I'm a killer with no emotions

"Who is Ning Zhe?"

When he heard this sentence, Huo Chen was carefully smoothing the wrinkles of the letter paper on the case.

He looked too casual and careless.

It's as if Ning Zhe is just a dispensable gadget that can be discarded at any time to him, and it's not even as valuable as the letterhead under his hand.

Anger suddenly flashed across No. 61's eyes, and he grabbed his shirt: "You don't remember anything!?"

Huo Chen opened the strange man's fingers one by one, with a cold expression: "What should I remember?"

"Your master, you sacrificed your life for your resurrection, and pushed yourself to a desperate situation for the world! But in the end, you don't even remember his name!?"

Huo Chen frowned: "What are you talking about? The only person who saved the world has always been God Yunlan. What Ning Zhe? I didn't know him."

"Ha...that's ridiculous..."

61's footsteps were unsteady, he took two steps back, and smiled sarcasticly, "He has spent his whole life just for men like you..."

"Trespassing the general's mansion without permission is a death sentence."

Huo Chen looked indifferent, called someone to come in, and escorted him away.

"Hahaha...you will regret it, one day, you will regret it!"

61 smiled bleakly, pushed them away, and left the study step by step.

Yan Pei squinted his eyes and stared at his back, doubt appeared on Baby's face, "This person is very strange, I can't feel his inner strength, but I can feel his strength is very strong."

Huo Chen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Lin Li glanced at the uneasy Yan Pei, and asked, "General, do you need to chase him?"

"No, you are no match for him." Huo Chen waved his hand, "Go down, and leave me alone for a while."

Yan Pei and Lin Li responded, bowed and retreated.

The study room was quiet, and the warm and cool wind blew through the branches outside the window, rolling up the green leaves and rustling.

"It's finally here..." Huo Chen closed his eyes with a complicated expression, covered his heart, and murmured in a low voice.

The wind swept through the window, scattered his words, and rolled up the bamboo-patterned letterhead on the case.

A love poem was written on it in wild cursive——

"Don't cry, bid farewell. Don't speak, miss each other secretly. No one knows outside the two hearts."

......

After Yan Pei left the study room, someone came to report that someone from the Heavenly Envoy Corps had gathered a crowd to make trouble in the army.

These matters are usually handled by Yan Pei, so he went there, but Lin Li followed him.

Yan Pei took two steps and turned to look at him in confusion: "What are you doing with me?"

Lin Li kept silent.

Yan Pei didn't bother to talk to this boring gourd, and continued to walk forward.

After taking two steps, Lin Li moved again, still following him.

Yan Pei couldn't bear it anymore and stopped, turned around and smiled: "General Lin, what exactly are you going to do, can you tell me exactly what you want?"

Lin Li hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

"You fool me?"

"No such intention."

Yan Pei was laughed angrily by him, "Then tell me a reason, or leave immediately!"

Lin Li pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

He dreamed last night that when he was blind before, Yan Pei exchanged his eye for him.

He also dreamed of fighting in the Witch God Sacrifice Temple, in order to protect Yan Pei, he lost one of his arms.

Later, the God returned to the throne to prevent the divine sword from wreaking havoc, Tianqi Dayue negotiated peace, and the world was peaceful. Yan Pei... Yan Pei pressed him on the couch and said to him...

"What the hell? I, like you? Want to fuck you!?"

Yan Pei's eyes widened, and he kicked him angrily, "Fuck you! I think you're daydreaming too much!"

Lin Li quickly grabbed his ankle with his sharp eyes, but Yan Pei fell to the ground because he couldn't stand still.

"Apei!" Lin Li was startled, subconsciously pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly with both hands.

Yan Pei slammed his head into his arms, the tip of his nose was flushed red by his hard chest, the pain was so painful that he almost scolded her.

"I think you are fucking stupid. Your eyes were obviously healed by God Yunlan, and God Yunlan also suppressed the demons in the Witch God's Temple. What does it have to do with you and me? position, God Yunlan has been staying in the shrine for a long time, what return? Are you still awake from the dream?"

Yan Pei pushed him away and gave him a cold look, "Fool, don't follow me, or I'll break your leg!"

Lin Li was speechless for a while, watching him leave in a daze, raised his hand to hold him, paused for a long time, and then let it go.

Yan Pei has a very tense relationship with him these years, and they often confront each other, as if they have some deep hatred with him.

But it shouldn't be like this.

Lin Li always felt that they should have been closer, just like in the dream, a relationship that could be entrusted with their lives.

There is also the general, there should be a young man by his side, the general likes that young man, even to the point of madness.

But in fact none of these things exist.

Lin Li didn't know why it became like this.

He can only vaguely feel that everything is unreal now, as unreal as if covered with a thin layer of mist.

The person who made trouble in the army was quickly arrested. It was a son of the Tianqi Mission, named Lin Feishuang.

It is said that he is a member of the four major families of Tianqi. He is young, but he is very skilled in witchcraft.

The reason why he made trouble was because he wanted to find a boy named "Ning Zhe".

Lin Li was stunned for a moment when he heard the name.

He vaguely remembered that the name of the god in the dream seemed... also called Ning Zhe.

"Go away, don't block the way! Hand over Ning Zhe!"

When Lin Li arrived, Lin Feishuang was fighting Yan Pei.

