I'm a killer with no emotions

No. 67 lingered in the castle.

Every day when Xing Su came back, he could see him harassing his master sternly.

The master couldn't escape, so he could only be forced to bear his kisses and caresses.

It was the first time that Xing Su saw such complex emotions in his master's eyes.

He couldn't tell, it seemed to be the pain of being imprisoned, and it seemed to be relieved with a sigh of relief.

But no doubt, the owner was not happy.

Xing Su found No. 67 in private and asked him to stay away from his master.

In the end, No. 67 grabbed him by the throat, and said indifferently: "He is mine, and you should stay away from him."

Xing Su was pinched and almost suffocated.

In the end, the master came to save him.

The master got angry, beat No. 67 to vomit blood, and told him to leave.

No. 67 sneered, wiped the blood, came over and pressed the owner against the wall, and kissed his lips forcibly.

Xing Su pounced on him, desperately attacking him, but she couldn't shake him a single bit, and she was thrown against the wall, bleeding from her forehead.

The master used all his strength and finally broke free from the shackles of No. 67, wiped his lips, and said coldly, "Your kiss will only make me feel sick!"

He picked up Xing Suheng and left the castle.

The surrounding scenery is changing rapidly, and the streamer is flying, just like traveling through a time and space tunnel.

In the blink of an eye, they returned to the ancient country of Dayue.

"Owner......"

Xing Su's eyes were foggy, looking at his stern face: Where are we?Are you not going home? "

"I won't go back, there are a lot of bad people there."

Xing Su looked at the unfamiliar scene around her, clutched Ning Zhe's lapel with some fear, and shrank into his arms.

"A Su is not afraid." Ning Zhe hugged him tightly, and quickly found someone to buy a house, put Xing Su on the couch, and used magic to heal him.

Here, No. 67 is still standing where he is, with his eyes closed, his eyes darkened.

"You failed too?"

The figure of the high priest quietly appeared in the room.

"Only Xing Su can stay by Master's side, we are just a burden to Master."

This voice is Huo Chen.

Soon, others appeared one after another.

"No! Gu will never give up! Gu has waited for so long..."

Qingluan hugged her head in pain and collapsed.

For thousands of years, they have spent thousands of years in order to come to this world.

Suffering, desperation, hopeless waiting, endless coldness and darkness, now finally see a glimmer of dawn, who is willing to give up.

Qin Shen closed his eyes: "You will not succeed, the master has completely given up."

From the day when the master touched his face with a smile and told him lightly that he didn't care, Qin Shen knew that there was absolutely no way between them and the master.

No. 67 raised his eyes and glanced at them, "It's impossible, you have to try it to know."

Everyone looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"Since you can't get him, then lock him by your side so that he can only see me."

No. 67 pursed her lips, "I guess you all think the same way."

......

The ancient country of Dai Viet is now prosperous and prosperous.

Under the guidance of God's oracle, the little emperor governed Dayue well.

Although there is no prince in the Tianqi dynasty, there is the Fifth Tomb of the Second Prince presiding over the overall situation, which can be regarded as peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

In the Demon Realm, there is a young lord who only respects me, and all the tribes are like a piece of scattered sand, temporarily unable to pose a threat to the human world.

The world is peaceful, the sea is clear and the river is Yan.

What Ning Zhe couldn't do, Lin Yunlan did it, and did it very well.

Ning Zhe finally understood that it was not that the world was cruel, but that the people who ruled the world were incompetent.

Without the absurd God and his servants, this world would be much more peaceful and gentle.

After Xing Su recovered, Ning Zhe took him to the countryside to live in seclusion.

In order to pass the time, he set up a private school, recruiting school-age students from nearby, and teaching them the Four Books and Five Classics, the principles of etiquette.

Xing Su acts as his bookboy.

The students respected him very much and called him Mr.

The villagers will also be very enthusiastic and often send some food.

This kind of life is peaceful and fulfilling, and Ning Zhe likes it very much.

But God always seems to like to have trouble with him, wherever he goes, disasters will befall him.

Not long after, a plague broke out in the village and many people died.

Someone came to beg Ning Zhe: "Mr. Ning! Aren't you good at medicine? Please save them!"

Ning Zhe frowned.

This plague came in a strange way, and those ordinary medical skills he knew could not save people at all, unless he used divine power.

Many people knelt in front of the private school and begged him: "Mr. Ning, saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! You have a compassionate heart, please help us!"

Ning Zhe thought for a while, and asked them to gather the sick people together and perform a small healing technique.

Soon, the patient recovered and the plague was eliminated.

However, Ning Zhe was blocked in the private school.

Most of the villagers were dull, and when they saw him using magic, they thought he was a monster, they were terrified, and wanted to tie him up and burn him to death.

