I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 132 General, does it hurt here?

Yan Pei was just teasing this idiot on a whim, and seeing him cold, he felt quite bored.

"Master Baihu, you have to protect your own life next time, don't just bump into the knife edge in a daze, and you hurt your hand in the same robe, my heart hurts like hell."

Yan Pei pretended to rub his heart, with a heartbroken look on his face.

Lin Li has known him for many years, and knows that he usually behaves like Meng Lang, so he doesn't say anything.

With a "tsk", Yan Pei threw the jade porcelain bottle with the medicine to him, turned around and slipped into Ning Zhe's room to play.

Lin Li frowned, intending to stop him, but his hand lightly passed through his waterfall-like long hair, catching nothing.

He had no choice but to warn, "Don't run into Mr. Ning again."

"Know it!"

Yan Pei shook his hands without looking back.

Lin Li looked at the small medicine bottle he threw to him, sat down slowly, and put the

When he entered, Ning Zhe was leaning against the small window, looking down at the delicate white bone flute in his hand.

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Pei took the bone flute away from his hand, put it in his hand and weighed it twice.

"The color is average, and the bone quality is not good. What did you use to make it?"

Ning Zhe was not sure, "Probably a human being."

Yan Pei smiled, "You think I'm stupid, how can a human have such a small skeleton."

He shook his head, and returned the bone flute to Ning Zhe, "This shit is worth looking at for a long time, how can it be as interesting as the erotic album I gave you?"

Ning Zhe raised his head and silently glanced at him.

Yan Pei probably also remembered the last time he was hammered on the ground because of this matter, he quickly waved his hands and said: "Don't mention it, don't mention it, you can let me go, the general almost dumped me because of this matter Eight dollars."

Ning Zhe put the bone flute into a small purse, put it close to his body, and said in a low voice: "This is not a broken thing."

The bones of the witch god are treasures that many people in the world can't dream of. It is said that its power can swallow mountains and seas, and its potential can move the world. It contains the vast power of the witch master's life.

It's a pity that Ning Zhe tried his best before, but he didn't see any mystery about this bone, as if it was just the most common bone.

Only in the past two days did the bones change slightly.

Ning Zhe thought about it, and it probably has something to do with the opening of the Demon Sealing Gate.

It is rumored that before the fall of the witch lord, he frequently entered and exited the abyss of the demons, but the reason is unknown.

Ning Zhe thought, maybe he could find clues in Jiyuan and get the technique of using the remains.

According to historical records, the bones of the witch god are used as the carrier, and the blood, flesh, tendons, and soul of the gods are injected into it, and the vitality of the heavenly lotus is supplemented, and the god may be revived.

For hundreds of years, the Dai Viet royal family wanted to revive the god more than once and return to the peak of prosperity in the past, but suffered from not knowing the whereabouts of the remains of the witch god, and could not find them everywhere, so they had to give up in the end.

Unexpectedly, after going around, the remains fell into the hands of a fake.

Ning Zhe thought of the boy who had exactly the same face as him, and sighed inwardly.

Perhaps, the emperor could see that he was resurrected, and let him go free from now on, and let that person go too.

……

The Gate of Sealing Demons is located in the Temple of the Witch God, guarded by thousands of dead souls of the Lin family, and the Demon Sealing Conference will be held in the temple tonight.

Ning Zhe didn't know what Huo Chen's plan was. He planned to sneak in to find an opportunity to sneak into the abyss, but Huo Chen seemed to have seen his intention, and he had been guarding him since he woke up, never leaving him.

"I shouldn't have saved you!"

Ning Zhe poked his heart hard with his fingertips.

Although his injuries are fully healed, the internal injuries he suffered before have not healed. After being poked by Ning Zhe, he started coughing again, coughing blood all over his hands.

Huo Chen sighed, wrapped Ning Zhe's angry hand with his clean hand, and wrapped him in his arms, "The emperor calms down, I made a mistake."

Ning Zhe squinted at him, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he didn't mean to be angry, Huo Chen thought carefully and said, "You shouldn't force the emperor to choose one of the two, you shouldn't surprise the emperor, you shouldn't plan on the emperor...is that right?"

His tone was cautious, for fear that he might make a mistake.

This scene reminded Ning Zhe that when he tortured himself during that time, he always liked to ask him what was wrong, as if as long as Ning Zhe realized his mistake, he could let him go.

But every time Ning Zhe answered, he was still dissatisfied. Instead, he tortured Ning Zhe even harder, making him feel so painful that he would die.

Now that Feng Shui is turning, he, Huo Chen, also has this time.

Ning Zhe thought of many ways to revenge him for a moment.

But until the end, he still didn't say anything.

"Your Majesty..." Huo Chen panicked for no reason.

Ning Zhe pushed him away, lowered his eyes and said softly: "General, you are right, what's wrong with you. What's wrong is me, I shouldn't be cruel and innocent, I shouldn't slaughter your Huo family, let alone kill Da Yue The lives of [-] soldiers are worthless. I am an executioner, and if I die, I will go to hell for my own sake. It has nothing to do with the general."

"No, no!" Huo Chen held his face, making him raise his head and look at himself, "You are not an executioner! You are Aning, not the emperor! It is not you who killed!"

