Chapter 963 2.399 Success

Damn it!

Master Hei Mao looked at Prince Mo's two subordinates, threw Mu Qianqian's unconscious body to the dilapidated stall with great viciousness, and walked away.

He hastily and quietly rushed up, grabbed Mu Qianqian, and disappeared from the crowd after a few drops.

There is some hesitation in my heart.

Strange, is this a success or a failure?

However, if the soul exchange fails, at least he vomits blood and becomes paralyzed, and at worst, he dies on the spot. It doesn't look like a failure.

do not care! Let's take Mu Qianqian's body away first.

Ms. Qiao's soul might be in Mu Qianqian's body. Thinking of this, Mrs. Hei Mao couldn't help being elated, as if she had seen that she had single-handedly controlled the inheritance of rare talismans.

Not long after he left, the old beggar with frostbite all over his body and lice on his head suddenly jumped up from the base of the wall.

Looking at his hands for a while, and looking at his oily hair hanging on his shoulders for a while, he screamed.

But when he really heard his hoarse drake-like voice, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and his eyes stared straight in horror.

"Eh? Old oily man, why are you so crazy!" The other beggars sitting by the wall were startled by his sudden madness.

As if they were concentrating on listening to a book, the crowd of onlookers who were listening to the game, frowned and glanced at the old beggar who was jumping and screaming one after another.

"Ah! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!!" The beggar looked horrified at the chilblains on his hands, his lips were trembling, as if he was having an epileptic attack, and his whole body couldn't help shaking and trembling.

He touched his hands covered with chilblains for a while, and stretched out his hands to hold the old face for a while. His whole body was twitching madly because of fright, and his breathing was not smooth.

A few beggars on the side sneered and said, "What are you doing, old oily man? Why are you twitching!"

"Fool!"

"It's not me, it's not me, it's not me, it's not me! It's not me!" The old beggar grabbed a younger beggar beside him, his lips trembling and screaming, "Mirror, mirror! Do you have any?" Mirror! Mirror!"

The beggar looked at him as if he was insane, and kicked his foot in anger, "Why are you crazy? I am a beggar! You treat me like a big girl, and you still wear a mask with you?"

This kick kicked the frail old beggar to a woman.

He wanted to hug the woman's leg when he went up, and the woman screamed repeatedly in shock. The man next to the woman kicked him and then rolled over, hitting the ground with a "bang".

There happened to be a dog bowl next to it, and there was some water in it.

He crawled over to take a closer look, and saw a vague idea.

Locks of hair stuck to his face, as if chewed by a dog, and his face was old and ugly, covered with frostbite and wrinkles, which made him scream on the spot.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" The old beggar scratched the ground and slammed it hard with his hands full of chilblains, his eyes filled with unbelievably cloudy eyes.

"Ah!!" He got up crazily, muttering "Master, Mr. Black Cat, Mr. Black Cat", running wildly all the way to find someone.

Why is this happening? Mu Qianqian didn't know.

The soul-changing spell was successful!

Mu Qianqian's soul body has now been successfully exchanged into the old beggar's body...

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Hands up if you're scared by the title!

Baby Joe: Mother?

Author: Take back the question mark.

Mo Lian: I heard that you told others behind your back that you picked me.

Author: Hmm!

Mo Lian: The world is full of malice towards me...