I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 179 Xiao Zhe, Don't Be Afraid of Me

The soul-piercing needle directly attacks the soul of a person, and the needle is highly poisonous, which can corrode the soul.When the needle penetrates into the body, the mind will be defeated at the slightest, and the soul will be scattered in severe cases.

The poisonous needles pierced into Su Xing's body with afterimages, and then disappeared without a trace.

Ning Zhe could see clearly, those small but dense poisonous needles were trapped in his awakened soul at this moment, and the black toxin was rapidly eroding his transparent soul.

In just half a breath, when he woke up, his face was pale, and his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

His spirit has begun to dissipate little by little.

Ning Zhe stared at him blankly, then opened his mouth silently, "You..."

Su Xing gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood, the corners of his lips curled slightly, showing him a still gentle smile, "Xiao Zhe, are you scared by me..."

Ning Zhe stared at him blankly, speechless.

Su Xing's eyes were slightly bent, and he looked deeply at him, with a smile that could not be said to be bitter or something, "I'm sorry, I'm so useless, I couldn't hold back... I... can't help you with anything ..."

His breathing was already very weak, and he was trembling all over. If he hadn't grabbed the chain on the stone pillar, he would have fallen by now.

But even at this time, he still did not forget to show Ning Zhe a smile like a spring breeze, telling him not to be afraid.

Su Xing is always so gentle and gentle, like a gentle and harmless wind, which makes people not to be vigilant.

Su Xing was often bullied because of her appearance when she was young.

In Moyu Yishui'er's handsome appearance with high nose, deep eyes, different pupils and thin lips, his gentle and gentle oriental landscape ink painting-like face has always been scoffed at by the family.

Later, Su Xing found that when he smiled at others, he would look better, and his clan brothers would hit him less often, so he often had a smile on his face.

When he became the eldest son of Tianbao City, he paid more attention to his appearance and behavior, restrained his emotions at all times, and hid all his thoughts in the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, which earned him a hypocritical reputation.

But Su Xing never cared.

Facts have proved that a gentle skin can indeed bring him a lot of convenience.

He was used to this hypocritical face until he met Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe is not the kind of kid who likes to laugh, he always has a sullen little face, looking cold to everyone.

But Su Xing found that every time he smiled at him, his hostility would decrease a little.

He thinks that a good boy like Ning Zhe should like gentle people, so he always smiles nicely in front of him, wanting him to look at himself more, and often looks at the bronze mirror to study how to smile more attractively.

Only Ning Zhe can make him waste his mind on such meaningless things.

Only when facing Ning Zhe can he show that kind of sincere smile from the heart.

He was afraid that his actions just now would frighten Ning Zhe, so he tried his best to smile gently at him, trying to tell him not to be afraid.

But Su Xing didn't know that in Ning Zhe's eyes, his soul was mottled, twisting and screaming crazily, and his appearance was terrifying.

Seeing Ning Zhe staring blankly at him without speaking, Su Xing felt a little regretful.

"Xiao Zhe, don't be afraid of me...I won't hurt you, don't look at me like that, don't...don't be afraid of me..."

His smile was already forced, his lips trembled, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Not far away, the young master sneered, "Su Xing, what are you doing? Didn't you say that you are only loyal to this master? Why, now you start to feel sorry for your little love again?"

With a violent and sinister expression on his face, he casually drew another soul-piercing needle, and shot at Su Xing without hesitation!

Those poisonous needles rained into the waking body quickly and violently.

Su Xing's eyes widened, and he was crushed on Ning Zhe's body by the huge impact, and finally couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

The young lord will not let anyone who betrays him go, the soul-piercing needles are shot out like money, and wave after wave are nailed into the awakened soul.

But he supported the stone pillar with his hands, and firmly protected Ning Zhe in his arms, his body remained motionless like a rock.

Beads of blood fell drop by drop from the corner of his mouth, hitting Ning Zhe's face and lips one by one, causing a fishy-sweet rusty smell in his mouth and nose.

