[Comprehensive British and American] After swapping bodies with the villain

Strange had question marks all over his face: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that. Why do you think I think so?"

Xi Ouluo couldn't put it into words. He paused for a while, and let go of the unclear grievances in his heart, and then comforted him cautiously: "It doesn't matter, everyone has their own preferences. I can understand you very well. Iker Casillas is really handsome after all."

Strange: "???"

What is this man talking about?What does Casillas have to do with whether he is ugly or beautiful?

It was hard for him to convince him that the person he was familiar with had just changed his appearance, but now the other party suddenly said that the psychological construction he had done before was just taking off his pants and farting.

Seeing that "WTF?" was gradually written on Strange's face, Sioro scratched his head and tried to change the subject: "By the way, what are you going to do after I switch back with Casillas? Casillas He must not be let go, and I should go back to New York and continue working."

"This..." Strange's brain automatically ignored the embarrassing topic before him, and he sat on the chair and fell into deep thought, "This is a bit difficult, after all, in the eyes of Wang and Kama Taj, Kama Celias did nothing wrong, and you are the thief who came in to steal."

Xi Ouluo sat side by side with him, propped his chin and thought for a long time: "Maybe before I get back, I can announce that I will go on a long journey, and then after I get back, you will release me secretly?"

Strange: "Although I am the supreme mage now, the king doesn't trust me like he trusts the ancient one. He can easily find out what's wrong."

Xi Ouluo tapped his fingers on the table with a sad face, "Is there any other good way?"

Strange turned his head, his golden-green eyes were blurred in the heavy halo, he smiled at Sioro, the strands of gray hair on his sideburns were damn charming, and his voice was slowly caressing People's eardrums: "But I can try my best to help you hide it from the king, if you can trust me."

Xi Ouluo was dazed for a few seconds, then shook his head vigorously: "Forget it, if he finds out, he shouldn't be able to explain clearly."

The fall of the ancient one made the entire Karma Taj terrified, and without any evidence, he attacked Casillas from the same sect—this kind of thing could easily cause Karma Taj’s mages to have suspicions about the new supreme mage, maybe At that time, it will be a bloodbath again.

"My matter——" Xi Ouluo was a little awkward, "It's not that I can't tell others, but I don't want too many people to know, Wang... It's okay, but other mages are fine."

"Barely trust the king?" Strange rolled the word "barely" on the tip of his tongue several times, and his mood became cheerful for some reason, "Then you can trust me?"

Xi Ouluo gave him a strange look, not knowing what was going on in this old man's mind, and said naturally: "Of course, I have known you for five years, I don't know how many messes you have helped you clean up, if I If you don’t believe me, can I lend you that much money?”

Strange: "..."

Then his trust may not be trusted by others. Strange can't remember exactly how much money Sioro lent him to spend in the bottomless pit of healing his hands, let alone he has not paid a dime. .

Only then did he realize that Sioro was not only his friend, but also his creditor, and Strange couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Seeing that Strange was silent, Sioro felt that what he said might be a little too much and hurt the other party's feelings, so he patted the other party's shoulder considerately and said solemnly: "It's okay, I borrowed from you back then. I didn’t think you could pay it back when I was young, and I don’t care about things like money. Compared with those things, now you have found a new career and your life is back on track, I am very pleased.”

Strange: "Congratulations???"

Xi Ouluo narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "You are still proud, you are now the only Supreme Mage on Earth."

Strange: "..."

Strange didn't want to talk at all.

He was thinking about whether his previous willful and unreliable behavior had left a deep impression on Sioro.

Does this young man who is eight years younger than him see him as a bear who needs to be taken care of?

For the first time, a middle-aged man who thought he was handsome, smart, and successful in his career regretted his arbitrary actions.

"The problem now is how to make the king trust me." Not realizing what kind of waves his true feelings had caused in Strange's mind, Sioro turned to study with great interest, "If I do this Tell him, he won't believe it. He doesn't know me, so it's impossible for him to find out that I'm Siouluo through his own observation..."

Strange was silent and listened to Sioro as if doing an experiment, listing the difficulties of the problem, and trying to set up a control group and various parameters.

"Actually..." Strange told Sioro, "When I first came to Karma Taj, Ancient One beat my spirit body out of my physical body."

Xi Ouluo, who had fallen into a blind spot, stopped talking, and his eyes lit up.

"I know what to do, you're so smart."

Strange: "..."

Well, at least in the eyes of Xi Ouluo, he is still smart.

After solving the problem, Xi Ouluo felt better than ever. He stood up and pushed open the wooden door, then turned around and asked, "It's lunch time. I'm going to get something to eat. Do you have anything you want?"

Strange raised his forehead: "I'd better go with you, isn't it possible to change back at any time?"

"Well, then call the king, and I will explain to him."

So, before Wang could rest in his small room for half an hour, he was dragged to the kitchen.

Xi Ouluo rolled up his sleeves, and while cutting the meat, he explained the ins and outs to Wang in a slow manner.

Unexpectedly, although Wang was surprised, he was still dubious, and didn't think they were really talking nonsense.

"Okay, if you're telling the truth, the doctor and I will be able to see your spirit bodies when we exchange," Wang impatiently picked up his chopsticks, and smacked his tongue at the stir-fried beef that had just come out of the plate. After closing his hands, he hissed, full of praise, "Your Chinese food is even more authentic than Chinese chefs!"

"I once swapped bodies with a very good Chinese chef. The seasoning here is a bit lacking, and it could have been better," Sioro explained, then tilted his head and looked at Strange with disbelief. With good intentions, "Would you like to have a taste too?"

Strange looked disgusted: "No, just give me the simplest sandwich."

Xiouluo shrugged: "If you are not used to Chinese food, I can also cook ox tongue stewed in red wine. I learned from my psychologist. His Sacmonrot Pancreatic Liver Omelette is very delicious."

After listening to Sioro's description, Strange's facial features almost wrinkled together, "No, it's not that I'm not used to Chinese food, I'm just not used to eating internal organs."

Wang stretched out his chopsticks hand in the air for a slight pause, and suddenly lost his mood.

Xi Ouluo was keenly aware of what was wrong with the king, and asked softly, "What's the matter, Wang? Do you need me to pour you a glass of water or make a cup of tea?"

Wang Qiangyan laughed happily: "I have nothing, I just suddenly remembered the Venerable."

"Long-term exposure to strong magical energy can change a person's mortal body. After many years of casting... all ordinary food will be reduced to dust when it is eaten. His Holiness has been able to eat from a long time ago. Go down to magic food. So, Dr. Strange, be brave and try it while you can still enjoy the taste of food."

Strange muttered, "Beef tongue is not a delicacy."

Sioro didn't know how to comfort them, so he gave extra meals to the depressed Wang and Strange who couldn't eat any more, and the three of them used magic to set up a small table in the kitchen, Huddle tightly together and eat face to face.

After finishing eating, Wang and Strange stood up very consciously to wash the dishes, while Xioro leaned lazily against the wall.

The sunlight fell on them through the small wooden window, reflecting the golden light on Siouluo's braid, calm and serene.

They are like three gazelles that have escaped from the tiger's mouth, huddling together head to head, quietly waiting for the wound to heal.

After the group finished packing up, they took Siolo to the place where Casillas was held and waited. Within an hour, the two of them frowned in pain.

This exchange came very discerningly, not as sudden and hasty as the previous few times.

In this miraculous ten seconds, Strange saw Sioro's soul for the first time.

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