carved had been erased at some point.

"Who did it?!" The man's angry voice was suppressed.

In order to prevent the mulberry and hazel trees from withering due to the sudden loss of spiritual power, he specially cultivated such a group of varieties that can last for more than 20 days alone even in the demon world without spiritual power, but they are still dead now.

This shows that the seal was erased by someone more than 20 days ago. At that time, the seal will be erased, and the only one who has the ability to erase it is Duan Ze who was replaced in his body.

"It's you again!" Xiao Wuchen's eyes were red with anger, he took out a bead from his new ring and crushed it, within half a cup of tea, Mo Han appeared, half kneeling in front of him, " What are your orders, my lord?"

Xiao Wuchen had returned to calm at this time, and said in a flat tone: "Where is Duan Ze?"

Hearing his tone, Mo Han's scalp went numb, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and said concisely: "He went to the Hunling Sect to watch the Tongtian Iron Tree bloom."

"Admiring the flowers?" Xiao Wuchen laughed, but Mo Han, who was kneeling in front of him, was startled by the chill emanating from the other party's body and shivered all over.

Xiao Wuchen nodded, "Okay, very good, very good."

He took out the voice transmission talisman from the ring and called to the person on the other side.

After waiting for a long time, Duan Ze's voice came out, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Wuchen took a deep breath, resisted the anger of being hooked again and replied: "You wait."

I'll come to you right away.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wuchen hugged the sapling he planted so hard, pointed at Duan Ze, "Don't leave after school!"

Duan Ze: "?"

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Yin Liuqi accidentally read this scumbag article, in which he was bullied by others, but in the end he still knelt and licked, forgiving the whole world, made him so angry, and left a comment cursingly, "This is not cheap... "

Collect!shutdown!sleep!

When he woke up again, he found that he was transmigrated into the book, and became that "cheap or not cheap" scumbag.

Yin Liuqi: "Fuck!"

This lowly experience is not the other's lowly one, Yin Liuqi is gearing up for the day when she will be abused in the future.

However, before he arrived, Zha Gong had a car accident and lost his memory. The other party stared blankly at him and asked him, "Are you my wife? You look so kind..."

Yin Liuqi patted his head, and said kindly: "I am your father."

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Gu Shao transmigrated into an ancient scumbag novel, and in order to transmigrate back, he had to follow the plot.

But he didn't expect that a few days after he got married, he lost his memory in a car accident.

When he regained his memory, he found that something was wrong with that 'cheap subject'.

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