I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 194 I still remember what happened last night

Many men have said this to Ning Zhe.

They ended up either dead or missing.

Ning Zhe never took such words seriously.

He said casually: "Okay, if you don't let go of me, I will be yours."

No. 67 hugged him tightly, resting his chin on top of his head, "Well, never let go, never let go."

Ning Zhe didn't speak, his eyes fell on the open space in front of him without sadness or joy, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

67 could see that he was absent-minded.

Ning Zhe doesn't dislike such possessive and paranoid words, nor does he want to resist, because he has an indifferent attitude towards his own destiny.

Because it doesn't matter, he will say "OK" to what others say, and then obediently obey, with an obedient and obedient appearance.

But in fact, compared to resentment or anger, his indifferent attitude is the most painful and powerless.

No matter what you do, it will not cause the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

No. 67 would rather that he still hates himself like before, and only wants to kill himself, at least that can prove that this person really exists beside him, instead of drifting away from the world.

He sighed inwardly, Ning Zhe struggled out of his arms, and squatted aside to play with Xue and Ling.

Since the last life rope incident, No. 67 has awakened Yuki and Aya again.

Now that his energy is exhausted, he can no longer activate the auxiliary system. If the mysterious person attacks Ning Zhe again, he will have no way of knowing.

Both being fetishes, Xue and Ling have a sharper perception of the rope of life, and with it at least they can protect Ning Zhe a little bit.

No. 67 saw Ning Zhe's fingertips lightly stroking Xue Heling's body, and also squatted down, stroking his head.

Ning Zhe raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes comfortably, and rubbed against his palm like a cat, very intimately.

Suddenly, the door of the palace was pushed open with a "creak".

Yan Pei came out with a cold face, holding a blood-stained long knife in his hand, his body was spattered with bright red blood.

"You killed him?" No. 67 raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No." Yan Pei had a pure smile on his baby face, his eyes narrowed into slits.

Ye Hanfeng was single-handedly picked up by the general, and his father even saved the general. How could such a meritorious official allow him to die so easily.

Lin Li stepped out after him, gently closed the palace door, and said with a wooden face: "The crime of conspiracy and rebellion should be dealt with by the general himself."

Ye Hanfeng betrayed.

As early as the Tianqi Dynasty, he had colluded with Prince Qingluan in private, and revealed the general's whereabouts and plans several times, so that thousands of soldiers were wiped out by the well-prepared defenders when they encircled and suppressed the Tianqi Palace.

Even if there was no demonic invasion, as long as they and the general stepped out of the ancient tower, they would be shot and killed by the royal army ambushing outside the Witch God Temple!

Maybe Ye Hanfeng formed an alliance with Qingluan just because he wanted to get rid of Mr. Xiao Ning, but he ruined the lives of thousands of soldiers in vain, and even killed the general!

In his whole life, Lin Li hated traitors the most.

Ye Hanfeng violated his taboo, and he almost drew his sword to kill this person. If Yan Pei hadn't stopped him, Ye Hanfeng would indeed be dead now.

Yan Pei glanced at his icy side face and changed the subject, "According to what Ye Hanfeng said, after the temple collapsed, the high priest personally came here to take away the general's body, stored it in an ice coffin, and placed it in the The highest point of the Star Picking Tower is heavily guarded."

Ning Zhe blinked, puzzled, "What does the High Priest want General Huo to do?"

He doesn't remember that Master has necrophilia?

"I don't know, but Ye Hanfeng said that the corpse of Prince Tianqi Qingluan seems to be there too."

This was beyond Ning Zhe's expectation, he turned to look at number 67.

No. 67 said flatly, "Don't look at me, I don't know, guess for yourself."

Ning Zhe choked, and obediently let out an "oh".

Yan Pei said: "Lin Li and I plan to leave the Demon Realm immediately, and organize people to go to the Xingxing Pavilion to bring the general back, Xiao Ah...Xiao Ning, do you want to come with us?"

"I......"

"He's not going."

Before Ning Zhe could finish speaking, No. 67 grabbed his waist and forced him to take a few steps forward, and fell into his arms unexpectedly.

"He is now the Son of God of the Demon Realm, so many demons are rushing to serve him, why go back with you, be your general's petty pet, and then be assassinated by another Ye Hanfeng?"

Yan Pei touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice: "Only Ye Hanfeng doesn't like little Aning, we all like him..."

Especially the general, who loves her so much that he wants to kill him. He is preparing to marry the little Aning in eight palanquins and let him be the general's wife.

Now that the agreed-upon daughter-in-law belongs to someone else, she will become someone else's. When the general wakes up, I don't know how to be sad...

Yan Pei glanced secretly at No. 67, full of resentment.

No. 67 glanced over, and Lin Li immediately reached out and grabbed Yan Pei, pulling him behind him involuntarily.

"Thank you, Young Master Xiao Ning this time, Lin will definitely repay you in the future."

After finishing speaking, he took Yan Pei and fled away together, and his figure quickly disappeared into the palace.

