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

Chapter 430 You Trust Me Too Much

The words that Yuan Zhuoyue said were incoherent, like a piece of rock that appeared from nowhere and hit him on the head with a thud.

This made the Dragon King Ruota somewhat confused.

These words, which sounded like whispers to herself, revealed information that there was indeed a past between her and Morax that was unknown to them.

But those words sounded like a passage taken from some book.

It seemed a bit out of place there, which made him even more confused.

But the Dragon King Ruota changed his mind and made a plan.

In the past, when he was interacting with Yuan Zhuoyue, he was willing to reveal information about himself, which showed that he was willing to talk.

And that seemed to be the case now, as if she was expressing her own thoughts, even if the object was not him.

Perhaps they could find out some useful information from it. As for whether the information was useful or not, at least, there was nothing wrong with knowing more.

So the Rāhula Dragon King tentatively said, "...What did you say just now? I don't seem to have heard it clearly, and I don't quite understand what you meant to say."

This actually couldn't be considered a test, but it could barely be considered as him testing whether Yuan Zhuoyue was willing to continue this topic.

If Yuan Zhuoyue kept silent or avoided the question, it would mean that no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to obtain any information from her.

But if Yuan Zhuoyue said something along his lines, wouldn't that just show that the topic could be progressing smoothly without any obstacles?

However, Yuan Zhuoyue did not follow the routine as usual and gave him an unexpected surprise right away: "...I think you trust me a little too much."

Ruotu Dragon King: “……?”

Is there any causal relationship between them? Why did this sentence suddenly pop up again?

Ruota Dragon King did not understand: "...where did this come from?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Zhuoyue's hand suddenly move restlessly, revealing a feeling of being eager to make something else.

When the Dragon King Ruota thought that this guy was going to start attacking Morax again, surprisingly, Yuan Zhuoyue did not move at all.

He just sat calmly beside the bed, with his head slightly lowered, staring at the pale and thin face of the figure lying on the bed.

And after a moment, a deep and gentle voice that was extremely familiar to him came to his ears dimly like the misty morning fog.

"From the beginning to the end, Morax never said anything. All the information you heard came from my subjective narration." The voice seemed to contain a smile, but also seemed to be puzzled: "...Why did you believe the information I revealed so easily? You never questioned the authenticity of my words?"

Ruotu Dragon King: "..."

He really wanted to ask, Yuan Zhuoyue, what on earth are you planning to do?

Ruotu Dragon King thought that if the clever and clever Guizhong was here, perhaps he could have a chat with this guy who didn't play by the rules.

But he himself felt that Yuan Zhuoyue was not only extremely difficult to deal with, but also exuded an indescribable sense of ecstasy.

When he was with her, King Ruotu felt that he had never felt the extraordinary grace that the immortals talked about.

He often wanted to open this guy's head and see what strange things were inside.

Ruo Tuo Dragon King snorted lightly, and then spoke with a haughty tone: "... Guizhong and I, as well as the immortals who have been with you recently, have spent thousands of years in this world. If we still cannot distinguish whether your words are true or false, then we are too useless."

Yuan Zhuoyue nodded: "That makes sense... But it is true. What I have revealed to you since I came here is the most real news, and I have not used any lies to embellish it."

There was no anger in this conversation, and the atmosphere could be considered relatively good. It was one of the rare times when King Ruota was so calm and could chat with Yuan Zhuoyue.

But when the Dragon King Ruota thought that this topic could continue and he could dig out some information, Yuan Zhuoyue began to keep silent again.

She just sat there quietly, without saying a word, but with a calm expression, she stared at Morax lying on the couch with her deep golden eyes.

Just like a stone statue, it remained silent, without any movement or response to any external stimuli.

Such an abnormal change naturally aroused the vigilance and attention of King Rāshtra.

After calling out for a long time, he finally got a response from Yuan Zhuoyue. Her sharp golden eyes looked at him, and she said softly with a gentle smile: "...From now on, I will watch him, and you will watch me. If I do anything abnormal, I hope you can stop it in time."

The Dragon King Ruotu was even more puzzled: "What exactly do you mean by abnormality?"

Is it to keep an eye on your restless hands and stop you from touching the Morax that lives in your body in a rude and random manner?

But this question was not answered as before, and Yuan Zhuoyue returned to his calm state, like a pool of stagnant water.

Both the Rādhāra Dragon King and the God of Wind who had come from afar finally returned to Guizhong after settling them down.

Both were right. It was as if Yuan Zhuoyue had suddenly locked himself in his own world, helpless.

If it weren't for the hands clasped together with their fingers interlocked, forming a medium and bridge.

They indeed felt that there was energy being transmitted and exchanged. They all started to wonder if Yuan Zhuoyue had suddenly suffered some kind of curse and backlash, causing him to suddenly turn into a state like a statue carved from grass, wood, or stone.

Feeling the flow of power, Guizhong and Ruota Dragon King did not dare to disturb rashly, for fear of affecting Yuan Zhuoyue, which seemed a bit inappropriate to them.

For the unconscious Morax, it was time to sort out the power flowing in his body, as well as the injuries on his body that he was now using.

For now, let’s just assume that Yuan Zhuoyue was concentrating on treating these injuries, which is why he ignored everything outside.