Su Xing saw it, and tried to wipe it for him with trembling hands, but his hands were also covered in blood, and the more he wiped, the more he wiped, the dirtier he got.

"I'm sorry... Xiao Zhe, I'm sorry..."

His expression was terrified, his voice trembled uncomfortably, and he even started to cry, but he still tried his best to hook the corners of his bloody mouth, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said to Ning Zhe over and over again: "It's okay, don't be afraid, It'll be all right soon..."

But with his appearance, he doesn't look like he's fine.

There was silence under the altar, and all the demons looked up at this scene silently.

The young master was tired of this scene for no reason, and snorted coldly, "He is so affectionate, since you like him so much, why don't you go to hell and wait for him first!"

As he spoke, he suddenly began to gather strength in his palms, and a turbulent black mist filled the air. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind around the altar, and the demons below knelt down in fear.

Su Xing looked back and knew that he couldn't escape.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly reached out and pierced his abdomen severely.

Immediately a gurgle of blood gushed out of his body, Su Xing raised his waist in pain, his breathing was short of breath, his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Gritting his teeth, he tore open his own flesh and blood with his hands, took out a shimmering jade bead from inside, handed it to Ning Zhe's mouth with trembling hands, and gently raised a comforting smile.

"Xiao Zhe, swallow it, swallow it..." It's all right...

Ning Zhe looked at him quietly, tears welled up in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and asked Su Xing: "...Why?"

Why did you save me, didn't you want me to die, then why did you try your best to save me?Why did you come to save me until now?

Su Xing looked at the soft tears in his eyes, and wanted to touch his face very much.

But there is too much blood on his hands, it will get dirty.

He knew what Ning Zhe was asking.

Su Xing is a cold demon, he can watch Ning Zhe suffering under those tortures, because he knows that he will not die.

Su Xing knew that Ning Zhe was in pain, and he was in pain too.

In order to ensure that Ning Zhe survived those tortures, he unilaterally signed a bond with Ning Zhe from the very beginning, sharing half of his life with him, and at the same time, the pain Ning Zhe suffered would also be shared with him.

When the child was tortured in the Gu pit, he felt the same pain as him, his body hurt, and his heart was as sharp as a knife.

But in order to save Ning Zhe, to bring down the Young Master and let Ning Zhe survive, these patiences are necessary.

Su Xing is very smart, and has a calmness and sobriety that is different from ordinary people. He knows what should be done most.

But the moment he saw the soul-locking needle, he still couldn't hold back and exposed himself.

All schemes are worthless to that person's life.

When Ning Zhe's life is in danger, he is doomed to fail.

Ning Zhe shook his head with tears in his eyes, desperately avoiding his hand, "I don't want you to save... I don't want you to save me, get out, get out..."

Su Xing had a sore nose, quickly fed Neidan into his mouth, and comforted him distressedly, "Don't cry, don't cry...you'll be fine soon..." Someone came to rescue him soon is you.

What he said after that can no longer be said.

An attack with shocking power suddenly hit him hard on the back, Su Xing opened his eyes slightly, spewed blood suddenly, let go of his hand slowly, and fell from the stone pillar.

He saw the turbulent tears in Ning Zhe's eyes, and heard him cry out his name.

Su Xing suddenly wanted to ask him if he could touch his head again.

But he couldn't do it.

His body fell heavily to the ground, his muscles and bones were broken, and his flesh and blood splattered.

The ecstatic and happy smile on the young master's face was reflected in the sober and hazy eyes, the regretful and lamenting expressions of those demons, and the always foggy sky in the demon realm.

Ning Zhe's painful cries echoed in his ears, and his life-long weeping was like weeping blood, which made his heart throb.

With a smile on his lips, he slowly reached out to him.

"Don't cry..."

Ning Zhe watched his hand suddenly drop to the ground with his own eyes, his mind was completely wiped out, and his eyes were completely extinguished.

He was stunned, and slowly opened his mouth wide as if it was difficult to breathe, like a fish out of water, he suddenly gasped for breath.

