I'm a killer with no emotions

was discovered...

If Ning Yan catches her, she won't be able to leave even if she wants to.

Ning Zhe didn't care about the pain in his leg from the fall, so he got up and staggered forward.

Both people in the courtyard saw a thin and small figure flashing past the wide open courtyard door.

"A Ning..."

Ning Yan was startled, and muttered aphasia, "Could it be...A Ning..."

The boy in front of him was also Yun Lan, who reached out and grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him worriedly, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Go away, don't come in the way!"

He was in a hurry and didn't have time to explain to Yun Lan, so he pushed him away in a hurry, and quickly moved his legs to follow Ning Zhe, "A-Ning! A-Ning, are you back!?"

Ning Zhe just buried his head and rushed forward. Hearing this voice in a hurry, he looked back and his heart almost jumped out of his throat in fright.

Ning Yan was about to catch up so quickly!

Not only him, because of this commotion, countless men in black poured out along the way to block his way.

Ning Zhe raised his fingertips and set fire to trap them.

It's a pity that there were too many people, and his leg was injured again, so he couldn't run fast, and was soon wrapped up in a dead end, unable to advance or retreat.

Ning Zhe's eyes showed a rare look of anxiety and remorse.

Killing Qiandao, he doesn't want to act against Ning Yan anymore.

"A Ning..."

Ning Yan separated from the man in black and walked in, walked slowly in front of him, shaking his hands, his voice trembling, "It's really, it's you."

Ning Zhe could see something flickering in his eyes.

It was like water, sparkling under the moonlight, and it seemed that it would uncontrollably overflow the eye sockets in the next moment, making the man a little fragile.

He wasn't used to Ning Yan like this, he pursed his lips, took half a step back without making a sound.

"A-Ning, don't hide from me..."

Ning Yan's voice was hoarse, her footsteps were unsteady, and she walked towards him slowly, "I finally saw you... During this time, I couldn't find you anyway... I'm afraid, I'm afraid You're gone again..."

Ning Zhe retreated again and again, when he retreated to the wall and there was no way to retreat, he was carefully embraced by him into his arms.

Ning Yan didn't dare to touch him, but just put his arms around his shoulders.

The warm, milky breath from the person in his arms told him that he was not dreaming, and that this person really existed.

He closed his eyes, resting his forehead on Ning's folded shoulders, his body trembling slightly, his voice choked with pain, "A-Ning...A-Ning..." You finally, finally came back.

Ning moved his shoulders, with a cold face, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Isn't this person accompanying Yunlan, why is he still free to take care of these messy things.

He murmured in confusion, then suddenly opened his mouth and said the first sentence after returning to the past: "Let me go."

Surprisingly calm and restrained.

Ning Yan was startled, his body froze, and he looked up at him, "Ah, Ah Ning...you can talk..."

"I can not only talk, I can kill."

Ning Zhe flicked his long sleeves, and the dagger slipped from it. He quickly grabbed it in his hand and pressed it against Ning Yan's belly in the blink of an eye. "Say it again, let me go."

A look of astonishment flashed in Ning Yan's eyes, "A'Ning, you..."

"Bold! Let go of master!" The men in black around were also startled, and immediately shouted coldly.

Ning Zhe put his arms around Ning Yan's waist, the dagger pierced through his clothes and stuck tightly to his skin, as long as he threw it inside, Ning Yan's life would be killed immediately.

"A'Ning..." Ning Yan didn't struggle, as if he wanted to say something.

Ning Zhe ignored him, glanced directly at the many men in black around him, and said coldly: "There is poison on the sword, if you don't want your master to die here, back off!"

Frightened by him, the men in black didn't dare to move any more. After hesitating for a moment, they took a few steps back slowly and looked at him warily.

"A'Ning, don't force me." Ning Yan seemed to be suppressing something in his voice, which sounded very painful.

"Master, you have been forcing me all this time."

Ning Zhe returned to him coldly, but judging from the man's tone, it seemed that there was a way to break free from his control, but he just didn't want to do it.

He thought about it for a moment, and just to be on the safe side, he no longer held back his hand, and thrust his sword directly into his body.

The poison on the sword is a deception, it is only covered with some drugs, at best it will only make people unconscious for a few days.

Blood flowed down the blade of the dagger, making it difficult to see clearly in the dark.

The effect of the medicine was immediate, Ning Yan's forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were dizzy, and he could not stand on his feet.

"A-Ning, you, you must be like this..."

Ning Zhe listened to his tone, as if he still had something to rely on.

Speaking of it, although there are legends about King Dingbei everywhere, in fact, not many people have actually seen his strength, and even Ning Zhe doesn't know how strong he is.

Maybe these drugs really can't do anything for him.

Ning Zhe frowned, put his arms around Ning Yan's waist halfway, supported him so that he would not fall down, and at the same time quietly let out snow and silk, binding his hands and feet tightly.

Xue and Ling are magical weapons, and they should be able to restrain this person this time.

He thought in his heart, coercing Ning Yan to retreat to the wall with him, he wanted to push him out.