Ning Zhe yawned.

The genius was dim, he hadn't slept for half the night, his eyelids were black and blue, and his spirit was not good.

No. 67 carried him back and put him under the quilt to coax him to sleep, and then came back again, and walked into the side hall alone.

Ye Hanfeng was hung on the beam with his hands tied, unkempt, his breath was weak, and his body was mottled with blood.

Yan Pei cut off one of his ears and cut off ten of his fingers. The attack was extremely ruthless, and he didn't care about his colleagues for many years.

No. 67 stood in front of him, his eyes were extremely indifferent, "You still didn't say, what is the high priest calling you here for?"

Ye Hanfeng slowly raised the head with only a layer of skin left, and chuckled, "Take Ning Zhe's soul, kill him, save the general... Otherwise, what else do you think I can do?" ?”

"It's all right to deceive Yan Pei and the others with your words. It's better to be honest with me. After all, I'm not as gentle as them." No. 67 also smiled with his lips curled up, his voice was as cold as jade, and he spoke at a steady pace. Not ill.

Ye Hanfeng froze suddenly, remembering some terrible memories, his body trembled uncontrollably.

"You don't need to do anything to get the essence. You deliberately fell in front of Ning Zhe and stayed by his side to serve tea and water for an excuse...to put your own blood into his mouth?"

Ye Hanfeng was slightly stunned, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Since you know, why are you still asking me! That's right, how could I tolerate using the soul of this bitch, Ning Zhe, to save the general! I am the general's medicine man! I am the one who is most qualified to give my life for the general, but Ning Zhe...he is just a blind medicine!"

...and sure enough.

No. 67 sighed slightly in his heart. He had discovered that Ye Hanfeng's body was highly poisoned before. It turned out that he turned himself into a medicine man to save Huo Chen.

"So what if Ning Zhe is a god, my blood is extremely poisonous in the world now, even if he is a god, he will definitely die! After he drinks my blood and is poisoned to death, I can eat his flesh and blood and become a real The magic medicine is going to save the general..."

Ye Hanfeng smiled softly, his eyes were gentle, and he looked terrified on his skinny body, "The general is mine...I won't let anyone touch and defile him, I will sacrifice my soul With the general, I can be with the general forever, forever..."

No. 67 smiled faintly, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Ning Zhe didn't drink your blood, and you will never become a real medicine man."

Ye Hanfeng suddenly raised his head, his gaze was vicious.

No. 67's thin lips hooked slightly, and his voice was more calm, "The high priest is just lying to you, medicine man? It's ridiculous, have you ever seen a medicine man covered in poison?"

"I don't believe it!" Ye Hanfeng roared angrily, his expression excited, "You are lying to me! The high priest clearly said... He clearly said that as long as I swallow those poisons, I can become a god Medicine! You are lying to me!"

"Believe it or not, that kind of thing can't save Huo Chen at all. It's just an excuse for the high priest to kill Ning Zhe in order to turn you into a poisonous thing in the world."

67 looked calm, not caring about his rage at all.

Ye Hanfeng yelled crazily, cursing at him endlessly, even the innocent Ning Zhe was inexplicably involved and scolded.

No. 67 didn't react when he heard him scolding him. When he heard Ning Zhe's name, his eyesight suddenly turned cold. With a wave of his hand, he crushed Ye Hanfeng's mandible from the air, making him unable to speak anymore. .

Facing Ye Hanfeng's crazy and resentful pupils, he slightly hooked his lips, and smiled faintly, "The one who can really save Huo Chen can only use Ning Zhe's hard work. Ning Zhe will save Huo Chen, as for you... ....

If I don't kill you, you will continue to live in such an inhumane way, and then see with your own eyes how your beloved general is so devoted to Ning Zhe, it must be very interesting. "

Ye Hanfeng's pupils contracted violently, and he shook his head violently, wanting to roar loudly.

It's a pity that his jaw has been smashed by No. 67, he can't speak at all, he can only scream silently, like a madman who has lost his mind.

No. 67 looked coldly, let out a cold snort, moved slightly, and disappeared into the hall.

When he returned to Ning Zhe's room, the sky was already bright, and the misty sunlight made people hazy and gentle.

Ning Zhe had already woken up, and was lying on the bed playing with the young master.

The round, chubby Young Master was forced to be squeezed into various shapes in his hands, and was forced to wear the big red bellyband in his hands.

"Ning Zhe! Don't go too far! I still remember what happened last night!"

The Young Master couldn't bear the humiliation, so he got up and pointed at him angrily with his short hands.

Ning Zhe poked a finger on his bulging belly, causing him to fall back and sit on the couch.

Ning Zhe laughed, his eyes were crooked, and his cheeks were still flushed with the flush of just waking up, which was rare to add some vitality.

But as soon as he saw No. 67 approaching from the corner of his eye, he smiled slightly and looked up casually.

"where did you go?"

Ning Zhe asked him, but his expression was very loose, and he didn't seem to care at all.