After swapping bodies with the villain Mozun

"Is it really okay to ignore it?" Duan Ze looked at the young face. According to his experience in reading novels in the past, a character whose face and actual status are seriously inconsistent with it is either a puppet and is assisted by others , or the ultimate villain, weak and incompetent on weekdays, quick to stab and thieves at critical moments, is the most prone to reversal characters in the whole book.

"This person doesn't look simple, be careful." Duan Ze stretched out his hand and tapped the portrait of the patriarch of the Yingli Clan, then looked up at Xiao Wuchen, and said earnestly: "Don't underestimate anyone."

Xiao Wuchen glanced at Yanying Li's face, he has been the Demon Lord for so long, and he can sit in this position so securely, how could he not know what Duan Ze said, and some people who have second thoughts about him He will not let the person who threatens him simply take the position of patriarch.

He looked at Duan Ze with the posture of an elderly man, propping his chin with one hand, narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at the other person. The person who watched him began to show a little embarrassed expression before nodding and replying: "Yes."

At this time, if the stage is dismantled, the other party will probably explode.

Duan Ze nodded in satisfaction, sure enough there was Thunder Jie imprisoning him, Xiao Wuchen was much more obedient, probably the ultimate reason for their body swap was that the Dao of Heaven wanted to restrain the two of them.

"Okay, I've finished memorizing everything," Duan Ze looked at the faces of the three of them carefully, and then raised his eyes to look at Xiao Wuchen, "Is there anything else that I should pay attention to?"

"No." Xiao Wuchen replied.

"Okay, now let's start to learn each other's ways of luck, so we can't always be bound by this." Duan Ze stretched out his hands towards Xiao Wuchen, "Are you first or me first?"

"Me first." Xiao Wuchen stretched out his hand to look at Duan Ze's face, stopped in mid-air, frowned slightly and said, "Can you change your face?"

Duan Ze looked at Xiao Wuchen's weird look, and was a little happy. From Xiao Wuchen's perspective, he probably held hands with someone who looked exactly like him. The feeling should be quite subtle. If the other person is uncomfortable, he would be happy, "What if What if someone comes?"

"Mo Han is guarding outside, no one will come." Xiao Wuchen tapped on the table lightly with one hand, looking at Duan Ze with some other meanings in his eyes.

Before Duan Ze noticed it and took out the transformation talisman, Xiao Wuchen lifted the curse mark on his body in the next moment, and stretched out his hand again. Duan Ze looked at the face of the person in front of him, opened his mouth, and opened his mouth for a long time. Squeezed out a sentence, "I don't care about this."

After finishing speaking, Duan Ze put his hand on the opponent's hand, Xiao Wuchen didn't expect the opponent to reach out so straightforwardly, he subconsciously wanted to pinch the opponent's wrist with his backhand, and then throw him away, but reason took over With the upper hand, the man still held back.

"Come on." Duan Ze closed his eyes, choosing to keep his mind out of sight.

Xiao Wuchen looked at Duan Ze, and then closed his eyes, soon, the Qi in his body was transmitted to the opponent's body along the connected hands of the two.

Duan Ze felt a strong sense of discomfort at the moment of first contact. At the same time, his body and consciousness reflexively wanted to use spiritual energy to expel the uninvited guest from his body. Fortunately, Duan Ze had made preparations in advance. Restrained.

"Feel it well." Xiao Wuchen sensed the other party's uneasiness, and called out to make people focus on where they should be, so as to relieve their own discomfort.

Duan Ze nodded, controlling his spiritual consciousness to follow the opponent's qi to walk in his own strange meridians. As he expected, except for the similarity in the basic luck at the beginning, the rest of the movements of the two are different great.

It is extremely difficult to change one's own luck, especially for those who have practiced for hundreds or even thousands of years. The luck that accompanied them before is almost engraved in their bones, like It is a breath-like existence, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

It's just like people like them who have already cultivated to the top, who dare to look for excitement so willfully.

And if you want to skillfully switch between two completely different luck methods, even the two of them need some longer time to practice.

After talking through it again, Duan Ze opened his eyes in sweat. The other party's face was also not very good-looking. There was no conversation between the two, and they all exchanged the elixir to restore spiritual power tacitly. After that, there was no nonsense. Put your hands together again.

Time waits for no one, they must adapt as soon as possible.

This time, it was Duan Zelai who injected his aura into the opponent's meridians, leading people to walk a wave of monk's luck.

