After the exchange of lives, the eldest lady comes to the door with a knife

Chapter 25 New binding objects
The hazy night was like a gauze curtain, covering up the hustle and bustle of the city during the day. Fang Xuan, who had already said goodbye to Zhang Rui, was hurriedly heading home.

Just when he was thinking about whether to bind a new object, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been delayed for too long, and he hadn't been to the eldest lady for almost three days.

He had obviously promised to go over on time to practice with her, but he didn't know if it was too late to go now.

While Fang Xuan was thinking, he had already climbed onto the eldest lady's body. This time it was very different from what he had imagined. It was not a martial arts training ground.

It was in a luxurious living room, opposite to which was a [-]-inch large color TV, which was showing cartoons.

Fang Xuan took a quick look and found that he was about the same as Becky the piglet in his previous life.

Missy still has such hobbies?
Fang Xuan was slightly shocked in his heart, and when he wanted to get up and take a closer look, he subconsciously glanced at the "rustling" sound coming from the side of the sofa.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but it’s shocking to see it.

The entire sofa was filled with densely packed snacks, which almost engulfed the young lady’s fair calves.

The beverages on the white jade table were not heavy, and there was a pack of freshly opened potato chips in his arms, which looked like he hadn't tasted a few bites yet.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Xuan's mind was in chaos.

"Didn't you say last time, let me not be too tired and relax, so I tried to do it." Nangong Yue's voice of explanation sounded.

I told you to relax, but I didn't tell you to be arrogant. After just a few days of not seeing each other, has Miss You's consciousness become so high?

This was the day he had dreamed of in his previous life.

"Then how do you feel?"

"Not good, these things are not to my liking. It seems that you are right, Shidou. Some of the novels are indeed made up. This kind of weird method can't make me relax at all."

Answer without any surprise, if Nangong Yue likes it, then hell, Fang Xuan thought to himself.

Immediately, when he was about to explain that the reason why he had not come these two days was because he was delayed, Nangong Yue spoke first.

"Aren't you hurt?"

"what?"

"Didn't you say before that you were being hunted by your enemies? I guess you must have encountered some trouble because you failed to abide by your agreement."

Her voice hesitated a few times, with a trace of concern in her tone.

Listen!

Listen up!

This is the young lady who is as indifferent as an executioner in your mouth. She doesn't know whether her conscience hurts or not, and she only spreads rumors all day long.

Fang Xuan felt warm in his heart: "Don't worry, you didn't get hurt, it's just that the delay was a bit long, so I came here as soon as the matter was almost resolved."

"Let Sister Nangong worry you."

"It's good that you're not injured." Nangong Yue was visibly relieved.

Although she knew that waste materials could always turn disaster into good fortune, when it actually happened, she was more worried than anyone else.

Especially after Fang Xuan failed to keep his appointment on time, Nangong Yue was at the bottom of his heart at that time, fearing that something would happen to the former and he would never come over again.

Even though she has never met each other, Nangong Yue's mind is full of the other party's voice.

At that time, she was thinking that if she could go to another world, she would definitely kill those guys with a few knives, but unfortunately she couldn't do anything in reality.

I can only spend these days worrying.

Fortunately, not only did he not forget the agreement, but he also thought of himself immediately.

It turned out that we all missed each other, and Nangong Yue was a little unspeakably happy.

Fang Xuan didn't know what the eldest lady was thinking, so he happily ate the potato chips. Anyway, the bag had already been opened, and it would be wasted if he didn't eat them.

"If you like it, I can find someone to send it to you." Nangong Yue couldn't help but say.

"That's not necessary. You can eat potato chips occasionally, otherwise you will gain weight easily."

"Get fat?"

"It's about being a big fat guy."

Speaking of this, Fang Xuan bowed his head intentionally or unintentionally. Although he felt the heavy weight more than once, the scale is still amazing.

Every time he comes here, he has to get used to it for a while, otherwise he really won't be able to bear this kind of "fatness".

"I'm not going to gain weight."

Nangong Yue, who had no idea that she had become a "fat man" in Fang Xuan's mind, said with determination.

"Then let's go to the training ground."

"No more rest?"

"Enough rest."

Next, as usual, Fang Xuan operated the Missy's physical training, and Nangong Yue guided from time to time.

