I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 114 Torture Attack Value Collection System

Ning Zhe's fingertips trembled violently, and his usually calm face suddenly turned pale.

Light blue misty smoke overflowed from his body, slowly condensing into a vague human shape in midair.

"You can't kill Huo Chen, so let him take advantage of his guilt towards you and let him deal with the high priest and the secret guard Seventeen for you, so that you can transfer Huo Chen and remove the two threats. It's a good way to kill two birds with one stone." .”

"Ning Zhe, after so many years, you haven't changed at all."

The cold voice was like a slippery snake, wrapping itself around Ning Zhe's heart, wrapping him tightly.

Ning Zhe felt cold all over.

Qingying sneered, "Why, you are surprised that I didn't die?"

As the voice fell, a cold finger lifted Ning's jaw, forcing him to raise his head.

Ning Zhe's teeth chattered slightly, and he was forced to raise his eyes. Through the misty blue mist, he seemed to see a pair of extremely cold and deep eyes.

"Why..." Ning Zhe looked in a trance for a moment.

"Why? Are you asking me why I didn't die?"

Qingying mocked lightly, and the sound was like silk, and it slowly slid into Ning Zhe's ears, rubbing a cold and greasy feeling: "Indeed, according to your plan, I should indeed be dead at this moment."

Ning Zhe saw him being swallowed up with his own eyes. In his sea of ​​consciousness, there could be no living thing except darkness.

"No, you can't be alive..." Ning Zhewushen murmured.

Qingying gave a low laugh, and slowly rubbed the cold finger on Ning Zhe's face for a while, then slid down, the manicured nails scraped over Ning Zhe's smooth jaw and delicate collarbone, and stopped at his heart , winding gently round and round.

Ning Zhe's pupils shrank slightly, he held his breath subconsciously, and was forced to raise his fragile neck, his whole body was tense, like an arrow leaving the string.

"You want to kill me again?" No. 67 laughed, "That's right, when you were in the uterus, you wanted to kill. It's just that your soul was suppressed by the demon body at that time, and you couldn't do it. Later, I will teach you how to use it." Divine power to dispel the cold, you take this opportunity to slowly use the divine power in your body for your own use.

You have the strength to kill me, but you find that you still have no chance of winning against me.So you started to deliberately approach and seduce Prince Qingluan.

You intended to use his hand to get rid of me, but you didn't expect that I would possess the body of the dark servant, making your plan come to nothing.

Later, you discovered that you can read minds, so you began to try your best to get close to my body, and you even tried to make me let my guard down by making a slutty look. "

The blue shadow was attached to his ear, and the voice was low and deep.

As if he was telling an unremarkable story, he tore apart Ning Zhe's disguise one by one with a flat tone, exposing the most unbearable and dirty secrets in his heart to the broad daylight.

Ning Zhe turned pale, shrank back, and shook his head absently.

As he retreated, Qingying's body bent down another inch, getting closer to him.

A very faint sweet smell emanated from Qingying's body.

This is Ning Zhe's favorite and most familiar taste.

It is also the smell he is most afraid of now.

"Do not......"

He subconsciously wanted to escape.

But Qingying let out wisps of smoke, which bound his body tightly.

Ning Zhe struggled.

"Don't want to be touched by me? Why? Didn't you like this lewd body before? When I don't touch you, you still beg and cry, let me spoil you! Why, you think you can get away if you escape Get rid of these dirty memories?"

Ning Zhe's eye sockets turned slightly red.

No. 67 sneered, "Yes, before you didn't reject me hugging you, kissing you, touching you, that's because you wanted to read my memory, know my identity, and find out Ning Xuan's whereabouts through these touches." .

It's just interesting that you have lost all your face and dignity and tried countless times, but you still can't read my memory.

Your mind-reading skills are useful to anyone, but they are useless to me, Ning Zhe, why do you think? "

His breath was light and cold, spraying on Ning Zhe's face, like a piece of ice clinging tightly to his face.

As if thinking of something, the cold air slowly rose from the soles of his feet and invaded his whole body in an instant, making Ning Zhe stare and speechless.

Qingying touched his face and smiled, "It's really smart."

"You guessed it right, that's the ability I gave you."

"Impossible!" Ning Zhe suddenly pushed him away, gasping for breath, "You didn't even know I had this ability at that time!"

Otherwise, he should have discovered these things long ago, instead of only waking up today!

Qing Ying knew what he was thinking, shook her head, and said calmly, "Ning Zhe, you forgot."

Because it's been too long, so long that even he himself has forgotten about that incident...

Qingying was a little lost in thought.

"Forgot what?"

Ning Zhe's voice sounded, interrupting his memory.

Qingying came back to her senses and smiled without emotion, "It's nothing. Left and right are things you don't want to think about."

Ning Zhe couldn't understand what he said.

Qingying didn't intend to explain it to him now.

For Ning Zhe, it's too early to say something.

He touched Ning Zhe's head, and continued: "Later, you thought of a new way to save Ning Xuan, so you decided to abandon me, run away from me, and find another way out.

You fell low in front of me, let Chiyue assassinate Qingluan, and let Wuling go. Everything you did seemed to be for revenge on Qingluan.

Ning Zhe, your acting skills are so good that I truly believe that all you have done is to kill Qingluan and pave the way for Ningyan.

But if my guess is right, whether it's the assassination or your affection for me, it's just your golden cicada's plan to get out of your shell, right? "

Qing Ying—or number 67, pressed Ning Zhe's heart with one hand, and asked him lightly: "Ning Zhe, is it fun to play with us people?"

There's no heartbeat anymore, it's a dead shell.

The heart he finally found for this person was abandoned by himself after all.

