I'm a killer with no emotions

Astrology Pavilion.

After Ning Zhe left, the high priest flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

Ning Zhe is not willing to give his spirit now, if he forcibly extracts it, the spirit with resentment will be useless.

Therefore, the high priest did not ask Ning Zhe to fulfill his promise immediately, but set a deadline of three days and let him go to Ning Yan.

When he dies, he will come back naturally.

Walking outside the bamboo house, a young priest in white robe quietly appeared in front of the bamboo forest.

The high priest stopped, "What is it?"

The young priest said respectfully: "As your lord said, Ning Zhe saved King Dingbei from disaster."

The high priest didn't respond, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, a phantom of a horoscope appeared in the air.

He looked at the hexagrams shown in the horoscope, and said in a calm voice, "King Dingbei hit three calamities, and Ning Zhe has blocked two calamities for him. After the three calamities are over, he and Ning Zhe will no longer be related by marriage. Once there, there is only one Huo Chen left."

The young priest's fingers tightened slightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Then... what will happen to Ning Zhe..."

"Without worries, dedicating his soul to Dai Yue is his final destination."

The young priest suffocated and his breathing became chaotic for a moment.

The high priest raised his eyes: "Xing Su, are you emotional?"

Xing Su immediately stopped thinking, knelt down, lowered her head, "I don't dare to serve you."

The high priest didn't punish him, but said: "Ning Zhe's personality is doomed to die alone, but anyone who gets married with him will have no good results."

Xing Su was silent for a long time before whispering: "Your servant understands."

The high priest's gray eyes that see through the world paused for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and his figure gradually faded in the air.

Xing Su breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the empty bamboo forest, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a guard moving in the pool of blood in front of the bamboo house, as if he was still alive.

Xing Su looked at this person and remembered what he did to Ning Zhe outside the Xing Xing Pavilion.

Xing Su couldn't show up, and could only watch the guards torture Ning Zhe, watching Ning Zhe suffer all kinds of pain and torture.

As he thought about it, his expression gradually turned cold, and his killing intent seemed to leak out.

Seeing that the guard was about to get up, Xing Su's eyes moved slightly, and the snow-white and soft silk threads suddenly stretched out from his sleeves one by one, piercing into the guard's heart densely, entangled in circles, and alive. The beating heart was wrung to pieces.

The guard fell to the ground grimly, his body twitched, and he was completely out of breath.

"return."

Xing Su ordered, and the snow line seemed to be conscious, and automatically retracted into Xing Su's wide white sleeves, without any blood stains.

Xing Su gave the guard a cold look, waved his sleeves, and watched the two corpses and pool of blood disappear without a trace, as if nothing had happened, then turned and left.

The high priest wants to cut off Ning Zhe's marriage and take his soul to sacrifice, so Xing Su can't have anything to do with Ning Zhe, not even to take a second look at him.

Because he can't control his heart.

If the high priest finds out that he has other thoughts about Ning Zhe, he will definitely die.

Xing Su could only wait for a chance to completely rescue Ning Zhe.Before that, he could only watch Ning Zhe being tortured by those people.

The snow thread between the sleeves emerged again, wrapping around his body a few times, very restless, as if dissatisfied with his thoughts.

Xing Su's expression softened, and he comforted him: "Don't worry, you will meet soon."

——A Zhe, wait for me a little longer.

……

After Ning Zhe was brought back to Dingbei Palace, he was put into the water prison again.

Seeing the boy's half-dead appearance, Ning Yan couldn't help but think of Qin Shen's words, so he wanted to ask a doctor to treat him.

But at this moment Yun Lan, who was originally good-natured, suddenly had a heart attack, and grabbed Ning Yan's sleeve, with an extremely painful expression on his face.

Ning Yan was worried about his body, so naturally he completely forgot about Ning Zhe's life and death.

Yaoshi Qi had already been killed by Ning Zhe that day, so Ning Yan sent someone to invite the doctor from the mansion.

The doctor deliberated and prescribed some medicine, and then told Ning Yan worriedly that Yunlan's illness could not be delayed any longer, and the medicine needed to be taken as soon as possible.

As for what this "medicine" is, no one present knows.

Ning Yan frowned, just said "Got it", and then walked away, it seemed that he was going to find Ning Zhe for bloodletting again.

After the person left, Yun Lan opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes are clear and transparent, there is no trace of pain.

"What are you doing here?" Yunlan frowned and looked at the doctor, "Don't try to disrupt my plan."

The doctor tore off the human skin on his face, revealing a young face with sharp edges and corners, high nose and deep eyes, blue pupils, clearly a foreigner.

He glanced at Yunlan and sneered, "If I hadn't killed the doctor in time and pretended that he lied to Ning Yan, do you think you would still be alive?"

Yun Lan narrowed her eyes, "The doctor has already been fooled by me, even without you, I would not have exposed myself."

"That's right," the man sneered, "Then what happened to Ning Yan when he was in the Xingxing Pavilion? He almost remembered it, and your self-proclaimed unparalleled tricks seem to be of no use to him. "

Yun Lan had a sullen face and said nothing.

He was right, if he hadn't performed another spell on Ning Yan at that time, it is impossible for Qi Ning Yan to recover his memory now.

But he is determined not to show any weakness in front of this person in front of him.

Yun Lan raised her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, "You don't need to worry about it. You might as well worry about yourself when you have this time. Dayue arranged the envoy of Tianqi in the palace, so if you come out so rashly, you won't be afraid." Arouse Dayue's vigilance? I heard that Huo Chen is ready to attack you."

The man snorted coldly, "Dayue is a tiny place, is it worthy of the Tianqi Dynasty's eyes? Huo Chen had better not do anything, otherwise Gu will definitely make him regret it."

He snorted coldly, looked at Yunlan again, with contempt in his eyes, "You are a lowly Guiwu clansman, but you can play some tricks to replace someone else's identity, who gave you the courage to talk to Gu like this? I'll give you three more days, if you still can't complete the plan, you can kill yourself and apologize!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left proudly.

Yun Lan stared at his back with venomous eyes, there seemed to be Gu worms slowly wriggling under the skin, terrifying and frightening.

This person is too, so is Ning Zhe, everyone is, no one thinks highly of him!

One day... One day, he will let these people know that he, Yun Lan, is the most unique person in the world, what Ning Zhe!What kind of God's remnant pulse!All to die! !

……

The dim water dungeon was silent, and the sound of water ticking made it look particularly eerie and cold.

As soon as Huo Chen sneaked in, he saw a young man whose life or death was uncertain lying on the small piece of land in the middle of the cold pool.

His whole body was mottled with blood, his clothes were ragged, and there was no intact place to be seen. A small face was soaked in bright red blood, his lips were pale, and he was almost out of breath.

Huo Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.He has tortured the boy many times, but he has never seen him like this... It seems that he is about to die.

No... Ning Zhe is the remnant pulse of the god, how could he die.Huo Chen forcibly calmed down, stepped forward, and touched the young man's cheek.

The tentacles are so cold that you can't feel human body temperature at all.