For the next three days, the two kept coming and going to adapt to each other's luck. Although they had been taking pills to restore their spiritual power during the period, in fact it was more spiritual power that was consumed.

When Mo Han reminded at the door that the birthday dinner was about to start, Duan Ze and Xiao Wuchen had already spoken seven or eight times, Duan Ze withdrew his hand, feeling a bit weak, Xiao Wuchen seemed to be better than him.

After these three days of practicing with each other, the skill he can control can almost rise from [-]% to [-]%, but he can also feel that their speed is slowing down in the later stage, but it is only a matter of time before they reach the final [-]%.

"My lord, please ask the maids to bathe and change your clothes." Mo Han glanced at his lord's slightly tired eyes, and then at the tall and straight man behind him who didn't look uncomfortable. He was secretly shocked. , but there is nothing on the surface.

"Take him to take a bath too." Duan Ze casually pointed at Xiao Wuchen, the two of them sat in the pavilion for three full days, their bodies were covered in ashes.

He thought for a while, then took out a set of crescent white clothes from his ring and stuffed them to Xiao Wuchen, "Wear this."

Surrounded by so many people, Xiao Wuchen could only pretend that no one else was there to take it and stuff it into his ring.

Mo Han blinked quickly, and he confirmed his conjecture in his heart. He suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart, responded to the person, first signaled the maid next to him to serve the Demon Lord, and then moved towards the demon king. Xiao Wuchen stretched out his hand and said: "This way please, distinguished guest."

Xiao Wuchen didn't even look at Duan Ze, he followed Mo Han and walked out.

Although Mo Han is only a subordinate of the Demon Venerable, but because he is deeply respected by the Demon Venerable, and the other party's disposition is the kind of person who is not good at words and arrogant, Xiao Wuchen can think of someone who can make him show such a respectful attitude. Only by himself.

What he is wearing now is not the body of the Demon Lord, but someone who has never met Mo Han before. Why does the other party treat him so respectfully?

This should not be the reaction that a qualified subordinate should have.

"You don't need to treat me like this." Xiao Wuchen warned inwardly.

Mo Han walked in front of him, looked sideways at Xiao Wuchen, and felt emotional, the other party was so considerate even for his insignificant subordinate, the master must be attracted by the other party's character, "This is a subordinate The next should be."

Listening to his words, Xiao Wuchen's complexion became even worse.

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Apart from taking a bath, Duan Ze handed over the rest to the maids. This time it was Xiao Wuchen's birthday party, and the guests who came were all famous characters in the Demon Realm, and there were even some righteous sects that cooperated with the Demon Realm in private.

As the protagonist of this banquet, Duan Ze naturally couldn't slack off. Although he didn't like others to touch him too much, he didn't know how to deal with those gaudy decorations, so he could only leave them to the maids.

All the maids in the entire dormitory arranged lightly and swiftly, without making a single sound during the period, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Duan Ze could feel the deep fear emanating from this group of people. When dressing him up, including tying his hair and crowning him, he wished he could stay eight feet away from him. Except for his hair, he dared not even touch a single hair of him. .

It's just a matter of putting on a piece of clothing, and the faces of the maids have gradually turned from white to blue, but their hands are extremely steady, and they are not affected by their emotions at all.

Putting on a set of clothes, taking advantage of this time, Duan Ze closed his eyes, reviewing the luck method he just learned in his body, and propped up the heavy clothes by the way.

Because it was his birthday, Xiao Wuchen's robe finally had a few more bright red colors, it was still a big black robe, with a golden five-clawed golden dragon coiled on the hem of the clothes, and the girdle was a red-rimmed golden rope, wrapping Xiao Wuchen Chen's already stunning face was even more dignified and domineering.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

At this moment, the maid holding a golden hairpin to tie his hair suddenly shouted, "Mozun, go to hell!" Holding the hairpin, she thrust it straight into Duan Ze's neck.

Duan Ze didn't dodge anything, so he asked the maid to complete all the actions. The golden hairpin was set at a palm distance from Duan Ze's neck, and it was difficult to move forward. The maids next to her screamed in fright, and the guards squatting outside listened. Hearing the movement, he rushed in and subdued the maid who was still trying to stab Duan Ze.