The young master raised his eyelids, his handsome and bewitching face was full of sneers, "Those who dare to disobey this master will only end up like this. Little emperor, remember, Su Xing died because of you, if you don't do it obediently The sacrifice of the deity, the next one to die, will not be the only one."

Ning Zhe looked at him with a pale face.

The young lord hooked his lips, raised his hand to call out a phantom, and smiled at Ning Zhe, "Look, your people in Da Viet want you to rescue them, hahahahaha..."

In that illusory scene, the border city of Dayue was breached by demons, and countless people were wailing miserably, swallowed by those low-level demons.

Ning Zhe's eyes gradually turned red, and clusters of invisible flames frantically moved around his body.

Feeling his emotions, Chi Yue suddenly struggled vigorously, and the wings behind him were torn by the chains, dripping with blood.

The young lord seemed to be caressing him, and gently placed his palm on the top of his head, "Chi Yue, come, watch how your treasure is tortured by me, begging for mercy under my hands..."

"Ah! Ahhh!" Chi Yue let out an angry roar from his throat, his eyes were red, his body was struggling wildly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out of that cage.

The Young Master laughed loudly, and quickly swung a palm under his eyes, hitting Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe let out a muffled snort, and blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Chi Yue's pupils constricted violently, and he let out a mournful roar, and a dark light suddenly appeared in his dantian.

He's going to blow himself up!

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and moved his lips, as if he was saying something.

Chi Yue was stunned for a moment, and stopped abruptly.

Ning Zhe calmly looked at him indifferently.

Chi Yue stared blankly at Ning Zhe, tears gradually overflowed from his eyes and flowed all over his face.

"Uh...uh ah...ah...ah..."

Ning Zhe looked back and closed his eyes.

The young master didn't notice their communication, after that palm was struck, it didn't stop for a moment, and then palm after palm was struck out.

Every attack carried the power to destroy the world, and Ning Zhe was covered in flesh and blood, almost turning into a bloody man.

The few saintesses who were watching couldn't bear to close their eyes.

A saint who once hugged Ning Zhe burst into tears and suddenly knelt on the ground and begged.

The young master didn't even raise his eyelids, and killed her with just one palm, leaving her body intact.

No one dared to intercede again.

Cang Lan desperately held down the frantic guard Seventeen in the alley, and shouted angrily: "Hongxue! Why is it still not healed!"

Hongxue is also anxious to death here, the imperial palace guards are tightly guarded, how can he get in if he wants to!

"You fucking shut up! What are you urging, come if you have the ability!"

Cang Lan was angered by the crazy Seventeenth Guard, and said coldly: "You took the initiative to take over this matter at the beginning. If you broke the big event because of you, you wouldn't want to know the consequences!"

Hongxue sneered, "Save this for yourself!"

After he finished speaking, he pinched the contact, looked up at the tight guards around him, and frowned fiercely.

The power of the young lord Chiyue is far inferior to the young lord. If he wants to annex him, he can only rely on the power of the relics of the ancient ancestors. But this thing is placed in his bedroom by the young lord, guarded by layers of traps. How could it be so easy? get it.

Hongxue gritted her teeth, and was about to lead someone to force her way in, but she didn't expect to be discovered before she even made a move.

A large group of imperial guards surrounded them.

Hongxue couldn't help but sneered when she saw a subordinate they were holding in their hands, "No wonder they were discovered, it turned out that someone had betrayed them. Damn it, the master's intentions are not right, and the subordinates he brought out really didn't have good intentions!"

The demons who were captured were the ones Canglan sent him as spies, and unexpectedly betrayed their entire team.

unlucky!

Hongxue gritted her teeth, pulled out her weapon, and planned to forcefully break through.

With his current strength, it shouldn't be a problem to fight his life to get that thing.

He and several of his subordinates exchanged glances, and were about to launch an attack when suddenly a hand firmly held down his shoulder.

He was startled, "Who!?"

A handsome and upright young man came out from behind him and smiled at him, "Master Si probably doesn't know you. When I resigned from my position, you were not in the palace."

Hongxue didn't care who he was, she started to attack him as soon as her face turned cold.

