I'm a killer with no emotions

When the bond was formed, he gently withdrew his hand, took a step back, and pulled out a knife under the eyes of everyone, and pressed it to Yunlan's heart.

The smile on Yunlan's face froze, "A'Ning, what are you doing?"

"What you need to make a contract is your heart, and your heart, so naturally you have to take it from your heart."

Ning Zhe looked at him and smiled: "Brother Yunlan, do you dare to give it to me? If you dare to give it, I will marry you."

Yunlan's eyes darkened, "A'Ning, I told you to be good."

"As long as I don't want to, no one can make me obedient, not Lu Qi, nor you."

Ning Zhe's demeanor was aloof and noble that Yunlan couldn't match, his aura was as cold as ice, his brows were distant and awe-inspiring, like a real god, looking down on the world indifferently.

Yun Lan looked at him, feeling ashamed for no reason.

"Pfft, I'm just kidding you, I can't bear to ask for your heart and soul."

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Ning Zhe suddenly changed his voice, withdrew the knife with a smile, shattered the wedding robe on his body, returned the red hydrangea ball to Yunlan, and waved away gracefully.

"Brother Yunlan, I don't want to get married anymore, you should find someone else who is sincere."

"Stop! Ning Zhe, without my permission, you dare to step out of this hall and try it! Believe it or not, I will immediately knock you out of your wits!?" Lin Yunlan's expression was ferocious and gloomy as if possessed by a demon, and he waved his hand in a merciless gesture The ice cone sword rain attack.

There was no sound in the hall, and everyone was so frightened by this sudden scene that they couldn't speak.

Not to mention blood was seen at the beginning of the ceremony of the peace and harmony that was agreed, but the god of the hall was divorced by an unknown groom.

Now that God has lost all face, and wants to blame everyone, they have no ability to protect themselves!

"Help!"

"God calm down, please forgive me!"

Many people screamed and ran away under the rain of swords.

Seeing this situation, Ning Zhe frowned, flicked his fingertips slightly, and sacrificed a wave of water, easily blocking the menacing sword rain.

Then his mind moved slightly, and the sword rain turned into his weapon, turned around and attacked Lin Yunlan quickly, with a fierce attack.

Lin Yunlan retreated quickly to dodge.

However, he just dodged this wave of attacks, and the next moment, Ning Zhe had already dodged in front of him, raised his hand and grabbed his throat fiercely - slamming him against the wall mercilessly!

The first time of the second prince in the final chapter (with a fanart given by the little angel)

Lin Yunlan looked painful, and opened his eyes to look at Xiang Ningzhe.

"A-Ning, why, you clearly promised me..."

Ning Zhe leaned close to his face, his eyes were cold, and he threatened in a low voice, "Brother Yunlan, I told you, I won't get married, don't you understand?"

"Give me a reason..."

"There's no reason, it's just that I don't want to play with you anymore."

He didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Yunlan for a long time. He didn't want to reveal his identity before, but now that he was smashed by Ning Yan, it didn't matter.

"Why are you crying?"

Ning Zheai caressed the corners of his reddened eyes, and smiled again: "I mean what I say, if brother Yunlan wants, you are welcome to come to me at any time."

......

Feel free to come to me anytime.

In the side hall, even though it was separated, No. 67 could hear his words clearly.

He is different from others, the strength of the split souls has been weakened to varying degrees, but since his fusion, he has completely recovered his former strength.

Overhearing a sentence is naturally easy.

He couldn't sit still.

If Ning Zhe was acting with Yunlan before, what about now?What do you mean now?

Could it be that he still wants to be serious with Yun Lan?

No. 67 released his consciousness, glanced at the man lying on the ground, his voice became cold, "Ning Yan, how long are you going to pretend to be dead?"

The Young Master was shocked, "What, he's not dead yet?"

"Why, do you expect this king to die?" Ning Yan's cold voice came.

I saw his scorched body slowly fade away from the scars, and it returned to normal inch by inch. Looking at the ground again, the flesh and blood that had fallen off were shattered into powder, and disappeared little by little.