Perhaps in the world today, apart from Nangong Yue, the person who is most familiar with her body is Fang Xuan.

Just like an old couple, even if he doesn't deliberately remind him of some postures, he can understand them with just a few words from the eldest lady.

And compared to when she first arrived, the eldest lady's tone now, although still cold, was always mixed with a soft voice.

Finally, after eight hours passed, it was time for Fang Xuan to leave, and he said goodbye to Nangong Yue.

"Pay more attention to safety and come here on time next time." She usually doesn't talk much, but this sentence was particularly serious.

Fang Xuan also promised him that he would be punctual next time, and then returned to his body.

……

"I always feel sorry for you, Miss."

After opening the reward option on the interface, Fang Xuan rubbed his forehead in distress.

Thinking of the eldest lady, she was worried about her safety every day these days, but he had to use the rewards he got from the other party to exchange for a new binding partner.

Fang Xuan felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Especially when he saw the message that popped up on the interface, his feeling of guilt became even stronger.

[The binding object "Nangong Yue" has a good impression of you, the current favorability is 70 points, and the object's 35% talent source bonus will be obtained. 】

This is obviously beyond the normal friendship, but anyone with a bit of conscience should know how to choose.

"I choose to get an exchange place."

Fang Xuan made a difficult choice.

It seems that he can only wait until later to make good compensation to the eldest lady. There is nothing he can do about it.

But Sister Nangong is gentle and considerate. I believe that even if she knows what happened, she will forgive herself generously, right?

Fang Xuan can only use this kind of argument to try to persuade himself to avoid guilt. Fortunately, he can operate online and two-line, and will not confront himself face to face, otherwise the guilt will be more intense.

Immediately, his attention was focused on the interface board.

[Please add tags to search for binding objects. 】

He added "medical skills" to it.

[Congratulations to the successful addition of the player, and now the search for the target has begun... The search is complete, do you want to start binding? 】

"Bind!"

Fang Xuan took a deep breath.

[Matching, the object has been generated, I wish you a happy game. 】

The text passed quickly, and after a fainting feeling in my brain, I saw a clean church.

The bright sunlight shines through the stained glass and shines brightly on the angel statue in the front.

Fang Xuan found that there was no one else around. On the mahogany table in front of him, there was a prayer book and a bottle of pitch-black bubbling potion.

Curiously, he picked up the glass bottle and sniffed it with his nose. He found that there was no disgusting smell, but a light fragrance.

At the same time, the smooth glass bottle also reflects the face of the owner.

This is a Western girl with long golden hair and a lily headband. Her blood-red eyes are as beautiful as roses.

She was wearing a long white dress with a badge with a rose pattern on her left shoulder. The first impression she gave was that she was gentle and virtuous.

However, perhaps because of the color of the eyes, there is also a little extravagance.

White gloves, knee-length socks, etc…

All in all, she is another girl who matches Fang Xuan's aesthetic point of view.

Fang Xuan was thinking about how to speak, but the first sentence of the other party caught him off guard.

"The evil god from hell, you are here to take away my soul, but don't bother you to do it yourself, I will take my own life."

The girl's voice was full of sadness and despair.

"There is no point in human life. The subjects always feel that I should be tied to the pyre. Perhaps death is the only relief."

In her words, the girl seemed to have no attachment to her own life.

relief?

Free from what? !

I just came here and you are going to commit suicide. Do you want to be so exaggerated? No, absolutely not!

At least wait until I have learned a lesson!

"Wait a minute. If you have something to say, please say it. Don't let your mind wander!" Fang Xuan hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

The girl was startled when she heard the words: "Aren't you the evil god who harvests souls?"

"of course not!"

"Then who are you, why are you in my body, and why can't I move?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Shido. I come from a distant world. You can think of this phenomenon as witchcraft."

"As for why I came here, of course I heard someone calling for help."

Of course, this must be false!

Fang Xuan's only thought now is to appease this lost girl who wants to commit suicide first.

He couldn't just watch a young girl die tragically in front of his eyes, otherwise his conscience would feel bad.

"For help?"

After the girl was silent for a long time, her voice revealed confusion: "But what's the point of living? The hatred in everyone's heart cannot be changed. We are all descendants of tyrants. Why is my brother supported by others, but I can only be hated by the world?"

(End of this chapter)