I'm a killer with no emotions

Xiaofeng flirts, and the clouds and rains first rest.

No. 67 hugged Ning Zhe from behind, and couldn't help but laugh lowly.

Ning Zhe was limp in his arms, closed his eyes weakly, his long crow-colored eyelashes curled up and trembled slightly, like a butterfly feather fluttering its wings.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hearing No. 67's laughter, he opened his eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice and snow.

But it's a pity that his breath is sweet and moving, and his speech is soft and sweet like flowing honey, without the slightest deterrent effect.

With a hoarse voice, No. 67 said, "Ning Zhe, I miss you so much."

Ning Zhe didn't speak.

His long black hair was wet with sweat, and it stuck to his cheeks messily. Against his indifferent and handsome face, there was a bit of abstinence temptation.

No. 67 was moved by the sight, and purposely leaned into his ear, and asked him ambiguously, "Do you miss me?"

Ning Zhe pretended not to hear.

No. 67 didn't want him to answer either.

He just wanted to talk to himself and Ning Zhe.

He waited too long.

In Ning Zhe's view, only a few hundred years have passed.But No. 67 wandered through countless planes by himself, and after tens of thousands of years, he finally found Ning Zhe from thousands of small worlds, and broke through all obstacles to come to him.

During those endless hours of searching, he could only suppress the crazy desire in his heart by constantly chanting Ning Zhe's name and imagining Ning Zhe's appearance time and time again.

No. 67 dreams of embracing Ning Zhe like this, and having these intimate affairs with Ning Zhe.

Maybe Ning Zhe didn't feel much, but to him, it was already a great happiness.

"Ning Zhe, Ning Zhe, I like you so much, what should I do?"

He pressed his face against Ning Zhe's and rubbed it lightly.

"go away."

Ning Zhe parted his face in disgust, closed his eyes and gasped for a little rest, apparently not wanting to flirt with him.

No. 67 will not leave, he does not know how long he has been waiting for this day.

His lower body was hard and painful, but after Ning Zhe finished having fun, he didn't want to talk to him.

It's okay.

No. 67 thought for a while, then cautiously slid up to Ning Zhe's side, and let out a pitiful whimper: "Chirp..."

Ning Zhe was numb all over, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that No. 67's body scattered and turned back into little hairy balls, bouncing around him with "chirp" and "tweet-tweet" and acting coquettishly.

"..."

Ning Zhe rubbed the center of his brows, and was about to say something, when suddenly those hair balls merged into one again, turning into a big hair ball, and jumped into Ning Zhe's arms.

"Chirp!"

Ning Zhe was afraid that he would fall, so he subconsciously reached out to catch him, and was bumped into his arms, and his whole face was buried in a large soft ball of hair.

"Chirp, chirp..."

Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to hold him, Mao Tuanzi obediently shrunk a little, becoming a size suitable for hugging in his arms, then turned around, revealing two round black eyes, staring straight at Ning Zhe.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Ning Zhe hugged Mao Tuanzi in his arms, lowered his head and looked at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly opened his thin lips and said, "You are shameless."

"..."

Mao Tuanzi was stunned, and angrily chirped: "Chirp!"

Don't just don't!

"Change back."

"Chirp!"

No, he refuses!

"Speak well, why don't you try tweeting again?"

"! Woo chirp, chirp..." Mao Tuanzi lost his temper, dawdled for a while, and let out a loud voice: "Chirp!!"

"Puff" sound.

He was thrown on the couch by Ning Zhe casually, rolled around several times, unable to turn over on his back.

"Woo... chirp chirp, chirp chirp..."

It's too embarrassing for Tuanzi, he has become like this and can't say anything else!

Ning Zhe didn't want to get entangled with him, put on his clothes, and opened the door to leave.

No. 67 quickly changed back to its original form, grabbed a shirt from the couch and put it on, and hurriedly followed behind him.

Xing Su who was waiting in the yard was stunned when he saw a strange and handsome man following Ning Zhe.

"Master, this is..."

"Never mind, let's go."

Ning Zhe took his hand, and disappeared in place in a flash.