"Illusion!?"

Qingluan blurted out in surprise, "When did you learn it!"

He clearly remembered that not long ago, Ning Yan knew nothing and was the weakest of them, anyone could come over and step on him. It's only been so long, but he has learned such an exquisite illusion that even he didn't figure it out!

The Young Master suddenly thought of something, turned his head and pointed at Huo Chen and said angrily, "I remembered, General! You taught him, right?"

He said why Ning Yan was always secretly following Huo Chen a few days ago, because he wanted to learn illusion with Huo Chen.

He was not happy, "Didn't you agree to isolate him together, general, how can you break your promise!?"

Huo Chen shook his head, with a calm voice: "I'm not good at illusion, I only taught the prince a little, and he figured out the rest by himself."

"Heh." Ning Yan got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and sneered: "I didn't die, but I disappointed you. You just handed over this matter to me so readily. Let this king be beaten to death by Lin Yunlan, so that you have one less competitor, right!?"

After being punctured, the few people had no repentance, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

"Who is to blame? Ning Yan, whoever told you that you are weak, the weak must have the consciousness to bear bullying."

Ning Yan was furious, "Looking for death! Who do you say is weak, do you want to fight!?"

"Who is afraid of you, come here! The loser will never be allowed to kiss Ning Zhe again!"

The two quarreled again.

Qin Shen skillfully closed his five senses, neither seeing nor listening.

The high priest said to Huo Chen, "Please take care of the master", and fell asleep on his own initiative.

Qingluan was more trouble-free, and left the sea of ​​consciousness directly, turned into a small ball and ran outside his body, wandering around looking for Ning to fold.

Only Huo Chen didn't move, his face was indifferent, and he didn't respond—he had seen many such disputes in the army, and he was used to it. Besides, he was the most mature among these people, so he didn't really care about such things. quarrel.

Every time Ning Yan and the Young Master fought, he was the one who stopped them in the end. If he hadn't been in charge, Ning Yan and the Young Master would have killed each other long ago.

However, just because he can bear it doesn't mean that No. 67 can bear it.

These two silly spores used to be tit-for-tat, but now Ning Zhe is going to abduct the little lover, they still have time to argue here!

Originally, Ning Zhe treated Yun Lan differently. If Yun Lan really became his, wouldn't he be favored by thousands of people in the future?Besides, with Yunlan's face and his deceptive ability, Ning Zhe, who likes beauties, can't be fascinated by him?

Then they will really not even be able to eat meat scraps.

Also kiss, kiss your sister!

With a sullen face, No. 67 dragged Ning Yan back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness, let him fight with the Young Master, quickly took possession of his body, and swept behind Ning Zhe with a blink of an eye.

"... Be your god, don't come to recruit me, I have paid off everything I owe you, brother Yunlan, if you keep pushing me, don't blame me for being rude to you... .”

When No. 67 arrived, he saw Ning Zhe pressing Yunlan ambiguously, stroking his delicate and beautiful lips with his fingertips.

Obviously this person said threatening words, but his fingertips kept teasing, as if he would kiss him affectionately in the next moment.

"Ning, Zhe!"

No. 67 exploded in anger and punched the towering white marble pillar beside him. With a loud bang, the stone pillar shattered into ashes.

"What are you doing!?"

Standing behind Ning Zhe, he called him sinisterly, gritting his teeth word by word, in an extremely dangerous tone.

...Oh, what a fool.

Ning Zhe's fingers froze suddenly, and his eyes wandered for a moment.

How did No. 67 come, how can I explain it.

He smiled at Yunlan, let go of him, took a few steps back, turned to look at No. 67, and spread his hands: "Why are you so fierce, I didn't do anything."

"I didn't do anything, it wasn't you who cheated just now?"

Ning Zhe frowned, "How can it be called an affair, it's a normal friendship."

He was not happy, "No. 67, you are so courageous, don't you, control the world, and dare to control me?"

