I swapped my life with me

At this time, if someone stood on the space-time matrix and peeped down, they would find that the six magic towers standing on the edge of the abandoned city were undergoing a series of astonishing changes gradually.

The dark dirt slowly peeled off from the wall. With the uninterrupted diffusion and infiltration of magic power, the magic tower gradually revealed its original appearance.

Indigo stripes, gold and red charms, white tiles are engraved with soaring stars and winged beasts.If someone stepped forward to observe carefully, they might still be able to catch a glimpse of the flying feathers and scales that must appear on the beast's body, as well as the faintly floating light spots and ripples around the sun, moon and stars at higher places.

As more and more of these colors were revealed to the public, there were gradually wonderful magical fluctuations, which rippled from the six towers like ripples, and then quickly radiated outwards, and soon enveloped the whole area around the towers. circle buildings.

Affected by it, the red mist that was originally rolling like waves also faintly showed signs of collapsing and subsiding.

Several brass-colored alarming bird bells hung on the corners and spires of the magic tower. After the dirt was stripped off, they began to sway with the wind, making a tinkling sound.

The ringtone faintly echoed the music played by the brilliant movement, forming a very special magic magnetic field.

Affected by the music, the nearby demons staggered to and fro as if drunk, some shook their heads and muttered, some sat on the ground with their legs crossed and giggled suddenly, and some uncontrollably swayed their limbs, dancing and dancing to the music.

Someone noticed the change of the alarming bird bell and couldn't help leaning against the window of the high tower and smiling slightly.

The man said: "Truth, it seems that Brilliance has found a new owner."

A hardcover book with a red cover and a gold border was floating in his hand out of thin air.

Hearing this, the book flipped through a few pages, and then wrote on a piece of white paper: [The new owner is much better than Moss. 】

[Aha, I mean, from all aspects—including but not limited to the disparity in personal appearance, the fancy skills on the keyboard, and the enthusiasm for exploring various styles of music. 】

Amos was the previous owner of the Brilliant Movement. He was one of the three cardinals of the Holy Church, and he was also a fat, bald man.

Book of Truth: [I can already see that the brilliant future life will be full of wonderful things.Hahaha! 】

Book of Truth: [So, do you want to know who its new owner is? 】

The Pope stroked the window frames and cornices that had turned into a new look with his fingers, and said casually, "What price do I have to pay for this problem?"

The Book of Truth moved a little closer eagerly: 【The price is—change your body!There are many methods of refining the body here, which can be used by humans, animals and plants, and the price that needs to be delivered is also very reasonable.How about, let's change it? 】

The Pope tilted his head and looked down at "his own" body. Having said that, I have to mention that he is not troubled by blindness for the time being, and can use his eyes to observe the world normally.

The Pope patiently pointed out the mistakes in the text of the Book of Truth: "First of all, I am only temporarily borrowing my body in another world, and I will return it soon. I do not intend to keep him for myself. Secondly, now Time is tight, if you want to refine the body, you still have to wait until you finish dealing with the matter in front of you."

The Book of Truth smiled slightly: [How do you know that you in another world have no intention of giving way? 】

The Pope paused: "You mean..."

Book of Truth: 【Please pay me a Rubik's Cube in exchange for the answers I need. 】

The Pope then touched the satchel on his body, and found that there were indeed two odd-shaped Rubik's cubes inside.

He stroked the surface of the Rubik's Cube with his hand, and quickly recognized that these were two magic props related to time and space.

"Well, they are two very interesting little props." The Pope took one of them out, inspected the magic circuit in the Rubik's Cube, and put it back in the bag after reading it: "But this is something that belongs to Adams, I think It cannot be exchanged with you."

Book of Truth: [He is you, and you are him.In the same way, you also have the right to use his things. 】

"No, that's not right." The Pope shook his head. Even though the Book of Truth had clearly given some hints, he still said: "Although he and I are connected in soul, we are not the same person after all. Adams is still alive today. Sleeping in this body, without his permission, I'd better not squander his things recklessly."

