I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 137

The person who died was the eldest son of the patriarch of the Hell Clan, who was usually the patriarch's favorite. He never thought that Ling Ji would kill as soon as she said it, and she didn't even show any affection.The rest of the people were so frightened that they stared for a while without reacting.

Ling Ji released two puppets, told them to clean up the bloody corpses, and looked downstairs.

She had made a lot of noise just now, and people from the other two families were aware of it, so they sent people over, calling it a visit but actually investigating.

Ling Ji smiled and looked at several people, her clear and beautiful eyebrows were as curved as the moon, so bright and beautiful that she couldn't see the bloody aura of killing people.

When the people of the two families saw that she was leading the team, their lips turned pale with fright, and they didn't even say a word, and they handed over their hands and said goodbye. Looking at the running posture, it seemed that there was some ghost chasing after them.

Seeing this, Ling Ji raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, and there was a sharp and haughty look at the end of her eyes.

"Is sister powerful?"

Ning Zhe was watching this scene with narrowed eyes on the third floor, when a clear and crisp voice suddenly came from his mind.

Ning Zhe's body stiffened slightly, and he froze for a while.

"What's wrong?" Huo Chen noticed his strange behavior and lowered his head to ask.

"Shh, don't tell him, this is our little secret." The voice laughed again, the voice was as crisp as a silver bell, and it was very nice.

Ning Zhe looked up at Lingji.

From his distance, he could only vaguely see the woman in black leaning on the railing. She couldn't see her expression clearly, but could feel the familiar playful gaze.

Ning Zhe blinked, and obediently followed what the voice said, "It's nothing."

Huo Chen didn't doubt that he was there, touched his face, and coaxed him in a warm voice: "At this time, Yang Yan should have started to lead troops to make a surprise attack. It is very dangerous outside. The emperor will stay here with the minister first, and someone will come later." To pick you up and leave."

Ning Zhe was stunned again when he heard the words, his thin and pale finger bones couldn't help but clutched his skirt, "Then general, what about you?"

Seeing his unintentional movements, Huo Chen's complexion became softer, and his sharp and cold eyebrows completely softened: "Your Majesty, I have other things to do. I will come to you when I finish."

Ning Zhe stared at his deep eyes that were as dark as ink and could not see any emotion, and did not speak for a while.

Lingji knew that Huo Chen didn't tell him anything, so she patiently explained in his mind: "Dayue is now in decline, and it is no match for Tianqi in terms of military garrison or national strength and people's hearts. Under such circumstances, Huo Chen wants to overthrow Tian Qi can't fight recklessly to take back the lost land. He wants to take it by chance, nothing more than to capture the thief first and capture the king first, so that Tian Qi can change his master."

Ning Zhe thought for a moment, then said slowly, "You mean, Huo Chen has joined hands with Fifth Ling to kill Qingluan?"

"It's not stupid." Ling Ji laughed, "but to be precise, it's not joining forces with that idiot from the fifth mausoleum, but forming an alliance with Emperor Yong'an. Although Qingluan is very powerful, Emperor Yong'an is still an old fox after all. There will always be a few backup players, and it will not be so easy to hand over Tianqi Jiangshan to others."

Ning Zhe didn't respond to the words.

Huo Chen was still waiting for his answer, fearing that he would not be willing, and said again: "I won't let the emperor wait too long, the emperor will count hundreds in his heart, and the minister will come, okay?"

Ning Zhe raised his eyes and glanced at him, then nodded obediently, "Okay."

It's just that at that time, I didn't know if Huo Chen could still find him.

Ning Zhe didn't say the last sentence, touched the little kit hanging on his waist, and hid all the scheming in his eyes.

Ling Ji didn't notice his plan, so she smiled maliciously and said, "Emperor brother, your favorite concubine is about to be in danger, why are you still kissing me and me with the general? Are you not in a hurry when the harem is on fire?"

"..."

Ning Zhe was silent, and said slowly: "He is not."

"Which one isn't?"

Ning Zhe's ears were reddish, and he said in a muffled voice, "...Neither of them."

Lingji raised her eyebrows, this time she didn't speak out in his mind, but hooked the corners of her lips, and said softly, "They will."

One day, they will all kneel at your feet, humbly begging and repenting of the sins they have committed.

Her voice was so low that the people around her couldn't hear her clearly, and she asked in confusion, "My lord, what did you say?"

Lingji smiled without saying a word.

She said to Ning Zhe in her heart: "It's time for the operation, sister, I'm leaving. No matter what happens later, don't make a sound, remember?"

Ning Zhe didn't nod or shake his head. There was no expression on his small face, and he didn't seem to take her words to heart.

Ling Ji couldn't help laughing, "Forget it, let you go."

She flipped her wrist lightly, retracted the fluorescent light between her fingers, evoked a smile that was sure to win, turned her head and said humanely behind her: "Please tell me, let's do it, the glory of the Hell Clan will be taken back by us!"

"Follow Lord Lingji's order!"

Everyone behind him responded in unison, all showing excited expressions.They waited for this day, and they waited too long!

Feeling that Lingji's consciousness had faded from her spiritual consciousness, Ning Zhe withdrew the barrier and asked No. 67 "Are you okay?"

No. 67's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he sneered and asked [You are not afraid of losing your soul and set up a barrier for her, what else can happen]

In fact, when Lingji's consciousness first seeped in, No. 67 really wanted to smash her consciousness, but Ning Zhe was very close to this woman, and specially set up a layer of water in the sea of ​​consciousness to protect her. protective cover. No. 67 can only give up.