No. 67 didn't want to embarrass him outside, so he gave him a gloomy look, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Go back and see if I don't fuck you. Kill you!"

He took a few quick steps forward, and pulled Ning Zhe behind him to block him tightly, with the attitude of a male master.

Then he proudly walked in front of Yunlan, and looked down at him indifferently with those two-way defiant eyes.

Whenever this kind of pretentious moment, the absolute height difference comes in handy.

Although Yun Lan is 1.8 meters across, but No. 67 is No. 67. No matter how tall the opponent is, he will definitely be a few points taller than him, and then use absolute body pressure to show his unparalleled power—if he is tall It doesn’t matter if it’s not enough, just adjust the panel data directly.

Although it is not very decent, but No. 67 has never been stingy with using some tricks. After all, if he is with a person who attracts bees and attracts butterflies, he can't stay for a long time without certain means.

Yun Lan was covered by the shadow cast by his tall and generous figure, and the whole person looked very weak.

No. 67 pursed his lips in satisfaction, and gave him a threatening sneer. Sen Leng's murderous intent hit his face like a huge wave: "He is mine! Be your god, don't try to get what you don't deserve You don't deserve it!"

Yun Lan glared at him, "Aren't you dead?"

"Joke, just because you want to hurt me?" No. 67 grabbed his neck.

The severe pain hit him, and the overwhelming coercion enveloped him, making him unable to lift a finger. Yunlan groaned in pain, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

In the past, the God who summoned the wind and called the rain had no power to resist in front of this man, just like an ant just trying to survive, humbly allowing himself to be slaughtered.

No. 67's eyes were cold, and his thin lips curled into a sinister and cruel smile. Although he was threatening, he was still handsome and cold, "Lin Yunlan, I can kill you at any time, don't think I don't know about your little tricks." This time I let you off for Ning Zhe’s sake, and next time, you’ll wash your neck and wait to go to hell!”

He threw Lin Yunlan away like a piece of trash.

Ning Zhe glanced at him displeasedly, a gust of wind rolled up his sleeves, supported Yun Lan's body that flew out like a kite, and lightly placed it on the ground.

Everyone was already stunned, watching these two people running rampant in the Xingxing Pavilion, and their supreme god had no resistance at all.

No. 67 glanced at them warningly, but found a few familiar faces inside.

Ning Xuan and Ning Zhi looked shocked.

Yan Pei and Lin Li, who have nothing to do with themselves.

Even Lin Feishuang and Wang Buxiang were there.

They should have been washed away by Ning Zhe long ago, and they didn't know him.

No. 67 didn't know them well, so he didn't care. He pulled up Ning Zhe's sleeves, his anger still lingering: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go, why don't you come home with me?"

Ning Zhe didn't move, he settled Yunlan down first, checked him, and when he saw that there were no wounds on his body, he was free to manage No. 67.

He crossed his arms, shook off No. 67's hand and said, "Don't touch me, what does it matter to you whether I go back or not?"

No. 67 narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the coldness in his eyes was already surging.

But he didn't get angry with Ning Zhe, he just let out a cold snort, and said lightly: "Don't hold back, the shepherd's purse meat dumplings I just made are getting cold, and it happens that I can eat enough for one person, so you can go hungry alone!"

After speaking, he disappeared.

Ning Zhe: "..."

Cheapskate!

He grunted with hunger, gritted his teeth, and followed.

As soon as he got home, he ran to the dining table with his special big bowl for children around Pleasant Goat—this was bought for him by No. 67.

Ning Zhe sat hungry and waited to eat.

As a result, No. 67 said: "Oh, I forgot, I haven't wrapped it yet."

"No. 67! You lied to me!" Ning Zhe was so angry that he put the bowl heavily on the table.

"You still lost your temper..." No. 67 sneered, grabbed his wrist, pulled him up and pressed him on the table, leaned over and pressed him, "Why, I didn't ask you to blame me, you You still dare to get angry at me?"

Ning Zhe kicked him with a cold face: "What's the crime? When did I allow you to meddle in my business? This is my home, why can't I lose my temper!"