This time he went directly back to the capital of Dayue.

Originally, he planned to leave directly, but suddenly thought that if he wanted to leave this world, he needed to use the reincarnation sundial in the temple.

He didn't want to get involved with Yunlan too much, so he gave up his plan to leave.

He stayed in Kyoto for a few days, and No. 67 followed him.

In the daytime, he is Ning Zhe's flower protector, and he can't wait to hold Ning Zhe in his arms wherever he goes, without letting anyone see him.

When Ning Zhe was sleeping at night, he turned into a ball of hair and cheekily squeezed into Ning Zhe's arms.

It was spring, the temperature was not too high, and the night was cold.

Ning Zhe hugged him like hugging a warm stove, and didn't drive him away.

No. 67 knows that Ning Zhe likes to be alone and doesn't disturb him very often, and stays by his side and watches him silently more often.

He knows Ning Zhe well, and he can deliver whatever Ning Zhe wants in advance.

Ning Zhe only raised his eyes a little, and in the next moment, what he wanted would be in front of him.

This feeling of being pampered and followed is really very comfortable.

Most importantly, 67 cooks.

He can make sweet and sour candied haws by himself, all kinds of delicious fruit cakes, fried rice, and instant noodles.

Even Xing Su had to admit that the food cooked by No. 67 was really delicious, much more delicious than the noodle soup he and his master made when they were alone.

Gradually, Ning Zhe got used to the days when every meal was served by others.

No. 67 stayed on very smoothly.

A few months passed in a flash, the flowers outside the courtyard bloomed and withered, the willow leaves fell all over the ground, and the bleak long wind brought the bitterness of autumn.

After so many days of peace, Yunlan set foot in Ning Zhe's small courtyard again.

Unfortunately, on this day, No. 67 happened to go out to dig wild vegetables for Ning Zhe to make new dishes.

Xing Su also went out to attend an old bachelor's birthday banquet together with the students from the school.

There is no caretaker at home.

Yun Lan seemed to have found the right time to come here.

"Ning Zhe, I had a hard time finding you."

No. 67 specially set up formations around the courtyard, just to avoid Yunlan's investigation.

It was true that Yunlan searched for half a year before finding Ning Zhe's residence through a few clues.

Ning Zhe looked cold, "What does Lord Shangshen want me to be a commoner?"

"Do nothing."

Yun Lan walked up to him, stretched out her hand to caress his fair and smooth cheeks, her movements were a bit ambiguous and affectionate: "It's just that I can't bear it in my heart, I don't want others to take over Aning, and I want to take her over... Just taste it..."

Ning Zhe didn't want to reveal his identity, so he didn't resist, and was taken back to the Xingxing Pavilion by Yunlan with his hands tied.

Now the Zodiac Pavilion is directly managed by the Jingu, and the current high priest is Yunlan personally selected, and he respects Yunlan very much.

Seeing that Yunlan brought someone back for the first time, he asked in surprise, "My lord...you are?"

Yunlan folded Ning into her arms, smiled slightly, her face was as handsome as a flower: "Imitate an oracle and tell the world that God has found a partner."

"What!?" Everyone was shocked.

Ning Zhe also frowned.

Yunlan kissed him, curled her lips and said, "Ning Zhe, I plan to marry you, what do you think?"

Final Chapter [-] My Wife Always Wants to Sleep With Wild Men

how is it?

Ning Zhe didn't think so.

He brushed Yun Lan's hand away, his brows and eyes were as indifferent as snow: "If you want to marry me, I'm afraid you can't bear the consequences."

Yunlan smiled, her eyes confident and elegant: "I am the supreme god of the three thousand worlds! I am a noble existence that the world can't reach. Every person and every inch of land in this world belongs to me!"

He pushed Ning against the corner of the wall, and looked at him wickedly, "Tell me, what else can I not afford?"

Ning Zhe narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a moment, "If you insist on this, don't regret it if you lose it in the future."

"Ha, I never know how to write regret!"

