Tang Ming was dizzy and planted heavily on the ground of Satan's space.

The heavy injury made him lose most of his vitality, and the self-cultivation spirit grass on his body was eaten up by Dong Lele, and the magic grass was also handed over to the demon soldier team, without healing medicine, he had to resist the injury, just to enter the satanic space again, find the demon envoy, and resolve the distress in front of him.

Compared to the day before, the main room has changed a lot.

The left wall is still painted with entwined lotus flowers, a lotus flower in the center has become pink, those beautiful angels in ancient costumes and skirts are all gone, only a male angel with an elegant form stepped on the lotus, the male angel unfolded a pair of three-layer white wings, the skin is fair, the muscles are high, the most eye-catching is his pair of eye pupils, which are as black as ink, deep as a pool, even if it is a painting, the eyes that reveal it seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts. Compared with the little angel, Lele's pupils are more profound.

The wall on the right was dark and gloomy, painted with several cages, the cages were crowded with hideous devils, these devils had a different number of black wings on their backs, the most reached three pairs, their hands and feet were bound by shackles, and their collarbones were still wearing glittering iron chains, and the eyes of each demon showed despair and fear, as if they had seen death coming.

The starlight on the front wall doubled again, like a huge pearl of the night, illuminating the whole room.

Below, Satan's diary is clearly marked with a few lines of numbers:

Satan's Diary, Day 8.

Tang Ming, the temporary spokesperson, was seriously injured, lost 10 points of demon blood, and the mission was in progress.

Net worth: 100,000 low-grade magic crystals, 80,000 low-grade spirit stones; 35,800 medium-grade magic crystals, 28,000 medium-grade spirit stones, two low-level high-level magic guns, 2 little angel slaves, 28 small magic soldiers, and 10 big magic soldiers...... The Demon Squad was successfully built.

Tang Ming looked at it carefully for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He found a few interesting phenomena, the net worth recorded in Satan's diary, as long as the stone that did not fall into his hands, would not appear above, for example, the old devil Zhou Feng owed him 170,000 Chinese products, which was not shown above. The number of demon soldiers does not include captives who have not yet received their souls, and only the surviving Divine Soul White Silk in the Demon King's Order is recorded.

"Tang Ming!" The voice of the Jie Demon Envoy was weak.

"Uh, sir! Ahem, ahem! Tang Ming came back to his senses and turned to look at the black abyss, two pale green lights appeared in the black abyss, much lighter than what he had seen the day before.

"You seem to be hurt?"

"Yes, my lord, the old guy is too sharp, all kinds of high-tech weapons emerge in an endless stream, and the magic of Little Mowei is too perverted, I haven't been killed by him." Tang Ming sighed.

"Hehe, it's good to know that it's powerful, the envoy has already said, don't provoke Mo Wei easily. However, your problem is not in the gap in skill, but in your heart is too soft, and the stand-in puppet handed over to you by the envoy is to save your life, not to give it to a woman, and this woman has not been settled yet. If you have a stand-in puppet, you are completely free from these pains. Jie Mo sneered, and in the end, his voice became very cold, and the room was a little more murderous.

"My lord, the so-called so-called planting melons and planting beans and beans and getting beans, without Dong Tianzhu, maybe I would have died a long time ago. I have my own sense of what to do with her. Although the stand-in puppet is good, it can't replace my life or my heart. Tang Ming retorted loudly. He has this confidence, because he has completed the vast majority of the branch tasks, and he has also collected several times more magic crystals.

Sure enough, the attitude of the Jie Demon Envoy softened: "Forget it, it's up to you kid, it's your business whether you settle her or not, and the benefits of leveling up have been told to you, so I won't be verbose." This mission was well accomplished, except for the fact that he had not yet controlled the East Asian Emperor, everything else was overfulfilled. Say, what to buy? ”

"Thank you, Lord forgiveness!" Tang Ming hurriedly bowed down, and continued: "My lord, can I buy Wang Dafu's face?" Not only does the consciousness and action be consistent, but even the breath must be exactly the same. ”

"Hehehe! Of course you can, it's easy to have the same breath, I have the seeds of bionic grass here, as long as you put the seeds into Wang Dafu's demon corpse mouth, and then put in 10 pieces of medium-grade magic crystals, you can grow seven-colored flowers in half an hour, and taking one can last for a week, but you think about it, are you sure you want to change him? Jie Mo asked with a smile.