"Baby, figure it out, can I build this house?"

Ning Zhe: "..."

Ahh cheapskate!Mad.

"I can't help it! Get out of here, I will change myself!"

"You're a fart, you eat mine and drink mine every day, and you still use mine at night. What's the use of you just needing a room? You won't starve to death!"

Ning Zhe blushed, "It has nothing to do with me, it was you who had the cheek to send it to me."

"Fuck, you ungrateful brat, forget about it after eating it! See if I don't do it. Kill you!"

No. 67 gritted his teeth, took off his clothes, and gnawed on his neck. His teeth bit his Adam's apple and rubbed fiercely. He also reached into his clothes and kneaded the two soft beans on his chest to vent his anger.

Ning Zhe yelled in pain, "Ah! No. 67! You killed a thousand swords! Who told you to bite me! I killed you!"

He kicked hard into No. 67's crotch.

No. 67's pupils shrank, and his eyes quickly grabbed his ankle.

Ning Zhe was furious, "Let go!"

No. 67 sneered, grabbed his two slender legs and folded them in half, and put him into a catered posture with his legs wide open—it was more convenient.

Ning Zhe didn't kick anyone, but instead sent himself to the door, angrily shouting: "You bastard!"

"I have even more bastards!" Yin No. 67 opened his legs viciously, tore off his obscene pants, squeezed them between his legs, and said, "Help your legs yourself."

qnm, want to fuck him and let him pose?

Ning Zhe grabbed the teapot on the table and slammed it on his forehead, "I'll help your grandma! Bastard, get out of here!"

"Okay, I'll get out, get into your body."

No. 67 didn't care a bit about being hit with blood all over his head. He said vicious jokes in his mouth, and his hand movements were not slow at all. He quickly stretched him with his fingers, straightened his back and went into the hole.

Ning Zhe screamed, and all the curse words poured out, tears and snot flowed together, and he couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or pain.

No. 67 refused to let him go this time, and it happened that the light bulb Xingsu was not there, so he could fuck whatever he wanted, changing places and positions.

Ning Zhe still had the energy to greet his ancestors at first, but later he was so happy that tears flowed, his voice became hoarse from crying, and he couldn't even speak, so he just kept yelling "no more".

Number 67 is well versed in the way of bed, generally speaking, what is said in bed is irony, so the more Ning Zhe says no, the deeper he pushes.

The two people on the left and right have good physical strength, and he pressed Ning Zhe for three days and three nights at a time. He used the poses in the little yellow book that Ning Zhe had read before, and he played with them all over again.

At the end, he pinched Ning Zhe and refused to let him go, and asked him threateningly: "Do you still dare to flirt with others, and dare to go to Yunlan, huh? It's against you, little thing, how dare you carry it on your back?" I steal."

Ning Zhe felt uncomfortable all over, twisted his waist, and yelled at him to let go.

No. 67 said: "If you admit that you were wrong, I will make you happy."

"I'm right!" Ning Zhe became stubborn and yelled at him.

No. 67 tied his lower body with a rope, dragged him back and fucked him.

Ning Zhe was really out of strength, "Bastard No. 67, I, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

Tangtang Shangshen, whose physical strength is so good that he can lift a big mountain without any effort, this time he was made to faint on the bed.

After Xing Su came back, she frowned when she smelled a strange smell in the room: "What are you doing with the master?"

No. 67 has already tidied up, dressed in a black robe, cold and deep, and lit the incense with a blank expression, "It's nothing."

I did it for three days and three nights.

"Where's the master?"

"Not up yet."

In fact, I was too tired to climb up.

Xing Suhuai didn't trust him, "Then I'll go in and have a look."

No. 67 blocked the door and refused to let him in.

Xing Su's eyes turned cold, "You really have no good intentions, get out of the way, I want to go in!"

No. 67 said: "The dumplings are ready, why don't you take a bite first?"

Xing Su felt insulted, "Do you think that I am the master, and I will be bought by you with a meal!"