The Book of Truth drew an angry villain on the page, and left a line below:

[At this point, the choice of the former Lord 'Sinister' and your choice is simply worlds apart. 】

The Pope smiled: "The personal experience is different, and everyone's ideas are also different."

After all, he looked at the huge arms and legs that were still growing outside the window, and raised his hand to catch the books floating in the air: "Almost all the magic circles in the six magic towers have been opened."

Book of Truth: [To be precise, there are still [-] seconds before it is fully opened. 】

Book of Truth: [But there are too many variables, I still can't see the truth of the scene closest to the future. 】

The Pope expressed his understanding: "There is no need to see too clearly. Regardless of whether the move is successful or not, we will do our best."

After all, it is the only chance in a hundred years. Whether it is out of the control of the light, or the darkness that is calculating and greedy here, the Pope has always maintained a good attitude, and even has a little bit of "this moment has finally come" with joy and enthusiasm. pleasure.

He whispered to himself: "If I get lucky, maybe I can change my name in the future." Instead of being called "His Holiness the Pope" by everyone.

"Truth, what do you think of the name Austin?" The pope attached to the body of the blond boy walked slowly towards the open window, chanting the levitation spell casually, and lowered his head to ask the book of truth: "Abbe Te seems to be good, or, Grossar?"

Book of Truth: 【I like Deedlit. 】

The Pope said helplessly, "...truth, that's a lady's name."

While speaking, he had already lightly crossed the window sill, leaned over and plunged into the red mist that was about to move under the tower.

The thick fog obscured the whereabouts of the demons and the limbs below, but at the same time, it seemed to have successfully covered some faint shadows that were jumping down the tower one after another.

The handsome black-haired man landed quietly. He arched his back and held a black mass in his arms. He stood in a shadow and raised his head to sniff, as if identifying various smells in the air.

After a while, he took a step forward, as if he had found the target, and began to jump and walk among the mist and many buildings like a cat, without disturbing any natural disaster monsters around him at all.

And in another magic tower that was diagonal to him, a tall and strong man with a long weapon was trying to get down from the top floor of the tower in the most peaceful way.

If you look carefully, you can find that there is a gentle young man on his back. The young man has one arm around the man's neck, and the other hand is holding a heavy suitcase tightly. The expression on his face is both nervous and excited. It hung on the man in front like a human sloth, and swayed its body from time to time as the man opened the window.

The fit man climbed down the tower two or three times, then took the time to backhand, slapped the young man on the back lightly, turned his head and said: "My lord, please let go of your hand."

Shi Ziang woke up like a dream, and moved his hand a little away from Wen Hou's plump chest muscles with a satisfied face.

Lu Bu looked around, frowned and said, "It's still too dangerous outside. My lord, you really shouldn't have come down with me."

Shi Ziang sucked his saliva and lay on his back. The little bird said in a friendly way, "But I still think it's safest to be by your side. Boo Boo, can you hit someone on your back?"

"Of course." Lu Bu raised his chest and head, proudly said: "This Marquis is very powerful!"

Shi Ziang couldn't help but touched his chest again: "I'm afraid that when you are fighting outside the tower, some monsters will sneak in and attack me. Oh, I feel more at ease with you."

So Lu Bu let out a muffled "Oh" and stopped dissuading the lord from staying in that dark tower.

He straightened his back, and even though he carried a tall adult on his back, he still stood as straight as a javelin.

Lu Bu clenched the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, raised his head to find the right direction, and said, "My lord, don't forget to hold me firmly."

Shi Ziang immediately put his legs on the opponent's tangled waist and abdomen, and said happily: "Okay! Boo Boo, go ahead, fucker!"

Lu Bu: "..." He always felt that something was wrong with this lord.

Marquis Wen didn't think too much about it, so he didn't think about it at all. He bent his knees slightly, stepped heavily on the ground, and then kicked hard suddenly, and the stone bricks fell apart with a "click". out.