"Is there anything wrong?" Tang Ming asked rhetorically.

"There's nothing wrong with it, this idea is very brilliant, you don't say that the envoy almost ignored it, and took Wang Dafu's face, you completed all the tasks one day ahead of schedule. However, any magic, any high-level magic grass, is not flawless, using someone else's face means that you need to accept everything about this person, including his past and net worth, after taking bionic grass, all forms and breaths are the same as Wang Dafu's temperament, you Tang Ming can only take the lead in the main thinking, and the daily action is Wang Dafu. ”

"Wait! What do adults mean that if I change the face of Wang Dafu, I will also become a little wilting dragon? Tang Ming was taken aback, if he really used a small wilting dragon in exchange for the completion of the task, he still had to weigh it, there was still one day before the end of the task, and there was still time to operate.

"Nope! You think too much, the Satan Demon King has the magic power of the sky, how can he let his spokesperson become a wilting dragon? The Demon King also wants you to enslave a large number of beautiful angels, advance quickly, and recruit troops for him quickly. ”

"What's wrong with that?" Tang Ming asked anxiously.

"Let's put it this way, the transformation of the mind replacement technique can restore its original appearance, if it is replaced with a second mask, it means that you fully accept the thinking of the first mask, that is, Wan Xiaogang's thinking consciousness will remain in your heart forever, and it cannot be replaced back into his body, plus Wang Dafu's new thinking and the side effects of bionic grass, you need to control the thinking consciousness of three people at the same time, and the difficulty of control will be tripled, and if one is not good, you will have confused thinking and go crazy." The Devil Envoy laughed.

Tang Ming bowed slightly.

He had already guessed about this phenomenon, he found that he was becoming more and more like Wan Xiaogang, as time went by, no matter what he said and did, or what he thought, he was highly integrated with Wan Xiaogang, and recently, he was even a little impatient, for example, he waved his hand to wipe out Adolf, let Dong Tianzhu's embrace go, and his heart was manic, etc., if it weren't for the restrictions of the love pendant, maybe Lan Yuer and Dong Tianzhu would have been settled long ago.

And Wang Dafu is even more of a big color - a ghost, a big demon, who seems to be a rough brother, but in fact, he is insidious and vicious, decisive in killing, and mercenary, more than Wan Xiaogang, once this kind of thinking is introduced into his mind, his Tang Ming's heart will be much darker, and the light in his heart will be much darker.

"Have you thought about it, to change it or not to change it?" The Demon Envoy urged.

"Change!" Tang Ming closed his eyes and groaned softly.

"Very good, let go and accept it!" As the Demon Envoy spoke, the green light in the black abyss flashed slightly, and there was a face and three slim white grasses in mid-air, and in just a flash, the two things were tightly covered on Tang Ming's face.

"Ah~!"

Tang Ming covered his face and fell to the ground and howled.

A sharp pain that pierced his heart came into his mind, and there seemed to be countless knives cutting on his face, body, and heart, and the wind surged in his mind, and many voices, smiles, and all kinds of things poured into his mind, like a river bursting its embankment, overwhelmingly pouring into his sea of mind......

Nearly ten minutes later.

Everything came to an abrupt halt and the pain was gone.

Tang Ming let go of his hands and slowly opened his eyes.

A long mirror appeared on the wall on the right side, in the mirror, a flat head, thick eyebrows, Chinese face, handsome, muscular young and middle-aged man stood proudly on the ground, his left eye was flat, and his right eye was majestic.

Of course, just because it's the same on the outside doesn't mean it's the same on the inside and the same as on the inside.

He is still Tang Ming, it is still Tang Ming who occupies the dominant thinking, the light in his heart still exists, and there is a majestic little dragon under his crotch.