"Yes, you are smart, so do you eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I will throw it away."

Xing Su turned around and left, saying viciously: "Just wait for me, I'll be right back!"

...absolutely.

What kind of master really has what kind of subordinates.

No. 67 couldn't help laughing.

He opened the door and walked into the room, mocking Ning Zhe: "Look, look, see? This is the child you spoiled."

"Shut up! What are you looking at, I'm not blind!" Ning Zhe yelled at him lying on the bed.

However, due to the weakness of the body, the voice is pitifully weak, thin and soft, the kitten hums like a spoiled child.

With a gentle smile on his face, No. 67 walked up to him, "They all have no conscience. If they have food and food, Wang Niang, can I treat you well? Can they make dumplings? They can make instant noodles." Do they know how to make candied haws? I’m doing a great job to make you happy, can they? You say I’m busy serving you like an old woman, is it easy for me? You still blame me, careless Lung little thing."

Ning Zhe turned his head and pointed the back of his head at him, and snorted: "You deserve it, you were the one who bullied me first."

"Yes, I was wrong, I was guilty, and I am using my body to atone for my sin."

No. 67 brought over his lamb ceramic bowl. Inside were steaming white flour dumplings with thin skin and plenty of stuffing. The clear soup was sprinkled with a few green onions, and the aroma wafted from the nostrils.

"My lord, if you still want to eat it, if you don't, I will eat it."

Seeing that Ning Zhe didn't respond, he took a sip of the soup.

"Ah, fresh."

Ning Zhe's stomach was rumbling non-stop, and he turned his head suddenly, the corners of his eyes were flushed, tears welling in his eyes, he was so wronged, "Dog, you still have to be shameless, I was bullied like this by you, bed I can’t even get down, and you still rob me of food!”

No. 67 smiled, and when he finished speaking, when he was aggrieved and wiped away his tears, he suddenly bent down and covered his pale pink lips.

"Well......"

Ning Zhe opened his eyes slightly, and tasted an incomparably fresh and delicious taste.

No. 67 fed the soup into his mouth slowly, hooked his soft tongue and stirred it wantonly, raging between his lips and teeth for a long time, until he kissed him until he was breathless and his eyes were blurred, before he backed out.

"Is it good?" He asked Ning Zhe with a smile.

Ning Zhe was dizzy, afraid that he would mess with him again, and cried, "Stop coming, I can't do it, it hurts."

No. 67 laughed out loud, rubbing his messy soft hair, "Okay, okay, don't come, let's eat first, I'll feed you?"

Ning Zhe looked at him vigilantly with the eyes of a hooligan, "Come on, I will eat by myself."

He had a big appetite and was hungry again. He drank a big bowl of dumpling and belt soup, put down the bowl, belched contentedly, and wiped his mouth.

No. 67 went out with the bowls and chopsticks, washed the pots and bowls together, and went to the yard to get some dried fruits that had been dried before, and brought them to feed him.

After a while, Xing Su came to see him.

"Master, Lu Qi didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"He's just a nanny, what can he do." Ning Zhe was lying on the couch, casually flipping through the scriptures, with the tip of his nose twitching slightly, like some kind of lazy animal after eating and drinking.

Xing Su stared at him intently for a moment, then chuckled suddenly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ning Zhe was surprised.

"The laughing master is getting cuter and cuter, Ah Su is so happy."

"Nonsense." Ning Zhe waved his hand when he was joking, "Have you done your homework? Go quickly."

"Yeah, let's go." Xing Su bent down, kissed him on the forehead, and left happily.

Walking outside, I saw Lu Qi moving a small mat and sitting in the yard, weaving something with bamboo strips.

Xing Su walked over and saw several woven vegetable baskets and flower baskets beside him, and he was weaving little rabbits with the remaining thin strips. He had already woven a lot of small animals, lined up together, very cute .

"Is it for the master?" Xing Su asked him curiously.

No. 67 nodded, held up the cute bunny he had made up in his hand, and asked him with a smile, "Does it look like your master?"

