I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 128 You Can Only Kneel and Cry for Me!

"What did you find out?"

Lin Li frowned slightly, "Her identity seems to have been covered up by someone. In the end, I only found out that she was a saint of the Hell Clan, and she didn't know anything about the rest."

Huo Chen looked down at Ning Zhe.

Tired of crying, the child was lying on his shoulders, restlessly grabbing the small ornaments pinned to his skirt with his fingers, as if venting his anger, and the corners of his eyes were red, which was distressing.

Huo Chen sighed inwardly, and patted his head, "A-Ning, I'll ask Lin Li to find Xuanxuan for you, okay?"

Ning Zhe paused his fingers, looked up at him, and then at Lin Li.

Lin Li caught his line of sight, lowered his head slightly, avoided his gaze, and said respectfully to Huo Chen, "But according to the general's order,"

Ning Zhe turned his head and pursed his lips: "No need."

Huo Chen knew that he was still angry when he saw his tense face.

"Don't be angry, your eyes are red, and my heart hurts."

Huo Chen coaxed him, and rubbed the end of his bright red eyes with his fingertips, "What do you think will calm down?"

Ning Zhe turned his head to stare at his eyes, and said crisply: "Let me go."

Huo Chen shook his head, "You know it's impossible."

Ning Zhe's eyes began to mist again, strand by strand, hazy and beautiful.

When Huo Chen was about to cry again, a little panic appeared in his deep black eyes.

But before he could speak, Ning Zhe blinked vigorously, suppressing his tears.

He sucked his little red nose, choked up and said to Huo Chen: "If you don't let me go, I will hate you forever!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed Huo Chen, jumped down from his arms, threw off the little brocade boots on his feet, and fled away with bare feet.

Yan Pei stared straight at him, his general picked up this little beggar from some corner?He's a small person, but he has a big temper, and dare to refute his general's face?

Lin Li's cold eyes were also a little dazed.

"General..."

Huo Chen waved his hand, "Go and catch him."

He still couldn't bear to let go.

Even if he was hated by the little emperor and hated by him, he still couldn't bear to let go.

Because he knew that once he let go of his hand, he would really be nothing to the little emperor.

He would rather be a villain, let him hate, let him cry.

At least that way, the little emperor will still have him in his eyes.

He wants to occupy the little emperor's life, no matter what method he uses.

"After you catch him back, put a longevity lock on him, and don't tell him to run around again."

Lin Li said "yes" and took the order to leave.

"Wait for me!" Yan Pei jumped up from the ground like a carp rolling, and hurriedly wanted to follow, but Huo Chen's cold gaze fixed him on the spot.

His heart was trembling, and he couldn't help looking at Lin Li.

Lin Li raised his eyelids, gave him a noble and cold look, and flew away handsomely.

Yan Pei: "..."

All his century-old wine was fed to the dogs!

Relying on others is worse than relying on oneself, Yan Pei immediately swore to the sky, with a serious expression: "General, this really has nothing to do with the subordinates! The subordinates swear that they didn't do anything to Xiao Aning!"

Obviously he was being pressed and beaten all the time!

Huo Chen squinted at him, and repeated in a flat tone: "Xiao, Ah, Ning?"

The three words circled around his pretty thin lips, tender and lingering, like a lover's murmur, but the moment they spit out, frost formed, icy cold to the bone.

Yan Pei: "..."

Fuck, his cheap mouth!

Yan Pei's knees softened and he knelt on the ground with a heartbroken expression on his face.

"General, this subordinate is wrong!"

Stupid Lin Li, come and save me!

......

Ning Zhe squatted on the tree branch, watching the soldiers below looking for him back and forth.

He probably knew what happened just now, but he didn't ask No. 67, just squatted there with his knees hugged, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He hadn't been like this for a long time, he was quiet, neither crying nor fussing, his eyes were empty and empty, as if he was alone in the world, and no one could touch him.

Number 67 hated the feeling of déjà vu.

He broke away from Ning Zhe's body, and his long, smoky fingers clasped his face tightly, forcing him to raise his head.

Ning Zhe looked at him quietly, his eyes were clear and deep.

Make it impossible for number 67 to see what he is thinking.

With anger suppressed in his heart, No. 67 sneered, "What are you thinking, are you angry that I took your body without your consent?"

Ning Zhe didn't know why he thought of this, he didn't care about it, this body wasn't his at all, No. 67 could use it however he wanted.

It's just that he was a little tired, with a sleepy look, and didn't want to talk much.

However, Ning Zhe's behavior of not paying attention to No. 67 completely angered him.

Number 67's five fingers exerted force suddenly, almost pinching Ning Zhe's small face until it was deformed.

"What right do you have to refuse!? I saved your life, and your whole body belongs to me! Don't say I just use your body, even if I fuck you right here, you can only Kneel and cry for me!"

When did he say no.

Ning Zhe frowned, pushed his hand away, "So, do you want to go?"

He put his hand on the ribbon around his waist, as if as long as No. 67 nodded, he would immediately take off his clothes and fuck him without hesitation.

No. 67 breathed heavily, grabbed Ning Zhe's wrist tightly, and pinched a few bright red blood marks on his fair skin.

