Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 448 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (14)

In the Phoenix Spirit Sword Sect, although no one dared to bully him, no one played with him either. This was the first time he had seen so many people, and they were all people who liked him, so he was extremely happy.

Si Yi looked him up and down, her gaze lingering on the ends of his hair, and laughed, "If I don't take you away soon, you'll probably be stripped naked."

Zhao Zhao: "?"

Where is your Soul-Capturing Bell?

Zhao Zhao realized what was happening, raised her hand to touch her hair, and exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap! There's a thief!"

"Who stole my things?!"

He immediately turned around, glanced at the gradually dispersing crowd behind him, his eyes slowly shifting from firmness to confusion, and finally concluded: "Senior brother, I feel like they are all innocent."

Si Yi was so angry she almost laughed. She raised her hand and slapped him on the head: "Are you stupid? I really don't know how Master raised you to be like this."

Zhao Zhao took a few steps forward after being slapped on the ground. This time, he didn't hold it against him, but he felt a little depressed as he recalled those kind faces from earlier.

He wasn't stupid; he just didn't want to assume bad things about innocent mortals...

Si Yi coldly stared at his dejected back, her gaze sweeping over the crowd on the street, precisely targeting a man. Her actions were faster than her thoughts; before her mind could even process it, her hand had already grabbed the man's collar.

"Take the stuff out!"

This was a middle-aged man with a very kind face. Suddenly, Si Yi coldly rebuked him, and the thing he was holding in his rough hands fell to the ground in his nervousness.

His expression changed, and just as he was about to pick it up, Zhao Zhao rushed over and pointed to the bell on the ground, saying, "This is my Soul-Capturing Bell!"

Zhao Zhao angrily picked up the bell and shouted at the middle-aged man who was firmly restrained by Si Yi, "Why did you steal my things? I was just happily introducing this treasure to you!"

He remembered this man; not long ago, they had a pleasant exchange of questions and answers.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, and seeing that he had been caught red-handed, he did not try to deny it. He said in a low voice, "I have a daughter who especially likes these delicate little bells, but I can't afford them. When I saw you, young master, I... I had a wicked thought." His face grew redder and redder, and he was clearly very ashamed of his theft.

"You could have just told me if you wanted it. What if I was happy and gave it to you?" Zhao Zhao still didn't understand and said angrily, "Why did you have to steal it?"

"You have hurt me and ruined your own reputation." Although their commotion was not significant, a considerable number of onlookers still gathered around.

Zhao Zhao frowned, glanced around, and yelled at those around her, "Get out!"

He no longer liked these people.

Having followed his sect leader father for a long time, they had also learned some intimidating manners. But when he roared at them with a cold face, the people around them fell silent instantly, and these mortals dared not step forward again.

Zhao Zhao ignored the middle-aged man and turned to leave. Seeing this, Si Yi also released his grip on Zhao Zhao's hand.

Behind her, she heard a man quietly thanking her. Zhao Zhao sighed and ran even faster until she reached a secluded alley before stopping.

Looking around, Si Yi was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Zhao looked up at the sky speechlessly, stomped her foot and angrily cursed, "You dog Si Yi, I thought you would stay by my side and coax me, but when I turned around, there was no one there at all."

"Ughhhh, I'm so angry, you dog Siyi!!!"

Who is the dog insulting?

A familiar voice suddenly came from the empty alley. Zhao Zhao knew who it was without even thinking. He looked up and scanned his surroundings, and spotted the dog Si Yi looking at him with a mocking expression on a wall.

He stopped pretending and yelled, "I'm cursing you!"

"Ah."

Si Yi jumped down from the wall, her gaze still mocking: "It's no exaggeration to say you're stupid."

Zhao Zhao was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to him. He turned to leave, but then he remembered that Si Yi wasn't like his father who would comfort him, so he said, "I want to eat. Take me to eat. I'm starving!"

Si Yi: "I was just about to take you out to eat, but you just stood on the side of the street and wouldn't move. What could I do?"

Zhao Zhao got angry at the mention of this. He glared at Si Yi, but the person in front of him suddenly turned cold and said in a tone that was not joking, "If that person really makes you so angry, you can just kill him quietly to vent your anger. After all, he is just a mortal."

Zhao Zhao was so shocked that she was speechless. Damn it, is this something a sword lord who is supposed to rid the people of evil should say?

He stepped forward, staring intently at Si Yi, and asked seriously, "Senior Brother, what are you saying?"

Si Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Zhao took it seriously, after all, Si Yi didn't seem like the type to joke.

Good heavens! Just by listening to these words, who knows if this is a demon lord or a sword lord? At this moment, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but think of his side quest—to find the demon seed and kill him.

However, if the demon seed is indeed on Si Yi, then it will be troublesome.

Saving him and then killing him—isn't that a contradiction?