After swapping bodies with the villain Mozun

Duan Ze's consciousness was fluttering, until a hoarse and mellow voice pulled his consciousness back to reality.

"My lord, are we going to act in advance?"

my lord?What Lord?

Duan Ze opened his eyes in a daze, and was stunned when he saw everything strange around him.

where is this place?Shouldn't he be in the forest near Cangyu Sect?

Duan Ze raised his hand to rub his eyes, but what he saw was a hand that obviously did not belong to him. This hand was beautiful and well-articulated, and it was bigger than his normal hand.

Looking down, he realized that he was sitting on a strangely shaped chair. In his impression, the original owner's clothes were all light-colored, either white or blue, but now he was wearing a dark robe with gold threads interspersed with dark flowers. , the thick hem piled up at the feet, looking luxurious and calm.

what's the situation?

Duan Ze pursed his lips tightly, feeling panicked and at a loss.

"Master?" The voice just heard sounded again.

Duan Ze was startled, raised his eyes and cast his gaze away.

The person who spoke was a pale-haired, thin old man. Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, the other party raised his head and looked over: "But what's wrong?"

The old man's cheeks were sunken, his eyes were burning like torches, and he looked serious and mean, but there was an indelible fear in the depths of his eyes.

What is different from ordinary people is that there are two small black horns growing on both sides of his forehead, which are as big as the tips of bamboo shoots after the rain.

This is a symbol that only demons have.

So this is the devil world?

Duan Ze's heart sank, and his hand holding the chair tightened slightly. He didn't rush to answer the other party's words, but turned to look at the dozen or so men who also had small horns standing behind the old man.

Those people all bowed their heads and bowed their heads, waiting for his reply with bated breath, their attitudes were respectful, and they were afraid of offending the person sitting on a dozen or so steps.

Duan Ze is basically sure that he is wearing it again, as for who he is wearing it is not clear for the time being, but he is definitely not a pure and good person.

Thoughts were fleeting, Duan Ze withdrew his gaze, looked at the old man again, thought for a while and said: "No."

The voice he made was deep and magnetic, like the gurgling of spring water, very pleasant.

Hearing his answer, everyone under the steps loosened their stiff backs.

At the same time, the hall fell into a dead silence.

No one dared to speak.

Before making people wait too long, the old man said again: "Then follow what the Lord said, and take action against the Cangyu faction in advance."

Cang Yu faction?

Duan Ze sat up a little straighter when he heard the familiar name. He casually pointed at a skinny man standing behind the old man, and said, "Tell me what you did?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at everyone's reactions, no one had doubts about him, and everyone even restrained himself more.

The face of the skinny man who was pointed turned pale immediately, and after he walked out of the line tremblingly, he knelt on the ground with a "plop", his body trembling slightly, as if he was extremely frightened and tried not to show it.

"This mission is for the master to lead his subordinates and all the demon disciples to the world of cultivating immortals to attack the Cangyu sect, with the ultimate goal of obtaining the head of Cangyu sect master Duan Zexiang." The thin man replied succinctly with a choked voice.

He was just a god who ran for a moment, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by the master.

It's over, it's over.

The thin man closed his eyes in despair, and all that flashed in his mind were the faces of his colleagues who were dragged out a few days ago to dismantle their bones and skins, and screams lingered in his ears.

Duan Ze nodded his head imperceptibly, it seems that he has penetrated into the body of his enemy, and he is still an enemy from the demon clan.

The man put aside the hanging hair, and had a guess in his mind.

"This matter is not urgent for the time being, we will talk about it in the future, I..." He glanced at the few people secretly, and changed his name: "I am exhausted, please step back."

The skinny man suddenly raised his head to look at Duan Ze, bowed to him with the corner of his mouth pressed down, and when he raised his eyes again, there were tears in his eyes, as if he was alive after a catastrophe, "Thank you, my lord."

The people standing under the steps all looked at each other in dismay, showing some expressions of rejoicing. The Lord seems to be in a good mood today.

