Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 467 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (33)

"Ahhhh!"

At this moment, another scream came from beside her. Si Yi stood still, but dared not go forward again.

"...It's all fake, I don't need help."

No sooner had he spoken than one person died because of his presence.

The withered skeletal Qilin said, "You've fallen into demonic possession. Join us."

Golden Qilin: "Si Yi, you've betrayed your reputation by standing by and watching someone die!"

It sat on a high chair, looking down at Si Yi as she struggled, its seductive laughter echoing throughout its territory.

In the distance, the barrier flashed with light due to its influence. Zhao Zhao suddenly stood up and looked at a pitch-black area not far away.

"I'm going to find Si Yi."

On the other side, the remnants of the Yin-Yang Qilin, the inner demon, and the evil monkey were all clashing in Si Yi's mind. He coughed up a lot of blood, and whenever he couldn't hold on any longer, he would slash his own arm with the sword in his hand without hesitation to stay awake.

Slowly, his entire left hand was covered in blood. He could no longer bear it, and without hesitation, he raised the Phoenix Cry Sword and resolutely stabbed it into his heart.

"Nether Beast, quickly protect Si Yi!"

The sudden familiar roar made Si Yi pause. At that moment, a bright light flashed on his chest, and his mind cleared for a few seconds.

"Zhao Zhao."

He murmured the words, and there before him stood Zhaozhao.

The boy couldn't see him, and looked around anxiously, unaware that the person he was looking for was right in front of him.

Following the guidance of the Nether Beast, Zhao Zhao ran to Si Yi, but Si Yi was not there. Instead, two dead fellow cultivators lay on the ground.

Sensing that Si Yi was in danger, he quickly called for help from the Nether Beast.

"This is it, this is the place."

Zhao Zhao sensed the distance of the Nether Beast and reached out her hand, but touched nothing.

In despair, Si Yi stared blankly at him as he reached out his hand to her. She raised her hand slightly and saw that both of her hands were covered in blood. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two corpses beside Zhao Zhao staring at her with their eyes wide open in death.

His head began to throb violently again, and the motionless Nether Beast in his arms jumped out and rushed towards Zhao Zhao.

Not far away, on a high chair, Qilin focused on dealing with him, continuing to intensify its bewitching efforts.

"A Nether Beast?! What are you doing here alone? Where's Si Yi?!"

After the Nether Beast left Si Yi, its form immediately appeared before Zhao Zhao's eyes.

The little black lump of coal ran to Zhao Zhao's feet, biting at the hem of his white shirt and dragging it straight forward.

Zhao Zhao followed along, and suddenly, she felt as if she had broken through some kind of barrier. Her eyes lit up and the surrounding environment had changed.

"Brother!"

Zhao Zhao stared wide-eyed. In the enormous, eerie black and white palace, Si Yi, dressed in white robes stained with blood, was filled with demonic energy. His eyes were bloodshot and he was delirious, raising his sword to slash at his own neck.

Seeing him mobilize all his strength, Zhao Zhao couldn't care less about anything else. She rushed to Si Yi and grabbed his sword without hesitation.

"Senior brother! What are you doing?!"

Her palm was slashed by the sharp sword, and blood dripped onto the black and white floor. Si Yi stared at him, her eyes filled with even more madness.

"Someone like me is a scourge if I stay in this world! I deserve to die!"

"Let go!!"

He had lost his mind and raised his hand to draw his sword, but Zhao Zhao held it tightly, preventing him from moving.

"Nonsense! Aren't you the most arrogant person around? How come you're saying such discouraging things now?!"

The Nether Beast leaped onto Si Yi again, its small body once more blocking the bewitching sounds of the Qilin.

Veins bulged on Si Yi's forehead as he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill the Qilin! Kill the Qilin!" Unfortunately, his consciousness only returned to normal for a few seconds before he fell into the spell again.

"Alright, alright! Kill it! Kill it!" Zhao Zhao nodded and looked at the monster not far away, shouting, "I'm going to kill it! You must hold on, you can't commit suicide, senior brother!"

He tried to release the Phoenix Cry Sword, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Si Yi finally stopped slashing at him.