My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 963: Success

Damn it!

The black cat looked at Prince Mo's two men, and very violently threw Mu Yan's stunned body onto the broken stall, and walked away.

He hurried to catch up in a hurry, grabbed Mu Yan, several vertical drops disappeared from the crowd.

There was a little hesitation in my heart.

Strange, did this succeed or failed?

However, if the soul change fails, it may be hesitant to vomit blood, or it may be fatal, and it may not look like failure.

do not care! Take Mu Yi's body away first.

Maybe Miss Qiao's soul is in Mu's body. Thinking of this, Master Black Cat couldn't help but be in full bloom, it seemed that she had seen her hand control the rare world rune inheritance.

And not long after he left, the old beggar covered with frostbite and covered with lice on his body suddenly jumped from the root of the wall.

Look at your hands for a while, look at your oily hair hanging on your shoulders, and scream in a noise.

But when he really heard his hoarse male duck-like voice, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes widened in horror.

"Well? What kind of nerves do you have, old oil head!" The other beggars sitting by the wall were startled by his sudden madness.

The people who were listening intently, like books, listened to the crowd watching the game, and frowned at the begging old beggars one after another.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!" The beggar looked at the frostbite on his hands in horror, pursing his lips, like a seizure, and the whole person was shaking and shaking.

He touched his frostbite-stricken hand for a while, and then reached out to hold the old face again, and the whole man was convulsing madly in panic, and his breathing was not smooth.

A few beggars on the side sneered, "What are you doing, old oiler? How twitchy are you!"

"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 slightly younger beggar beside him, screaming with trembling lips, "Mirror, mirror! Do you have Mirror! Mirror! "

The beggar looked at him like a neurosis, kicked angrily, "What crazy? Lao Tzu is a beggar! You are a big girl, and you smash your mirror with you?"

This foot kicked the weak old beggar to a woman.

When he went up, he wanted to hold the woman's leg. The woman was screaming in shock, and the man next to the woman lifted his leg, kicked him, rolled over, and slammed it on the ground.

There was a dog basin next to it, which contained some water.

He crawled over and glanced, seeing a vague outline.

A pile of post was on his face, as if stung by a dog, and his face was old and ugly, covered with frostbite and wrinkles, scaring him to scream on the spot.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!" The old beggar yanked the ground and hit the ground with his frostbite-stricken hand, his eyes filled with incredibly cloudy eyes.

"Ah!" He climbed frantically, muttering "Master, Black Cat, Black Cat" in his mouth, and went madly to find someone.

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

Soul swap spell succeeded!

Mu Yun's soul has now been successfully replaced by the old beggar ...

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Raised hands frightened by the title!

Baby Joe: My mother?

Author Jun: The question mark is retracted.

Molian: I heard that you told others behind me that I picked you.

Author Jun: Hmm!

Merlin: The world is full of maliciousness towards me ...

(End of this chapter)