I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Qin Shen patted his head and said, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."

This is not snow, but a poison.

Controlled by his blood, born to recognize the master, it will not hurt Ning Zhe, but if ordinary people get a little bit of it, they will be immediately paralyzed by the toxin in it.

Seeing that Ning Zhe still had no response, he frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to cover Ning Zhe's eyes, and sighed: "Your Majesty, these people are not dead, they just passed out temporarily."

He probably thought that Ning Zhe was worried about these innocent people.

Qin Shen has always known that Ning Zhe is not the real emperor, but a powerless puppet, not the kind of real bloodthirsty person.Therefore, it is not surprising that he would have such an idea, after all, no one is born cold-blooded and ruthless.

If facing so many "corpses" can still keep a straight face, that's not callous, that's called inhumane.

Little did he know that Ning Zhe was a container born out of the dead, not to mention human nature, he was not even considered human.

At this moment, Ning Zhe, who seemed too scared to stand up, said to Xue and Ling from the bottom of his heart: "I was wrong. It turns out that the prime minister is so powerful. Fortunately, I never thought of doing anything to him."

Xue and Ling thought it was wrong, Master, you obviously thought about it, but you didn't do it because you saw the prime minister was about to kill himself.

But for the sake of Ning Zhe's face, he still swallowed the words.

Now there are only a few people who can still move in the entire Tianshen Temple, Qin Shen and Ning Zhe, Huo Chen who had been vigilant and dodged earlier, and Ning Yan who persisted because of his strong will.

And the high priest who has been standing on the altar, watching all this calmly and indifferently.

"The pity of the heavens is fleeting. If you miss this time, you will not be able to see the omens for three years. Do you know what you are doing?" The high priest looked down at him with those light gray indifferent pupils,

"I know very well." Qin Shen's expression was flat.

"Clear?" Huo Chen looked embarrassed, and grabbed his collar and lifted it up, "Clearly, you dare to do such a thing! If there is really some natural disaster, and the people of Dayue Limin make mistakes, ten thousand deaths will not be enough to atone for your sins." !"

Qin Shen's expression remained unchanged, he slowly took his wrist, and moved his hand away, "General Huo, no natural disasters have occurred in Dayue in the past three years, just don't worry, General."

Huo Chen looked suspicious, "How do you know? Why does this general trust you!?"

Qin Shen decided to take a look at him.

The Huo Chen he knew has always been deep and introverted without showing any emotions or anger. He usually doesn't speak much, but he can give the opponent the most fatal blow at the most critical moment... He never thought However, when he was young, Huo Chen was so jealous and unable to hold back his anger.

Seeing his sudden silence towards Huo Chen, Ning Zhe knew what he was confused about, and he probably was as shocked by Huo Chen's character as he was back then, so he bent his eyebrows unkindly.

Qin Shen no longer paid attention to Huo Chen, turned to look at Ning Yan, "My lord, what an offense."

There was a pool of bright red blood in front of Ning Yan, which was the poisonous blood he forced out. He was hit and knelt in the snow. In order not to faint, he could only stimulate himself with pain.

"A Ning..."

He ignored Qin Shen, panting heavily, staring at Ning Zhe with his black eyes, "So you are here."

Ning Zhe didn't react at all. When he faced Ning Yan now, there was no disturbance in his heart.

"emperor."

Qin Shen called him.

Ning Zhe was still willing to talk to him, so he poked his head out from behind him and looked at him suspiciously, "What?"

"Stand back a little."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zhe felt a cold and murderous aura suddenly hit his face.

Qin Shen's expression remained unchanged, and he stood firmly in front of him. With a flick of his wide sleeves, he knocked down the flying hidden weapon and looked outside the Temple of Heaven.

Ning Zhe followed his gaze, and saw a black figure slowly appearing in the red snow-covered sky.

The young man was thin and handsome, with a valiant appearance and an unparalleled demeanor.

Ning Zhe looked at the boy's face, slightly startled.

"Master!" He didn't know Ning Zhe, so he passed him and hurried to Ningyan, with a worried expression on his face, "Master, what's wrong with you!"

Ning Yan's complexion was not good, he pushed him away coldly, his tone was heavy, "Why are you here? Who let you out!"

Yun Lan was also stunned, "Master, what are you talking about... It's not an order from you, saying that you are worried about my safety, so let me accompany you this time..."

Ning Yan subconsciously glanced at Ning Zhe, seeing his indifferent appearance, his heart tightened, and he frowned angrily, "What nonsense! This king has never done such a thing before!"

The look of eagerness to refute seems to be afraid that Ning Zhe will misunderstand.

Ning Zhe looked at the two people, then at Huo Chen who was trying to wake up the little emperor, and suddenly felt that everything in front of him was extremely absurd, like a children's farce.

He lost interest, tugged on Qin Shen's sleeve, raised his head coquettishly, "Prime Minister, I'm hungry."

Qin Shen first said: "It's called Xuanhe."