……

Duan Ze came out with the guards beside him, the sky outside was still dark, he asked someone to take him back to the resting place.

When he arrived, he asked the people who served him to disperse.

Although there was a deliberate cover-up, those people gave him a look of relief.

Is this body so scary?

As soon as the door was pushed open, a faint fragrance wafted over with the wind, and a few luminous pearls fell in the corner, illuminating the interior brightly.

The interior decoration of the room is still luxurious, and every chair comes from an ancient tree that is thousands of years old.

He didn't pay much attention to the room, and walked straight to the table with the bronze mirror.

After making enough mental preparations, Duan Ze looked at the bronze mirror.

The person in the bronze mirror has a pair of wild peach blossom eyes, thick eyebrows, thin lips, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised when they are not smiling, as if they are always trying to ridicule others. The combination is not as terrible as he imagined, it may be The reason why the soul in this shell has changed.

Duan Ze looked at the person in the mirror again. Every part of the person was perfect, and every minute or moment would lack flavor.

He touched the small horns on both sides of his forehead. Unlike those people, his horns were red with golden lines, and he could feel a little itchy when he touched them.

This is the first time he has observed people in the Demon Realm so closely. Before that, he spent most of his time in the cave, reading and writing scripts, and sleeping.

The good name is retreat, in fact, it is to reduce the chance of being found out that he has practiced the forbidden technique and changed the core as much as possible. Without outsiders, he can relax more, and even if he collapses, he will not be struck by lightning.

For 50 years, he has been living peacefully, so peacefully that he has forgotten that in this book, besides the male protagonist, he also has a deadly enemy, who is also the biggest villain of the book—the Demon Lord Xiao Wuchen.

Counting on his fingers, it was indeed the day when he and this arch-rival dueled. After that battle, both of them were seriously injured.

He is his enemy, has a high status, and has a bad personality.

These points are all in line with Xiao Wuchen, now Duan Ze is sure after looking in the mirror that he has penetrated into the body of the Mozun.

Such a violent character, who has killed countless people, can still make a lot of people willing to die to see each other. At this moment, he just took a look at it and felt it was reasonable.

According to his experience of reading so many picture books, this is indeed a beauty.

But why did he dress up as a demon king?Is it because the previous body couldn't bear the electric shock during the weak period, and it was suddenly suspended by the electric shock?Where did the Demon Lord himself go?

When he transmigrated as the master master, he inherited the other party's memory, and learned that the other party had gone mad after practicing kung fu before and died, but this time he did not inherit the memory of the demon master, and he didn't know if the other party was still there.

Duan Ze walked around the room twice, and realized that his clothes were really cumbersome. He turned around and changed into the most simple and ordinary clothes in the closet, and he felt light all over.

Although he still doesn't know why he crossed over again, since he has become a Demon Lord, he should behave like this first.

A character with a treacherous personality who can do whatever he wants is always easier to play than the master who used to carry everything.

He tried to mobilize his own spiritual power, but he expected that he could only use [-]% of his power for the time being. After all, the other party was a demon cultivator. The original owner said that he had cultivated a sorcery that was not in harmony with the righteous way, but it did not fully match the demon cultivator. adapt.

Fortunately, Xiao Wuchen's cultivation base is another ceiling in the world of cultivating immortals, and he can compete with him in his heyday. Even [-]% is enough for him to come and go here freely.

And the receiving ring worn by the other party is not as usable as the original owner's. Perhaps because of the difference in mental power, he can only take out a few high-level transformation charms and teleportation charms from it. After that, it is completely locked and cannot be opened. up.

After checking everything, Duan Ze was still not bored. He planned to take advantage of the lack of people to explore the palace of the Demon Realm at night. He didn't want to see a half-kneeling person in the courtyard that he had emptied as soon as he came out of the room, and stopped him. his way.

The author has something to say: Chen Zai who lives in Ozawa's narration.