I'm a killer with no emotions

[If you don't tell me, I won't go back either] Ning Zhe's voice was very calm, with his usual soft and cute meaning.

[Really] No. 67 is noncommittal.

He intuitively felt that Ning Zhe's treatment of King Dingbei was different from his treatment of Huo Chen.

In front of Huo Chen, all his emotions were faked.

He was afraid of Huo Chen, cried to Huo Chen, let go of all dignity, and begged Huo Chen for mercy seemingly humiliated, but there was no trace of Huo Chen in those dark eyes from beginning to end.

Like a dead and quiet night sky, showing no emotion.

But every time he saw King Dingbei, his eyes would change.

No. 67 couldn't tell what the change was, it was as if...a bright star had risen in the endless dark night sky, like a lifeless rag doll coming to life.

He should have different thoughts about Ning Yan, but he seems to be indifferent to Ning Yan.

——My own host is completely delusional.

No. 67 quickly came back to his senses, and said to Ning Zhe [you killed Yunlan, King Dingbei will naturally not let you go, now the only person you can rely on is Huo Chen, so you can only refuse]

Ning Zhe has always been docile and obedient to No. 67.

Even if he understands, the consequence of being obedient is to push himself into a fire pit.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Huo Chen thought that he was trying to escape from him. Immediately, his patience was exhausted, and he squeezed his fingers hard on his mandible, and sneered: "Why, the emperor wants to go back?"

Ning Zhe's face turned pale as the sharp pain hit his jaw, and his big black eyes were fogged up again.

Huo Chen didn't like his tricks, and said coldly, "Say it!"

Ning Zhe's tears flowed down his cheeks.

Seeing that Huo Chen became more and more angry, he suddenly straightened up and approached Huo Chen, put his arms around his neck tightly, buried his head in his neck and shook his head vigorously, crying out of breath.

Huo Chen was stunned for a moment by the warm and soft feeling in his shoulder socket, and subconsciously wanted to rub his hand on the little emperor's soft hair.

But soon, Huo Chen came to his senses and stopped his movements.

He raised his arms to hug the little emperor, turned his head and smiled at Ning Yan: "My lord, I'm sorry, it seems that the emperor doesn't want to go back."

Being robbed of things in public, Ning Yan did not get angry, and remained shockingly calm.

He looked at Huo Chen with a solemn and dignified expression, and said, "I heard that General Huo is going to use Ah Zhe as a sacrifice to pay homage to a hundred thousand dead souls, but is that so?"

Huo Chen smiled, and said sternly: "Yes. One hundred thousand soldiers of my Dai Viet were killed by him, and if he doesn't make amends, how can he comfort the souls of 10 people in heaven!"

Ning Yan frowned slightly.

In the year 330 of the Dayue divine calendar, the Tianqi Dynasty sent troops to attack Yanguan, and the army retreated steadily.

The little emperor was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he asked for peace.

In order to show his sincerity, the little emperor cooperated with the Tianqi Dynasty to cast evil witchcraft on the army, depriving the lives of [-] soldiers to refine a peerless artifact. The cruel method made the dead restless.

The accumulation of countless resentful spirits and hatred gradually affected the luck of the emperor and even the kingdom of Dayue.

Not long after, an oracle came out from the Xingxing Pavilion to abolish the tyrant and establish a new emperor to resume the country's destiny.

That's why when Ning Zhi designed the little emperor to seize the throne, Ning Yan did not intervene.

But now it seems that even if the emperor is abolished, the old hatred of the [-] dead souls has not been eliminated, and even affected the national fortune of Dayue, otherwise Huo Chen would not be so angry.

Ning Yan pondered for a moment, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the little emperor who was holding Huo Chen tightly in the carriage, and felt unhappy for some reason.

But he didn't think about it deliberately, and only said to Huo Chen lightly: "The general's move is also for the country wholeheartedly. The left and right Azhe are divine veins, and he can't die for the time being. This king can promise you to return him after the sacrifice. The general agrees." How about next?"