The young master is handsome and unparalleled in style, and fighting is extremely pleasing to the eye.

In contrast, Yan Pei, who was not good at martial arts, was in a lot of embarrassment.

Lin Li watched the battle for a while, and when Yan Pei was about to lose his hold, Fei stepped forward to catch him, and at the same time turned around and slapped Lin Feishuang with his palm.

Lin Feishuang didn't expect that he had a helper, so he had no time to dodge.

"A Shuang, get back!" Seeing that he was about to take the blow head-on, a tall figure suddenly rushed out from the side, pulled Lin Feishuang back, and quickly caught Lin Li's palm with his hand raised.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang, the smoke and dust scattered, and murderous intent overflowed.

The crowd around the audience coughed violently, not knowing what happened.

When the dust fell, Lin Feishuang and Yan Pei both fell to the ground weakly in the middle of the field, while two other men were fighting in mid-air.

The same black clothes, the same impeccable beauty, and the same ruthless strikes.

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Da Yue, so I ask General Lin to stop."

Lin Li's expression was grim, and his voice was low and angry, "The envoy of Tianqi injured me from Da Yue, and you still want to get out?"

When the handsome man on the other side heard this, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, and sneered, "Fart! According to what you said, your Master Yan also injured our family's A Shuang, so what should I do?"

Lin Li gave him a cold look, "If that's the case, let's call him first."

"Exactly what I want!"

The two men didn't agree with each other, and they just started fighting like this. Their moves were straight to the other's life, ruthless and cruel, as if they were venting their pent-up energy.

Yan Pei looked at it for a while, then looked away, covered his chest and coughed, and asked the young man in white, "Mr. Lin, shall we still fight?"

Lin Feishuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, without looking at the bloody Wang Bubu over there, he just smiled at Yan Pei: "Lord Yan, I just want to find someone."

"There is no one named Ning Zhe here."

"Whether there is, Huo Chen has to say it. You should be the one who knows best what your general is doing recently. If you want to save Huo Chen, don't stop me."

Yan Pei paused and looked at him coldly, "How much do you know?"

The general has been nourishing corpses with blood all these years.

A corpse that shouldn't exist in this world.

Only he knows about this.

Lin Feishuang shook his head: "I can only tell you that everything is related to that non-existent boy."

Yan Pei was silent for a moment, "Okay, I'll take you there."

"readily!"

Yan Pei snorted, "You're not bad either."

Lin Feishuang pursed his lips, and the two hit it off immediately, and left side by side, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

When Lin Li and Wang Busheng came back with grim faces, both wounded, and wanted to find their bamboo horses, they found that they couldn't even find anyone.

The "non-existent corpse" that Yan Pei mentioned was frozen in the cold cellar of the General's Mansion.

The cold air is overflowing in the cold cellar, and the night pearls are dotted on the walls made of cold jade, exuding radiance.

In the center of the blue water array, there is a thousand-year-old black ice coffin.

Through the light blue translucent wall of the coffin, one can faintly see a peacefully sleeping young man lying inside. His face is exquisite and elegant, his body is like a jade sculpture made of ice, his temperament is noble and unattainable.

He just lay there quietly, which made people feel awe unconsciously.

"Ah, folding..."

Lin Feishuang's lips trembled, and he couldn't help but take half a step forward and murmured.

Yan Pei gave him a strange look, "What do you call him?"

Lin Feishuang restrained his excitement, "What did Huo Chen call him?"

Yan Pei shook his head, "The general never called him. Every time the general comes here, he kneels and doesn't speak. Sometimes I can't help but go crazy, and I just stab myself with a dagger to keep myself awake."

"That's because he didn't dare to call him by his name, he knew he wasn't qualified to call that name!" Lin Feishuang's eyes were filled with carefree hatred and endless painful remorse.

Huo Chen is not qualified, so why is he qualified.

He only dared to be so presumptuous because of Ning Zhe's soft heart.

Lin Feishuang took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked Yan Pei, "How did Huo Chen get him?"

"I don't know." Yan Pei sighed, "Since I knew about it ten years ago, the general has been nourishing this corpse with blood essence."

Ten years ago, Huo Chen was still a teenager.

It was earlier than he thought of it, and he actually endured it until now.

Lin Feishuang narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"People saw it, what are you going to do?"

Yan Pei is not interested in his crap, he just wants to save the general.

The general's body was almost worn down in order to support this corpse, and he couldn't just watch the general die for a dead man.

Lin Feishuang hooked his lips, "If you want to save your general, you just have to send Ah Zhe away."

"The general will kill me." Yan Pei spat at him, "Don't try to take people away, I won't be able to walk around if the general finds out."

"Then let someone else take Ah Zhe away."

Yan Pei looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

......

In spring, the winter snow melts, the stream thaws, and the river murmurs.

Clusters of peach blossoms bloom wildly and enthusiastically outside the mountain.

Old General Huo was rarely in high spirits, and held a flower viewing banquet at the back of the mansion, hoping to choose a good man for his son.

On this day, Prince Tianqi, Dingbei Palace, Moyu, Zhanxing Pavilion, and Dayue royal family all received a mysterious letter in the palace.

There is only one sentence in the letter——

If you want to see him, come to the general's mansion.