I'm a killer with no emotions

A name was going around in his mouth, and he wanted to say it, but he finally swallowed it.

...that's all.

Xing Su thought to himself, why bother to say the name of such a lowly person like him, it just polluted the child's ears.

What's more, it's good that Azhe doesn't know, so that in the future he will be punished by the high priest, and Azhe will not be affected.

I just don't know if the high priest has found the trace of Azhe.

Before he lost consciousness, he placed a restraint on Azhe to prevent the high priest from searching for thousands of miles.

The restriction was set by him sacrificing most of his soul, even the high priest couldn't predict Ning Zhe's position.

But with that person's ability, he should soon be able to figure out the location of Ah Zhe by divination to calculate the location of his spiritual consciousness.

Perhaps it was because his spiritual consciousness was too weak that he could not be traced before, but now that he has awakened, there must be no way to hide it.

Calculating the time, more than a month has passed, and he must get out of this restriction as soon as possible to prevent Ah Zhe from revealing his whereabouts.

Now he only has a trace of spiritual consciousness left, and he doesn't know how long he can live. Ah Zhe is the most soft-hearted, if he sees him die, he will be sad.

It's better not to involve too much with him.

Xing Su sighed softly, and said to him softly, "Sorry, I... can't remember."

Ning Zhe blinked and said softly, "My name is Ning Zhe."

Xing Su smiled softly, lowered her voice slightly, like a trickling stream flowing slowly, soft and clear, "I know...you are A Zhe..."

Ning Zhe bent his eyes, drew back his long eyelashes, and said nothing.

Lin Feishuang caressed the corners of his eyes where the red marks flew diagonally with his fingers, "What are you laughing at?"

Ning Zhe looked up at him, then quickly lowered his head, with a face like a cat, stammering: "The wound... the wound is not bleeding... Don't be afraid, no, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Lin Feishuang was startled, and subconsciously glanced at his arm.

So it was because she was worried about him that she saved him with blood...

Lin Feishuang looked at Ning Zhe again.

The young man was kneeling on the dusty ground, his white underwear was tattered and stained, and his bare feet were also extremely dirty.

Who would have thought that this weak and humble succubus was supposed to be a supreme emperor?

Lin Feishuang stood up and pulled the boy up from the ground with gentle movements.

"Lin Feishuang..." The young man stared at him, a glimmer of light flickered in his quiet eyes.

Lin Feishuang laughed, the kid believed him too much.

"Don't blame me for almost killing you just now?" he asked.

The boy shook his head, "You didn't kill me."

So don't blame?

Lin Feishuang smiled, raised his hand and stroked his head, "I won't kill you."

What he didn't tell the young man was that if it wasn't for the king, he would have become a dead body now.

But it doesn't matter anymore, he really won't take the boy's life again.

After all, this is the remnant pulse of a god who can life and death human flesh and bones, who would be willing to kill it?

Since the birth of the oracle in the Xingxing Pavilion, there has been a sensation in the world. Almost everyone hopes to drink a mouthful of this man's blood, take a bite of his flesh, wish to live forever, and become a god.

It's just that the young man has since disappeared without a trace.

I didn't expect that after going around and going around, it would fall into the hands of a waste like him.

Even God is helping him.

Lin Feishuang laughed, stretched out his hand, and pushed the boy into the room.

He did not use too much force, the young man couldn't stand still, he staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, and looked up at him in a daze.

Lin Feishuang raised an eyebrow at him, "Ning Zhe, your only fault is that you shouldn't trust me."

You shouldn't expose your secrets in front of my eyes, and you shouldn't naively think that I won't do anything to you.

Under the glare of the light, Lin Feishuang clearly saw that the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a touch of unbelievable despair.

Lin Feishuang frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a little upset.

Since meeting the boy, he has done nothing but help him escape from that person's side. He even threw him into a place like the Colosseum in order to play tricks on the boy.

But the young man trusted him so much.

It's like a fool who was cheated and counted the money for him.

"Everything you have gained now is what you deserve."

Who let you go, you are the remnant pulse of the god.

With a cold face, Lin Feishuang locked the boy into a dark room, closed the door, and sealed it one after another.

Ning Zhe got up from the ground, slammed on the door, and said in a panic, "Let me out...Lin Feishuang, I won't run around anymore, I will be obedient, don't leave me alone! Don't do this...please..."

Lin Feishuang said lightly: "Useless Ning Zhe, you can't come out this time."

The young man patted on the door for a long time, but Lin Feishuang remained indifferent.

As if he finally gave up, he leaned against the door weakly, his eyes glazed over, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Lin Feishuang, let me out, I... am afraid..."

There seemed to be a ferocious monster hidden in the dark room, approaching him step by step.