Ning Zhe looked at him without blinking in his eyes, and uttered a word: "It hurts."

"Pain? Who knows if you are in real pain or fake pain? Ning Zhe, do you have a heart? If you don't have a heart, how do you know what real pain is?"

No. 67 squeezed his chin vigorously, gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and said, "You bastard! I really shouldn't have come to you, why don't you just die!"

The mandible was so painful it was about to crack.

Ning Zhe didn't say a word, and looked up at No. 67 for a long time.

Number 67 is really weird.

Even though they were fine a moment ago, number 67 always changed his attitude suddenly, as if he wished him to die.

And No. 67 has a strange attachment to his body.

He likes to play with him, like to conquer him, to see him surrender and sink into his hands.

He took all his embarrassment into his eyes but didn't care, always watching him struggling in the mud from above, or pushing him with a sneer.

Obviously he didn't owe him anything, so why did he tie the two together wishful thinking?

Ning's long and curly crow eyelashes raised slightly, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and a sweet and seductive smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Let me die, are you willing, you like me, I let you Come on, what are you dissatisfied with?"

He breathed lightly and approached No. 67, his thin white fingertips wrapped around his slender fingers, dawdling as if nothing, with a touch of bright red at the end of his eyes, the overly sexy and seductive aura made him look extremely lewd.

The figure of No. 67 retreated abruptly, keeping a distance of one foot away from him

"Ning Zhe, do you only know how to seduce people? When will you grow up! You...why are you so cheap!"

No. 67 was panting heavily, his usually cold voice trembling with anger, and the smoke around him was violently billowing.

Ning Zhe looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand, accurately inserted into the cloud of smoke, grabbed his body and dragged him in front of him, staring at his face that he couldn't see clearly, said coldly : "What right do you have to scold me! Didn't you teach this? If you want me to go to hell, then I'll show you! Lu Qi, remember, if I really become a scumbag in the future! That thing, it was you who pushed me into the pit of fire with your own hands!"

After Ning Zhe finished speaking, he pushed him away, stretched out his hand and pulled into the shade of the tree, grabbed the man who had been following him, and kissed his lips on tiptoe.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he froze on the spot, his body was so stiff that it almost became a log.

Ning Zhe licked his lips, pried open his teeth and poked in, then lifted the man's arm around his waist, and pressed his whole body against him, as if he wanted to give his whole body to the man with enthusiasm.

"Ning Zhe!"

No. 67 was so irritated by the scene in front of him that his eyes cracked, the smoke all over his body exploded inch by inch, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He pulled Ning Zhe back, "How dare you, how dare you!?"

He even ignored the address Ning Zhe blurted out just now, grabbed Ning Zhe's face and growled angrily at him a few times, then suddenly turned his head to look at the man, as if looking at a dead man.

"Damn you!"

Wisps of smoke turned into icy cold needlepoints, and "Xusu" shot at the man very quickly, until his whole body was shot into a sieve before he would stop.

The man didn't resist from the beginning to the end, and only looked deeply at Ning Zhe with a pair of blood-red narrow eyes.

Then the figure shook a few times, and it burst with a "click", turning into petals and falling to the ground.

——It turned out to be just a clone made of flowers.

But that flower was a kind of flower planted in front of Ning Zhe's window.

In other words, this man was always by Ning Zhe's side when he didn't know it!

The eye sockets of No. 67 were red and bloodshot, and the petals were rolled up with misty smoke, and they were torn to pieces. One hand tightly grasped Ning Zhe's wrist, panting heavily.

He really wanted to kill Ning Zhe, so that he could obediently never seduce others again!He really wanted to take this person's flesh and blood in his mouth, and swallow him whole, so that he could only stay with himself honestly!

But no.

He can't kill him, otherwise everything will remain the same as before, and everything he has done will be in vain!

"Ding—the sadistic attack value is increased by 10%, and the additional reward for the sadistic bonus of the main character is 1%. Congratulations to the host, this time a total of 11% of the sadistic attack value has been obtained. Please continue to work hard, Lord Host."

Number 67 was taken aback suddenly.

Ning Zhe paused, then turned to look at him, "What is this?"

Number 67 seems to be in a trance.

After a long time, he brushed Ning Zhe's hand away with a cold face, "Take care of yourself!"

After saying that, his figure quickly disappeared.

The remaining light blue smoke was hazy and lingering, and it took a long time for it to dissipate completely.

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke poked out from among the leaves.

It only floated out when it found that No. 67 had left, and happily ran towards Ning Zhe, circling around him, touching his face fawningly from time to time.

Ning Zhe leaned against the tree trunk and stretched out a slender finger.

Qingyan was overjoyed, and immediately entangled him, rubbing and rubbing on his fingertips in attachment, being extremely intimate with him.

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly for a moment, then said slowly: "I never thought that even a lonely ghost could give birth to the purest and purest love in this world."

Qing Yan happily licked his fingertips, as if responding to his words.

Ning bent his lips, "It's a pity he doesn't want it, and it's useless to keep you."

Qingyan was stunned, but before she could react, Ning Zhe flicked her fingertips, and suddenly a cluster of cold flames appeared, burning Qingyan to ashes.