Chapter 908 What if He Wasn't Human?

Si Xinghe's expression was subtle, and the tip of his tongue slowly swept across his upper teeth.

"'Human'?"

The old couple obviously failed to get the essence of Si Xinghe's words.

Mrs. Si nodded, "I think that Chen Sui is a good child. He is responsible and responsible. The most important thing is to be single-minded to Nian Nian. The two grew up together and have feelings for each other."

Master Si also felt the same way, "Well, we watched that child grow up, although his temperament is a little colder, but we know the bottom line, and it's not an exaggeration to say that Niannian was brought up by him, Niannian's future Leave it to him, I can rest assured."

Si Xinghe has long known the old couple's thoughts, so he is not surprised by their current reaction.

"What if they are of different races? For example... Chen Sui is not human?"

These words sounded like cursing at first, but after careful consideration, they have a lot of meaning.

The old couple also came over from the tip of the knife, saying that the older they get, the more refined they are, and they are no exception.

"You mean Chen Su is the zombie emperor?" Mr. Si made a bold guess.

If that was the case, it would explain the suspicious reaction between the younger son and granddaughter just now.

Madam Si was stunned for a moment, and then her face was stunned.

"After Chen Sui and his mother were kidnapped and disappeared for many years, when they came back, it was indeed a little different from when they were young, it seemed to be colder, and the whole person was not popular. We thought he was a sudden change and was frightened. , that's how it became."

With doubts, all the details of the past are also remembered, and those things that were inadvertently ignored have also found the answer.

"Chen Su rarely eats. At the dining table, he feeds Nian Nian more. His grandfather once complained that Chen Su never accompanies him to breakfast."

A zombie naturally does not need to eat.

"Chen Su is really the Zombie Emperor?" The old couple asked in unison, their eyes fixed on Si Xinghe.

Si Xinghe shrugged, "Don't you already have the answer?"

The elders of the Si family were silent.

Zombies.

Or the zombie king.

It just grew up around them.

"How strong is the zombie emperor's ability to control his mind? Will he suddenly lose control and become a mindless killing machine?" Mrs. Si asked.

Si Xinghe shook his head, "No, a zombie emperor who has gone through the ultimate advancement is equivalent to an immortal, and even if his abilities are stronger, even immortals are not his opponents, those you are talking about are low-level zombies. what happened.”

The old couple breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Mrs. Si nodded, "That's good, as long as Chen Su doesn't hurt Nian Nian, the zombie emperor will be the zombie emperor. After all, he is a leader of a world, and he has some power in his hand, and he can protect Nian Nian."

"But when will he wake up? Are you sure that this catastrophe will not cause any serious harm to his body?" Mr. Si was even more worried about this.

The granddaughter is very affectionate. If Chen Sui's child really had an accident because she helped her resist the catastrophe, I am afraid that the granddaughter will live in remorse for the rest of her life.

Si Xinghe did not expect that the old couple would be so accepting of their granddaughter falling in love with a zombie emperor.

After thinking about it, he smiled again.

"Don't worry, Heavenly Tribulation can't hurt the wolf cub, but it will help his cultivation."

As for how much help, it depends on how much the brat can absorb.

Old Master Si frowned, "Huh? Heavenly robbery helped Chen Sui's cultivation? Can today's zombie emperors reach the level of training with the power of heavenly robbery?"

How has he never heard of it?

Or is Chensu a special case?

Master Si looked at Si Xinghe like this, always feeling that he still had something to hide.

Si Xinghe blatantly ignored Mr. Si's inquiring eyes.

"Okay, you know what you want to know, rest early, I'm leaving."

"Are you going out?" Mrs. Si looked at Si Xinghe who had already reached the door and was about to open the door, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Si Xinghe put his hand on the doorknob and turned to look at the old couple with a smile.

"Go get your other son back, the world is not very peaceful now, I have to protect my brother, don't I?"

Leaving an inexplicable smile, Si Xinghe just left.

Mrs. Si looked at the closed door thoughtfully.

"Wife, what are you looking at?"

Mr. Si went to put water for his wife's bath, but when he came back, he found that she was still looking at the door, and her posture had not moved at all.

"Wife!"

"Um?"

Mrs. Si finally recovered, "Old man, don't you think the relationship between the third child and Aqi... is a bit strange?"

She has had this feeling for a long time, but it has become stronger and stronger recently, and she can't ignore it if she wants to.

After all, men are not so attentive, and women are not so sensitive, so they smiled indifferently, "What can be strange? They originally became friends because of like-minded people, and later became brothers. Isn't it right that their relationship is getting better and better? "

"Besides, the true identity of the third child is... I guess Aqi's identity is not that simple. Maybe they have a relationship, but it's not convenient for us to know?"

Mrs. Si blinked, "Is that so?"

It seems reasonable.

But why does she just think it's not just that?

"Okay, don't think about it too much, the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the third child is no longer a child. He will handle his own affairs. In short, they won't hurt each other, let alone the family, no wonder What's wrong with that?"

Mr. Si took Mrs. Si to the bathroom.

...

In the inner city, the moon is full of stars.

Si Xinghe drove to the middle of a mountain.

Surrounded by dense forests on three sides, there is only one road. At the end of the road is a three-storey villa, which stands majestically and mysteriously.

The smart door slowly opened, and Si Xinghe drove the car in, walked around the yard, and casually made a handsome flick.

With his hands in his pockets, he looked around at random after getting out of the car.

How many years has he been here?

a hundred years?

Or two hundred years?

Or five hundred years?

He himself can't remember.

"It really hasn't changed at all."

Si Xinghe murmured, the corners of his mouth evoked a familiar smile.

This is the villa that he built himself when he used to be the cycle. There are flowers and trees in it, and all the decorations are designed by him.

Who made him fall in love with the design industry at that time, so he pretended to be tender and went to be a college student for a while.

Now that I think about it, it's really interesting.

"Owner."

The puppet housekeeper came over and bowed respectfully to Si Xinghe, "Welcome back, Master."

All the puppets here were made by Si Xinghe with his own blood, and they were only loyal to him.

Oh, and maybe at the little guy's orders.

This is what he licensed back then.

"What about seven?"