He flicked his wide sleeves, wrapped Ning in his arms, flew away, and raised his voice to order: "Immediately hold a wedding banquet, and three days later, invite all heroes from all over the world to hold a ceremony at the Zodiac Pavilion!"

After hearing the news, No. 3037, who was far away in the Jingu Temple, frowned and hurried over.

"God, are you really going to marry this man?"

Lin Yunlan was leaning on the throne, carefully selecting the things used in the grand ceremony, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

3037 shook his head, "I just feel that this person is not simple."

"Of course he is not simple, so I have to tie him by my side to prevent him from doing anything that threatens my status."

Of course, more important than profit is that his instinct is driving him to do so.

He is the god of all worlds, and everything in the world is at his fingertips. No one has ever given him such a feeling of palpitations, fear, and excitement like Ning Zhe, which is familiar and addictive.

The instinct flowing in his blood told him, Ning Zhe, if he can't conquer, he must kill!

"You came just in time, go and look at him, and by the way, tell No. 61 about this."

Yun Lan looked at him with a smile, "I know you have been in touch."

3037 was shocked in his heart, his thoughts turned sharply, he managed to maintain his composure, and respectfully took his orders and left.

When he reached the gate of the hall, he was about to use all his strength to escape, but he heard an indifferent voice behind him, "I won't kill you because you are sensible. If you escape, I don't guarantee what will happen to No. 59."

As Yun Lan said, gently holding up a halo of blurred and illusory colors in the palm of her hand, her handsome eyebrows and eyes were illuminated by the light, and the smile on her lips was weird and cruel, "After all, destroying a small world is nothing to me. easy."

"Stop!" 3037 turned around suddenly, his voice changed.

What Yunlan holds is the spiritual core of the small world that No. 59 is in, which supports the operation of the small world's laws. Once this thing collapses, the small world will also perish, and No. 59 will never come back!

His face was sullen: "You are a god, admired by all people, how can you do such a thing? Those are the subjects you created with your own hands!"

Yunlan hooked her lips carelessly, and propped her chin to play with the halo in her palm at will, "Why should I care about how much you want and how much you have? Besides, don't you think their struggling and howling before dying is very pleasant? It's really pleasant to watch the pious people expose their ugly nature before they die, and trample their former compatriots to death by all means in order to survive..."

......crazy.

Shangshen has gone completely crazy, he is no longer the gentle and tolerant god he used to be.

No. 3037 pursed her lips, knelt down and surrendered, "I will not defect, please have mercy on God, don't hurt senior."

Yun Lan chuckled, "It depends on your performance." After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and disappeared.

No. 3037 thought for a moment, and quickly sent the message to No. 61.

There was a message from No. 61: The real god has come back to take what originally belonged to him.

Really...God.

No. 3037 was in a trance, seemed to remember something, but also seemed to remember nothing.

He went up to the Star Picking Tower alone—the god imprisoned that person here.

Ning Zhe stood in front of the fence, under the night stars, he was wearing a white cloud satin robe, the moonlight was quietly flowing in his deep and quiet eyes, silver hair and snow skin, wide sleeves fluttering, and a graceful figure, as if he would be in the next moment Going back by the wind is even more noble than a fairy.

"You... are Ning Zhe?"

No. 3037 asked aloud.

Ning Zhe tilted his head slightly, stared at his handsome face for a moment, and recognized him, "3037?"

"It's me." 3037 was puzzled, "How do you know?"

Ning Zhe pursed his lips and didn't answer, just asked him: "Are numbers 59 and 61 okay?"

"Senior is going to go to the mission. Master No. 61 defected from the Jingu not long ago, and there is no news so far."

"Oh."

Ning Zhe responded, but didn't respond.

3037 saw that his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to care much. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Don't you ask why No. 61 defected?"

"That's his business, it has nothing to do with me."

The night was very dark, and Ning Zhe was a little sleepy. Usually at this time, he would have already slept with the dumpling in his arms.

He yawned, rubbed the tears in his eyes, turned to look at the young man in the darkness, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"No......"

Ning Zhe waved away people, "Let's go, I'm going to sleep."

Does God also sleep?

