I'm a killer with no emotions

No. 61 hooked her lips: "I haven't said everything, I can't bear it."

Ning Zhe tightened his fingers a little, his face indifferent.

As long as the system has energy, it will not die, but Ning Zhe is different, Ning Zhe can control everything about them, including life and death and pain.

For the first time since birth, number 61 really felt the pain of suffocation, and his heart was beating wildly.

He clearly realized that the main god in front of him was different from the soft-hearted Ning Zhe before him.

"Yes..." He closed his eyes and gave up struggling, "It's number 67..."

Ning Zhe paused.

61 immediately took this opportunity to escape from his hands, quickly threw a shadow tracing stone at him, covered his throat and retched a few times, the gold-rimmed glasses fell aside, and the neatly combed short hair fell down, a little embarrassed.

"No. 67, give this thing to me before he dies, and let me help him."

Ning Zhe looked at him, "When did you listen to him like that?"

"I'm not listening to him."

No. 61 smiled reservedly, put on his glasses, and returned to his gentle and handsome appearance, "I just love you."

He walked over without fear of death, put one arm around Ning Zhe's slender waist, and smiled ambiguously close to his face: "Resurrection is not easy, not to mention that they don't even have complete souls. Even if you are a god, you can't interfere with the world." Run it, create a person out of thin air."

Ning Zhe raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I don't want you to break the rules for them. It would be great if they could keep you in the past. If not, then I have to do it myself."

"What do you want to do?"

"Hasn't the adults noticed yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zhe's eyes changed - he couldn't move!

Taking a closer look, he found that the temple was surrounded by formations, which were silently hidden just now, but now they all emerged one by one, stretching out countless fine golden threads to wrap him around.

No. 61 laughed: "From the first day my lord allowed me to step into this shrine, I have already started to arrange these things. It's a pity that my lord was so focused on others that I didn't notice me in time."

Ning Zhe never thought that he had such thoughts since then.

No. 61 put his arms around his waist, gently pulled him into his arms, rubbed his ear tips and smiled lowly: "Your Excellency must have consumed a lot of energy in the past, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have succeeded."

He deliberately provoked, wanting to see Ning Zhe's reaction.

However, Ning Zhe lowered his eyes, without the anger he imagined, and his posture was extremely quiet.

No. 61 suddenly felt something different.

However, it was too late, the next moment his legs were in severe pain, his kneecaps were shattered, and he fell limply on the ground.

Ning Zhe crippled his legs without even making a move.

No. 61 frowned in pain, endured the pain and said, "How come..."

The circles of golden light on Ning Zhe's body let go of him, and wrapped around No. 61's body, suspending him high in the air.

"You forgot, the owner of the temple is me."

The temple has a spirit, and only Ning Zhe is the master. Without Ning Zhe's permission, no one can hurt him here. No matter how much No. 61 moves, it will be useless.

He is from the system space, and he doesn't know the situation in the lower bound, but this time he was clever and was mistaken by his cleverness.

However, one thing No. 61 said was right, he really couldn't revive those people out of thin air, otherwise he would be expelled by the laws of the world.

But he overlooked one point, he is the main god who created these three thousand small worlds, and the laws of the world will treat him especially favorably.

If it cannot be revived, then exchange it.

Use his life to exchange the lives of those few people.

No. 61 stared, "No! Do you know what you are doing!?"

Ning Zhe glanced at him indifferently, "You have no right to stop me."

He released the influence from the Shadowstone.

It is a video recorded by No. 67 before his death.

This person is indeed very smart. He guessed from the beginning that he would use his own life to revive them, but he didn't reveal it. He only let No. 61 guide him back to the past, and let his clones keep him.

"However, with the peeing nature of those people, it must not be successful."

At the end of the video, No. 67 hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome and elegant face glowed brightly, "You try it first, if it really doesn't work, then take it as my retribution."

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes, the light was dim, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

retribution.

No. 67 is right, this is indeed his revenge.

Use your own life to wake them up, give them eternal life, but let them live in loneliness forever, struggling in pain all their lives, but they can't even ask for death.

This is the best revenge for those men.

Presumably No. 67 had already foreseen the ending before saying this sentence.

It is indeed the system he likes.

Ning curled his lips, crushed the shadow tracing stone in his hand, walked to the reincarnation sundial, and took out the souls he had collected over the past few days and sent them in.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the ancient finger ring, scratched his fingertip and dripped blood on it.

An ominous bloody light burst out from the ancient ring in an instant, swallowing Ning Zhe's entire body in an instant.

"No...wait! What are you doing! Stop!"

Number 61's heart was beating wildly, and he struggled frantically.

This man... this man...he never got him!How could he just disappear like this!

Ning Zhe turned his eyes to look at him, "It's dangerous here, go out."

"Don't you hate me? I used you like that! I still covet you and try to turn you into my toy, don't you hate me!"

Number 61 yelled, "If you hate me, come and kill me! What are you doing now, cowardly begging to die alone!?"

Ning bent his lips and wanted to laugh, "The No. 61 aggressive method is outdated."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and number 61 became dizzy and lost consciousness.

"Send him away."

Jingu obeyed, manipulated the formation to automatically teleport No. 61 out of the Jingu, and closed the palace door tightly to prevent anyone from entering or leaving.

No. 61 fell hard into the snow outside and passed out.

The sun and the moon alternate, the sky darkens and brightens again.

I don't know how many days have passed, but No. 61 suddenly woke up.

Ning Zhe...

He immediately sat up and staggered towards the shrine.

The shrine was empty and quiet, just like before, and there were still systems chatting and laughing in the courtyard.

No. 61 ran over and grabbed them, "Did you see Ning Zhe!"

"……Who?"

"Ning Zhe! Lord God!"

The two systems froze for a moment, hesitated, "My lord...isn't his name Lin Yunlan?"

No. 61 took a breath, "What did you say!? Are you stupid! It was Ning Zhe who created you and took you away when the system space collapsed. How could you forget him in a blink of an eye!"

The two systems laughed loudly, "Hahaha No. 61, I think you are stupid! Where is Ning Zhe, it has always been Lord Yunlan."