You Zihua did not intend to answer the question. He turned and left.
The door slammed shut behind Wei Ling, waking him up from his thoughts.
He ran over quickly and found that the door was locked. He could not open it.
"Teacher, teacher, let me out. Let me out."
"Teacher, teacher …" No matter how Wei Ling shouted, there was only silence outside. There was no reply.
He slid to the ground in despair. Why did his teacher do this? What did he mean?
Why did he not have any memories of the past 15 years? Who was he?
He buried his head in his knees. His shoulders shook uncontrollably. His tears fell into his black clothes.
Xunmi rubbed the tiger's head, comforting the restless fellow.
Ever since You Zihua took them away, the tiger and python, who had been quiet, kept making a ruckus.
At first, she thought they had gone crazy. Later, she realized that they must have felt something that made them afraid.
To be able to make two mutated beasts that were close to level five afraid, that thing must be of a higher level than them.
Perhaps it was level six or seven. It had only been three months since the apocalypse, not even half a year. This level was terrifying.
"Xunxun, don't worry. I'm here." Wei Hongyu wrapped his arms around the waist of the person beside him and rubbed against him gently.
He did not know whether to be worried or complicated about Wei Ling. He could see the person he had sent to the ground with his own eyes after so many years.
And it was Wei Ling who had grown up. It was as if the death that year was a joke.
But he could not be happy. He was the one who brought him back. He knew very well whether his death was real or fake.
Because of this, he could not lie that his younger brother was not dead.
Wei Ling's death was a huge blow to his parents, and they passed away one after another.
He was only 15 years old at that time. Faced with the pressure from his uncle, he took it all on his own.
After taking control of the Wei family, he dealt with all the people who had kidnapped his younger brother.
Then he sealed those memories. He thought that he would never touch them again. But now, he closed his eyes and covered the darkness inside.
Xunmi rubbed her husband's head. "I'm fine. That You Zihua will definitely not let it go. Wei Ling … is also a pitiful person."
After digesting the news from the world's consciousness, Xunmi only felt incredulous.
She had seen all kinds of strange parents, but she had never seen such a strange one.
For the sake of immortality, he actually used his two sons as test subjects.
"Xunxun, do you know something?" Wei Hongyu asked uncertainly.
Xunmi shook her head and made up a story. "I don't know. I just thought that You Zihua wasn't normal. Wei Ling, who grew up under his care, must have suffered a lot."
How was she going to tell her husband the truth? She was going to tell him that his father was crazy and was using him and his younger brother to carry out a life-for-life experiment.
Then I'll seal you in ice and use your brother as a vessel to provide him with an endless supply of life?
She couldn't say it out loud. From the Wei family's information, she could tell that her husband loved his father very much.
If he knew that his father was so unbearable, wouldn't he be even more upset?
Since these things hadn't happened yet, why should she say it and make her husband even angrier?
She would solve all of this as soon as possible. All the thoughts that she shouldn't have should be strangled in the cradle.
She coaxed her husband to rest first, then used the excuse of taking Little Blossom and Little Green out for a walk. She successfully snuck into You Zihua's underground laboratory alone.
Beakers and test tubes were placed everywhere. There were also liquids of various colors in them.
Some of them were steaming, while others were boiling inside, bringing with them countless bubbles.
There were all kinds of instruments that she had never seen before. She couldn't even name them.
The deeper she went, the colder the air became. Some of the mice and rabbits in the cages were lying on the ground, dying.
After looking around the entire laboratory, Xunmi came to a conclusion. The other party hadn't started experimenting on human bodies yet.
However, it would probably be soon. They would create an apocalypse. Presumably, it was so that they could capture people alive without any hindrance.
Don't tell her that it might have been an accident. How could an accident cause such a large-scale apocalypse?
Anyway, she didn't believe it. She wouldn't believe it.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Xunmi was looking at a door in front of her. It was a very intricate iron door.
It was set with high voltages, and there was an iris recognition device on the side.
Before he could prepare for the next step, he was interrupted.
You Zihua was carrying food in his hands. He was about to send it to Wei Ling when he saw someone the moment he entered.
Now wasn't a good time to make a move. Fortunately, he didn't have anything he shouldn't have.
Those failed products had been dealt with long ago, leaving no traces behind.
Xunmi stood on the spot and sized up You Zihua. "Where is Weiguo?"
Her calm words made You Zihua uncontrollably knock over the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
"You …" He tried his best to calm down. He forced himself to maintain a normal expression and asked suspiciously, "Who is Weiguo?"
Then, he understood. "You're talking about the elderly head? But the elderly head has been dead for ten years. Naturally, he's buried in the cemetery. "
His heart couldn't help but tighten. Even his breathing became lighter.
Why did she suddenly ask about the elderly head? What was her intention?
XunMi's fingers lightly stroked her hair as she casually glanced at You Zihua and sneered.
"Don't try to lie to me. I may not know whether he's dead or not, but I know very well whether he's buried in the cemetery."
"Tell me, where is Weiguo? How far have you gone?"
They really dared to do anything. For the illusory immortality, they killed their own kind.
No wonder she felt that there was something strange about Huan City. Those ghosts who died unjustly probably hadn't dispersed.
This time, You Zihua's expression changed. His eyes, which were covered by the gold-rimmed glasses, were full of malice.
"Who are you? What do you know? Who told you?"
Other than him and the elderly head, no one else knew about this. How did this person know?
A sharp scalpel appeared between his fingers. It was as if he could give the beautiful woman a fatal blow at any time.
Xunmi flicked her fingers. She looked helpless, but the words that came out of her mouth were cold and murderous.
"Since you don't want to talk, then don't ever speak again."
The crimson flames were woven into a beautiful whip. They intertwined with each other and burned with the power to destroy everything.
You Zihua's pupils shrank. He quickly retreated and the scalpel in his hand shot out.
Thick vines also grew out of his back and lashed out at the golden-red whip.
But the vines, which used to be invincible, began to wither the moment they came into contact with the flaming whip.
If his wind ability hadn't reached level eight and dodged the flaming whip, he would have turned into a pile of ash on the ground.
"You … How is this possible? Who are you?"
You Zihua was in disbelief. How could there be someone stronger than him?!
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