stonecrandall Chapter 193 You are mine
Chapter 193 You are mine
"I do not have."
Ning Zhe raised his head and looked back at No. 67 quietly, without any panic.
"Oh? Then tell me how these two people got in?"
Ning Zhe opened his dark eyes, "I don't know."
"You don't know? I set up a killing formation outside your room. Without your permission, as soon as they step in, they will be dead. But now they are standing here, and my formation has been destroyed with flames. ...Ning Zhe, you don't know, who knows?"
Ning Zhe paused for a moment, and moved his fearless eyes away a little, "...Don't, don't ask me."
No. 67 pursed his lips slightly, leaned down lightly, put an arm through the side of his neck, and supported it on the painting screen behind him, with the tip of his nose almost touching Ning Zhe's face.
He removed the phantom mist from his face.
Because of the angle, only Ning Zhe could see his face.
That hauntingly handsome face was immediately revealed in front of Ning Zhe.
Ning Zhe took a breath and stared straight at him, his pupils dilated.
No. 67 stretched out his hand, slender and round fingertips caressed his face ambiguously, and said in a playful tone, "Little Aning? What an intimate name, Ning Zhe, are you getting fatter and fatter?"
Ning Zhe's eyes gradually dodged, and he glanced at Yan Pei standing aside from the corner of his eye, "It has nothing to do with me."
The implication is that it's all Yan Pei's fault.
No. 67 raised one eyelid, followed his line of sight, and turned slightly to look at Yan Pei.
No matter how dull Yan Pei was, he could still feel the unusual coercion of this strange man, the powerlessness of the absolute disparity in power was hard to ignore.
His scalp was numb, and just as he was about to speak, Lin Li suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back. He stepped forward to block him, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Ah Pei Duo offended, I will accompany him, right? He has no intention of hurting Mr. Ning, please forgive him."
"Excuse me?" No. 67 chuckled, "This is the Demon Realm, do you think you can get out alive today?"
Lin Li said in a deep voice: "A Pei and Young Master Xiao Ning have a very good personal relationship. If you kill Ah Pei indiscriminately, Young Master Xiao Ning will feel unhappy with you."
Hearing this, No. 67 turned to look at Ning Zhe, and changed the question, "So, if I don't kill him, you will be happy, right?"
Ning Zhe felt that this person was really cunning and cunning, but Lin Liming didn't mean that.
But he could only nod his head.
He didn't know, his quiet and obedient appearance was so obedient that the eyes of the two foreigners fell on him.
As if declaring his sovereignty, No. 67 picked him up and held him tightly in his arms, then raised his head unhurriedly, and said in a calm voice, "I just said not to kill him, what about you? You two always want to kill him." One of them survived, why, do you want to die in his place?"
Lin Li paused, curled his fingers slightly, and loosened them again after a while.
"I hope you will keep your word."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised that one arm, and without hesitation, the knife edge was aimed at his throat and slashed down fiercely!
"You are crazy!"
Yan Pei was shocked, and immediately rushed forward and grabbed his wrist tightly.
"We have gone through so many life and death trials together, even the King of Hades can't take our lives away, but now you tell me that you are going to die here? Are you fucking crazy or stupid!"
Lin Li stared at him deeply, but didn't speak.
He would not tell Yan Pei that the man in front of them was a more terrifying existence than the Underworld King.
Lin Li intuited that this man would never be soft because of Ning Zhe if he said he wanted to take their lives. There is no such thing as humanity in him.
Ning Zhe is his property, and if they dare to tamper with his property without authorization, their fate will never be better than going to the [-]th floor of hell.
Yan Pei is more powerful than him, capable of writing and martial arts, and has great resourcefulness. When he finds a general in the future, he will definitely play a more important role than him.
Saving Yan Pei is the wisest choice.
Lin Li closed his eyes, pushed Yan Pei away with one hand, and went to die without hesitation.
"Lin Li! You idiot! Stop it!"
Yan Pei rushed forward like crazy.
Ning Zhe leaned against No. 67's arms, calmly watched the farce of birth and death, and asked him softly, "Is it fun?"
No. 67 chuckled, "This is a good show I showed you, shouldn't you ask yourself this question?"
Ning Zhe glanced at him indifferently, stood up from his arms, moved his fingertips slightly, and fixed the two of them in place.
There was some consternation in Lin Li's eyes, probably because he didn't expect this harmless young man to have such abilities.
"Ye Hanfeng is in the side hall next door."
Ning Zhe glanced at them, and after saying this, he left the palace.
No. 67 pursed his lips slightly, stepped forward and followed behind him, acquiescing to his behavior of letting both of them go.
"I thought you didn't know his purpose." No. 67 shook his head and sighed.
Ning Zhe didn't say a word, but he couldn't help retorting in a low voice, he was not stupid.
Ye Hanfeng has no relationship or reason with him, so there's no need to waste time by his side all the time.
No. 67 said with a smile: "Ye Hanfeng thinks that he can hide it very well, but young people are young and energetic, and no one has a big ambition in their hearts. They are all delusional about one day being able to show their grand plans and fly freely. Ye Hanfeng is even more so. One of the best.
However, he tied himself by your side on the grounds of repaying his favor, condescending to give you tea and water for a demon, isn't it very contradictory?Even that fool, Young Master, could see that something was wrong with him. "
Ning Zhe agreed with his words and nodded pertinently.
No. 67 couldn't help laughing again, bent his index finger, and tapped the melon on his little head, "What are you nodding? Can you still empathize? Others are indeed young and ambitious, but to you, they are lifeless and addicted." television."
Ning Zhe rubbed his head, remembered something, turned his head to him and said: "I have finished watching the sheep, and the rest are all locked."