Xing Su said: "If the master hears your words, he will beat you."

No. 67 pursed her lips and smiled softly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Then what about this one? What's the point of weaving a basket?" Xing Su asked him, mentioning a delicate and sturdy bamboo basket.

Although this man is a bit fierce, he has a clever mind and knows a lot of weird things. Every time the master is angry, he has a way to make him docile.

Xing Su doesn't like him very much, but admires him very much.

No. 67 explained to him: "Your master can eat too much. The original basket was not big enough to buy many vegetables. You have to change it to a bigger one."

This incident gave him a warning - Ning Zhe this person, staring at him all the time, he can cause trouble in a blink of an eye.

He wanted to take Ning Zhe with him when he went up the mountain again.

But Ning Zhelan definitely didn't want to walk, so he turned him into a little one and put him in a bamboo basket, carrying him up the mountain.

Thinking about it is very loving.

No. 67 seemed to have seen that scene, with a smile on his brows and eyes, which was extraordinarily soft.

"Keep down, if you speak ill of the master, the master will be angry."

Xing Su warned him.

He looked at No. 67 again, with complicated eyes: "You have to treat Master well, he likes you very much, you can't betray him, otherwise, he will be very sad."

The owner has changed day by day since this man came.

In the past, Xing Su always thought that her master was cold and distant, with a vicissitudes of indifference in her body.

But after this man came out, he gradually realized that it wasn't that the master was born cold and alienated, it wasn't that the master was mature and vicissitudes, it was just that the man who could spoil him like a child hadn't appeared yet.

No. 67 smiled, gave the little white rabbit to him, and solemnly swore to him: "Well, I swear, I will love him well and never give up, if I violate this promise, I will be wiped out and not reincarnated."

Xing Su hugged the rabbit and left half relieved and half sad.

He knew in his heart that from now on, the master would not belong to him alone.

At this moment, in No. 67 Consciousness Sea, several people are arguing.

"Ning Zhe doesn't look like a rabbit. This deity thinks he is like a little tiger who bites people with his mouth open, wow wow wow that's so fierce!"

One night when he was sleeping with Ning Zhe in his arms, Ning Zhe dreamed that he used his arm as a chicken leg, and bit off a large piece of his flesh in one bite, causing him so much pain that he almost lost his immortality.

"Obviously it looks like a cat!" Ning Yan retorted him, thinking of a noble Persian cat with different pupils that he saw in another world, it was exactly the same as Ning Zhe, lazy, noble, soft, soft in his hands , as cute as hell.

Qingluan sneered proudly: "How can such a first-class pet stand shoulder to shoulder with the ancient god phoenix as tall as the bright moon? Since the lonely name is Qingluan, the so-called Luan and Phoenix sing in harmony, Ning Zhe is a lonely princess, naturally he should be regarded as noble Shenfeng is."

"Little Tiger!"

"cat!"

"Shenfeng!"

"You are courting death!"

The three soul groups wrestled frantically in No. 67 Sea of ​​Consciousness.

When Huo Chen pulled them away, the three tuanzi were missing arms and legs, their bodies were full of bite marks, and their chubby bodies were precarious, almost falling apart.

He threw two to Qin Shen and the high priest, and said helplessly, "Please help these two people stabilize their souls, otherwise they disappear, and we will be implicated as well."

Qin Shen nodded gently, and went to heal the Young Master.

The high priest didn't say anything, and walked aside with Qingluan.

Only Ning Yan still had thorns all over his body, and his posture was fierce.

Huo Chen was about to knock him out, but No. 67 thought about it and stopped him, "You wait. I'll do it."

He tidied up the bamboo baskets on the ground, held the small woven animals in his arms with one hand, and walked into the house with Ningyan's spirit dumpling in the other.

Ning Zhe was still reading a book—the little yellow book he downloaded from the system mall secretly.

Number 67 threw the bauble at him.

Ning Zhe's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to catch it, his eyes were shining with starlight, he liked it so much, but he insisted on saying coldly, "Don't think that using these little things can make me forgive you."