He completely let go of the repressed power in his body, sneaking around like a ghost, and when encountering monsters blocking his way, he swung his halberd horizontally, cutting everything in front of him in half!

"drink--"

It had been a long time since he had fought like this. Lu Bu's body was covered with blood. He shook off the stump hanging from the halberd at will, and then raised his head unusually freely and let out a long howl.

"Xiao-xiao-shou-death-!"

He kept walking, and the cold light from the tip of the halberd drew a circle of deadly cold light around his body. With the courage to move forward, he killed a certain arm and foot that was approaching the magic tower in a short while.

"Hey! Shoot your grandpa!"

The double-edged halberd smashed into the nearest spiral suction cup!

Lu Bu turned his big hand, and the sharp halberd blade immediately gouged out the eyeball in the suction cup. He then stretched out his arm and stabbed obliquely, and inserted the eyeball, which was still crazily turning and falling, on the tip of his weapon.

This series of movements was done smoothly, and after taking off one eyeball, Wen Hou still felt that it was not very enjoyable, so he simply raised his weapon and poked the other eyeball beside him before his arms and legs could react.

Marquis Wen poked his eyeballs in excitement, but it was the "summoner" Shi Ziang who was lying behind him.

Shi Ziang was already poured all over his head and face by the blood of the demon, and after finally recovering, he raised his head and saw Lu Bu standing next to his angry arms and feet, who had already poked a whole row on the Fang Tian painted halberd Big eyes.

Look at that appearance, just like holding a bunch of round and big candied haws.

Shi Ziang: "..."

Shi Ziang: "??!"

and many more.

Even though the other party was a handsome and handsome man, Shi Ziang still felt that he couldn't bear the scene in front of him.

... Isn't this too sour? !

Lu Bu's horizontal halberd blocked the fierce attack from his wrists and feet. His muscles bulged violently, and his feet left two deep marks on the ground. Vomited?"

Shi Ziang turned his head to the other side, vomited, and said weakly, "It's okay, I'm fine... You, you, you go on... No, don't worry about me..."

Lu Bu: "...Oh."

Compared with Shi Ziang's scrambling, the battlefields of the other humans (and non-humans) seemed relatively easy.

The northwest corner of the abandoned city is also the area where the octopus-like tentacles attack most intensely and frequently.

Magical power and murderous aura are rampant over the surface of the ruins.

boom!

The green-eyed mage spun sideways, avoiding the jab at an artful angle, and at the same time his hands were bluffing, and two strangely shaped long knives appeared out of thin air, falling right into his waiting palms.

The blade is as long as an adult male's arm, the left one is made of solid ice, and the blade is surrounded by layers of frost, while the right side is full of raging flames, and because of the swap of bodies, the flames seem to have also stained the abyss Lieyan's will, the flame on the blade faintly reveals a deep black, baking the surrounding air quietly and fiercely.

Mu Xue turned her wrist slightly, leading the two ice and fire long knives, drawing two short and dazzling red-blue rays of light, one left and one right, in mid-air.

The author has something to say: Twilight is not only a long-range mid lane mage, he is also an ADC who can engage in melee roaming~

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Shi Ziang: "If God gives me another chance to choose."

Shi Ziang: "I will choose to touch the big pectoral muscles for 5 minutes first."

Shi Ziang: "Then honestly hide in the tower and become a princess. QWQ"

Marquis Wen [raises Fang Tian's painted halberd]: "My lord, do you want to eat?"

Shi Ziang: Q mouth Q! ! !

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感谢在2020-11-1322:19:52~2020-11-2018:42:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 in the late autumn night; 1 in Lancasterin and Shanshan;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：君歌烬88瓶；回回回回回来啦21瓶；糯米羽毛、Lancasterin、窗外叶10瓶；暮秋夜微凉5瓶；沧莲日常追文中、枫落云岚1瓶；

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