I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 157 If you don't talk about it, the deity will keep typing until you say it

Ning Zhe used Leng Yan to help Huo Chen too much before, and his soul was severely injured, so he had no strength at all.

Caught off guard and couldn't dodge at all, he received the slap firmly, was dizzy from the beating, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"Do you still dare to run? Huh?"

The man in black grinned, grabbed Ning Zhe's fragile neck and shook it vigorously, completely treating him as a worthless plaything.

Ning Zhe was thrown around by his neck like a string doll, and the blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, dyeing his snow-white fox fur bright red.

"You fucking let him go! Let him go!"

Lingji almost rushed forward with red eyes.

The man in black looked at her contemptuously, sneered, and kicked her chest, crushing her hard on the soles of his feet.

"Where is the dirty dog ​​that ran out, it dares to yell at this deity!"

"what!"

Lingji screamed suddenly, her brows furrowed instantly, her beautiful and quiet face was in agony.

Ning Zhe's dark pupils shrank suddenly.

In Ning Zhe's ears, that scream was mixed with another crisp and soft cry of a girl, buzzing in his head.

"Brother, brother, don't go—"

"Brother save me, brother, save me!"

"Xuanxuan hurts so much, brother, where are you, Xuanxuan misses you so much..."

"No, please don't kill me, I will be obedient, I will never run away again, don't kill... ahhh!!"

Ning Zhe's eyelashes trembled violently, his pupils gradually dilated, and his panting became more and more heavy, "No, don't...Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan..."

With a confused look on his face, he tried hard to grab the hand on his neck, "Don't hit her, don't hit her...don't hit Xuanxuan..."

Desperate tears slipped from his eyes unconsciously and quickly wet his cheeks.

"Ha, you are crying, actually crying?"

Seeing the tears on his face, the man in black couldn't help laughing out loud, with a morbid excitement in his voice.

"No wonder Chi Yue fell in love with you, baby, you are so pretty..."

The man in black leaned closer to Ning Zhe's snow-white face, and sighed softly in his ear like a lover whispering.

Lingji opened her eyes bewilderedly, reached out her trembling hand and tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, "Let go...he..."

"Something in the way."

The man in black snorted coldly, and kicked Ling Ji in the abdomen mercilessly.

Demons are much stronger than humans.

Lingji's pupils shrank, and she spewed out blood suddenly. She convulsed twice on the ground and then fell silent. She was kicked alive and passed out.

"No...don't!" Ning Zhe's tears flowed even more violently.

The man in black stretched out his scarlet tongue, greedily rolled the tears from his cheeks into his mouth, narrowed his eyes and tasted it contentedly, with an obsession expression on his face.

"Baby, hurry up, cry one more time, and show it to me."

Ning Zhe stared at his face surrounded by black mist, shook his head in extreme pain, and begged desperately, "Let her go, please, let her go!"

As soon as he spoke, clear teardrops rolled out of his big eye sockets like a broken thread, mixed with the bright blood on the corners of his lips, and he looked extremely miserable.

The more the man in black watched him cry in pain, the more excited he became in his heart.

He got goosebumps all over his body with excitement.

He rubbed the delicate and soft skin around Ning Zhe's neck with his big rough palms, panting and grinning grinningly: "No, I won't let you go, I won't let you go. Take care of the little thing, I want to be torture her and humiliate her in front of you!"

"Speaking of which, her appearance is considered stunning in the human race, but the subordinates of this deity have not had meat for decades. You say... let her give birth to many bastards for the demons, okay? OK? Huh?"

The man in black laughed ferociously, kicking and kicking Ling Ji, who was already unconscious, like a devil.

The poor girl was completely unrecognizable, her whole body was kicked to pieces, and her black clothes were soaked in blood into a sticky dark red.

Ning Zhe arched his waist in pain, his whole body tensed and twitched, and there was a hoarse growl of despair and sternness from his throat.

"Ah... stop..."

"Don't... hit my Xuanxuan again!"

This mournful cry was so tragic that it instantly awakened Qingluan who had passed out before.

"Get up, get up, Anu... Anu..."

Anu is here, call me...

Qingluan's eyes were in a daze, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, struggled to get up from the ground, staggered and groped towards Ning Zhe.

"I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Anu, where are you...

He forcibly broke free from the forbidden spell of the high priest earlier, hurting his soul, and he is still not awake until now, his eyes are dim, and his consciousness is also blurred. He is acting entirely on instinct.

Ning Zhe's extremely sad hoarse cry rang in his ears over and over again.

Qingluan trembled all over.

Quick, Anu... quick!Hurry up and save Anu......

Xing Su was in a daze, took a hard breath, forced to open his eyes, desperately suppressed the severe pain in his body, and slowly crawled towards Ning Zhe with both hands and feet.

The snow thread was connected to his most fragile spiritual consciousness, even if the snow thread was injured a little, it was equivalent to a sledgehammer hitting his mind hard, not to mention the whole bundle was burned clean.