No. 67 didn't bother to pierce him, and pointed to Ningyan Tuanzi who was struggling in his hands: "Hey, host, I'm injured, don't you care about me?"

Ning Yan suddenly understood his plan, stopped struggling, and instantly threw himself into Ning Zhe's arms and cried loudly: "Wuwu Aning, I'm in so much pain! Yunlan is not a human being, I was beaten so badly, I'm going to die, Anning, kiss me!"

He fought too hard with the two of them and was seriously injured. There was a hole on the left and a hole on the right in the good dumpling. There were big drops of tears rolling in the eyes of the two black beans, which looked a little pitiful.

Ning Zhe picked him up and threw him away in disgust, "Don't cry on me."

Ning Yan posted it up again shamelessly, rolling around coquettishly and being cute, rubbing his face "chirp chirp chirp".

Since he was injured, Ning Zhe endured and didn't hit him.

But there is no pity.

No. 67 came up: "I'm already like this, and you don't know how to feel sorry for me."

"Show face, that's Ning Yan."

"Ning Yan is me, I am Ning Yan, his injury = I am injured."

"Oh, that's right." Ning Zhe smiled, "If that's the case, then let Ning Yan sleep with me tonight, you are him, he is you, I sleep with him = I sleep with you, right? "

Number 67: "..."

Really shooting myself in the foot.

He threw Ningyan Tuanba back, and leaned over Ning Zhe's body, "You sleep with me? How do you sleep? Let's practice it?"

"Uh, uh... Beast, you said you wouldn't do it..."

No. 67 bit the tip of his nose, "A man's mouth is deceitful, didn't you say it yourself?"

"Ugh, bastard..."

Ning Yan, who was thrown back into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, was furious, "67! This is an opportunity that this king has won with great difficulty, get the hell out of here, let me go up!"

After this person used him, he took away all the benefits, and didn't even give him a single bit!Is there any reason!

He glared at the others angrily, "You don't care? It was the same last time, and last time, every time he eats meat and we wash the dishes, how can you bear it!"

Qingluan spread her hands, "I can't help it, who told Ning Zhe to only recognize him."

Last time, No. 67 agreed to let him have a taste of meat. First, he overwhelmed him, coaxed him to do the foreplay, and then replaced him.

It's a pity that Ning Zhe saw through it not long after the two of them changed their consciousness.

Qingluan was almost beaten out of his wits that time.

Ning Zhe only eats number 67, and no one else can do it. What can they do, and they can't make him angry anymore.

Ning Yan swayed his body, and the white fat soul dumpling rolled anxiously back and forth twice - he was seriously injured and could not recover his humanity yet.

He gritted his teeth, in the end he was not reconciled, "Then do it like this and watch, let me just watch him treat Ah Ning...!?"

"Who's watching, we... um, ah! It's too tight!"

Qingluan was just answering his words well, when suddenly her face flushed instantly, she quickly covered her mouth, leaning to the side in pain, with a forbearing expression on her face.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, "You are suddenly...what's wrong?"

In heat?

He looked at the rest, they were all in this shape, forbearing and restrained, like pain and joy.

"You, you..."

Qingluan endured her lust, raised her eyes to look at him, panting: "Every time 67 does it, it will activate the resonance of the five senses."

Ning Yan's head was not enough, he stuttered, "What, what do you mean?"

The high priest looked at him indifferently, "It means that we are also in contact with the master."

"Then, then how can I..."

The young master sneered, "I don't understand this? I don't even think about what good things you have done yourself. How can you take you? Once you take you, Ning Zhe can still be so obedient?"

I slapped them to the ends of the earth with a slap.

The sea of ​​consciousness is huge, and they all have their own residences. The previous few times they deliberately hid it from Ning Yan, but this time when everyone got together, they forgot to avoid him for a while.

"How dare you insult me ​​like this!" Ning Yan's chest heaved violently, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

As for the one person that was agreed, now it's better, they and Ning Zhe together...just kick him out?