3037 looked suspiciously at the person who slowly undid the curtain, took off his outer shirt and climbed onto the bed, and obediently put on the bedding and closed his eyes to rest, feeling strange in his heart for a while.

He didn't bother anymore, and slowly disappeared.

Ning Zhe tossed and turned on the couch until dawn, but still did not fall asleep.

My arms were empty, and I always felt that something was missing.

Usually, No. 67 would be obediently turned into a soft dumpling, and he ran into his arms to be ravaged by him. He was used to sleeping with a dumpling in his arms, but he was not used to losing it all of a sudden.

Ning Zhe sighed, hugged the quilt silently, and closed his eyes.

At this moment, No. 67, who is being missed, is still diligently gathering wild vegetables on the mountain. He is wearing a coarse cloth shirt, torn straw sandals, and a rotten straw hat. From a distance, he has a strong rural atmosphere, and he does not look handsome and noble in the past .

"What are you doing this time, Caibaozi?"

"I ate it last time, how about making dumplings this time? I want to try it too."

"Don't Ningzhe like to eat minced meat?"

"Master likes to eat anything as long as it's delicious."

"Well, that's right."

"You guys are still chatting? How can you bear it? I am a majestic young master of the demon clan. What is wrong with you? Why did you come to this dilapidated mountain to dig wild vegetables!"

The behavior of No. 67 these days has become more and more like a house husband. If this continues, when will he be able to stand up in front of Ning Zhe! ?

"What are you jumping for? Anyway, it's No. 67 digging, and you don't need to do it."

"Exactly that."

The young master was furious: "I am him, and he is me. He uses the body of the deity to do such mundane tasks. If Ning Zhe sees it, does the deity still have face?"

"Now you say you are alone again, why didn't you say that when you kissed Ning Zhe at night?"

"Yeah, anyway, I'm alone, and this prince is your kiss, and you don't need to kiss her in the future."

"You guys are deceiving people too much! As promised, one person for one night, you guys are fine, and you can work together to knock the deity unconscious, and take the opportunity to invade the body, not to mention, now it's reasonable?"

"Who told you to have three remnant souls, one night for the dark guard seventeen, one night for the red axe, and one more night for you, shall we still live? Originally, the chance to get close to Ning Zhe was only for a short time at night , how can I let you occupy it all by yourself?"

"you......"

Seeing that several people were about to pinch again, Huo Chen couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "Don't make noise, do you still think you are children?"

Respectful!

Ning Yan was about to mock him, when the high priest suddenly said softly, "Master has been taken away."

This sentence is more effective than anything else, several people fell silent suddenly, and said in unison: "Who did it?!"

He looked murderous, as if he was about to stab someone with a knife in the next moment.

The high priest sensed for a moment, and said uncertainly: "The astrology is artificially blocked, and I can't detect the specific whereabouts of the master. Judging from the message left by the master, it should be in the southeast."

Qingluan murmured, "Southeast... the Xingxing Pavilion?"

"It's Lin Yunlan!?" Ning Yan's voice sank, "He still dared to come, but Aning kindly let him go, does he really think he is a god?"

"That's not the courage you gave him." The Young Master snorted coldly, "I don't know which idiot was the one who blindly fell in love with him back then."

Ning Yan was furious, but this person was telling the truth, he couldn't find any reason to refute.

He held back his anger, "Since this king caused the disaster, I will leave this matter to this king. Don't meddle in it. Anyone who dares to touch this king must know what regret is this time!"

Although he agreed with what he said, the Young Master still couldn't help but yell at him: "You deal with it, you don't even have a body, what are you doing with it?"

It was only then that they noticed that they had been arguing until now, but they hadn't seen No. 67 speak.

Ning Yan saw that this person was actually still gathering wild vegetables!

Was he deaf, didn't he hear that Ning Zhe was taken away?

"No. 67, this king told you to hand over your body to this king, didn't you hear?"