The young man parried his knife with just a slight raise of his hand, raised his eyes and said to him: "If Master Si still wants to save Young Master Chiyue, please stop."

"What do you mean!?" Hongxue gritted her teeth.

He had never seen this kind of person before, and he was obviously not threatening at all, yet the hairs all over his body stood on end.

As soon as Hongxue finished speaking, she saw the murderous Forbidden Army around them suddenly kneeling on the ground and shouting in unison: "Commander Ji!"

Hongxue was taken aback for a moment, then took a step back and looked at him vigilantly, "Who the hell are you?"

Ji Liang rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little helpless, "It's just an insignificant tribal chief."

He told the imperial guards to stand up, "Stop shouting like that, I am no longer your commander."

A leader of the demon clan respectfully said: "This subordinate remembers the commander's order and lurks here, and has been waiting for the commander to return, leading the subordinates and others to revive the demon realm!"

"Revitalize the Demon Realm!" The people behind him shouted in unison.

Ji Li sighed.

When he came, he had talked to these forbidden soldiers many times, but these demons were stubborn and didn't listen at all, so Ji Yan could only wave his hands helplessly and let them go.

When the young master was not the young master, Ji Yi was already the commander of the royal palace's forbidden army, and these forbidden troops were cultivated by him at that time.

It's just that at that time these people were fighting to defend the entire Demon Territory, but now, they have become pawns for the Young Master to rule the world alone.

After having Ji Liang, most of the Forbidden Army turned against the water and washed the palace with blood.

Hongxue successfully obtained the ancient ancestor's relic and joined Canglan.

At this moment, the situation on the altar has changed drastically.

Cang Lan suppressed the dark guard Shiqi for a long time, but failed to suppress him, making him go mad and rush out.

Originally, he was only of human blood, no matter what, he would definitely lose to the power of the young lord, so Cang Lan didn't take it to heart.

But just now he watched Ning Zhe being beaten with one palm after another until he vomited blood and was dying, and somehow suddenly went crazy, his body became so powerful that even Cang Lan couldn't hold back and was overturned.

Not long after contacting Hongxue, Canglan was thrown to the ground by the dark guard Seventeen vigorously, who didn't hold him back, and made him rush out with red eyes, and started a fight with the young venerable master.

When Hongxue came, Canglan was still breathing and fell weakly on the ground, with a glaring pool of blood on her body.

"Go and stop him... If he dies, everything will be over!"

Hongxue glanced at the seventeenth guard who was on the altar who was fighting the young lord evenly, she was not in such a hurry, but stood in front of Cang Lan, and kicked him slowly.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Demon General Cang, why did he become such a pitiful person?"

Cang Lan spat out blood, grabbed his ankle, raised her eyelids with difficulty, and said with a stern and cold expression, "Hongxue, what do you want to do!?"

"What do I want to do?" Hong Xuefeng narrowed her eyes, her red lips curled up, and a bloodthirsty and cruel smile suddenly appeared on her handsome face.

He stepped on Cang Lan's hand, crushed it hard a few times, knelt down and sneered at him, "Don't you always think that I'm scheming and disloyal? If I don't do something, I'm sorry for you Thoughts over the years?"

Cang Lan frowned, trying to stand up.

But he was probably injured too badly by the secret guard Seventeen just now, and he couldn't support himself and fell to the ground when he was halfway up the climb, and Hongxue stepped on the soles of his feet.

"Master Cang's avatar tastes good, and the body must be more delicious. I want to taste it. I wonder if Master Cang will give it?"

Hongxue looked down at him, the tip of her bright red tongue lightly licked the corner of her lower lip, and her vermilion lips were wet.

Cang Lan was stepped on the soles of his feet, closed her eyes and panted lightly.

After a while, he sighed, opened his blue and deep pupils, glanced sideways at Hongxue, and said in a calm and indifferent voice, "After killing me, assist the young master to revive the Demon Realm."

