Douluo Continent: I swapped bodies with the Dragon King and Qian Renxue

The exclamation startled not only Shelong Douluo and Citun Douluo, but also made their hearts leap into their throats.

The young lady is likely in danger!

They need to fulfill their responsibilities as guardians.

"Bang—" They broke down the door and entered.

"You thief! Stop hurting Miss!"

The martial spirit has already possessed him, and his soul skill is ready to be unleashed.

However, the two titled Douluo looked around and were completely bewildered, their swords drawn but their hearts filled with confusion.

There are no enemies.

The two could only look at "Little Qian Renxue" and ask in confusion, "Miss, what you just did..."

Tang Muzhi logged into Qian Renxue's account and looked at her two Title Douluo-level protectors, his voice as clear and melodious as a lark's:

"She Long, pufferfish... Uncle."

He paused briefly, then quickly added a senior's title.

Tang Muzhi was, after all, a man who had transmigrated once before. His first time was long gone, and he already had enough experience to make use of it.

They quickly determined that this was his second time travel.

The Spirit Hall timeline.

I logged into Qian Renxue's account and landed at the point in time when I had just awakened my martial soul.

He also recognized the two people in front of him as She Long Douluo and Citun Douluo from the Elder Hall.

With his nine-ring title from the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu had to address the few elders of the Hall of Worship who were on friendly terms with him as "Grandpa," but he had to address the other elders of the Hall of Elders as "Uncle."

"Two uncles."

"Nothing...nothing happened just now."

"I'll just stay here quietly by myself for a while."

She Long and the porcupine looked at each other.

"Yes, miss."

"We're right outside. Miss, you can call us anytime."

The two noticed that Qian Renxue was reluctant to talk and seemed very downcast, but they didn't ask her anything.

They are the protectors of the Way.

She's not a kindergarten teacher.

The psychological problems of young girls... are not their responsibility.

Moreover, they didn't know how to solve it.

Fortunately, Tang Muzhi only wanted to ask the two of them to leave; he really wanted some peace and quiet.

"Thank you both, uncles."

"Click—"

The moment the door closed, Tang Muzhi took three steps at a time and stood in front of a mirror.

Previously, it was in this mirror that he saw his current appearance as Qian Renxue.

At this moment, he stands in front of the mirror, lost in thought.

"Why did I transmigrate a second time? And why did I transmigrate into the body of Qian Renxue?"

"Are the Spirit Hall timeline and the Legend of the Dragon King timeline, which I traveled through, the beginning and end of the same timeline? Or are they two independent timelines?"

"I logged into Qian Renxue's account, but where did Qian Renxue herself go? She couldn't have just vanished into thin air... Hmm! Could Qian Renxue have logged into my account?!"

"I*!"

"Qian Renxue doesn't know anything about the timeline of the Legend of the Dragon King. What if she acts crazy? Won't Mom and Dad think 'I' am mentally ill?"

"No! I have to find a way back!"

Besides, he had lived in the Dragon King era for several years. Tang Ziran and Langyue were his biological parents, and Wu Lin and Na'er were not his biological younger siblings, but they were closer than biological younger siblings.

Tang Muzhi couldn't bear to part with them.

A whole series of questions popped into my mind.

So far, only one question has been answered: "Why did she transmigrate into Qian Renxue?"

He complained about having to use the Golden Dragon Martial Soul to complete the Nightmare difficulty of the Dragon King Legend timeline, and muttered to himself, "I want to find a way to complete the game that is easy, with someone born with divine inheritance, from a prestigious family who doesn't have to suffer, and with outrageously high looks."

"Damn it..."

"It seems to fit all of them."

"Born with divine inheritance..." Tang Muzhi looked at himself in the mirror, where an angelic sword mark was shining brightly on his forehead.

"Right now, it should just be the mark of the Angel God's inheritance, just like the Trident of the Sea God that Tang San received after obtaining the Vast Ocean Universe Cover and being recognized by the Sea God Poseidon. The formal activation of the Nine Trials of Godhood should be after the seventh ring."

"Indeed, with the inheritance of the Angel God, Qian Renxue was able to absorb the soul bone with the disguise effect in the Angel God Armor to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire and carry out her plan to seize the country."

"A family with a distinguished background who doesn't have to suffer... someone with outrageously high looks... Qian Renxue fits all those criteria." Tang Muzhi muttered to himself, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace.

Unable to come up with any further clues, Tang Muzhi had no choice but to start trying, by sheer luck, to try and return to the timeline of the Legend of the Dragon King where he originally lived.

"Shouldn't I be able to withdraw my wish?"

"..."

"Uh... is that not allowed?"

"Then... I'll trade you something. What do you want?"

"The Trident of Poseidon? The Sword of Asura? Or Xiao Wu's slits...?"

"..."

For a long time, Tang Muzhi received no response.

The intermittent auditory hallucinations like "Some brothers, some" that used to occur no longer occur.

As for other attempts?

They can't exactly have him perform some kind of shamanistic ritual in the body of a blonde little girl, chanting things like "Open Sesame," "Magic Academy," "Balala Energy," and "Mommy, Mommy, please..."

That's so bizarre.

Tang Muzhi twitched the corner of his mouth.

I could only console myself with a high-EQ saying: "Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it."

"A world with extraordinary power, where as long as you are strong enough in the future, you can do whatever you want and find a way to return to the timeline of the Dragon King Legend."

Of course, the truth is:

That's truly the last resort.

We can only take it one step at a time.

Hoping for a bright future.

As his mind gradually calmed down, Tang Muzhi finally had the mind to look around.

Tables, chairs, beds, flowers and plants...

And, the person who most attracted his attention—"himself"!

Tang Muzhi looked at himself in the mirror for a while.

"I'm so pretty."

After watching for a while, I finally realized what it meant.

"Oh, wait, that's not right."

"This is Qian Renxue's appearance."

"Yes, it is indeed beautiful."

"A beautiful flower bud, just like a little angel reincarnated."

"Even though she's just a little girl now, she can still hallucinate what she'll look like in the future, a beauty that could topple kingdoms."

"The genes of the Angel God are truly powerful."

I watched for a while longer.

"I think……"

"cough!"

"First of all, I am not, and secondly..."

"Fine, just shock me."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Xue'er, come to the angel statue in the temple. Grandpa will add your first and second soul rings."

"That's Qian Daoliu's voice." Tang Muzhi suddenly became worried: "Won't the high priest, who can invoke the power of angels, see through my true identity before the angel statue?"

. . . . . .

The timeline of Legend of the Dragon King.

Aolai City.

Qian Renxue gradually regained consciousness, and her senses began to reach out to the outside world.

I overheard some anxious conversations.

"Your Majesty, how is Mu Zhi?"

"Why did you suddenly faint?" The voice was female, clearly belonging to Tang Muzhi's mother, Langyue.

"He's alright."

"If I had to say, my mental energy has been somewhat depleted."

Qian Renxue regained consciousness, but dared not open her eyes rashly.

Judging from the voices, everyone around was a stranger.

Grandpa said she was the future Angel Goddess, the future Goddess of Angels.

Many people will covet her, obstruct her, and scheme against her... We must wait and see.