"Huo Chen! It's in vain that I trust you so much, you, you!"

Huo Chen slightly pursed his lips, and looked at him with a smile, "My lord, the last general is also a man, and he also wants to monopolize his lover. If there is one less person to fight for, why not do it?"

Ning Yan was furious, and was about to erupt, when suddenly a burst of electric current flashed through his body, and the excruciating pleasure went straight to his brain, stimulating his chubby body so limp that he fell to his knees, lying on the ground like a deflated ball, panting heavily .

"Ah, ha... what's going on, stop, no, it's too fast, ah, I, I..."

He was gasping for breath, his eyes were blank, he only knew that his body was very cool and wanted to push something hard, but he didn't know what happened.

"Huh... Lord Dog is actually a virgin, tsk tsk, I thought he and Yun Lan had long ago..."

Qingluan squinted at him, "Aren't you?"

"Of course I am not." The young master's brows and eyes were full of spring, and he was triumphant, "I have already been broken by Xiao Zhe."

It was the first time for Ning Yan to communicate with other people through five senses. He was caught off guard by the sudden tide of emotion, couldn't bear it for a while, and rolled around on the ground impatiently, only knowing to call Ning Zhe's name indiscriminately.

A well-rounded white dumpling will soon become a ripe red dumpling.

When the 67th ended, he passed out like Ning Zhe.

Seeing that he was lying on the ground without moving, No. 67 frowned, "Why, I dragged him into the group with good intentions, and he still pretended to be dead?"

Qingluan just felt refreshed, she was refreshed, and explained to him in a good mood: "He didn't pretend to be dead, he was dead happy, this is the first time for my little prince, please understand."

Number 67: "..."

Final Chapter [-] My Shameless and Shameless Cohabitation Life with a Bad Man

Ning Yan's "first time" was regarded as a laughing stock by everyone, and they laughed for a long time.

He was wronged to death, and when it was his turn to come out, he hugged Ning Zhe and never let go.

Ning Zhe was entangled by him like an octopus even when he was sleeping, and really wanted to slap him away, but he didn't hold back because he was still injured.

In fact, among these few people, Ning Zhe was the most annoying when only Ning Yan came out to let the wind go.

Because this person always picks him up and won't let him go.

If he was very angry and beat him, the man would keep silent, grit his teeth and kneel on the ground, beating and scolding him, and would come up to him and kiss his face when he was done, so that he would not be angry.

If you don't fight, Ning Zhe will panic and be unwilling.

You can't dodge it, no matter how you dodge, he will follow behind.

Ning Zhe simply pretended to be blind, treating him as a transparent person.

The person on shift behind him is Huo Chen, and Huo Chen has been implicated many times because of this. He often bumped into Ning Zhe's muzzle when he came out, and was forced to become a sandbag to vent his anger.

But Huo Chen was more mature and didn't get annoyed. Looking at the introverted and deep man, he was as careful as a hair, and could always coax Ning Zhe into obediently.

No. 67 has been very busy recently, and often releases a few of them during the day to take care of Ning Zhe instead.

Ning Zhe changed a man every day, but the shell was still the same.

Xing Su couldn't see it, and felt strange every time, why this Lu Qi has a different temperament every day, sometimes mature, sometimes cold and sometimes evil... How can the master bear it? It's impossible, the master loves this ever-changing model of?

The years here are quiet and good, and several people "love each other" and live in harmony as a family.

It is others who suffer.

When Ning Zhe left before, people such as Ning Xuan, Lin Feishuang and others still vaguely remembered his existence, and even tried to find him back in vain.

In addition, Huo Chen, Ning Yan, Qing Luan and others are still in important positions in this world, and disappearing collectively for no reason will also make people suspicious and frightened.

If things go on like this, for the sake of the laws of this world, the way of heaven will definitely send down punishments to erase the existence of these people.

Therefore, in order to protect these people comprehensively, Ning Zhe used his divine power to help Tiandao cleanse the memory of this world once again when he returned to this world.