Ning Zhe was too lazy to argue with him.

It was indeed not him who gave the order, but he was the one who carried it out.

Even until now, he never felt that there was anything wrong with killing those people.

Huo Chen thought he wanted to save the Huo family.

But he didn't know that Ning Zhe had arranged to go to the Huo family to report the news on purpose.

Ning Zhe clearly knew that the Huo family could not escape this doom no matter what.

He risked being punished by the emperor to report the news, just to save himself a way out.

His plan was successful.

Huo Chen followed the traces he left behind to find out everything, felt so guilty for him, and regretted what he had done so much that he vomited blood.

But only Ning Zhe knew that it was all fake.

He was never innocent.

He also had no reason to take revenge on Huo Chen.

"Your Majesty, don't say anything...Look at me, I'm here, I'm guilty, I'm at your disposal, you...don't torture yourself like this, I've seen... ..feeling terrible......"

Huo Chen pressed against his forehead, his heart felt so cold that his teeth were chattering from the pain.

Ning narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice, and said softly: "General, I'm hungry."

Huo Chen closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch his face, forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and pursed his lips and said, "Okay, okay, I will take you to dinner."

After dinner, Huo Chen brought a large and heavy fox fur and wrapped it carefully for Ning Zhe.

I don't know where to find a pair of fluffy gloves and a warm scarf, and put them on for Ning Zhe one by one.

It was already the middle of winter, the new willows on the river bank sprouted buds, and the wind gradually warmed up, but Ning Zhe was wrapped into a ball, and he couldn't even walk on the road.

When being carried into the carriage by Huo Chen, Ning Zhe sucked on the tip of his red nose and whispered to him, "General, I'm hot."

Huo Chen felt uncomfortable seeing him enduring hard.

Ke Ning's body is cold, he doesn't know what's wrong with his body, and he can't keep warm. The doctor said that he needs to be well wrapped up on weekdays, so that he can't stand the cold.

No matter how much Huo Chen felt sorry for him, he could only say: "Your Majesty, bear with it, you won't have to suffer any more when your body recovers."

Ning Zhe thought, he was a dead person, how to take care of his body.

This time even the eye sockets were red, and the big eyes were misty, "But General, I feel uncomfortable."

The voice was so soft and soft that it almost touched the apex of the heart, making Huo Chen wish to hold everything in front of his eyes so that he would not be a little bit tired.

"Your Majesty, my hands are cold. If I help the Emperor to cool down, it won't be cold."

Huo Chen cooled his hands with internal force, and carefully pressed them against Ning Zhe's face.

Ning Zhe let out a "huh", hugged his big palm with two small hands, rubbed his palms, and slowly leaned his head on his shoulder, unbelievably quiet.

The carriage was moving slowly, and the wheels of the carriage pressed against the ground in circles, making an ear-splitting noise.

Originally in the palace, Ning Zhe traveled in special carriages, which made no sound when traveling on the road.

Now in Tianqi, Qingluan is pressing too hard, Huo Chen has no time to choose, so he can only hire an ordinary carriage and lay layer after layer of thick blankets.

It's just that the noise doesn't go away.

Huo Chen was worried that Ning Zhe would be uncomfortable, so he gently covered his ears with the other hand.

Ning Zhe blinked his long and curly eyelashes, leaned on his shoulder obediently, and closed his eyes.

"General."

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Zhe suddenly called him.

Huo Chen was looking at the deployment map, and immediately lowered his head when he heard this, "What?"

Ning Zhe shook his head and remained silent again.

Huo Chen touched his head, kissed him on the forehead, and said nothing.

After a while.

"General."

"Ok?"

"where are we going?"

"At the Demon Sealing Conference, the four major families gathered, Prince Tianqi came in person, and the guards gathered near the temple. The imperial city was not well-prepared. Wouldn't it be a good opportunity for a large-scale attack?"

Ning Zhe nodded, his expression still looked weary.

Huo Chen thought for a while, then asked him warmly: "What exactly does the emperor want to ask?"

Ning Zhe's eyelashes twitched, trembling, trembling like a butterfly's wings.

"I have nothing to ask."

He pursed his lips, and his tone returned to the coldness.

Huo Chen sighed from the bottom of his heart, without revealing anything on his face, stroked Fu Ning's clenched lower lip, and slowly apologized: "Sorry, I'm talking too much."

Ning Zhe closed his eyes and said nothing, but his clenched hands tightened slightly.

Yan Pei, who was driving outside, sighed and shook his head when he heard the conversation in the car.

Lin Li next to him glanced at him, his face was cold, but his eyes were slightly puzzled.

——A goose with a dumbfounded head.

Yan Pei slightly raised his lips and smiled, the baby's face was full of cynical smile.

He turned his head and raised his voice to the car: "General, we are almost there."

If you want to say something sweet, say it quickly.

Neither of the two people in the car understood his painstaking efforts.

Ning Zhe pursed his lips, clenched his fingers again, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "General, general."

Huo Chen was very patient, "The minister is here."

Ning Zhe opened his eyes, and slowly stroked his heart with his hand, touching it lightly for a while.

"General, does it hurt?"

Huo Chen looked slightly startled and was stunned.