No. 67 looked at Ning Zhe, his true thoughts were covered by the mist.

Ning Zhe was also looking at him, his eyes were dark and dull, and his expression gradually changed from panic to calm and dead.

After a moment of silence, he opened his lips slightly, and his voice was still as soft and harmless as usual: "How did you guess it? No one has ever seen these things."

This is all admitted.

No. 67 didn't answer, but stared at him, and suddenly asked: "Is the current calm also your disguise? Ning Zhe, is there even a little bit of truth in you?"

Ning Zhe's eyes trembled, and he raised his eyes slightly to look at him.

The pitch-black pupils were as deep as an abyss, and there seemed to be a lot of emotions buried in them, and it seemed that there was nothing from the beginning to the end.

No. 67 can't see through.

From the first day of reunion, he has never understood his eyes, and it is still the same until now.

Ning Zhe looked at him for a long time, as if something came to his lips and was about to blurt out.

But in the end, he still lowered his head after all, and his body relaxed, as if he had accepted his fate.

No. 67 knows, he won't say any more.

After a while, Ning Zhe suddenly said, "I don't know."

No. 67 paused, "What don't you know?"

Ning Zhe stared at him, with a gleam in his eyes, "I don't know...whether I..."

The voice behind him was extremely low, barely audible, and No. 67 was listening to him intently.

However, halfway through Ning Zhe's words, a cold light suddenly flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and a faint blue cold flame shot up immediately, attacking No. 67 violently.

Before No. 67 could react, the icy tongue of fire quickly licked his illusioned figure.

The cold flame blazed and swallowed him whole in the sea of ​​flames in an instant.

Before even a trace of resistance could be exerted, his body had already turned into ashes and disappeared in midair.

In the end, only one icy cold sentence was left: "Ning, Zhe!"

Ning Zhe watched the wisp of smoke gradually disappear from his eyes with cold eyes, and finally let out a breath, and collapsed on the couch exhausted.

He was panting lightly, his eyes blurred.

After a while, he closed his eyes, slightly parted his pale lips, and murmured to himself absently: "Number 67, a dead ghost, should disappear forever..."

Ning Zhe buried his head in the quilt, clenched his fists tightly, his back was tensed, and bowed into a curve.

Just now he was struggling to deal with No. 67, and he used the very depleted pupil technique on his own initiative. At this moment, his soul was already in pain so much that he couldn't bear to live.

Ning Zhe bit his lips tightly, his face was as white as paper, and he curled up on the couch for a long time before he gradually got used to the pain of tearing his soul.

A slight warm breeze blows in, and the candlelight flickers gently.

The scene in front of him was blurred, and he gradually lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

Ning Zhe didn't see it, but under the dim candlelight, a very small wisp of faint smoke rose up, drifted around him for a while, touched his tightly clustered brows with pity, and then reluctantly touched Touched his lips, seemed unwilling to leave.

"Go in."

I don't know who said it.

Qingyan languished, and rubbed against Ning Zhe's cheek again, before slowly sinking into the center of his brow.

As the green smoke submerged, Ning Zhe's body gradually emitted a stream of light, and was slowly lifted into the air, and began to automatically restore his soul.

"Ding——" there was a crisp sound, and an abrupt electronic sound sounded in the room.

"Congratulations to the host for rebinding the abused value collection system, the current progress is 75%."

"The system is being upgraded... the system has been upgraded successfully. Congratulations to the host, the upgrade has been updated to a collection system for abuse attack value, the current progress is 5%, please come on, the host, and make persistent efforts."

Ning Zhe seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, and let out a struggling sound.

"You're making trouble with me again, and I'm not trying to harm you, so can't you be obedient..."

An extremely low sigh sounded from nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Zhe's frowning brows were slowly smoothed by a pair of invisible hands, and his clenched lower lip was gently pushed away, wiping away the blood and teeth marks.

Everything happened quietly and slowly in Ning Zhe's sleep.

......

Outside the window, the night is dark.

The Seventeenth Dark Guard hid in the tree, staring at the temple not far away in silence.

There are many other hidden guards lurking beside him.

Their mission tonight is to kill Ning Zhe.

Who knows who secretly sent the information back to Dayue, Ning Zhi was furious when he found out, and gave up the idea of ​​sending Ning Zhe into the magic gate for slow torture, and ordered the secret guard Seventeen to kill Ning Zhe immediately.

When the news came back, the Seventeenth Dark Guard used a hidden sword to seal the throat of the informer.

This made all the dark guards in the dark pavilion very soberly aware that the seventeenth dark guard in their eyes is no longer the silent and low-key person before.

At this moment, they are ambushing here and have almost surrounded the entire temple.

But before the seventeenth dark guard did not make a sound, none of the dark guards dared to speak.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky was about to light up.

All the dark guards held their breath, looking at the silent figure in front of them, the atmosphere was stagnant.

Finally, when the crescent moon disappeared into the dark clouds, the dark guard Seventeen spoke.

"Go!"

All the hidden guards immediately took orders: "Yes!"

The black shadows flew into the night sky like swallows and headed straight for the temple.

Seeing that they were about to sneak in silently, all of a sudden, soldiers in armor appeared out of nowhere, blocking everyone's way.

"The dark pavilion is not in Dayue to protect His Majesty, so why did you come to Tianqi secretly?" The voice was as deep as wine, and it was so cold that it sounded in the silent night.

The seventeenth dark guard rested his fingers on the short blade around his waist, and stood high above the corner of the eaves, looking down at the shadow that slowly walked out of the temple, his eyes were extremely cold and dangerous: "Your Majesty has an order, those who block the way, kill no one." amnesty!"