Without saying a word, No. 67 wielded an iron hoe, and carefully scooped up the growing wild vegetables, and then went down the mountain with a grass cage on his back, and said soothingly: "I heard, don't worry, wait a minute. "

Qin Shen saw that he was not in a hurry, thought for a moment, and pondered: "Do you have other plans? Since Lin Yunlan has usurped the identity of the master, it is better to take this opportunity to take it back in one fell swoop, so as to avoid future troubles... ..that's not bad."

No. 67 was a little surprised, "You actually think so long-term."

Qin Shen was startled: "Why, don't you think so?"

"Ah, no," No. 67 smiled, "I was just thinking, he should be hungry now, I'll make the dumplings first and then go to him, he will probably obediently come home with me."

Qin Shen/Ning Yan/Young Master: "..."

Impossible, their master can't be so spineless.

Ning Yan said angrily: "Are you kidding? A-Ning is so soft-tempered. What if Lin Yunlan bullies him again? Hurry up and give your body to me. I have to save people. I don't have time to chat with you!"

"All right, all right, here you go, don't make noise."

No. 67 gave an impatient "tsk", took back control, retracted his consciousness to the sea of ​​consciousness, and handed over his body to Ning Yan for control.

He was annoyed to death by these people every day.

Especially Ning Yan and Young Honorable Master, of these two, one has become more and more mentally retarded since he retrieved the memory of his previous life, and the other has an unscrupulous temperament, which is like a powder keg when put together. Only then was he willing to give up.

If it weren't for sharing the same body, No. 67 has no doubt that they can beat you to death.

When Ning Zhe helped him fuse, why couldn't he help him erase the consciousness of these souls as well?

Now it's good, seven people share one body, seven days a week, take turns every night, and it's cool to stay up for six days a day, it's a suffering in the world.

No. 67 is occasionally forced to explode, and has even begun to consider the possibility of removing these ghosts by himself.

Of course, just think about it.

If he really dared to do this, Ning Zhe would be the first to cut him with a knife. After all, Chi Yue was still in his body, and Ning Zhe would never let him go.

Ning Yan rushed all the way into the city and came to the Xingxing Pavilion, but was stopped by the guards and asked him for an invitation.

"Shangshen's bond-bonding ceremony requires invitations to come and go, and please cooperate with the young master."

Ning Yan's long eyebrows furrowed, and he said sinisterly: "Make a bond? Who does he want to make a bond with?"

The guard's servant pursed his lips and smiled proudly, "It's Ning Zhe and Mr. Ning, who were famous a while ago."

He didn't notice Ning Yan's increasingly gloomy face, and praised himself: "Shangshen looks handsome and powerful, Mr. Ning fell in love with him at first sight, formed an immortal relationship with Shangshen, and celebrated together with the whole world, it is indeed the blessing of the people of Da Viet. Wait... Ah! Come on, what are you doing... Come on, come on..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Yan suddenly grabbed his throat with his hand and threw him away.

Ningyan is going to explode in anger, make a contract, make a contract!

It was already not easy enough to rob people with six men, but now even Lin Yunlan wants to interfere, how dare he!

"The people of this king can only form a contract with this king! Whoever dares to touch him, this king will kill him without a whole body today!!"

Ning Yan let out a low growl, and swept across the rushing gods instantly with a shocking palm. The huge aftermath directly shattered the luxurious palace gate standing in front of the Zodiac Pavilion. Standing on the high steps, he shouted angrily: "Lin Yunlan, get out! !"

Someone had the audacity to make trouble in front of the Zodiac Pavilion to snatch the marriage—the matter spread quickly, and the current priest quickly summoned the servants to intercept it in front of the main hall.

For a while, the front of the Zodiac Pavilion became a killing field, and blood flowed like a river.

......

At the same time, Ning Zhe in the Zhaixing Building was reclining on the beauty couch in a leisurely manner, holding a book in his hand, reading it with great interest.

Yunlan leaned forward several times, kissed the tip of his ear ambiguously, and said hoarsely, "A-Ning, am I not prettier than a book? Why don't you look at me, huh?"

Ning Zhe thought he was annoying, so he pushed his head away, "Get up, don't block the light."

Yun Lan was not annoyed, she stretched her arms to embrace him, wanting to watch it with him.

