Chapter 59 He was killed

Just now in the secret realm, knowing that Su Yunyu was feeling a little disappointed because she didn't get to touch the Azure Phoenix, Xiao Shuying specially bribed the Crimson Flame Phoenix to give Su Yunyu a taste of her own medicine.

Holding the Xuanhuang, which was curled up like a sparrow, Xiao Shuying thought that since it was a surprise, she wouldn't announce it beforehand, so she quietly pushed open the door and entered.

But what should have filled her with secret joy turned into a sudden, frozen moment when she saw the shocking scene before her eyes—

He saw Su Yunyu and a strange man acting intimately, their heads close together as they whispered to each other, their hair intertwined.

Even so, Su Yunyu was still being held in that man's arms.

In an instant, the blood in his body turned into boiling magma, scorching his limbs and bones, and an extremely violent chill exploded from the bottom of his heart.

But to avoid appearing too unfamiliar, Xiao Shuying suppressed her emotions, her teeth aching from clenching her teeth, and asked, word by word:

"Master, you..."

The words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, startling both Su Yunyu and 111. Especially 111, which was just a system and had no such thing as resourcefulness or adaptability.

Su Yunyu instinctively wanted to escape this awkward situation quickly, so she hurriedly tried to leave 111's side. However, 111, seemingly having found some idiotic solution in the database, stubbornly refused to let go and even deliberately raised its head in provocation.

"And who are you?"

Su Yunyu just wanted to cover her face. Although he did have 111 act intimately with her to test Long Aotian, this was no longer a test, it was practically a provocation.

In a moment of desperation, Su Yunyu stomped hard on 111's foot. Caught off guard, 111 let out a wail, but immediately realized something was wrong and stopped making a sound, just glaring at Su Yunyu with a sullen expression.

Xiao Shuying coldly observed the two's feigned secrecy and the subtle glances they exchanged. Seeing the familiarity and closeness Su Yunyu showed towards this person, she unconsciously dug her fingertips into her palm, a sharp pain escaping her lips as she suppressed her lucidity.

"You don't even know who I am?"

As he spoke, he walked over to 111, his tall figure and deep eyes sweeping over it. His smile, though seemingly curved, was inexplicably cold.

"How dare you, a nobody, offend my master like this?"

Although her identity was unknown, it no longer mattered; in Xiao Shuying's eyes, she was nothing more than a tiny speck of dust.

111, feeling intimidated, took a step back. A flicker of fear rose in its heart, and it began to lose its composure. It thought to itself, "This is a cheat code in the transmigration world! How could it be some nobody?" So, it gathered some intelligent data from the database before launching its counterattack:

"A nobody is clearly an insignificant person, how am I insignificant?"

"..."

Is the focus on the nobody? Isn't the focus on the second half of the sentence?

Seeing that 111 was completely absorbed in its AI idiocy and couldn't extricate itself, Su Yunyu just wanted to cover his face and run away. He must have been out of his mind to let a system act with him. Seeing that it was getting out of control, he quickly stopped it.

"That's enough, he's just a good friend of mine."

Xiao Shuying turned around, her frozen figure mirroring the light in her eyes. When she looked at Su Yunyu, her gaze shifted from a chilling, murderous intent to a soft, water-soaked pebble, her tone seemingly feigning grievance:

"Master, but you two were clearly so intimate just now."

If it weren't for the fact that she had played the innocent role so successfully in front of Su Yunyu, Xiao Shuying would have immediately had the Crimson Flame Phoenix spew out a mouthful of flames to burn that wild man who dared to lay a finger on her to death.

His accusatory tone made Su Yunyu's eyes light up. She thought that if Long Aotian seemed to care about this matter, it meant that he had a possessive desire for her.

The situation was very favorable, so Su Yunyu deliberately kept a cold face and continued to test the waters:

Even if we've become a little closer, what does it matter to you?

The subtext is to reflect on one's own identity and motives for finding this matter offensive.

If Long Aotian could suddenly see the light and recognize his own limitations, that would be ideal.

111 walked up behind Su Yunyu with a folding fan in hand, looking like it was asking, "What can you do about it?" Compared to its initial indignation, it now just wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds and crack them open.

Upon hearing these cold and heartless words, Xiao Shuying dug his fingers into his palms until they almost bled. He suppressed the shock surging within him and feigned reflection:

"I'm sorry, Master, I shouldn't have been so rash."

Who exactly is this person?! To make Su Yunyu say such things? Yes, they are just master and disciple. Even if they are closer to other people, what does it have to do with me?

So that's what Su Yunyu thought—that he was just a disciple and should behave himself?

Since he cares so much about that person, he might as well kill him. What about this so-called deep bond between master and disciple? He wants more than just that.

After saying this, Xiao Shuying pretended to be distraught and ran out, secretly instructing the Crimson Flame Phoenix, which had shrunk to the size of a sparrow, before leaving.

Upon receiving the order, Xuanhuang immediately took flight, swiftly transforming into its dazzling and majestic original form. As 111 showed longing on its face, Xuanhuang let out a cold cry and suddenly spat out a mouthful of flame—

In an instant, all that could be heard was the sound of 111 jumping up and down, and its belly full of resentment:

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Where did this wild bird come from? Why is it attacking me!"

