I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Yan closed his eyes tremblingly, and knelt at Ning Zhe's feet, "I'm a lowly slave, I'm a fool, I'm lewd, I'm blind!"

"Master, Aning... I know I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Please forgive me, please..."

Ning Yan's voice was hoarse, with a hint of crying.

A handsome young man in disheveled clothes, kneeling at someone's feet and begging so humblely, is really powerful.

People can't help but have the desire to bully him.

Ke Ning folded but did not speak.

He didn't feel anything about Ning Yan's confession.

This kind of thing, he did a lot back then.

Even Ning Yan is not as good at seducing people as he is.

Ning Yan didn't know that his indifferent master was loathing him in his heart.

He hugged Ning Zhe's beautiful and thin calf tightly, trembling all over.

Ning Zhe frowned, his eyes fell on his long nails.

The owner of the original body dropped out of junior high school and stayed at home, and became an Internet celebrity to live broadcast and play games. His skills are not very good, and he likes to grow long nails.

Ning Yan was flustered, he couldn't care less about these small details.

Ning Zhe didn't like it.

When he likes someone, he can also like his shortcomings.

But when you don't like a person, even some minor details will be unpleasant to your eyes.

He said to let this person wash well, and this person fell on deaf ears.

Ning Zhe thought for a while, stood up, picked up Ning Yan's back collar, walked to the window and raised his hand, wanting to throw it down.

This is a tall building!

He has no martial arts!

Ning Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately hugged Ning Zhe's hand tightly, shaking his head with a guilty conscience: "Master, no...don't..."

It doesn't matter if he died, but this time he came into this world with great difficulty, and he didn't know that he would have to wait several thousand years to see Ning Zhe after he died once.

He will be crazy.

Ning Zhe doesn't care what he says, anyway, this person won't die, so he just wants to let go.

Ning Yan closed her eyes tightly and cried out, "Master! I really know I was wrong! Please don't abandon me, I'm already homeless!"

He can also fight, and tears fell when he said it.

Faster than Ning Zhe.

The Young Master looked at Ning Yan in shock.

This man is so shameless.

In order to make Ning Zhe soft-hearted, he even used this trick.

But I have to say, the effect is excellent.

Ning Zhe actually hesitated for a while.

"Master!" The Young Master said immediately, "He lied to you, his family is rich, and he sneaked out!"

"Shut up!" Ning Yan's expression changed, and he stared at him.

The young lord's face was pale, and he looked at Ning Zhe with full eyes, and walked to him on his knees, pinched his spotless trousers pitifully, and shook them.

"A Yue is really homeless. A Yue has committed a crime in this world and is being wanted. If he is caught in prison, his whole life will be ruined."

"Master, please, please take A Yue in?"

Thanks to Zhang Siwen's handsome face, even the disgusting expression with tears shining in his eyes is so lovely and touching, which makes people feel distressed.

Ning Yan stared at him with cold eyes that could kill someone.

How dare this man imitate him!

Ning Zhe stared at Young Master's expensive outfit and the diamond-studded spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose, without saying a word, he also picked up his collar and threw him and Ning Yan out together.

With a "plop", the heavy object fell to the ground.

Then there were two muffled grunts.

Ning Zhe clapped his hands and closed the window.

Do these people think he is stupid?

Although Ning Yan lost his martial arts, he was not injured when he was pressed on the Young Master.

On the contrary, the young master honorably broke two ribs and one leg, and was dragged back by Ning Yan.

"Failed."

The indifferent man in a neat suit glanced over lightly.

If you look carefully, you can find that his pupils are a rare light gray, like a thin layer of mist, beautiful but indifferent.

Li Ting smiled, "How could it not be a failure? The master hates these two people the most. It would be hell if they succeeded."

Everyone was calm and calm, as if it wasn't these people who were anxious just now.

"What to do next."

The person who spoke was a young man in a Chinese tunic suit, with a gentle and quiet demeanor, but his aura should not be underestimated.

Huo Chen was silent for a moment, "The emperor must take the initiative to come out."

Ning Yan sneered, "To put it simply, why should Ah Ning listen to you?"

Huo Chen glanced at him, and paused for a moment on his naked lower body, "My lord is free to argue with me, why don't you put on your clothes first."

Ning Yan's expression froze.

Suddenly remembered that the two nails on his lower body hadn't been pulled out yet.

"Leave this matter to me. You just need to think about how to ask the master to forgive you."

In the end, it was Huo Chen who made the decision.

No way, in this world, only he has the highest status.

The military, no matter where it is, holds the absolute right to speak.

Huo Chen is the supreme military commander in this autocratic imperial country.

The next day.

When Ning Zhe got up, he found that several men who had been surrounding the castle had disappeared.

He didn't care.

Until the evening, when Xing Su didn't come back or contact him, he frowned and used magic to find someone.

Xing Su was arrested.

The reason was that drugs were found in the break room on his set, causing panic.

