Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 458 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (24)

If she hadn't brought Zhao Zhao with her, Si Yi planned to go directly to find that legendary, extremely powerful demon beast.

But since his junior brother had come along, he would reluctantly take him along to broaden his cultivation and knowledge. They could look for demonic beasts later.

It must be said that Si Yi really knows how to train Zhao Zhao. In just a few days of following him to fight monsters, Zhao Zhao has made a qualitative leap.

Zhao Zhao is no longer afraid of monsters. As long as Si Yi is within his sight, he dares to go up and exchange a few blows with them, even if his moves are just tickling them.

This afternoon they found a water source, cleared out the monsters inside, and planned to rest there for the night.

Zhao Zhao didn't know the cleansing technique, and the bloodstains on her black clothes were scabbing over in patches, which was very uncomfortable.

So he ran to the lakeside, intending to wash up.

"I rely on!"

As soon as he unbuttoned his robe, the bloodstains on his chest startled Zhao Zhao. He was injured? When did this happen?

"what happened?"

Si Yi noticed Zhao Zhao's unusual behavior, turned around with a cold face, and found that the boy's fair back was covered with bloodstains, and patches of blue, purple and red swelling.

"What happened to your back?"

Zhao Zhao found the wounds on his body unbelievable. In fact, apart from being a little tired, he had not felt any pain on his body along the way. He also couldn't tell whether the bloodstains on his black robe were from a demon beast or his own.

Looking into Si Yi's suddenly cold eyes, Zhao Zhao muttered, "Don't look at me. For some reason, my wound doesn't hurt, so I didn't notice it for a moment."

He thought that Si Yi was annoyed by his troublesome nature.

Si Yi quickly approached, pulled down his robe, and found that he was covered in wounds.

A strange sense of irritation welled up inside him. He squatted down and said urgently, "How could you be so stupid! You didn't even realize you were injured!"

Zhao Zhao rolled her eyes at him: "You'll know when you get hurt yourself, this wound doesn't hurt at all!"

A look of doubt flashed in Si Yi's eyes, and she asked again, "Didn't Master give you a lot of defensive magical artifacts? Why didn't they protect you?"

He stepped forward and took a small jade pendant from Zhao Zhao's body, only to discover the problem: the pendant was malfunctioning.

Not only that, the magical artifacts in their storage bags have all become useless.

Zhao Zhao's eyes widened, belatedly realizing the secret place where Si Yi had committed suicide in the story and feeling frightened.

The unknown gradually emerged, catching them off guard.

Si Yi was highly skilled and daring, so she wasn't afraid of anything. However, she was worried about Zhao Zhao and felt a pang of guilt when she saw the wounds on his body.

It's his fault for being too careless and not observing Zhao Zhao's condition.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhao's wounds were not very serious; they just looked numerous.

He had a lot of high-quality pills and healing medicines in his storage bag, so curing these minor injuries was a piece of cake.

Fortunately, the medicine did not lose its effect, and Si Yi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhao Zhao's injuries healing at a visible speed.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao was about to put the black robe on, he asked in a deep voice, "Don't you have any other clothes?"

"Yes." Zhao Zhao was puzzled by his cold expression.

"A white robe would look much better."

The black robe hindered his observation.

After saying that, Si Yi turned around and wandered around to investigate the situation, casually dealing with a few demonic beasts. After thinking for a moment, he deliberately let the demonic beasts injure him.

Only then did I believe what Zhaozhao had said.

The wound really doesn't hurt.

The blood-soaked monsters exuded murderous intent, but Si Yi was in a bad mood and had no time to fight them. With a simple and brutal sword strike, they all fell to the ground.

When I returned to the lakeside with a cold expression, the boy, dressed in a clean white robe, turned around and gave me a bright smile.

"Senior brother, I'm hungry!"

"Get me something to eat!"

Looking at his smiling face, Si Yi was slightly stunned. He thought that the white robe suited Zhao Zhao better.