Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 436 What to do when the genius senior brother wants to die? (Part 2)

"Ouch!" The mountain path was rugged, and Zhao Zhao, who had injured her leg, tripped over a protruding rock and fell to the ground again.

"Damn it! Broken leg, can you even walk?! If you can't walk, then die!" Zhao Zhao's handsome face was contorted with pain.

As it turned out, he did have a terrible temper; when he got angry, he would even curse his own legs.

Seeing that he was about to fight with his legs, the system quickly reminded him.

[Zhaozhao, don't worry. Didn't your father give you a storage bag? There must be healing pills inside.]

"Right!" Zhao Zhao exclaimed in surprise, touching her lower back. Her expression immediately darkened: "Damn it, where's my storage bag?!"

System: ...Perhaps he should get his head checked.

The storage bag disappeared sometime ago...

Zhao Zhao has always been careless, and she has lost countless storage bags since she was a child.

He instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, sitting listlessly on the spot. His injuries were too painful; the pampered young master had never suffered hardship before, and he twitched in pain.

Fortunately, the boy was carefree. When he couldn't walk anymore, he simply lay down on the ground and squinted at the afterglow of the setting sun shining through the woods.

The sun was about to set, so he decided not to go any further, figuring his father would come looking for him if he didn't come home.

So Zhao Zhao lay down on the sparse grass, closed her eyes, and leisurely hummed an unknown tune.

"Chirp!"

A familiar bird call came from the deep forest. Zhao Zhao immediately opened her eyes and saw a blue spirit beast the size of a person whistling past and disappearing in an instant.

"That annoying bird." Zhao Zhao recognized it; it was the spirit beast that had bumped into him earlier.

It moved in a hurry, as if it were attracted by something.

Zhao Zhao stared intently in the direction it had flown away, but all she could see was an ordinary scene, and she found nothing unusual.

The boy, being quite curious, craned his neck and squinted at it for a long time.

"Mu Zezhao".

A gentle breeze swept past him, and just then, someone called his name from the silent forest.

The sound was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, crisp and melodious, as if it possessed a magic power that could penetrate people's hearts.

Zhao Zhao's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been gently touched by something. He turned around subconsciously, and the first thing that caught his eye was a corner of a black robe fluttering in the wind.

He looked up and realized that a young man in black robes was standing behind him.

The young man was tall and slender, with long, glossy black hair tied up high, the ends of which swayed slightly, making him look even more handsome and elegant.

He looked down at Zhao Zhao, who looked a little disheveled, with a seemingly kind and gentle smile on his delicate face. But the smile didn't reach his eyes; it was a forced smile.

Zhao Zhao's gaze met his. After thinking carefully for a while, she finally recalled the man's name from her distant memories.

"Big brother."

He is Si Yi, the eldest disciple of the Phoenix Spirit Sword Sect, Zhao Zhao's senior brother, and also his mission taker.

Zhao Zhao had heard countless rumors about this genius senior brother since she was a child, but in reality, the two of them had never actually met.

As far as I can remember, the last time the two of them were close was when Zhao Zhao was ten years old and was being bullied, and his father sent Si Yi to rescue him.

After that, Zhao Zhao never saw him again. After all, Si Yi was a true cultivation fanatic. He was either in seclusion or training in a secret realm, so the two rarely ran into each other.

Time flies. When they first met, Si Yi was a promising young Nascent Soul cultivator under his father's tutelage. Now, he is a renowned Divine Transformation Sword Master.

Zhao Zhao thought it would be difficult to see the Sword Master from the snow-capped mountain again, but unexpectedly, on her very first day in this world, she met him as soon as she turned around.

Meeting Zhao Zhao's distant gaze, Si Yi's attitude remained relatively gentle. He nodded to Zhao Zhao and forced a smile again, "Master sent me to find you." His cold gaze swept over Zhao Zhao's injured leg before casually looking away.