No. 67 is not afraid of death, so he started again, "Want to untie it? Please."
Ning Zhe grabbed his sleeve, grabbed his back at once, imitated the appearance of the Young Master hugging himself, and also put his arms around No. 67's neck, rubbing against his neck indiscriminately, and muttered in a low voice: "Please gone."
When No. 67 found himself away these days, Ning Zhe also learned the function of acting like a baby without a teacher.
I don't know which idiot is teaching me.
As soon as the Master Zhen Shao Fool climbed up from the icy cold water, he trembled and dripped two tubes of clear snot.
Thinking that he has been the most honorable person in this demon realm since he was born, when did he suffer such grievances.
What's more damning is that when he was thrown out, Ning Zhe didn't even look at him, he didn't care at all!
The Young Master's eyes were red, he curled his lips, and cried out with a "wow", and ran into the palace with short legs to look for Ning Zhe, and kept annoyed while crying: "Damn Ning Zhe , this venerable is going to kill you... woo woo woo, this venerable is really going to kill you this time!"
Ning Zhe heard the familiar loud voice from a distance, and looked back.
Not far behind, there were only two people, Yan Pei and Yan Pei, who followed silently, and the Young Master was not in sight.
Probably hiding somewhere again while crying and scolding him.
Ning Zhe took it for granted, and calmly looked away.
"Ah, I thought you were worried about your son. If he hadn't been worried about you just now, he would be lying under the water now." No. 67 smiled, and his tone was very beating.
Ning Zhe was already able to reply to him now, and said quietly after hearing the words: "What are you talking about, that is also your son, the tiger's poison doesn't eat its own son, can you bear it?"
67 instinctively said that further words might arouse the child's strange interest, so he immediately shut his mouth tactfully.
Seeing that he stopped talking, Ning Zhe lay on his back, calmed down, and looked at Piandian lightly.
Ye Hanfeng was locked inside by No. 67 and couldn't get out. He was banging on the door of the palace and yelling, his voice extremely frightened and shrill.
He is a disciple of that kind of aristocratic family, he usually pays attention to his conduct, so he will not do such a thing that insults his self-cultivation.
Ning Zhe glanced at No. 67, "What did you do to him?"
No. 67 put a jade-like handsome index finger against his light-colored lips, Chao Ningzhe blew lightly, and said, "Secret."
Ning Zhe looked at him silently for a moment, and the word "monster" suddenly popped up in his mind.
A monster that can seduce people's hearts.
He thought for a while and asked, "Is it the same as Lin Feishuang?"
Lin Feishuang also didn't know what was done by No. 67, so he suddenly changed his attitude.
Ning Zhe guessed that it might be some kind of ecstasy technique.
No. 67 pursed her lips slightly, smiled mysteriously, a dark glint flashed in her deep eyes, but said nothing.
Both he and Ning Zhe stopped in front of the side hall, obviously unwilling to go in, Yan Pei and Yan Pei looked at each other, took a step forward, opened the door of the hall and walked in.
The side hall was dark and damp, with no light at all.
The moment the two opened the door, they saw a thin figure with a twisted and strange shape suddenly rushing out of it, attacking Ning Zhe directly.
Ning Zhe didn't need to move, Yan Pei had already quickly stopped the figure.
"Let go... Ahhh! You bitch, dog emperor, why don't you die! Why are you blocking my way, I'll kill you! Ahhh!"
Yan Pei was slightly stunned, and looked at Ning Zhe.
He already recognized the weird and ugly creature in his hand as Ye Hanfeng.
I don't know what was done to him. All the water and blood in his body seemed to be drained by life, leaving only a dry bone wrapped in a loose skin.
That originally pretty face can no longer be called a face.The two black eyes seemed to be embedded in the skull, and the original shape of the nose and mouth could not be seen at all, only the opening and closing of the bones could be seen.
If he didn't know that he was Ye Hanfeng, Yan Pei would have thought that he was a scary ghost that just crawled out of the ground.
Even though Yan Pei was dubbed "Yan Luo with a smiling face" by those in the army, and was in charge of the punishment department, he had never seen such ruthless methods. This is simply not a human being.
No. 67 hugged Ning Zhe, his eyes were cold, "Don't you want to ask a question, you only have a stick of incense time, after passing this village, there will be no such shop."
Lin Li grabbed Ye Hanfeng who was struggling angrily from his hand, brought him into the side hall and closed the door.
It didn't take long before Ye Hanfeng's painful screams and insults came from inside, and then Yan Pei didn't know what he did, and his voice gradually became quieter, probably because he was too painful to scream.
Ning Zhe looked at the closed palace door, touched the bone flute hanging around his neck, and asked softly, "No. 67, what is his relationship with the high priest?"
No. 67 glanced at him, "Why, do you care?"
Ning Zhe didn't speak.
"If you care about Ye Hanfeng, there's no need."
"Ye Hanfeng not only harmed and opposed you in the past, but this time he only came here to take your soul so that he can go back and revive his General Huo."
"Also, why do you think that the legs of the dark guard Seventeen have never healed? That's because when he was imprisoned by Huo Chen, Ye Hanfeng secretly smashed his kneecaps and put flesh-eating flesh in it." The poisonous Gu!"
Ning Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't know about this incident. No wonder the Seventeenth Dark Guard has been disabled in his legs since he came to the Demon Realm, and he couldn't stand up for a while.
No. 67 changed the subject, and suddenly smiled again, "If what you care about is the high priest, then there is no need, because..."
He lightly caressed Ning Zhe's face, rubbed his fingertips on his chin, his eyes dimmed, "You are mine."