Hearing what he said, Hongxue was stunned for a moment, and then rubbed his forehead with her cold fingers, "Canglan, you're not out of your mind, right? I'm going to eat you, eat you! You're going to die, understand Is it?"

Cang Lan held his finger, frowning helplessly, "If you want to kill or cut, hurry up."

Hongxue didn't expect that he would really be willing to die, and when she saw the way he looked at her, she couldn't help being startled.

At this very moment, Cang Lan suddenly jumped up, turned around and pressed him under her body, her movements were quick and quick, she didn't look weak just now.

Hongxue was taken aback for a moment, understood something, and suddenly became furious, "Cang Lan, how dare you fucking play me! I'll fuck you! Let me go!"

Cang Lan gave a low laugh, pressed her head down, touched his ear with her dry lips, and smiled deeply, "Axue, who do you want to eat? Hmm?"

"roll!"

Hongxue struggled under him, almost couldn't help but turned into her original form, her blue eyes quickly grabbed his ankles, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I was really hurt, don't lie you."

Hongxue was fooled by him just now, so how could she still believe him, the little wings behind her slowly squeezed out from the spine, and her whole body jumped up with all her strength, trying to knock the person on her back down.

Cang Lan stretched out her other free hand to touch the two small and exquisite wings behind him, and couldn't help laughing, "Axue, you are not the young master of Chi Yue, so don't flap around these two little wings. ?”

Hongxue belongs to the Black Phoenix family, a rare species in the Demon Realm.

Before he was picked up by the young lord, he had been locked in a cage and sold as an exhibit and a slave.

It was also at that time that a cruel master bought him and broke off his two beautiful wings.

Later, Cang Lan gave him a lot of elixir, but only allowed him to regenerate two palm-sized wings, which never grew back to their original appearance.

Hongxue regarded it as a shame, and never exposed it easily unless he was emotional, which showed how angry he was at the moment.

Seeing those two little wings flapping vigorously, Cang Lan couldn't help thinking of the days when she and Hongxue struggled to survive before her wits were undeveloped.

He sighed, touched Hongxue's pretty face flushed with anger, "Axue, don't betray us, I will treat you well."

Hongxue stared at him with water in her eyes, turned over and pushed him away, "Bastard! Who betrayed you! You just suspect me and don't believe me! Damn you bastard, get out!"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he didn't know where he was going.

Cang Lan sat on the ground, rubbing the center of her eyebrows, her eyes were floating, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Standing behind him, Ji Liang kept his eyes on Ning Zhe who was tied to the stone pillar in the distance, and said suddenly, "He didn't even cry."

Cang Lan was slightly startled, and turned around.

Ji Liang didn't make a sound, Cang Lan didn't know when he came over, until he just made a sound, Cang Lan didn't realize the existence of this person.

Seeing him looking over, Ji Yan lowered his head and smiled at him, "Hongxue should have mentioned me to you."

Cang Lan nodded, Hongxue had already told him about this on the way back.

But what made him curious was that Ji Liang didn't exist in the memory he passed down from his ancestors. Where did he come from?

Ji Yan didn't answer his doubts.

He looked up at the misty sky.

At this moment, it is the time when the sun and the moon alternate in the sky of the Demon Realm.

The blood-colored moon and the gray-blue sun passed by each other, and gradually overlapped together, reflecting the sky a deep purple and mysterious.

In Demon Realm, this is a very common sight.

But today, all this will change.

Cang Lan also looked towards the sky and muttered to herself, "The time has come."

The dark clouds that have covered this demon realm for hundreds of years are finally about to disperse.

……

On the altar, Ning Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, and the flames in his eyes were burning.

A cluster of pale cold flames suddenly ignited on his fingertips, melting away the water chains that locked his hands and feet.

The body also slowly fell to the ground as if being supported by something.

At the same time, in the small golden cage next to the throne, the Chi Yue whose hands and feet were locked suddenly trembled all over, raised his head in pain and let out a stern roar, his body split apart inch by inch.

High above the sky, a long and snow-white figure watched all this from a distance, and finally a slight ripple appeared in the gray pupils that were as gray as fog.