Duan Ze looked at the desperate maid with a smile on his face, and asked: "You are assassinating, what is the operation of shouting to remind the victim? Such an amateur, but because someone bribed you behind?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the maid to reply, and waved to the guards: "Take it out, expel it from the magic city, and tell the messenger behind you to ask him to change to a stronger one next time."

An enemy's enemy is his friend, keep it, and create some more trouble for Xiao Wuchen in the future, "Thank you for your patronage, I will come again next time."

He looked at the other maids again, "You can come too."

Those maidservants who were terribly frightened were immediately frightened even more, and they knelt down on the ground trembling, "Slaves dare not!"

"..." The maid who assassinated him looked at Xiao Wuchen with complicated eyes, their Demon Lord was always so confident, arrogant and cruel.

As early as when she had stabbed several times but failed to get even the slightest bit, she desperately found that the gap between herself and Xiao Wuchen was like a catastrophe.

The assassin was taken away by the guards, and a small farce ended. The frightened maids quickly adjusted their mentality, and another person continued to help Duan Ze tie his hair.

After the preparations were complete, the maids lined up in two rows and knelt down, bowed to Duan Ze, and shouted congratulations in unison, the guards outside led the maids to leave.

Duan Ze was led out of the bedroom, and sat on a chariot with red borders. Mo Han stood beside his chariot, while Xiao Wuchen had already packed up the chariot slightly smaller than his that was sitting behind him. On a humbler car.

The other party glanced at him, with a deep displeasure in his expression.

Why are you angry again?

He glanced blankly at Xiao Wuchen, then turned his head and motioned for him to start walking.

Xiao Wuchen is angry, what does it have to do with him?

Along the way, Duan Ze saw everywhere in the magic city, except for hanging a few red strings, there were no other things that represented birthdays or happiness. It may be that Xiao Wuchen is relatively low-key and doesn't like hanging red silk everywhere.

As the distance gradually shortened until it reached the Demon Lord's main hall, there were finally more people on the road, and their voices gradually became noisy.

"Magic—respect—drive—to—"

The person at the front of the line shouted, and the noise from the outer door of the hall disappeared in an instant.

Duan Ze felt uncomfortable from this shout.

"You don't need to be so rigid while sitting." Xiao Wuchen's faint voice behind him reached his mind in the way of consciousness.

The latter miraculously relaxed a little, since Xiao Wuchen cooperated with him to get away from the Cangyu faction, he must try his best to cooperate with the other party to deal with the Demon Race's affairs.

The team entered from the outer door of the main hall, and there was a huge square outside the main hall. In the square, there were a lot of talented people kneeling in the devil world. Duan Ze asked the people behind him with his spiritual sense: "So there are so many people in the devil world?" ?” He had used his divine sense to look at the entire Demon World on purpose before, so there shouldn’t be so many people.

Xiao Wuchen replied after the chariot stopped at the steps outside the main hall: "They don't live in the devil world."

"How do they practice if they don't live in the devil world?" Duan Ze asked rhetorically.

The latter got off the chariot and replied casually: "In addition to absorbing magic energy to practice, there are many other cultivation methods for demon cultivators."

Duan Ze regained his composure and realized that the reason why the demons are rejected by the outside world is because of those demon cultivators who use 'other methods of cultivation', but this is their own choice.

He was helped to get off the chariot, and walked into the main hall. There were dozens of tables in the hall, filled with delicious food and wine, and the people sitting among them were all high-status demons in the demon world.

Among them, the closer to his dragon chair, the higher the status.

The patriarch of the Jingchen Clan sits at the front on the left. The other party is a clan from Xiao Wuchen's ancestors. It is normal to sit in the front. Next to Jingchen is the patriarch of the Yingli Clan. After seeing the real person with his own eyes, Duan Ze found that the other party was younger than the picture.

Duan Ze turned his gaze to the first seat on the other side. To his surprise, a man wearing a fox mask and a flamboyant red robe was sitting where the Wuxiu Clan patriarch should be sitting.

The other party's outfit is longer than his birthday.

However, these are not problems. The problem is—how could Chi Xiuzhu, the demon king, appear at the birthday banquet of the demon king of the demon world?

The author has something to say: Xiao Wuchen: "It's time to change subordinates."

Duan Ze: Hidden dangers for Xiao Wuchen with sneaky glances.

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感谢在2020-09-2323:59:37~2020-09-2423:31:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 18 big sister on the 1th floor;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Chinese pastoral cat and snow swordsman;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!