After swapping bodies with the villain Mozun

Duan Ze walked and ran all the way, and in the end he didn't hesitate to waste a high-level teleportation talisman, and finally appeared in front of them before the demon army couldn't bear their temper and wanted to attack by force.

Seen from a distance, the entire army formed into a pitch-black mass, and the demonic aura soared to the sky, causing the birds and spirit beasts in the surrounding forests to scurry wildly.

As it got closer, Duan Ze realized that the demon army was not as simple as those disciples in Yunxiao Sect thought.

This is a relatively well-trained, rigorous and regular army.

Standing at the front of the army are dozens of three- to four-meter-tall third-tier bear-lion monsters, each with shiny hair and fat bodies, and the warriors who drive them are dressed in black armor.

Looking back, there are three even bigger fifth-order golems with four fangs. There is a platform on the elephants, and the flag representing the devil world is propped on it, majestic and majestic.

If they really want to fight, they really won't necessarily lose, the premise is that Duan Ze and Xiao Wuchen don't intervene.

Among the three golems, the golem in the middle is more beautiful than the two beside it. On the platform it supports is a hideous dragon chair covered in animal skins. Standing beside the dragon chair is a The old man in a brown robe was probably the highest-ranking person in this army.

Duan Ze has a little impression of the old man. When he passed into the body of the demon king, he was the first one he saw.

According to the names of the people around, this person should be Lu Cheng, the great elder of the demon clan who assisted Mozun for three generations. The other party watched Xiao Wuchen grow up, but the relationship between the two is not very good.

Lu Cheng has a high level of cultivation, and when Duan Ze just appeared in front of the army, he saw Duan Ze at a glance, and a pair of bright eagle-like eyes suddenly showed a touch of joy. He stretched out his hand to make everyone stop, and then dragged his thin body The robe flew down from the elephant, walked quickly to Duan Ze, and half knelt down.

"My lord, it's great that you're all right."

Duan Ze glanced around. After seeing who was standing at the forefront of the army, the demon soldiers, who were a little slower, all retreated from their monstrous aura just now. Tens of thousands of people knelt down in unison, waiting for the command of the demon king.

"What are you doing here?" Duan Ze rolled up his sleeves, imitating Xiao Wuchen's stinky face and asked in feigned anger.

Hearing the unhappy tone, the backs of the half-kneeling people began to grow hairy, and they couldn't help complaining that Lu Cheng suddenly took them to save the Demon Lord, but now it seems that the Demon Lord has nothing at all.

Lu Cheng let the cold sweat on his forehead slip into his eyes, he blinked quickly to relieve the soreness and said: "When I received the voice from the Lord, I thought..."

The words 'My lord has encountered an accident' were stuck on the old man's lips, and it would be unpleasant to say them.

"That's it, it's all right now, the time is not yet ripe, let's go back earlier." Of course Duan Ze knew why the other party came here, but he is now a demon king, so it is necessary to ask appropriately. It is still necessary to be considerate of his subordinates.

After finishing speaking, he bent down and stretched out his hands to help him up, "Get up, you all have a heart."

However, before he touched the opponent's arm, the Great Elder heard his words, the flesh on his face trembled, his eyes heated up and he sucked his nose and stood up by himself.

Duan Ze held back for a while, after a moment of stunned, he silently withdrew his hand.

The surrounding soldiers also stood up silently, and some even secretly shed tears.

It was the first time Mozun spoke to them like this, the sudden warmth pierced their hearts, they were moved!

Duan Ze: "?"

"My lord, go this way." Lu Cheng nodded and stepped sideways, and the soldiers standing next to him stepped out of the way, revealing the golem standing in the middle.

The golem has already knelt down in a very humane way, with a round platform on its nose for people to stand on, but it is still some distance from the ground. A servant next to the golem watched people coming, and quickly knelt down Next to the round platform, he straightened his back and waited for the Mozun to step on it.

Duan Ze looked at himself, but he was so troublesome just to be a golem, and felt uncomfortable.

He walked a few steps quickly, exerted force on his feet, jumped up, tapped the round platform on the elephant's trunk, turned over in the air and landed firmly on the elephant. He looked down at the servant, and then at the servant who was stepping on The great elder who came up turned around and sat on the dragon chair, "Let's go."

The Great Elder's heart skipped a beat at his inexplicable glance. He stood beside the Demon Venerable with downcast eyes, and quickly recalled what he had done to displease the Demon Venerable.

After thinking for a long time, he finally came to a conclusion that he didn't believe at all.

Could it be that Mozun glared at him because he stepped on that servant?

How can it be?

The great elder standing aside was disturbed by Duan Ze's eyes, while the instigator was lying in the soft fur on the dragon chair, with a trace of laziness in his brows and eyes, and his consciousness slowly dissipated with the shaking of the golem's walking.

He unconsciously touched the ring in his hand. From a certain point of view, he had already achieved his goal of going to the Cangyu Sect.

Before, Duan Ze went to the Cangyu Sect to obtain the property he had accumulated for many years, and to prevent his practice of magic from being discovered.

Now that the property is in hand, Xiao Wuchen will wear it into his body, before changing back to his body, naturally he will not be exposed.

Duan Ze thought, and heaved a sigh of relief. After hearing his movement, the person standing next to him hurriedly put away his wandering thoughts, and obediently looked ahead, "It's almost there."

The distance between the Imperial City of the Devil Realm and the Cangyu Sect is not close, but most of the people who come here are people with cultivation, and they can shrink tens of miles with one foot.

Before it was dark, the group of people hurried back again.