In fact, Xing Su couldn't see the way clearly. The longer time passed, the weaker his breathing became, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

But he couldn't stop.

Ah Zhe cried so sadly, it must have hurt so much.

He used to be so obedient, so obedient, a person who would not cry even when he was injured, how could he cry so much now.

The pain must be unbearable, it must be.

He couldn't do anything, and he even wanted to send him to the tiger's mouth to watch him be tortured.

With tears in his eyes, Xing Su crawled towards Ning Zhe in embarrassment.

But whether it was him who was seriously injured and dying, or Qingluan who was unconscious, they were all out of ammunition and food. How could they beat the man in black who was getting stronger and stronger.

The man in black didn't even look back, but the black mist around his body drove a gust of wind, and he threw the two of them out and slapped them against the wall.

The red-haired demon who killed Huo Chen took advantage of the opportunity to stab the two of them in the heart, nailed them to the wall of the ancient pagoda and hung them.

Qingluan vomited blood, but still stared at Ning Zhe closely, and stretched out his hand stubbornly.

"Anu, Anu, my Anu..." Qingluan murmured absentmindedly while vomiting blood.

Xing Su glanced at him, then raised her eyes to the sky above the ancient pagoda.

From him, he could only see the blood-red full moon outside the tower.

But Xing Su knew that the high priest was standing beside the ancient pagoda, quietly looking down on all this with his extremely indifferent gray eyes.

Their desperate efforts, in his eyes, are nothing but the ridiculous struggle of a group of ants.

Xing Su gasped lightly, swallowed blood dizzily, and smiled at Xuexian in her heart: "I'm really useless, I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise again this time...you go and accompany him."

"Instead of me, protect him..."

Xing Su closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and severed the connection with Xue Xian.

MadeIn's severe pain swept from the top of his head to his toes in an instant, Xing Su's eyes widened, his whole body twitched violently, and the brilliance gradually disappeared from his eyes.

Xue Xian also let out a miserable cry, her short body curled up into a ball, almost disappearing.

Xing Su trembled and closed her eyes, endured the severe pain and said, "Quick...go..."

Xue Xian ignored the piercing pain, stretched her body desperately, left his sleeve tremblingly, and staggered towards Ning Zhe.

The red-haired demon looked at him vigilantly, "What did you throw?"

Xing Su closed her eyes and said nothing.

Seeing this, the red-haired demon sneered, "My lord, it seems that the information is inaccurate. Even if the human race is stabbed in the heart, it is not so easy to die."

The man in black glanced at him, gnawed on Ning and folded his neck, and said casually: "If you can't die with one knife, then do a second knife, a third knife, dig out their hearts, and they will always die."

The red-haired demon grinned bloodily, looked sideways at Ning Zhe, and licked his sharp claws with his long and sticky tongue, "Jie Jie" laughed twice, "Ah, obey, the lord is really wise."

After he finished speaking, in front of Ning Zhe, he lightly squeezed his hands and pierced the hearts of the two of them alive.

Ning Zhe saw with his own eyes that two bloody things were pulled out by that hand, and the blood flowed into a column and poured on the floor.

"Ah...hot..."

The red-haired demon went up to sniff it intoxicated

"It's a pity that the things of the human race are all rubbish. Eating them will only lower my cultivation. What a pity."

The red-haired demon shook his head, loosened his hand and threw it away.

The bodies of Qingluan and Xingsu were nailed to the wall, and the dark red blood splashed all over the wall, and the feet were still "tick-tock-tick", dripping blood beads on the ground.

Ning Zhe's pupils dilated slightly.

The man in black chuckled in his ear, his voice was deep and magnetic, "Don't you want to escape, do you still dare to escape? If you run away once more, I will kill this woman, and if you run away twice, I will kill you!" Just the whole human race... okay?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Ning Zhe's neck and gently

Ning Zhe involuntarily raised his pale neck, his chest was compressed severely, and there was a continuous tearing sound of "ho ho" in his throat.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man in black was slightly angry, and slapped his pale and bloodless cheek again, and sneered, "Okay, answer the deity, huh?"

Ning Zhe's tears had dried up and she couldn't cry anymore.

He was completely stupefied, how could he respond.

The man in black was furious, let out an irritable growl, and slapped him hard again.

"Tell me, tell me! Is it good, is it good or not!"

Ning Zhe was beaten to the side, his neck drooped to the side, his dark and big eyes were dazed, he couldn't understand what he was saying, and he didn't move for a long time.

"My deity told you to speak! Can't you understand? Huh?"

The big hand of the man in black pinched his neck suddenly, pinching Ning Zhe to open his mouth, almost suffocating.

"Why don't you talk, why don't you talk to the deity!"

"By the way, it's not enough, is it!?"

The man in black closed his eyes, took a few breaths, opened his bloodshot eyes and stared at him, "Okay, little thing, if you don't speak, this deity will keep beating until you speak!"

The corners of his mouth gradually cracked to the side of his ears, revealing a mad and bloodthirsty grin, and once again raised his hand high——