Originally, when he saw Ning Zhe's serious and serious face, he thought he was reading some esoteric book, but now he saw what book, it was clearly a volume of explicit erotic pictures.

Still two men.

Being turned into a red wave, lingering and pathos.

After a moment's pause, Yun Lan suddenly smiled, turned over and pressed Ning Fold under her body, slowly caressed his body with her fingers, and stretched into the coat to be provocative.

Ning Zhe was studying well, when he suddenly interrupted him, he was extremely displeased: "What are you doing again?" Are you annoyed, did you see him studying?

Lin Yunlan curled his lips into a smile, and looked down at his eyes as deep as stars, with the tips of his noses touching and his breathing intertwined.

"What books are you reading? If you want to learn, I will do it with you."

Ning Zhe was a little moved when he heard this.

He carefully looked at Yunlan's face from top to bottom, and finally turned his head in disgust: "Go away, don't."

He is not as good-looking as No. 67, so why should he look far away.

Besides, isn't brother Yunlan the one below?If he was taken in by someone else, he would be ashamed in front of No. 67.

Lin Yunlan didn't understand his subtext, and thought he was unwilling, so he clasped his hands and raised them above his head, and said with a forceful smile: "Ah Ning, this is beyond your control, after the contract is formed, you will be mine, you His body should belong to me."

As he said, he unbuttoned Ning Zhe's skirt and took off his shirt, "You are destined not to escape from my palm. Instead of resisting, you might as well think about what to do to make yourself comfortable."

He didn't move slowly, and soon Ning Zhe was stripped down to only a pair of obscene pants.

After Ning Zhe's body was remodeled, he returned to his adult figure. His figure was slender, short and well-fitting. A thin layer of muscles covered his body in a streamlined shape. He is handsome, without the roughness of a man, with shaved shoulders and a plain waist, exquisite and elegant as a perfect sculpture.

This is a body that can fascinate even sages and gentlemen.

Yunlan's eyes were slightly blurred, and she leaned over to kiss his beautiful collarbone, which was flying sideways, and then went down her body, and began to unbutton the Ruyi button on his obscene pants.

Ning Zhe didn't want to be raped so uselessly.

To do it, he should go to Yunlan.

He moved his wrist, took advantage of Yunlan's inattention, turned over suddenly, pressed him firmly under him, stared at his face and smiled and said: "Brother Yunlan, I don't want to be the one below, you want You can do it with me, you take it off and let me do it."

He touched Yunlan's smooth and handsome face, with a seductive smile on his lips, and breathed into his ear: "Brother, can you?"

Yun Lan was stunned for a while, she didn't expect him to be so easy to talk.

He lay under Ning Zhe, looking at him suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Ning Zhe rubbed the corner of his lips, "I won't lie to you."

Yun Lan hesitated.

He has no obsession with the difference between up and down, as long as Ning Zhe is obedient, it will be fine.

What's more, Ning Zhe is good-looking and powerful, so he doesn't need to have a psychological burden.

Without any resistance, he said: "Okay, then you come."

After speaking, he began to take off his clothes neatly.

Ning Zhe's thin lips curled into a faint smile, and the tails of his dark red eyes flew sideways. He leaned over and bit the belt of his skirt, and slowly pulled it away, with a desire to move.

Yun Lan was made red-eyed by him, and called him hoarsely: "Hurry up."

Ning Zhe kissed his delicate Adam's apple, and replied vaguely: "Don't worry, I will love you well..."

When Ning Yan came in, the two of them were in the process of taking off their obscene pants, and the two disheveled people were pushed up and down on the bed, their bodies were flushed with lust, it was difficult for people to misunderstand.

"How could it be..." Ning Yan mistakenly identified the person below as Ning Zhe, thinking that he had been bullied, and almost cried out in grief and indignation: "A-Ning!"

Ning Zhe raised his head from the cumbersome knots of his clothes, gave him a displeased look, and immediately recognized whose soul was under the skin, and couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing here?"

After a while, he will be able to practice attacking.