Su Yunyu was so captivated by the divine beast's splendor that she didn't even realize she'd been spewed fire upon herself. When she came to her senses, she saw the Crimson Flame Phoenix pluck a feather and gracefully fly away.

"..."

Is this correct?

111 started rolling around on the ground. Su Yunyu had no choice but to channel her ice-type spiritual energy into it.

The commotion in the room finally subsided.

The Crimson Flame Phoenix once again shrank to the size of a sparrow, flew out of the Northern Underworld Palace, and easily flew to a shady spot, where it landed on Xiao Shuying's shoulder.

Xiao Shuying leaned back with her arms crossed, rubbed Xuanhuang to show her appreciation, and then waited for 111 to come out so she could deliver a fatal blow.

He curled his lips into a cold smile, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

If you dare to touch someone you shouldn't, then you're dead.

At this moment, Su Yunyu finally remembered Long Aotian's departing figure and was completely panicked. This was completely different from what she had expected!

If Long Aotian had something he couldn't say to him, he should have been angry, not acted as if he had been wronged...

"Oh no," Su Yunyu said to 111, her mind heavy with worry.

"I think Long Aotian might genuinely just have a simple master-disciple relationship."

111 was also powerless to do anything about it; human emotions were far too complex for its system to calculate. It simply shrugged, then, as if struck by a thought, said:

[I think Long Aotian is really scary.]

The gaze that Long Aotian gave it, with his back to Su Yunyu, was so dark it seemed to be brewing a storm. He had always thought Long Aotian was incredibly kind and innocent.

Su Yunyu simply brushed it off:

"He's scary because he's angry, but he didn't do anything to you."

111 pursed her lips, then seemed somewhat eager to try:

I'm going out for a walk, I'll be back in a bit.

He had been accumulating energy for a long time, and now that he had finally taken human form, he was determined to return home satisfied.

With Su Yunyu's permission, 111 happily pushed open the door and ran out.

What Vast Peak, what Northern Underworld Palace—these are scenes it used to see through its host's eyes; it only wants to experience them firsthand.

Just as he pushed open the door of the Beiming Palace and was about to rush out, suddenly, a huge pressure exploded from all around, rendering 111 unable to move.

The air felt like sharp, cold rays piercing straight into her body. 111 immediately sensed something was wrong and tried to call for help from Su Yunyu, but not only could she not move her body, she couldn't even move her consciousness.

With a creaking sound, like something being squeezed to its limit, pain appeared on 111's face, and its body gradually became transparent. In just a few seconds, it turned into white mist and disappeared with a gust of wind.

After 111's energy was damaged and she had to return to her sea of ​​consciousness to recuperate, Xiao Shuying slowly walked out of the shadows, looking at the empty snowfield with deep eyes.

Despite being dead, it turned into white mist and vanished completely.

Either he only killed the clone, or...

In short, it was definitely not a physical entity. As for what it actually was, Xiao Shuying regretted not asking more questions.

But that's fine, even if that person returns, they won't know who killed it.

Having learned her lesson from Yin Jiang's miraculous resurrection, Xiao Shuying no longer intends to publicly confront and deal with someone.

Having easily resolved a major concern, he was finally able to release the pent-up resentment he had been harboring.

As for Su Yunyu...

He decided to think carefully about what it means to like someone.

Su Yunyu, who was deep in thought in her room, hadn't yet come to a conclusion when she suddenly heard a series of squeaking and wailing sounds from within her mind. It was 111 crying in pain.

[Aaaaaaah, I'm dead!]

"What is that?" Su Yunyu asked, looking bewildered.

"You weren't alive to begin with."

[no]

111 cried while saying something incomprehensible:

[Do you know what happened as soon as I stepped out of the Northern Underworld Palace?]

Su Yunyu was deep in thought and couldn't stand 111's suspense any longer, so she urged:

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

111 made a few sobbing sounds, followed by the sound of snot and tears streaming down her face.

[A powerful force descended from the sky and stabbed me; do you know how terrifying that was?]

“I know,” Su Yunyu couldn’t help but recall the dozens of lifetimes she had just transmigrated into. Every time she wanted to kill Long Aotian, the result was that a powerful pressure descended from the sky, and she was the one who died.

And so, the person and the system suddenly found common ground, and they huddled together in their sea of ​​consciousness, sobbing softly.

[It was terrifying. I couldn't even speak; it felt like I was being crushed.]

Su Yunyu comforted it:

"It's alright, it's all in the past. Think about me, how many times has Heaven killed me?"

"By the way," Su Yunyu asked 111:

"Do you really believe that fate killed you?"

[nonsense]

111 was absolutely certain: [Only the Heavenly Dao could exert such immense pressure, but why would the Heavenly Dao kill me?]

Su Yunyu smiled pityingly: "I already told you not to go against Long Aotian."

[I understand now,] 111 suddenly realized, and after much painful reflection:

[I'm going to add this cool feature to my storybook.]

As the electrical sound returned to her mind, Su Yunyu, already accustomed to it, walked to the window and continued to ponder.

If Long Aotian only has feelings for him as a master and disciple, then what should he do next?

Thinking back on all those master-disciple novels he'd crammed for, should he really abandon all sense of masculinity and try to seduce someone a few times?

The thought sent a chill down Su Yunyu's spine.

What seduction? He would never seduce anyone!

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Author's Note: [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]