But once or twice is enough, Ning Zhe's sea of ​​consciousness has always been very fragile, if this woman is always lingering and wants to spy, then don't blame him for being hated.

Although No. 67 only said one sentence, Ning Zhe felt a sense of displeasure in his tone.

He blinked and hesitated [No. 67, are you angry? 】

No. 67 didn't blink, and said indifferently [No]

Ning Zhe rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Number 67 actually misunderstood.He expended the power of his soul to set up a barrier, not to protect Ling Ji, but for him.

He has always known that No. 67 is very powerful, but when that strange consciousness invaded his mind, his first reaction was - not to let No. 67 be discovered.

Before his head could react, his soul had already automatically entered a defensive state, setting up multiple defense mechanisms in his sea of ​​consciousness, as if it were an instinct engraved in his soul.

——He wants to protect that person, and this time, he must not be allowed to get hurt again.

At that moment, this inexplicable sentence suddenly appeared in Ning Zhe's mind.

However, he didn't want No. 67 to know these things.

This man is already very bad, if you let him know these things, he will be worse and worse for him.

Fortunately, No. 67 didn't know what was going on in his mind.

He was distractedly monitoring Lin Feishuang's movements.

Since Lin Feishuang accidentally let Huo Chen rob Ning Zhe last time, apart from performing a few search techniques, he has never made any other big moves.

Those search techniques No. 67 stopped them without much effort, and they were not powerful forbidden techniques.But No. 67 knew how important Ning Zhe was to Lin Feishuang, so he couldn't just let Ning Zhe go.

Unless... he had other plans.

No. 67 was worried, since Lin Feishuang entered his monitoring range, he had been observing his every move.

After he came down from the ninth floor, he didn't appear on the eighth floor. No. 67 scanned it, only to find that he was sitting in the room of the ancient pagoda on the eighth floor, covered by a thick curtain.

A formation was set up in that room to prevent outsiders from prying eyes, and No. 67 took a lot of effort to avoid being discovered by him.

Besides Lin Feishuang, there was another person in the room that Ning Zhe was very familiar with—Lin Feishuang's younger brother, Yun Lan who had his face gouged out by Ning Yan and finally died at Qin Shen's hands.

Yunlan, whose real name is Lin Yunlan, belongs to the Lin clan of ghosts and witches. He used to be a small county king admired by everyone in the Tianqi Dynasty, but he was forced to be relegated due to his family's involvement.

Lin Yunlan is arrogant and arrogant, he can't accept the failure of his own destiny, in order to regain power, he seeks refuge with Tianqi Prince Qingluan, and voluntarily sneaks into Da Yue to take the head of King Dingbei.

He thought that the plan was flawless, but after all the calculations, he missed a certain trick.

Ning Zhe is too good at disguising, not only Lin Yunlan, but also No. 67 was deceived by him, thinking that this is really a harmless and pitiful little emperor.

Lin Yunlan was ruthless enough, and also had tricks. The only thing he lost was that he underestimated Ning Zhe, so he ended up dead without a whole body.

It's a pity that the hearts of the Lin family's ghost and witch clan can be regenerated infinitely.Qin Shen thought that he had cut Lin Yunlan's heart alive, and made this person go to see the King of Hades completely, but he did not expect that he would still be alive.

After the hidden guard found Lin Yunlan who had come back from the dead, he brought him back to the palace.

It happened that Ning Zhi learned that Ning Zhe was still alive at that time, so he ordered people to send Lin Yunlan back to Tianqi, in an attempt to use Lin Yunlan's hand to kill Ning Zhe.

Lin Feishuang knew Ning Zhi's intentions, not only did not stop him, but also agreed to form an alliance with him, and sent Ning Zhe into the door after the door of sealing the demons was sealed, and suffered from being devoured by all demons.

But before that, Ning Zhe couldn't die, so Lin Feishuang held Yunlan all the time and didn't allow him to attack Ning Zhe.

Because of this, Lin Yunlan thought that her own brother was also in love with Ning Zhe, and kept glaring at him.

What No. 67 didn't understand was why Lin Feishuang brought Lin Yunlan out at such an important time. After all, the man's legs were chopped off and he couldn't even stand up.If the demons really broke through the Demon Sealing Gate, Lin Yunlan would be the first to die.

No. 67 held his breath and listened for a while, but Lin Feishuang didn't say anything, and he didn't get any useful news.

But Lin Yunlan couldn't hold his breath, and when Lin Feishuang left, he sneered and said, "Ning Zhe never thought that this time, the one who killed him was the person who saved his life."

The person who saved Ning Zhe's life, No. 67 only knew that one person. He even asked Ning Zhe himself, but Ning Zhe didn't tell him anything.

On the 67th, she took back the released divine consciousness and returned to Ningzhe Consciousness Sea.

He wanted to ask Ning Zhe about that person, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.He vaguely remembered that every time he mentioned that person, Ning Zhe seemed to feel a little depressed.

No matter who came from left or right, he could protect Ning Zhe, so what kind of feud that person has with Ning Zhe is not so important.

Now it is almost midnight, a full moon hangs high above the ancient pagoda, and the cold moonlight pours down, directly shining on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi seal in the center of the ancient pagoda.

"The demons are coming."

I don't know who said such a sentence.

In an instant, all the noise was quieted down.

The bell of the temple in the distance struck twelve times, and the sound of the bell was thick and distant, reaching everyone's ears.

The moonlight turned blood red.