Xing Su hid tightly in Ning Zhe's arms, looking at the villagers who had changed their usual friendly faces and turned into savage teeth and claws, and didn't understand why they regarded the master as an enemy when the master clearly saved them.

Obviously the master has done nothing wrong, but now he is being insulted by these people.

Listening to the villagers cursing Ning Zhe, Xing Su was so distressed that tears came out, "Master, they have gone too far."

Ning Zhe brought him into the private school, closed the door, and wiped away his tears, "A Su, it's okay, they are just afraid."

Xing Su looked up at him, sobbing, "Master...why isn't master angry? Doesn't master blame them?"

Ning Zhe pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but said nothing.

It's not that I don't get angry, but that I have experienced a lot, and I don't feel any more.

When he was born, he didn't understand people's hearts, and he often went to the human world to play, but he was often called a monster because of the exposure of his divine power, tied up and burned, beheaded, tortured, or directly drowned.

In short, there are various ways to die, and there are also various human hearts.

No matter how nice Ning Zhe is to them, once someone finds out that he is a different kind, he will die.

But Ning Zhe couldn't die, and would be reborn every time.

Later, as time passed, he experienced a lot, and he stopped taking the initiative to approach the world.

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, he experienced another nightmare.

Ning Zhe rubbed the center of his brows, his mind was as calm as water, and the only feeling was that he had to change places again.

The village chief asked the strong men in the village to surround the private school, and sighed: "Mr. Ning, it's not that we don't keep you, it's really..."

"Village chief, what are you talking to this monster!? Burn him quickly!"

"That's right! This is a monster! It must have entered the village because it wanted to eat people!"

Ning Zhe leaned against the closed door and said to his back: "I have no ill intentions towards you."

"Why did you come to our village without malicious intentions! You are so kind to us, what is it not for intentions!?"

The villagers were very excited, and their excessive fear turned into endless anger, which made them forget the kindness Ning Zhe had treated them in the past, and they only wanted to protect themselves and eliminate all dangerous aliens.

The village head said helplessly, "Hey! That's all! Mr. Ning, just treat us as sorry...do it!"

When he backed away, a dozen strong men rushed up, poured oil around the house, and threw torches into it.

The flames rose immediately, engulfing the entire private school in a sea of ​​flames.

Xing Su hugged Ning Zhe's waist tightly, and hid behind the door with him.

"Owner......"

Ning Zhe patted his head and sighed, "A Su, I'm sorry, we have to change places again."

Xing Su hugged him tightly, "It's okay, as long as Ah Su can be with Master."

Ning Zhe picked him up, glanced at the angry villagers outside, and left the private school.

After he left, the private school was overthrown by the villagers, and a temple was rebuilt to worship the god and suppress evil spirits.

On the day the temple was built, the whole village celebrated with joy.

In the shrine, Lin Yunlan was stunned for a moment, even stopping the divination in his hands.

"God, what's wrong?" System No. 59 looked at him puzzled.

"he came......"

"What? There's no one here."

Yun Lan frowned and covered her head, "No, someone...someone is back..."

a very important person...

Can't remember who it was.

He is going to find him!

Lin Yunlan was shocked, and after giving instructions to No. 59, he hurriedly left the shrine with a panicked expression.

No. 59 was a little puzzled: "What happened to God today?"

"I don't know." The voice of No. 3037 on the side was faint, and took the divination tool in his hand: "Are you tired, senior?"

"How could the system be tired?"

"But senior has been working non-stop for three days." No. 3037 hugged him, "I feel sorry for senior."

No. 59 blushed and pushed him away: "What are you talking about! Why don't you help God find that demon who spread the plague everywhere..."

Following her feelings, Yun Lan went to the village where Ning Zhe had been, but found nothing.

He found the village chief.

Seeing his expensive clothes, the village chief thought he was some kind of important person, so he said tremblingly: "It is true that an outsider came here before, and he was very beautiful, but who would have thought that it was a monster that used sorcery!"

Lin Yunlan's pupils shrank, "What's his name?"

"Say yes... called Ning Zhe."

Ning Zhe...

right!It was Ning Zhe!

Lin Yunlan grabbed the village chief's shoulder excitedly, "Where is he now!?"

The village chief didn't know, so he said, "Since it's a monster, it must have been burned to death, right?"

Lin Yunlan was shocked so hard that his fingertips began to tremble.

The village chief continued: "Look at this temple, it is his burial place. The villagers specially raised funds to build this temple in order to suppress him. We only hope that the gods will bless us..."

"To shut up!"

Lin Yunlan made a sudden move, with such force that he tore off both of the village chief's arms.

As for the temple, it was wiped out within a year of him.

The village chief fell into a pool of blood and screamed, looking at him in fear like a demon.

Lin Yunlan sealed off the entire village to prevent anyone from escaping, then set fire to the village.