Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Si Qi's attack...

Si Qi's attack method was very special, not limited to the attacks of ordinary psychics. The woman sat on the chair, her amorous peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a strong interest hidden under the doubt.

"She is now a sixth-level mutant, right?" The woman turned her head and looked at Si Ruxu who was staring at the screen. Her eyes fell on her knuckles that were pinched until they turned white, and she showed an intriguing smile.

"Yeah." No matter how angry Si Ruxu was, she would not argue with an innocent person. Her beautiful amber eyes fell on the wound left by the mutated octopus zombie on Si Qi, watching the green blood burning the already red flesh.

"I don't know if this is appropriate, but just now you called them failed creations." Si Ruxu turned her gaze away from Si Qi, a nonchalant smile on her lips. The woman in front of her stood up slowly and sat closer to Si Ruxu.

There was no one around, but she lowered her voice, "Who said that only He can create? When He grows tired of and abandons a species He created, should that species just sit there and wait to become extinct?"

"But Si Luoheng, do you think these creations of yours are normal? What do you use as experimental materials? First humans, then plants, what else will there be in the future? Have you ever succeeded?" Si Luoheng looked at Si Ruxu, and those peach blossom eyes that were similar to hers were brewing a complex fanaticism.

"So sister, you deliberately damaged your own superpower core, and then deliberately found Si Qi, refused the token of that stinky bug, and guided Si Qi to find me. You must have discovered it a long time ago." There was no anger in Si Luoheng's tone at all for having her secrets discovered by someone, but instead there was a hint of smugness.

She stood up and slid her fingers across the light screen in front of her. The last scene Si Ruxu's eyes touched was Si Qi half-kneeling on the ground, his whole body soaked in blood, his own and the monster's. Si Ruxu was stabbed and hid the panic in her eyes. Si Qi's face disappeared from the light screen, and a map was spread out in front of her. Si Luoheng's fingertips fell on the red of each area.

"Sister, you've seen it too. These are all destroyed cities where human civilization has completely vanished." Si Luoheng slid her fingertips onto the only pale patch of land and zoomed in. "And this is my experimental area, my greatest success. I used a virus to transform the human body, allowing humans to steal the energy of zombies and use the elements between heaven and earth to compete with His creations."

"And you, sister, you are my most proud work." Si Luoheng's fingertips gently stroked Si Ruxu's pale face and landed on her lips, very lightly. "You have the most powerful superpowers and the most amazing superpower reserves. Why don't you cherish them? Why destroy them?"

"Because He started a massacre." Si Ruxu controlled the ups and downs of her tone. "What exactly did you do? You made a deal with her, right? What was the medium of the transaction?"

"Also, why does Si Qi have superpowers? She is clearly not poisoned." The corners of Si Luoheng's lips, which had just been raised, instantly fell when he heard the name Si Qi.

"Yeah, didn't my sister say she was tired of her, that she was dull and stupid, and then she left the city alone? Why is she so concerned about her life or death? Does she know that my sister has been using her all along?"

"She's not important." Si Ruxu lowered her eyes, her cold tone slowly falling, "I've achieved my goal. Whether she's dead or alive is none of my business. I came here this time just to get an answer from you."

The author has something to say:

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Si Ruxu on the surface: Not important

The real Si Ruxu: She almost turned around and left because she didn't want Si Qi to be caught for research

If you don't understand, please read on. There are some foreshadowings in the previous chapters, but the truth will be revealed in these few chapters.

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On her seventeenth birthday, Fu Zhou's father Fu Li brought her a birthday present, saying it was what she had wanted as a child, a sister.

Fu Zhou looked at the door expressionlessly. The girl was standing not far away from the door. His eyes fell on her through the hazy sunlight. She was slender and tall, with a pair of light-colored eyes on her snow-white skin, which contained unmelted spring snow.

Fu Zhou smiled slightly: Get lost.

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Fu Zhou felt that her nominal sister, who was not in the same household registration book and had a different father and mother, had some problems. She didn't catch the couples outside, but caught her for unrequited love. She didn't catch the ones playing with their phones in class, but caught her for cooking a self-heating hot pot a few minutes in advance.

After being targeted for the umpteenth time, she finally lost her patience and locked her in the room. "No, what are you doing? I didn't blame you for sharing my family property in the future, but you bully me every day at school."

Chu Xiyu glanced at her coldly, with a lingering warmth in her eyes: "I don't want to share the family property. I am your seventeenth birthday gift."

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Chu Xiyu was so jealous of Fu Zhou, jealous that she could be loved, jealous that she knew how to love, so she used her identity as a pretext to seduce her layer by layer, and finally pulled away when she was deeply involved.

On a night that refused to allow daytime heat, she was pressed against the door by the girl, and her hot breath hit her fair neck, causing her to tremble.

She heard the girl's cold and gloomy voice

"Sister, you won't leave me, right?"

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At that time, Chu Xiyu realized that she had never understood the hidden pain under Fu Zhou's appearance. When she realized it, the girl had already put away the tentacles that she had cautiously extended to her, and smiled brightly.

But it hurts my heart to pieces

It's actually a sweet and sour story.

A dog who is easy to coax and a cold and cold, hard-mouthed, soft-hearted, and arrogant servant

Even if the two little ones quarrel, they still eat dinner at the same table.