It was impossible for Xing Su to bring this kind of thing, and he knew it was the trick of those men.

He called the police station, and the other party told him to come and release bail in person.

After Ning Zhe passed by, he didn't see Xing Su, but was taken into an empty office.

A handsome man in military uniform was sitting inside waiting for him.

He called him: "The emperor."

These people, one after another, endlessly.

Ning Zhe walked over and grabbed him by the throat, "What are you guys trying to do?"

Huo Chen was very obedient and didn't resist. He looked into his eyes and said, "I want to accompany the emperor and go back to the past with the emperor."

"Let Xing Su go."

"It was the little celebrity he offended before. He has already been let go. He should go home safe and sound at this time."

After Huo Chen finished speaking, he smiled at him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"No, I'm not worried."

Ning Zhe bent down and leaned closer to his face: "I don't feel at ease for each of you. With you, I can only experience pain and torture."

The smile on Huo Chen's face disappeared.

"No more, Your Majesty."

He stood up and hugged Ning Zhe: "I won't let the emperor suffer any more pain."

"But I'm in pain right now."

Ning Zhe looked at him with a calm expression, "My heart hurts every minute and every second I see you."

Huo Chen closed his eyes in pain.

As long as he was with them, Ning Zhe would think of the various tortures he had been subjected to.

When the wound is healed, there will be scars, and when the mirror is broken, it will never be round again.

He knew this truth, but he didn't want to give up no matter what.

He couldn't do without Ning Zhe.

Huo Chen silently hugged the young man in his arms, his voice trembling.

"Your Majesty, what should I do so that you don't feel hurt, I... don't know..."

"If the minister dies, it will make the emperor happier, and the minister is willing to die."

"Your Majesty, please give me an answer, let me know what to do to make up for you, and what to do to make you feel painless."

Ning Zhe didn't know.

If he knew, he wouldn't be in pain.

He didn't want these men to die.

He didn't want to see them suffer either.

They hurt, and he hurts too.

Ning Zhe pursed his lips and pushed away the man in front of him.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a row of men were silently kneeling in front of the door.

This is a busy city, and all of them have noble temperament and good looks, and they have long attracted a large group of people to stop and watch.

As soon as Ning Zhe came out, the noise became louder.

"Damn it's so handsome! Damn it!! Look! Ahhh I'm dead!"

"Quick, quick! Take a picture!"

"Ah, who is this!! Is it a star!"

Ning Zhe frowned.

"He is so handsome even frowning, how can there be such a beautiful man in the world!"

"Woooooo skin is so white, waist is so thin, legs are so long! I can, I really can!"

Hearing the noise in his ears, Ning Zhe thought for a moment that he had returned to the days when he was the Son of God in the Demon Realm.

During that time, he was always surrounded by many women, who said he was cute and wanted to touch his face.

Thinking of Demon Realm, Ning Zhe lowered his head and glanced at the Young Master who fell disabled that day.

His injury is still not healed, his waist is tied with a brace to fix his bones, his legs are covered with snow-white plaster, and the corners of his eyes are black and blue.

Seeing Ning Zhe turn his eyes, he pursed his lips, knelt down and took a few steps towards his knees, carefully grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook them.

"Master, A-Yue knows it's wrong, A-Yue will be obedient in the future, master keep A-Yue, okay?"

Ning Zhe looked at him for a long time.

Seeing the temperature on Young Master's face soaring all the way, it was so red that the top of his head was about to burst into flames.

Ning Zhe said, "But I don't like you."

The young lord's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his face changed very quickly.

Ning Zhe stared at his blood-colored eyes, seemingly hesitating.

Huo Chen immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at him suggestively.

Young Master thought he was laughing at him at first, but when he saw him making a "red axe" mouth shape, he suddenly realized.

He quickly pulled out the still sleeping Chi Yue from the sea of ​​consciousness, and poured all his power directly into his remnant soul, letting him replace him, and fell into a deep sleep.

He can't care about the main soul now, it's him anyway, the most important thing is to stay by Ning Zhe's side.

Soon, Chi Yue's long eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

His eyes are completely different from those of the Young Master.

The Young Master is dark red in color, containing countless murderous thoughts and evil desires.

But his eyes were like rubies, exquisitely carved and extremely pure.

Ning Zhe used to like his eyes very much.

"Ah...fold..."

Chi Yue called out to him in a daze, and raised his hand to hug him.

But he was still injured and fell to the ground as soon as he moved.

"Ah, Ah Zhe..."

With an indistinct sob in his throat, he struggled to crawl towards Ningzhe, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Ning Zhe couldn't help but took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and picked him up from the ground.

"A Yue, be good."

"fold......"

A smile appeared on Chi Yue's face, he put his arms around his neck, and rushed forward to kiss his face.

There was an exclamation all around immediately.

The men looked at all this with complicated eyes. If they had known that Ning Zhe would soften his heart by pretending to be stupid, they really could.