The demonic energy in the air became stronger and stronger as the demon world approached. Duan Ze changed his lazy appearance just now and stood up from the dragon chair. He had always wanted to take a good look at the demon world, and now he finally had the chance.

The man flicked his sleeves, put his hands back, and looked down.

Grand Elder Lu Cheng watched Duan Ze's behavior and was stunned for a while.

What are you doing, my lord?

Seeing Duan Ze standing up suddenly, the soldiers walking near the golem quickly straightened up and lined up neatly, for fear of being spotted and singled out for punishment.

The demon world also has a hierarchical system. The upper-level demon cultivators usually receive a certain amount of education, and can basically control their own desires and killing intent, and usually have a relatively high level of cultivation.

Most of these people were taken under his command by the Mozun and became soldiers or court officials.

On the contrary, the demon cultivators of the lower class are easily controlled by their own emotions, have a relatively low sense of morality, and win or lose in everything.

Most of the lower demon cultivators live on the outskirts of the demon world, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is difficult to manage.

However, whenever the Demon Lord passed by, no matter whether it was an upper-level or a lower-level Demon Cultivator, they would immediately stop their movements and kneel down on the ground trembling.

Duan Ze has looked all the way since entering the Demon Realm, and it is barren everywhere, without any vitality.

The few small piles of lower-level demon cultivators that I occasionally see kneeling on the ground are mostly skinny, with dim eyes, and those who are farther away are wandering in the barren mountains and wasteland, doing nothing.

A scene of devastation.

If he will be able to save such an abandoned land...

Duan Ze suddenly felt that his long-dormant soul of infrastructure had come alive. Logically speaking, the only difference between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm is that the magic energy and spiritual energy have been swapped. What can be planted there should also be able to be planted here. .

However, in fact, such a vast land has become wasteland due to Moxiu’s careless planting. On the way back, he noticed that there is a Styx river next to the border of the Demon Realm. few.

If you want to prevent it, you must plant more trees. After the soil quality is improved, you can also grow some food. After solving the problem of food and clothing for the people, you can continue to improve education.

Duan Ze glanced at the lower-level demon cultivators crawling on the side of the road again. If he wanted to make a change, he still had to reform from the grass-roots level.

After it was completely dark, Duan Ze finally returned to the demon palace. Just as he got off the golem, a walking chariot was already prepared outside the gate of the palace, and the guards and maidservants who greeted him knelt down several rows, "Welcome to the lord back to the palace. "

Duan Ze looked at the pale faces of those people, the sides of their temples were already wet with sweat, and they were a little shaky and even fainted. He asked with some doubts, "When did you wait here?"

"Go back to the Lord, after the Great Elder leaves, we will wait here." A guard kneeling at the front replied.

Duan Ze opened his eyes slightly, he had been kneeling for almost a day, if they really fought, or if they were delayed on the road and came back after ten and a half months, wouldn't these people kneel and die here?

"Get up, I won't sit in a sedan chair today."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone kneeling looked at each other, doubting their ears.

"What's the matter? My words don't work anymore?" Duan Ze's tone was a little more serious. Unexpectedly, the group of people trembled all over, fearing that the Demon Lord would convict them, they knelt down again, wishing to lie on the ground, and shouted tremblingly: "Slave servant Damn it! Slaves should be damned!"

Duan Ze pinched the base of his nose, feeling a little headache, "Why don't you go away soon?"

"Yes, servants leave." At this moment, a group of people kneeling on the ground withdrew like an ebbing tide.

Duan Ze turned around and looked at the soldiers standing behind him. He reached out and pointed at a few ministers who had discussed the attack on the Cangyu faction with him before, "You stay here, and the rest of you should leave."

The few people who were named suddenly became cautious, stood in a corner after getting off the golem, and cast envious looks at the evacuated soldiers from time to time.

After the people left completely, Duan Ze put his hands in his sleeves and said to the remaining ministers: "You go ahead and follow me to the main hall to talk about things."

"Your servants will obey the order." Headed by the Great Elder, the army of ministers did not dare to think about anything, and quickly walked towards the main hall with their eyes and noses and noses and hearts watching.

Duan Ze followed behind them, silently remembering the route from the palace gate to the main hall.

The imperial palace is very large, and when they reached the main hall, more than an hour had passed, and the ministers walking in front were all wet with sweat, and they felt that this journey was worse than fighting a battle by themselves. tired.

Duan Ze sat on the dragon chair, took a sip of the warm tea that was waiting all the time, and said, "You don't have to be too nervous, I just asked you to prepare something."

Since Xiao Wuchen was able to tell these people about his attack on the Cangyu faction, it shows that these people still have some credibility.

"What does the lord need? I will do my best to complete it."

Duan Ze looked at the respectful minister, took another sip of tea, put the teacup aside, and began to list the things he needed.

By the time the conversation was over and everyone left, it was already midnight.

Duan Ze has a good memory, the last time the guards led the way, this time he directly found his bedroom, it was still the same as when he left, without any change.

He took a bath casually, and when he was lying on the bed to sort out his thoughts, he suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep hugging a pillow on one side.

In the early morning of the second day, Mozun came out of his room early, glanced at the well-growing mulberry and hazel trees in the bedroom, and then looked at the minister kneeling at the door. Called out a bunch of fresh saplings, "My lord, what you want is ready."

Chen is faster than them!

Unexpectedly, Mozun frowned slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, and said in a hoarse and lazy voice that had just woken up, "Who asked you to prepare these?"

The author has something to say: Minister: "I'm so tired."