The boy closed his eyes in fear,

"You ran out of the room in violation of my order. I didn't punish you because I was tolerant. Also, Ning Zhe, you forgot, you are a slave, you should call me son."

Lin Feishuang smiled but did not smile, with indifference in his brows and eyes, "It feels really good to have the emperor of Dayue as my slave."

"You...what do you want to..."

The silhouette of the young man on the wooden door trembled slightly, his voice trembling slightly.

Lin Feishuang hooked his lips and smiled: "The door to seal the demons is about to open. Ning Zhe, you should know that only the blood of the gods can suppress the demons."

"No, no, I...I'm not..."

The young man was still trying to conceal his identity, but was interrupted coldly by Lin Feishuang, "Your blood has the effect of instant healing. In this world, who else can do it except the remnant pulse of the gods? Ning Zhe, if it weren't for your soft heart and using your own blood Help me, I can't confirm your identity yet."

Lin Feishuang threw the boy into the Beast Pavilion, in fact, to test him.

It's just that the young man hid it very well, and he didn't show his flaws in the end.

The last blow to the blue thunder lion was sure to kill. Others might not have seen it clearly, but he saw it—it was the man who was chasing him who helped him.

However, the young man who didn't let his guard down even at the moment of life and death, when he was injured, recklessly bled to save him, exposing himself.

Lin Feishuang didn't know whether to call him smart or stupid.

"I don't know how you became a succubus. You must know that the blood in your body has supernatural power, but it is extremely weak. If the Gate of Sealing Demons uses this kind of blood, the power of confinement is far from enough. "

Lin Feishuang stared at his shadow, and said slowly, "Ning Zhe, I want your life."

The boy shook, and slowly slid from the door to the ground, "Why... I, I just want to..."

The following words, the boy did not say it again.

Lin Feishuang could guess that it was nothing more than the words "I just want to save you", but it seemed that the youth was stupid and credulous.

"You don't have to worry too much, there is still some time before the door to seal the demons opens." Lin Feishuang smiled suddenly, "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

But before that, he had to find out who had entered the Burial Ground, so he could only wrong the young man to stay here.

Lin Feishuang took a few steps, but for some reason, he looked back again with deep eyes.

It was as if one could see the helpless and desperate expression on the young man's face through the closed rosewood door.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feishuang turned around and went to the burial ground.

It was also because of this that he did not see that the young man inside the door was actually dead and expressionless.

Seeing him like this, Xing Su let out his spiritual sense to probe outside, and then calmly said: "He has already left."

Ning Zhe's long eyelashes moved slightly, and a little anger returned to his eyes.

He glanced at his wrist that was still bleeding, but didn't care about it, he just curled up gently, hugged himself, and buried his head in his knee.

Xing Su's mind tightened slightly, and he blurted out, "Ah Zhe, does it hurt?"

"You care about me." Ning Zhe said calmly, "Did we know each other before?"

Xing Su froze, her voice lowered, and seemed a little hoarse: "No... I don't know..."

He paused, tried his best to slow down his tone, and said calmly: "It's just... just bleeding so much... Can't you treat it? Listening to the man's tone, your blood seems to be able to heal the wound. …”

Ning Zhe laughed, a pair of phoenix eyes outlined a beautiful arc like a crescent moon, and said with a low smile: "Not only can heal wounds, but also life and death. Now that I am weak, if you take the opportunity to devour me, you can't say ...and be resurrected..."

His voice was hoarse and gentle, as if he was trying to seduce him deliberately.

When had Xing Su been treated like this by him, she couldn't help but panic for a moment, and stammered, "I...I...wouldn't do that..."

"Why, don't you want to kill me like them?"

The boy tilted his head and asked him, with a pure and innocent smile in his eyes, with an innocent look.

It was obviously a cruel topic, but he said it so lightly.

Looking at him, Xing Su felt as if her heart was being pricked by a needle, and she suddenly felt a pain, "Ah Zhe..."

Sorry, I... am useless.

Ning Zhe seemed to know what he was thinking, silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "It has nothing to do with you, it's just that I don't have extra spirit to heal myself."

He stood up and walked into the dark room.

"A Zhe?" Xing Su's tone was a little puzzled.

He remembered that Ah Zhe was afraid of the dark.

The room was covered with curtains, and the closed doors and windows couldn't see any light, and even the wind couldn't blow in.

As if isolated from the world, lifeless.

Ning Zhe looked calm and walked into the room.

Unexpectedly, a hot spring was dug here, and steam was bubbling out.

Xing Su was stunned for a moment: "You..."

"So dirty."

Ning Zhe glanced at his feet, said something lightly, and started to take off his clothes.