I'm a killer with no emotions

"Huo Chen has already started."

The man looked down at Yunlan, his falcon-like eyes were faintly shining with a dark green cold light under the dim light.

Yun Lan frowned, "I said, I will get the list soon."

The man sneered, "The important thing is not the list, but Ning Yan's life."

Yunlan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but quickly turned cold, "Of course I know, there is no need for you to talk too much! Get out of here quickly, or A Yan will find out, and you will have no good fruit to eat!"

The man's sharp eyes narrowed, and he suddenly grabbed his throat, "Yunlan, who do you think you are talking to? The solitary prince Tian Qi, are you still afraid of him, a mere prince of Dayue?!"

Yunlan was almost suffocated by him, but resisted the pain, and said angrily: "If you are not afraid, why did you ask me to get rid of him? It is obviously jealous!"

The man stared at him coldly for a while, but then paused suddenly, as if thinking of something, he laughed mockingly.

"Yunlan, don't you really fall in love with him, can't bear to do it?"

Yun Lan's eyes flickered, and her face was a little embarrassed.

The man suddenly laughed heartily and let go, "Interesting and interesting."

"Yunlan, oh Yunlan, you are a filthy Tianqi ghost and witch, but you still think that the noble prince is in love with your genocide enemy? Interesting, really interesting."

Yunlan's pupils shrank, and suddenly she screamed: "Shut up!"

A chill flashed across the man's eyebrows, and he raised his hand casually. An invisible gust of wind suddenly rose from his sleeve, and instantly sent Yun Lan flying, smashing it hard against the wall!

Yun Lan suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, her internal organs were displaced, she rolled on the ground and couldn't get up, she looked extremely embarrassed.

The man stared at him, his hawk-like eyes were full of sharp coldness.

"Yunlan, remember your identity. You are just a lowly slave who can do everything you can, and you dare to run wild in front of Gu. If there is another time, be careful that Gu pulls out your tongue!"

As he said that, he took out the square handkerchief, carefully wiped off his fingers that touched Yunlan just now, and threw the handkerchief on the ground with a frown of disgust.

"This man Ningyan, you have to kill him if you kill him, or you have to kill him if you don't. Don't you love him? If I don't see his head in two days, you can go to hell to be with him." The man smiled ironically. The figure turned into wisps of black mist, gradually dissipating in the air.

Yunlan clenched her fists tightly, her beautiful eyes were full of venom and madness, they were not half as clear and gentle in front of Ning Yan.

He took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, his eyes flickered slightly, and he made up his mind.

……

The masked man did not leave Dingbei Palace directly, after disappearing from Yunlan Pavilion, he avoided the guards' eyes and ears, and appeared in the water prison out of thin air.

In the middle of the gloomy cold pool, a pale boy was suspended by a huge black chain.

The white clothes on the boy's body had been stained black and dirty by blood mud, his thin body was unable to hang down, his delicate and beautiful cheeks were stained with bright red blood, and there was a glaring and ugly scar across it.

The man walked up to him.

The young man was petite, so he was hoisted up at the moment, so it happened to be at eye level with him.

He stretched out a finger and lifted the boy's white jaw.

The messy long hair was brushed away, and a pair of dark and quiet eyes instantly caught the man's eyes.

Those pupils were like an extremely dark abyss, devouring all the light inch by inch, as if no matter what it was, it would not leave a trace in those pupils.

A look of interest flashed across the man's eyes, and he carefully looked at the deposed emperor of Dayue.

He is very different from what he imagined.

The man originally thought that someone who could do something like massacre his own people in order to keep his throne should be extremely stupid and cowardly.

But he didn't see any weakness in this person's eyes, instead he saw a bloody purgatory burning with karma.

It is heard that this person is still the remnant pulse of the god who can live and die. As a noble and pure descendant of the god, his eyes are more fierce than those of the witch clan.

——Interesting, so interesting, much more interesting than Yunlan.

Ning Yan is really a blind man, he didn't want such a good baby, but went to hold that disgusting thing like Yunlan.

The man chuckled happily, then suddenly approached the young man, and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, do you know someone who is lonely?"

Ning Zhe reacted for a long time before blinking slowly, turning his head slightly to avoid his touch.

As for what the man said, he could no longer hear it.

The man didn't know that he was deaf, so he stroked his soft cheek with his fingertips, and said to himself: "I heard that the tears of Emperor Dayue can heal all scars in the world, so I don't know...whether it can heal this scar on my face?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his fingertips, pinching a piece of soft flesh on Ning Zhe's face.

"Your Majesty, cry out and show Gu, whether these tears really have a miraculous effect."

Ning Zhe couldn't hear his words, but could feel the pain on his cheek. No. 67's pain shield has expired.

Ning Zhe's lips trembled, unable to speak.

He thought it was Ning Yan who came again.

Ever since he was imprisoned here, only Ning Yan would do this, torturing him over and over again.

The man waited for a long time, but he didn't get the expected tears.

The young man was obviously pale from the pain, but there was no mist in those big eyes.

Didn't the information say that the little emperor is very afraid of crying, why can't he cry now?

The man frowned and let go.

He had pinched a bright red mark on the young man's cheek, imprinted on that half of the pale and delicate face, like a pure white and flawless snow lotus being defiled by someone.

The man stared at the red mark, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that it was an eyesore.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily, and gently rubbed the boy's soft face, as if he wanted to rub the mark away.

It's just that the young man didn't appreciate it, turned his face coldly, and avoided his hand.

The man paused, and anger welled up in his eyes.

He is the majestic prince of the Tianqi Dynasty, humbly rubbing the face of the little emperor who has been abolished in this small country, he actually dares to dislike him! ?

Outrageous!

The man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves angrily, and disappeared into the water prison.

But not long after, there was a burst of water ripples in the air, and the prince who kept saying "that's unreasonable" came back again.

"Isn't it a pity that the beautiful jade is blemished?"

He frowned and murmured to himself, slightly moved his fingertips, and the invisible breeze gently brushed Ning Zhe's cheeks.

Almost in an instant, the scars on Ning Zhe's face quickly grew and fell off, and the red marks that were pinched out quickly disappeared.

A small face returned to its original beauty and flawlessness.

It's just that Ning Zhe remained quietly, without saying a word.

The man stared at him for a long while, then suddenly the corner of his lips twitched, and he laughed, "I heard that the emperor once blocked a death curse for Ning Yan at the expense of his life?"

Seeing that Ning Zhe didn't respond, he didn't care, and his face was full of excitement: "I forgot to say that Yun Lan has probably already attacked Ning Yan at this moment. Your Majesty, you say you are a useless person, how will you protect you this time?" Uncle?"