Ning Yan was stunned when he saw that Ning Zhe was the one skilled at picking people's clothes.

He didn't think much about it, and quickly stepped forward, untied his shirt, put it on him, and hugged him up.

He felt extremely guilty, "A-Ning, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Ning Zhe leaned in his arms, thinking with infinite regret, it is clear that he came early, it would be better if he came later.

There was no need for him to speak, Lin Yunlan sneered and shot: "A moment later, you can live a moment longer, you should be glad that you are late!"

He is going to a critical moment with Ning Zhe, ready to go, how can he tolerate others disturbing him!

Almost instantly, the attack slanted down like a gust of wind and rain, murderous intent everywhere!

Lin Yunlan is now a god, and his strength is not weak, comparable to Ning Zhe. Although Ning Yan has the strength of No. 67, he can't fully exert it, and he has to protect Ning Zhe.

He and Yunlan fought back and forth for a few times, but they were clearly at a disadvantage.

Ning Zhe had been disturbed by him just now, and it was because he was unhappy, and now he was happy to see him suffer, and had no intention of helping him at all.

He put his arms around Ning Yan's neck, hanging comfortably on his body, watching him dodge in a good mood, and even blowing into his ear with a leisurely smile, "My lord, if you are no match, then leave as soon as possible. If you die, I will save you."

Ning Yan pursed her lips, with a firm expression on her face: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely rescue you."

Who is afraid.

Ning Zhe rolled his eyes at him.

Among the several spirits of 67, the one who is most entangled with him is Ning Yan. How much he liked this person in the past, and how much he loathed him later.

However, when he saw this man desperately trying to block those ice arrows that couldn't hit him, regardless of being tied into a sieve, Ning Zhe still felt uncomfortable in his heart, and his chest was tight.

"Trash, go to hell!" Yun Lan's face was cold and stern, and with a violent flick of his wide sleeves, countless ice arrows burst out from the sleeves, and there was no way to avoid it!

"A-Ning! Get out of the way!"

Ning Yan looked terrified, and suddenly rushed towards Ning Zhe.

"Shua, Shua, Shua—" was the sound of ice arrows piercing into the flesh.

Ning Yan groaned in pain, and fell to his knees on the ground, his back was pierced by countless ice arrows, bleeding profusely.

However, one hand still held Ning Zhe tightly, protecting him in his arms, and smiled weakly at him, comforting him gently: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... this time, I will definitely protect you." good you..."

"Don't be ashamed!"

Lin Yunlan snorted coldly, raised his hand and quickly condensed a very thin purple thunder, gathered into a net, densely covering the entire palace.

"Dare to disturb the good things of me and Aning, I want you to be wiped out!" He shouted angrily, then shook his hands and held the Ziji Thunder Net to cover Ning Yan's head.

Ning Yan couldn't dodge at all, the range of this attack was too large, if he dodged, it would definitely affect Ning Zhe.

With a straight heart, he protected the back of Ning's head and pushed him to the ground, blocking all the gaps tightly, using his body as a shield to block the thunder net.

There was a crackling sound, and Ning Yan's body was scorched black. With a slight touch, the flesh turned into black ash and fell down, almost severing his pulse.

The young lord in the Sea of ​​Consciousness widened his eyes, and asked Qin Shen: "Is he stupid?!"

Qin Shen thought for a moment, frowned and nodded, "This kind of attack seems huge and unstoppable, but it is actually very easy to break through. You only need to refine the power of the soul, condense it into a blade, and cut it off directly."

"He used his body to block something that the deity could crush with one hand, did he want to kill the deity?!"

Huo Chen kindly explained: "The prince is proficient in worldly martial arts and possesses peerless divine power, but he doesn't know how to use soul power, that's all he can do."

As long as he knew a little bit, he wouldn't have been controlled to death by Yunlan's mind-stimulating technique back then.

However, No. 67 shook his head and hooked his lips in an inscrutable way: "No, you are wrong."

No he won't.

This is called bitter tricks.

