I'm a killer with no emotions

Spring comes to recover, green willows sprout.

It just so happened that Hengshan Academy held a Spring Festival poetry meeting today, and Ning Zhe took Xing Su there.

The ancient country of Dayue is now prosperous and prosperous, and the people are healthy and happy, which is much better than when Ning Zhe was in power.

Along the way, Ning Zhe saw a lot of temples with flourishing incense.

Xing Su took his hand and asked Ning Zhe, "This Yunlan God must not be as powerful as the master."

Ning Zhe laughed: "No, in comparison, Yun Lan is probably stronger."

"Why? Obviously the master's divine power is stronger."

Ning Zhe patted his head, "There are some things, no matter how powerful the gods are, they will never be obtained."

Xing Su felt that when the master said this, his expression seemed a little sad.

He quickly shut up and obediently stopped mentioning the matter.

Most of the Spring Festival Poems are young ladies and gentlemen. It is said that it is a poetry meeting, but it is actually more similar to the nature of playing and socializing.

Xing Su saw a few friends from the same hospital and walked over to say hello to them.

Ning Zhe stood under the tree and waited for him.

"Brothers are also here to participate in this poetry meeting, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Xing Su bowed his hands to the others, and jokingly said with a smile: "The beauties are gathered today, do you have someone in mind?"

But no one paid attention to him.

All attention is on his master.

A young man in white robe put his arms around his neck and whispered, "Sir Xing Su, may I ask, who is that beside you?"

Xing Su was still smiling at first, but immediately became vigilant when he heard this, "What do you want to do?"

"Hey, just asking, Ah Su, don't be nervous."

A young master patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Yes, in front of a beauty, what the heart wants is just a common thing in the world."

Xing Su glanced at the owner of Zhilan Yushu under the tree, her ears blushed quietly, "Don't think about it, it's mine..."

The voice behind him was a little low, and everyone couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

Xing Su's cheeks were flushed, and she clenched her fingers, "I slept and said, that's me...my master."

"I remember that Ah Su's family background is extraordinary. In this way, the status of the son should be more noble, but in Hengcheng, I have never heard of such a person..."

Of course I haven't heard of it, but the owner is from another world.

Xing Su thought to himself, without changing his face, he said: "Master has only been here not long ago."

"So it is."

"But Ah Su, you, master, deserve to be peerless!"

No.

To describe him with the four words "peerless elegance" seems to be blasphemy.

The innate sense of dignity and indifference cannot be described in any words.

Just by standing there, he will naturally attract everyone's attention, making people unconsciously surrender and kneel at his feet, willing to do anything for him.

"Moshang is like jade, your son is unparalleled in the world..."

Several sons expressed their feelings.

Xing Su glanced at them, then at the others, and found that almost everyone's eyes were on the master, and she couldn't recover in a daze.

Xing Su was suddenly a little unhappy.

It's as if the treasures that I have always treasured have been snatched away.

The master is too alluring. He obviously changed his appearance when he came out, and his appearance is not so conspicuous, but he is still the most special one among the crowd.

Xing Su was about to walk over and hide his master.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and some people had a dispute.

Xing Su vaguely heard a familiar voice.

......

"You lied, I didn't steal it."

"You are talking nonsense! You were the only one who got close to me. You didn't steal my jade pendant. Could it be that it ran away on its own!?"

Lu Qi frowned.

It was obvious that this person himself was speaking rudely, and he couldn't listen to stop him, but this person turned around and framed him, so he was ashamed.

"What can you, a stinky beggar, do in this kind of place!? Hurry up and hand over my jade pendant. For your pity's sake, I can let the past go!"

Lu Qi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing this, the man asked his servant to come over and kicked him hard, and forced him to kneel on the ground.

"I told you to be stubborn!"

Lu Qi stared at him, and a terrifying murderous intent gradually grew in his eyes.

