Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 439 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (5)

Si Yi's expression changed instantly, and her attitude underwent a complete 360-degree transformation, showing no concern that Zhao Zhao knew her true identity.

In his mind, he had automatically categorized Zhao Zhao as a fool, a fool who posed no threat whatsoever. So Si Yi could no longer tolerate it, grabbed Zhao Zhao by the neck and sent her back to his Ruijing Palace.

With a "bang," Zhao Zhao was thrown onto the floor of the room. At the same time, the barrier set up by Si Yi silently unfolded in the room.

With her neck finally freed, Zhao Zhao immediately cried out, "Help! Dad! Xiao Chen! Help!"

Seeing that there was nothing outside the door, they finally discovered the barrier set up by Si Yi, and their hearts sank.

The boy's pale face turned ashen, his eyes wide with terror as he stared at the black-clad youth who had calmly sat down in his room. He suddenly roared, "You're not my gentle and refined senior brother! Who are you?! Where is my senior brother?!"

"Heh." Si Yi leaned back lazily in her chair, propping her forehead with one hand, and said casually, "Dead."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Zhao's eyes immediately reddened, and her whole face turned flushed. She exclaimed in disbelief, "My senior brother is dead?! Impossible!"

The boy's reaction was truly remarkable. Si Yi even began to wonder, when did their relationship become so close? Would Zhao Zhao be so heartbroken if he died?

"You scoundrel who killed my senior brother, you will die a horrible death!"

Si Yi snapped out of his daze and saw a small ball of fiery red light condensing in Zhao Zhao's thin palm as it hurtled towards him. It was a small ball, but it was his full-force attack.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud because he was immoral, but his impression of Zhao Zhao was now further enhanced by his image of her as reckless and brainless.

If it weren't for Zhao Zhao's identity, Si Yi would have killed him on the spot for that one provocative action.

He raised his hand, and with a slight flick of his black sleeve, the small ball of light dissipated in mid-air like steam. At the same time, Zhao Zhao was thrown out and rolled on the ground in pain.

Si Yi didn't want to kill him, and used less than a tenth of her strength. Seeing him rolling on the ground in a sorry state, she asked curiously, "Does it hurt that much? I didn't even use any force."

"Ughhhhh, I'm so angry!" Zhao Zhao was furious. The weak are utterly powerless against the strong.

Being so well protected by his sect leader father, Zhao Zhao had forgotten just how weak he really was. Now, with a simple wave of his sleeve, Si Yi had completely brought him back to reality.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and he angrily looked up, stubbornly staring at the black-clad youth sitting calmly in the chair, and said, "If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, as long as I live, the fact that you killed Senior Brother Si Yi will eventually come out of the dark!"

The boy on the ground had disheveled white clothes and a wronged expression on his delicate face. Since people's emotions cannot be understood from each other, after hearing Zhao Zhao's threatening words, Si Yi slowly raised her hand and tapped his head in the air: "Idiot."

I don't know how his wise and powerful master could have given birth to such an extremely foolish son.

Zhao Zhao continued to roll on the ground and scream, but Si Yi suddenly lost her patience. Just moments before, she had been all smiles, but in an instant, her expression changed drastically.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Zhao was startled. After realizing what had happened, she retorted defiantly, "You... ugh!"

He sat up, raising his hand to his throat as he mumbled, "What did you feed me?!"

Si Yi wiped her hands and said casually, "Poisonous insect, if you dare to tell anyone about my affairs, you can die."

"vomit!"

Damn it, that dog Si Yi's mother actually fed him bugs!!!

After trying to pry for a long time to no avail, Zhao Zhao's eyes darted around, and taking advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention, he suddenly ran towards the palace gate. The heavy and sturdy black iron gate was specially made by his father to protect him, but no matter how much he pried at it, it wouldn't budge.

"You little fool, did I give you permission to leave?" A sinister voice sounded from behind, and at the same time, Zhao Zhao's stomach suddenly started to hurt.

"Holy crap!" Is Si Yi a demon?!

Although Zhao Zhao is a good-for-nothing, under the protection of his sect leader father, he can practically do whatever he wants in the Immortal Sect. The humiliation he has suffered today is more than he has in the past sixteen years combined.

Si Yi watched the boy struggle in pain with a calm expression. He was a vicious person at heart. He would feel a strange pleasure or even murderous intent when he saw others suffer because of him.

But... Zhao Zhao is Master's son.

His master had treated him well, so even if he was heartless and disgusted with Zhaozhao, he couldn't kill him.