After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 461 You betrayed my trust

But so far, these impacts are not that profound, and Yuan Zhuoyue has not yet thought about everything in the past.

Otherwise, Morax could be certain that Yuan Zhuoyue's delicate fingertips, which were now pressed against his heart, would instantly turn into an unstoppable blade.

Piercing his chest, returning to him all the pain she had felt.

Yuan Zhuoyue has always been very fair. She will repay the pain she has felt with the same amount of pain she has endured.

Morax faced this situation more than once, but each time he was able to rely on his understanding of Yuan Zhuoyue to slowly lead her out of her mad-like state.

And for Morax, Yuan Zhuoyue's current state cannot be considered crazy at all.

Naturally, he also had many ways to guide this person who seemed to be on the verge of losing control and was controlled by his own emotions and memories.

It was as if Yuan Zhuoyue was temporarily trapped in the memories of the past, unable to get out.

Return to the 'normal' state again.

The bowl and chopsticks that Morax had originally held in his hands had long been put down, and slightly heavy breathing came out from Morax's mouth and nose.

It was like a low sigh.

After a moment of time that seemed to be stagnant or deadlocked, Morax remained like an immovable rock, without moving an inch for a long time.

Finally there is action.

Morax raised his hand, gently pressed it on Yuan Zhuoyue, placed it on his chest, and lightly touched the back of his hand on his chest with his fingertips.

However, with just a slight force, Yuan Zhuoyue did not use much strength, his palm, which was placed there in the air, was already on Morax's chest.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt the heart beating beneath his palm, and vaguely felt a burning sensation that gradually began to spread.

It was like hot magma seeping out from between her fingers, burning her palms and fingers so much that it seemed as if there was intense pain.

Morax's low and steady voice also sounded slowly at this moment: "You have made me pay for the pain you have suffered."

He could feel that the moment the words fell, the hand belonging to Yuan Zhuoyue, which was originally gently pressed under his palm, suddenly clenched into a fist.

He clutched the clothes on his chest and trembled slightly.

Soon, the body that was pressing against his back and behind him began to tremble slightly.

Morax couldn't see Yuan Zhuoyue's expression, but he could feel the warm liquid with body temperature falling on his neck.

"...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hurt you...but I just couldn't control myself." He heard the slightly choked voice crying, "Now you're also injured...there's no way to suppress those wanton guys, then...what should they do?"

Morax's palm wrapped around Yuan Zhuoyue's tightly clenched fist, and he comforted her softly, "...Don't worry, those who dared to touch the [rules] you set have already been eliminated one by one. Now those demons only want to hear your voice and can only obey your orders."

"The lives of the people who are being protected by you... and me are no longer in danger." Morax said as if he was making a promise: "They will definitely survive for a long time."

After that, Morax did not feel any movement from Yuan Zhuoyue who was crawling on his back.

Only the slow and long breath sprayed evenly on his neck, as if she had fallen into a dream now, sleeping peacefully and calmly.

But soon Morax heard it again. Yuan Zhuoyue sobbed softly, and whispered in a tiny voice: "Mom..."

Morax gently opened Yuan Zhuoyue's tightly clenched palm and intertwined his hands with hers again.

And using this as a medium and bridge, he sorted out the power that was now stirring up waves within Yuan Zhuoyue.

I intend to use this method to calm her down as soon as possible.

After confirming that although Yuan Zhuoyue was in a slightly confused state of unconsciousness, he could indeed hear his voice.

Morax continued, "Don't worry, your mother is waiting for you to come back."

Yuan Zhuoyue's sobbing voice paused, and then she burst into tears even louder: "I have no home anymore!"

Morax just sorted out her strength while soothing her gently: "Yuan Zhuoyue, believe me, your mother is staying at home now, waiting for your return. So, you must live up to her expectations--"

But before Morax could finish his words, Yuan Zhuoyue continued crying, "You have no home either..."

Morax was silent for a long time before he chuckled and said, "Your world has not suffered any disasters, and neither has Liyue. Calm down, open your eyes and look around. Can't you make sure that I didn't lie to you?"

The crying finally stopped, and Morax felt the head on his shoulder move slightly.

As if it was really observing the situation around it, its furry head swayed back and forth several times before finally stopping.

Then Morax also heard the nasal sound: "Hmm."

Although this answer is a bit vague, Morax, who has always been closely connected with Gen Zhuoyue, can perceive more problems that others cannot perceive.

It can be clearly felt that Yuan Zhuoyue's previous passionate and sharp emotions have indeed been successfully calmed down.

The surging power in the body gradually calmed down as the emotions gradually calmed down.

Morax continued to persuade him, "If you really don't believe me... then take a closer look and feel it carefully. You will know that what I said is not a lie, and everything before your eyes is not an illusion."

Yuan Zhuoyue was completely quiet now. If Morax didn't know everything about him too well, he might have thought that she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Just when Morax thought that Yuan Zhuoyue, who had finally calmed down, would fall into a deep sleep soon.

Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly said: "I believe you..."

"But..." However, when he spoke to this point, Yuan Zhuoyue's voice became lower and lower, and he did not finish speaking the words.

He had truly fallen asleep.

But Morax knew what Yuan Zhuoyue had not finished saying just now.

He had heard it countless times in the past. When Yuan Zhuoyue said this to him, he sounded sad, annoyed, hoarse, and hysterical.

That sentence is.

——You betrayed my trust...