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

“‘People’?”

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

Mrs. Si nodded, "I think Chen Su's child is good, responsible and responsible. The most important thing is to be wholehearted and devoted. The two of them grew up together and have feelings for each other."

Mr. Si also felt the same way, "Well, we have grown up with that child. Although we are a little colder, we know the truth. Besides, Niannian can be said to be raised by him. I don't worry if Niannian gives him the future."

Si Xinghe had known the couple's thoughts for a long time, so he didn't find it strange about their current reaction.

"What if they have different races? For example... Chen Su isn't a human?"

At first glance, these words sound like a swearing, but when they are thought about it, they have a deep meaning.

The old couple also struggled over the tip of the knife. They all said that the older people get, the more they become, so they are no exception.

"You mean Chen Su is the zombie emperor?" Mr. Si boldly guessed.

If this is true, it can explain the suspicious reaction between the youngest son and granddaughter just now.

Mrs. Si was slightly stunned, and then she looked stunned.

"When Chen Su and his mother were kidnapped, they disappeared for many years. When they came back, they were indeed a little different from when they were young. They seemed to be even colder and they were not very popular. We all thought he had suddenly changed and was frightened, so they became like this."

With doubts, all the details of the past are also reminded of, and the answers are found to be found inadvertently ignored.

"Chensu rarely eats. He feeds Niannian more at the dining table. His grandfather once complained that Chensu never accompanied him to breakfast."

A zombie naturally doesn't have to eat.

"Chen Su is really the Zombie Emperor?" the old couple asked in unison, staring at Si Xinghe.

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

The old couple of Si family fell silent.

A zombie.

Still the Zombie King.

It actually grew up next to them like this.

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

Si Xinghe shook his head, "No, the Zombie Emperor who has experienced the ultimate advancement is equivalent to an immortal. Even if his ability is stronger, even the Immortal is not his opponent. What you are talking about is the situation that only low-level zombies will happen."

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, it's enough. Zombie Emperor, Zombie Emperor. After all, he is a leader in a world and has the power in his hands, so he can protect Nian Nian."

"But when will he wake up? I'm sure this heavenly disaster will not cause any serious harm to his body?" Mr. Si was even more worried about this.

The granddaughter is a affectionate person. If Chen Su's child really had any accidents because he helped her resist the heavenly disaster, he would probably be his granddaughter who would live in regret for the rest of his life.

Si Xinghe didn't expect that the old couple would be so accepting that their granddaughter fell in love with a zombie king.

After thinking about it, he smiled again.

"Don't worry, the heavenly tribulation cannot hurt the wolf cub, but it will help his cultivation."

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

Mr. Si frowned, "Well? The heavenly tribulation is helpful to Chen Su's cultivation? Can the zombie emperors now reach the level of practicing with the power of the heavenly tribulation?"

Why hasn't he ever heard of it?

Or is Chen Su an exception?

Mr. Si just looked at Si Xinghe like this, and always felt that he still had something to hide.

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

"Okay, you know what you want to know, take a break early, I'll leave."

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

Si Xinghe put his hand on the door handle and turned around and looked at the old couple with a smile.

"Go and get your other son back. The world is not peaceful now. I have to protect my brother, right?"

Leaving an inexplicable smile, Si Xinghe left like this.

Mrs. Si looked at the closed door and thoughtful.

"My wife, what are you looking at?"

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

"My wife!"

"Um?"

Mrs. Si finally came back to her senses, "Old man, do you think it's a bit strange between the third brother and Aqi?"

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

After all, men are not so careful and not as sensitive as women. They smiled indifferently, "What's so strange about it? They originally formed friends because of like-mindedness, and later became brothers. Isn't it right for their relationship to get better and better?"

"Besides, the third brother's real identity is... I guess Aqi's identity is not much simpler. Maybe they have a relationship, but it's just that it's not convenient for us to know?"

Mrs. Si blinked, "Is that true?"

It seems to make sense.

But why did she just think it was more than that?

"Okay, don't think too much. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. The third child is not a child anymore. He will handle his own affairs by himself. In short, they will not hurt the other party, nor will they hurt this family. What's the point of not being surprised?"

Mr. Si took Mrs. Si to the bathroom.

...

Inner city, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.

Si Xinghe drove to the middle of a mountain.

It is surrounded by dense forests on three sides, with only one road. At the end of the road is a three-story villa, which stands majestic and mysteriously.

The smart door slowly unfolded, Si Xinghe drove the car in, walked around the yard, and casually threw a handsome tail.

He put his hands in his pockets, and after getting off the car, he casually looked around.

How many years has he not been here?

One hundred years?

Or two hundred years?

Or five hundred years?

He can't remember it any more.

"It's really not changed at all."

Si Xinghe murmured, and a familiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the villa he built himself as a cyclical identity. Every flower and wood inside, all the decorations were designed by him.

Who made him fall in love with the design industry at that time? He pretended to be young and went to become a college student.

Thinking about it now, it's really fun.

"Owner."

The puppet housekeeper came over and bent down respectfully to Si Xinghe, "Welcome the master back."

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

Oh, maybe he will follow the orders of that little guy.

This was also his license back then.

“Where is seven?”
Chapter completed!