Sensing his intention, Ning Yan grabbed his sleeve with all his strength, "A-Ning, please stay, don't leave me... You can torture me and get revenge on me however you want, I will I just ask you to stay, please stay..."

His tone was trembling, and he was in extreme pain, his slender and beautiful eyebrows were tightly knit together, and his pale and weak face made people feel distressed at a glance.

It's a pity that Ning Zhe was indifferent to his words, "Master, you are the one who said that a bitch like me is not worthy to be with you."

At this moment, Ning Yan was sure that the Aning in front of him was no longer the ignorant Ah Ning he thought.

He suddenly became flustered in his heart, couldn't hold back his calm look anymore, desperately tightened his arms, and hugged Ning Zhe's body tightly, his lips kept trembling, "I was wrong, Ah Ning... .I was wrong......"

"I really know I was wrong, don't leave me..."

Ning Zhe had no expression on his face, and pushed him forward, "It's late."

Immediately after pointing his toes, he jumped towards the high wall behind him.

"A Ning!"

Ning Yan subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab his ankle.

Sure enough, he still had the strength to spare, and he didn't struggle before, probably because he didn't want to fight him.

Ning Zhe was thinking in his heart, his eyes were faint, and he glanced at him lightly, "Master, you already have brother Yunlan, do you still want Aning to be tortured by your side?"

Ning Yan froze violently.

Taking advantage of his dazed moment, Ning Zhe pushed him away completely and jumped onto the wall.

Ning Yan was still in a daze, his body swayed a few times, and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, a boy in black suddenly rushed out, quickly caught his falling body, and said anxiously: "Master, master! Are you okay!"

Ning Zhe looked back and saw that it was Yunlan.

Thinking about it this way, the movements of his feet became slower.

That is, for such a slow time, he regretted it.

Yun Lan saw the bloody wound on Ning Yan's waist at a glance, her eyes turned cold, "Bold, you dare to hurt him!"

As he spoke, he quickly shot out a few feather blades between his fingers, and shot them straight at Ning.

Ning Yan's expression changed, and he immediately stopped him.

It's a pity that the Feather Blade was able to change direction, directly avoiding Ning Yan's hand, and was faster.

Ning Zhe couldn't dodge in time, his arms and ankles were scratched by these feather blades, and he fell directly to the wall.

Yun Lan supported Ning Yan and shouted angrily: "Catch him! Don't let him escape!"

Several men in black chased after him immediately.

"Stop!" Ning Yan yelled, "No one is allowed to go!"

The man in black froze in place, watching Ning Zhe escape, wondering how their master would let the thief who had just hurt him go.

Yun Lan was also slightly startled, "Master, you..."

Ning Yan slammed him open with a palm, closed his eyes, and took a few breaths, suppressing the churning emotions in his heart.

His palm was merciless, and Yun Lan vomited blood directly when he slapped her, her internal organs were displaced, and she lay on the ground unable to move for a long time.

He clutched his chest and looked at Ning Yan in disbelief, "Master!? Why..."

Obviously these few days, Ning Yan has been so gentle to him, everyone thought he was going to fly to the branches, but why did he suddenly change his face and be so ruthless to him! ?

Ning Yan swallowed blood, stood up with difficulty, "I asked you if you have met Aning, you said you have, and you said you forgot when, so I have been waiting for you. you."

Yunlan panicked for a moment, then calmed down quickly, "That's right, so what's wrong?"

Ning Yan stared at him coldly, "You don't know Ah Ning at all."

"Do you know what will happen if you cheat on me?"

......

Ning Zhe dragged his wounds, avoided the patrol, and staggered back to the Qin mansion to knock on the door.

As soon as Qin Zhuang opened the door, he was startled by his blood, immediately pulled him into a corner, and covered him with a cloak.

"Oh, young master, the young master was so anxious to find you all night, you, where did you go to play, why..." Why is there blood all over your body?

Ning Zhe was in pain all over, and his mind was dizzy, he hung his head and didn't want to say anything.

Qin Zhuang couldn't find anything, so he had to take him to Qin Shen's courtyard.

Qin Shen didn't see him before, so anxious that he spurted a mouthful of blood.

After meeting someone, he calmed down, took Ning Zhe's body and hugged him in his arms, and said calmly, "I'm sorry to bother you, Uncle Zhuang. You can go back and rest. I'll just watch over this child."

Qin Zhuang exhorted a few words worriedly, and then left.

Qin Shen sighed, put Ning Zhe on the couch, touched his face, "Why didn't the emperor tell the minister when he went out?"

After waking up, he only saw a warm cloak wrapped around his body, but Ning Zhe's person disappeared without a trace. He panicked all of a sudden, the blood in his whole body poured into his brain, and he vomited blood.

He sent a lot of people to look for him, but there was no one there, but now, he just came back with injuries all over his body without saying a word.

Qin Shen couldn't say a word of scolding at all.

He sighed, "Your Majesty, next time you leave, can you bring your ministers with you?"

Ning Zhe didn't want to talk, feeling a little uncomfortable, hugged Qin Shen's waist, rubbed hard in his arms, cried and whimpered like a baby, "Prime Minister, I'm sad."