Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 452 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (18)

Zhao Zhao wasn't satisfied with just one slap and wanted to slap him again, but Si Yi grabbed her hand with a cold face.

To be honest, Zhao Zhao was still a little worried that this lunatic might have another episode. He felt slightly guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye. However, thinking about what Si Yi had just done, he suddenly felt more confident.

He puffed out his chest and said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Who told you to scare me? You deserved this slap."

"Ah!"

Si Yi sneered, but seeing Zhao Zhao's fierce yet somewhat aggrieved expression, he wasn't as angry as he had imagined. He raised his hand and summoned the Phoenix Cry Sword, only to see Zhao Zhao suddenly take a big step back.

"Why are you running around like that?!" He looked behind Zhao Zhao and quickly shielded her behind him again. His sword swiftly and accurately slashed at the suddenly appearing skull.

The skeleton shattered instantly, and the dilapidated hut vanished, leaving only countless graves in the wilderness and a black hole that kept spewing poison.

At this moment, countless poisonous insects scurried out of the dark cave, and one skeleton after another crawled out of the ground.

Si Yi gripped the Phoenix Cry Sword, which gleamed with a cold light, and was practically blinded by rage. Whenever something approached, she would swing the sword without hesitation, her movements swift and clean as lightning.

He loved this kind of simple, brutal, and unrestrained killing, which made a surge of excitement rush to his heart and brain, making the blood in his body boil.

These things were just practice toys for Si Yi, posing no threat whatsoever. Zhao Zhao, hiding behind Si Yi, went from being afraid and timid at the beginning to opening up and guiding Si Yi.

"Ugh, this snake is disgusting! Senior Brother, don't throw it at me!"

"Ugh, the blood smells awful! Couldn't you have controlled it? It's splattered everywhere."

"Wow, that skeleton is so tall! Ah! Senior brother, you're so handsome!"

While Zhao Zhao was chattering away, Si Yi was fighting a bloody battle.

After Si Yi's excitement subsided, he slowly stopped. He glanced at the clean-up Zhao Zhao and suddenly smiled wickedly: "Junior brother, it's your turn now." He had already cut down all the high-level skeletons, and now only a few poisonous insects remained.

Zhao Zhao had a bad feeling. The next second, Si Yi suddenly disappeared. The poisonous insects lost their target and slowly turned their attack on Zhao Zhao.

"Aaaaaaah! Help!"

Zhao Zhao quickly summoned his Chang Le Sword, which had never been stained with blood. The moment the immortal-grade magic weapon appeared, without doing anything, it made all the low-level poisonous creatures take a step back.

However, Zhao Zhao did not draw her sword, and no matter how afraid the poisonous creatures were, they still swarmed forward.

In the air came Si Yi's exasperated voice: "Junior brother, you are a cultivator! Even if you're a Qi Refining stage waste, you shouldn't be afraid of such idiotic things!"

"Chop them down!"

Zhao Zhao was trembling all over. Because he was just a good-for-nothing, he had been protected by his father for more than ten years.

He had never participated in any real combat, had never even seen anything bloody, let alone faced these poisonous creatures alone.

"If you don't make a move soon, I'm leaving."

Si Yi's cold voice rang in her ears again. Helpless, Zhao Zhao grabbed her sword, closed her eyes, and started hacking wildly.

Chang Le is a spirit; poisonous creatures die as soon as they touch his sword. Realizing his abilities, Zhao Zhao gradually lost his fear. He repeated the slashing motions, and the sword in his hand became more and more nimble.

Finally, Chang Le's sword pierced the body of the last giant spider, and all the surrounding poisonous creatures were finally eliminated.

From the dark, glowing hole, a strange-looking, pitch-black, one-eyed beast fell down. It was about the size of a palm and covered in fur.

"Netherworld Beast".

As Zhao Zhao and the one-eyed beast stared at each other, Si Yi suddenly appeared from the side, walking slowly over with his hands behind his back.

“This is from the underworld,” he said, holding the one-eyed beast’s pelt in one hand and bringing it to his eyes. “It’s a pity it’s just a cub.”

He's too weak, otherwise he would have kept him as a pet.