Then he took out a milk cake that had been covered with warmth from his arms, opened the oil paper and put it in the palm of his hand, patted his head, and comforted him: "Hold on for a while."

Ning Zhe squatted in the snow pit with a milk cake in his mouth, watching him walk slowly towards the high priest with question marks all over his forehead.

Qin Shen said that his formation will be fine today, does it have anything to do with the high priest?

He couldn't figure it out, so he asked No. 61 what Qin Shen wanted to do, but unfortunately No. 61 didn't respond, as if he disappeared suddenly.

Yuki and Ayano [Master, his aura disappeared two days ago]

Ning Zhe frowned, watching Qin Shen's actions without saying a word.

At this time, Qin Shen was not yet a prestigious prime minister, let alone any frightening rumors of murder.

Qin Xuanhe when he was young, in the eyes of outsiders, was just an inconspicuous young master in the Qin residence.

The high priest can understand the past, and can predict chaos through divination, but he cannot see everyone's future.

Not to mention that Qin Shen is not worthy of his special divination now - he doesn't take Qin Shen seriously at all.

"Stop it, you're just wasting your life in vain."

"If you can exchange this life for justice, it would be worth it."

Qin Shen closed his eyes, flipped his wrist lightly, and a warm long sword made of frost and snow suddenly appeared in his palm. The sword swept across, and the cold wind was filled with heavy snow, and the sword pointed straight at the high priest.

The high priest remained motionless, looking at him with pity and sorrow, as if watching ants struggling in vain.

He moved his fingers lightly, but there was no powerful attack, but Qin Shen's face turned pale for a moment, a mouthful of blood spewed out and stained the ground red, his body was crumbling.

Huo Chen frowned, "Is he injured?"

As soon as Ning Zhe turned his head, he saw that he did not know when he had come to his side. The little emperor was properly placed in the corner by him, and his body was still covered with his coat.

Ning Zhe looked up at him for a while, and suddenly thought that if he hadn't been the emperor's substitute, he might never have been favored by him in his life.

This man only had eyes for the king and country he was loyal to, and never really belonged to him, a cheap substitute, for a moment.

"...What's the matter..." For some reason, Huo Chen suddenly felt a little panic in his heart, Ning Zhe's eyes made him inexplicably horrified, as if something was going away from him.

He knelt down, brushed away the snowflakes falling from Ning Zhe's body, met Ning Zhe's cold gaze, and stammered, "I...I didn't ignore you, I've been looking for you for the past few days, you ,Do not be angry......"

Ning Zhe naturally knew about this. When he went out that day, he saw his portraits all over the street and guards of the Huo family everywhere. He almost searched the whole king.

But that's not what he cares about.

And Huo Chen, who is still young now, will never understand how many boundless barriers there are between them.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Huo Chen recalled the vague scenes in his dream again, and couldn't help feeling flustered, wanting to reach out and touch him, "Don't ignore me..."

Ning Zhe turned his head to avoid his hand, glanced at him calmly, and said, "Don't touch me."

Huo Chen was taken aback, "Aren't you a little dumb!?"

Ning Zhe: "..."

Just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean he's dumb. After all, it seems that Huo Chen had preconceived that he was a little dumb when they first met.

Well, this man should never think about him again.

Ning Zhe glanced at him coldly, turned his head, and pointed the back of his head at him.

Huo Chen knew that he had said something wrong, so he opened his lips, but he didn't know how to explain it.

What's more, he was guilty in his heart. Although the scenes in the dream were not real, they clearly told him what crimes he had committed to the child in front of him.

He pursed his lips, clenched his fists hard, and couldn't stop the pain in his heart, "I..."

"Hush—" Ning folded his index finger on his lips, squinted at him indifferently, and opened his lips lightly, "Don't talk, it's very noisy."

Huo Chen was slightly startled, his lips opened and closed silently, and finally closed.

He also followed Ning Zhe to look at the high priest.

Only Xue and Ling looked at Ning Zhe with their mouths wide open in surprise—for a moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his former master.

He suddenly understood what Qin Shen wanted to do.

If it's just to restore memory, wouldn't it be easier to cast spells with the help of the formation in the shrine after the master arrived at the shrine?

Qin Shen didn't need to take his master back to the past first, but he had to go through such a lot of trouble to collect the soul fragments of seven people first.

He has only one purpose in doing this - he not only wants the master to restore his memory, he also wants the master to be reborn from nirvana!

The eyes of Yuki and Aya suddenly lit up.

Originally, the owner still needs to go through countless calamities and reincarnate a hundred times before he can return to his throne, but if Qin Shen can succeed this time, all these reincarnations will be unnecessary!

Forcibly pulling the owner out of the reincarnation requires a sacrifice, and the only thing that can compete with the reincarnation sundial in this world is the best artifact.

The reason why Qin Shen targeted the high priest was because the star chart he held in his hand was an artifact that could rival the reincarnation sundial!