The young man was startled by his eyes, kicked him reflexively, stepped on his face hard, twisted it hard a few times, and said angrily: "How dare you stare!? Tell you to stare at me again! You lowly stinky beggar!"

Lu Qi's face was almost deformed by his stepping on it, and his skin was scratched.

Many people gathered around, whispering and pointing at him casually.

But he couldn't resist at all, he could only clenched his fists weakly, gritted his teeth and endured.

Ning Zhe looked at his ruthless expression from a distance, and remained silent.

He believed that if Lu Qi still had the strength at this moment, he would definitely kill all those who insulted him in front of him without hesitation, so that they would never be reborn forever.

To Lu Qi, all the creatures in the world are just a bunch of rigid data, if they are gone, they will be gone, and they are not worthy of any sympathy.

Ning Zhe once taught him the principle of reverence for living beings at the cost of his own life.

It's a pity that Ning Zhe has nothing to teach him now.

Because even Ning Zhe himself has become a cruel person who ignores all living beings.

"Master!" Xing Su bid farewell to several of her friends and ran over, frowning, "Why is Lu Qi here?"

Naturally, I found it by smelling it all the way.

Ning Zhe's expression was a little cold, seeing that the man was unwilling to let go and wanted to arrest him to see the official, he stepped forward and said: "This young master has made a mistake, isn't the jade pendant hanging on your body properly?"

When the man saw Ning Zhe, he was amazed by his face for a moment, and was in a daze.

But soon he woke up, touched his waist, and said angrily: "How is it possible! My son clearly saw..."

Suddenly he froze for a moment, looking down at his belt.

The jade pendant that had been missing was actually hanging on his body!

The bystanders laughed.

His face turned blue and red for a while, extremely embarrassed.

"Good luck to you!"

He kicked Lu Qi hard, and led the people away angrily.

Seeing the end of the good show, the onlookers walked away in twos and threes, and many people were overwhelmed by Ning Zhe's demeanor and wanted to chat with him, but Ning Zhe dismissed them with a few words.

Soon the people dispersed.

Lu Qi lay on the ground, covering his face tightly and keeping quiet.

Ning Zhe glanced at him indifferently, "You shameful thing, don't you hurry up?"

If it was normal, Lu Qi would kowtow and retreat obediently.

But today, seeing so many people talking to Ning Zhe, he was so jealous that he couldn't help it. He raised his head and said aggrievedly: "Master, it's not the slave's fault!"

Ning Zhe was about to leave, but after hearing this, he paused and turned to look at him, only to see that his face was aggrieved, and even his eyes were red.

"It's because he insulted the master first that the slave will...master, the slave really didn't steal the jade pendant."

Of course Ning Zhe knew he didn't steal it.

The jade pendant was lost on the road because of the young master's own stupidity.

When he pointed to Ning Zhe and said that he wanted to taste him, Ning Zhe heard it clearly, but he was too lazy to answer him, and he didn't expect Lu Qi to rush up.

Although Ning Zhe doesn't like Lu Qi, he won't just watch him being insulted.

He didn't want to return the jade pendant to the young master when he broke the siege, so he cast a little illusion and hung a honeycomb on him.

Since that young master likes to attract bees and butterflies so much, let him recruit as much as he can at once.

Ning Zhe thought about it, and hooked his lips happily, but when he looked down at the man kneeling on the ground, he still didn't give him a good look.

"So what if you steal it, so what if you don't steal it, what does it have to do with me?"

Lu Qi's face turned pale for a moment, and his body shook.

Ning Zhe glanced at him lightly and was about to leave.

In a panic, Lu Qi subconsciously rushed forward and hugged his calf tightly, excruciatingly uncomfortable, "Master..."

I don't know what to say, so I can only justify dryly: "I really didn't steal it, the master believes me..."

As he spoke, he felt that Ning Zhe definitely didn't care, his heart hurt and felt wronged, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to cry or not.

Ning Zhe raised his long eyebrows, and pulled his lips coldly: "Why, you feel wronged, and you still want me to hug you and coax you?"