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

It seems that it is because of the high concentration of elemental power that is infused into the body of this body, replacing the circulation of blood.

It was suppressed temporarily because of the negative energy gathered in this body.

Let the endless products caused by the massive accumulation of [filth] no longer have a chance to reproduce.

It was this rough measure that finally gave him the opportunity to make up for his previous consumption.

Because of the energy and physical strength consumed in solving the hidden dangers of this body, a lot of it was restored in this short moment.

The small golden cube looked at the pale and thin body of Morax in front of him, and he stood up shakily with the help of the wall.

Finally, he held on to the window frame and managed to stand steadily.

The golden blood flowing from the wounds on the body seemed to dye the skin and bones golden.

The dazzling golden color, mixed with the deep red color that had been washed away by the water, flowed along the hem of the blood-soaked clothes, and together with the hot water sprayed from the shower, flowed onto the ground.

It winds and spreads like a painting painted in the most brilliant colors.

Morax seemed to be a little uncomfortable because his clothes were soaked in blood and sticky.

He raised his hand and pulled at the clothes that were stuck to his skin, temporarily separating the water-soaked clothes from their tight connection with him.

It was just such a simple action. When one of the hands that was resting on the wall moved away, the pale and thin figure actually began to shake slightly.

He looked exhausted and was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing this, the small golden cube almost subconsciously rushed forward and steady the shaky and erratic figure in front of it.

He had not even considered that the [filth] in this body, which had been suppressed by Morax, could still pollute him.

Instead, a golden barrier suddenly rose up, blocking the way of the small golden cube, stopping him before he could successfully pounce on Morax.

The small golden cube could naturally sense that the source of the power blocking his way came from Morax.

Then he heard a female voice that seemed to lack strength, but was gentle and peaceful, yet somewhat dark and hoarse: "...The negative energy accumulated in this body has not been completely eliminated. Therefore, it is better for you not to approach me rashly and come into contact with me."

The little golden cube obeyed Morax's instructions without hesitation and stepped back: "Okay, I'll pay attention next time..."

Even so, he still paid close attention to Morax's situation, but saw a hint of hesitation on his face, which had always been calm and composed.

Then the little golden cube heard Morax's slightly hoarse voice: "...Please step aside for a moment."

When the golden little cube heard this, it did not understand what Morax meant at first, but just stepped back subconsciously, almost pressing its square body against the wall.

Morax was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at the closed door of the bathroom. He then said in a voice that clearly sounded a little weak: "...What I meant was that you should go to the hall and wait for a while."

The little golden cube suddenly realized what was going on, and with great agility, it hit the bathroom door handle, opened the door and slipped out.

During this process, he was very considerate and closed the door that had just been opened.

He was very obedient and stayed in the living room. Modern Morax came out of the bathroom.

While waiting, the little golden cube was looking at the furnishings in the living room with interest.

He came to this place twice in total. The first time was when he brought Yuan Zhuoyue's soul which had not yet been contaminated by those [filth]. After Morax gave up the body he had created and accommodated Yuan Zhuoyue's soul.

Move to a place thousands of miles away, away from the influence of the negative and feminine power of "filth" within your body.

The whole process was hasty and panicky. After all, physical damage was relatively easy to repair, but damage to the soul was a more difficult problem even for them.

And Yuan Zhuoyue's soul has been immersed in the body that has been contaminated by [filth] for a long time.

Their action this time was not too early, because the power of [filth] had already taken root in Yuan Zhuoyue's body, but it was not too late either, because the power had not yet contaminated her soul.

The second time was now, he was also anxiously looking for Morax's whereabouts, until now he settled down.

While he was waiting for Morax, he had the leisure to take a closer look at the decorations and furnishings in the room.

It looks ordinary, nothing special at all.

...No, there are still some special places.

When the small golden cube looked around, it saw a shelf covered with a gauze curtain on the balcony of the living room, on which were placed some knives, guns, sticks and clubs.

Looking more closely, all the weapons were unsharpened and covered with a thin layer of dust, except for the two swords that appeared to be in sheaths, which looked cleaner.

On the other side, there was also a tassel-decorated cover, covering something. They were placed on two long tables, one high and one low, one large and one small, one wide and one narrow. The shapes visible through the cover looked like a zither and a harp.

And just under this table, there was a trapezoidal mahogany box, a triangular black cloth box, and some miscellaneous long and short things wrapped in red velvet and placed next to it.

Judging from the location where these things are piled, they seem to be musical instruments or something like that.

The little golden cube first turned his head to look at those unsharpened "weapons" that he thought were more decorative than practical. Then he saw this pile of musical instruments that were also covered in dust.

Lost in deep thought.

Are these all Yuan Zhuoyue’s things?

But judging from Yuan Zhuoyue's thin body, thin arms and legs, and her slender figure like a willow in the wind, she really doesn't look like a martial artist.

As for the pile of musical instruments...

Excuse me for being so rude, but he felt that Yuan Zhuoyue's eccentric appearance did not seem like someone who would study music theory and cultivate his sentiments.

The little golden cube felt that it was not his fault. It was all thanks to the few hours that Yuan Zhuoyue spent with him that left him with a very deep and indelible impression.

As a result, he was now able to imagine how heroic and graceful Morax must be when he was wielding a spear and sword and playing the piano and music.

But when it comes to Yuan Zhuoyue doing this kind of behavior, his imagination is so poor that he really can't imagine what Yuan Zhuoyue looks like.

The source of all this came from Yuan Zhuoyue and a series of his words and actions when they were together before.

So, no matter how you think about it, this is all Yuan Zhuoyue's fault!