Ning Yan was seriously injured by the blow, his body was on the verge of falling, his eyes were already in a daze, and he was still murmuring intermittently, wanting to reach out to touch Ning Zhe: "A-Ning, A-Ning... this time, I won't break my promise again ...A-Ning, trust me..."

Can Fei's flesh and blood fell off his face, and drops of blood flowed down the sharp jaw and fell on Ning Zhe's lips.

Ning Zhe stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was bitter and astringent.

He raised his eyes, looking at Ning Yan's weak and handsome face, his heart was unprecedentedly calm, and he no longer had the hysterical and painful emotion when he saw him injured before.

Love has been smoothed out, and even hatred has been eliminated. To him at this time, Ning Yan is just a familiar stranger.

Ning Zhe thought, maybe now he can let go without hesitation.

Lin Yunlan walked over on the sizzling purple thunder, bent down and lifted Ning Yan who had been cooked by electricity, and threw away Ning Zhe, hugging Ning Zhe.

"Shall we continue somewhere else?" He said and kissed him.

Ning Zhe didn't look at Ning Yan, and didn't avoid his kiss. He lowered his eyes and shook his head, "No, I'm not interested anymore."

Yun Lan felt a little pity.

"But, I want to..."

He stroked Fu Ningzhe's waist suggestively, leaned close to Ningzhe's neck and dawdled ambiguously, with a provocative end note.

Ning Zhe patted his face, "Let's talk about it next time."

"......All right."

Unwillingly, Yunlan put him down, took his hand and walked to the vanity mirror, helped him tidy up briefly, and hugged him from behind.

"Then let's go get married, everyone outside is waiting."

Ning Zhe glanced at him and did not refuse.

It wasn't until he went outside that he realized the reason why Ning Yan was defeated so easily.

All the servants of the Zodiac Pavilion were hacked by him alone.

Just being tired is exhausting.

There are also many courtiers who came to participate in the ceremony and hid in the corner shivering, for fear of being affected.

Seeing Yun Lan coming out, someone quickly stepped forward and asked, "God, that devil..."

"died."

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and thanked and complimented one after another.

Yun Lan curled her lips together, accepted their great gift, and said, "Thank you all for coming to this seat's bond-making ceremony. Today, this seat will tie the knot and enjoy the joy with the people of the world."

After all, he raised his hand gracefully.

In the next moment, the blood and corpses all over the ground disappeared immediately.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun cleared, colorful auspicious clouds gathered, there was the sound of dragons singing and phoenixes singing, and the auspicious atmosphere was soaring.

Yun Lan tapped her fingertips again, and the astrology pavilion, which was originally full of blood, instantly returned to the mysterious and quiet past. Red silk balls were hung around the central hall, and red candles were quietly burning.

Then he looked at Ning Zhe again, smiled at him, and patted him on the shoulder. In the blink of an eye, a bright red auspicious cloud frowning golden wedding robe with intricate patterns and exquisite patterns fell on the two of them. are omitted.

"Ah Ning, is it pretty?"

Yunlan was wearing a women's style, holding layers of red dresses and swaying in front of him, smiling.

This relaxed way of getting along reminded Ning Zhe of the time when he and Lin Yunlan were young.

His eyes became a little gentler, and he nodded: "It looks good."

Yun Lan was very coaxing, and happily kissed him on the cheek.

"From now on, you will be mine."

He took Ning Zhe's hand and led him into the hall, with a joyful look on his face: "As long as you be good and listen to me, I will give you everything, okay, Aning?"

Ning Zhe pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but did not answer.

He actually didn't understand why Lin Yunlan was so obsessed with him after losing his memory.

Probably, it was the hard-to-dispel hatred in the previous life, coupled with the little affection in his youth, that caused him to become such a distorted character.

However, whether it is love or hate, it has nothing to do with him.

In his memory, brother Yunlan, who would hug him to sleep, teach him to speak, and be gentle with him, had long since disappeared with the death of the former Ning Zhe.

The current Yunlan is just a dead soul who is obsessed with remnants, and it is enough for him to play with him patiently for so long.

Ning Zhe smiled, when Yunlan was about to hold his hand and was about to bleed