I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Yan stayed where he was, stunned for a moment.

He raised his footsteps and walked stiffly in front of the pool of blood.

The pool of blood reflected his gloomy and hypocritical face.

With this face every day, he insulted and tortured him in front of the boy, became intimate with Yunlan in every possible way in front of him, and trampled on the promise he made himself over and over again in front of him!

Ning Yan was in a trance, he remembered what the boy asked him before——

The young man asked him: "My lord, why did you kill the acting pavilion master?"

How did he return?

He pulled the boy into his arms, kissed his forehead, and told him with a smile that everyone who hurt him should be cut to pieces.

But the person who uttered this oath pierced the young man's shoulder bones, cut his wrist, stepped on his fingers, and even gouged out his heart.

It was himself who turned the boy into a useless person with his own hands.

He said that he would kill all those who hurt the boy, but in the end, the one who hurt him the most was none other than the one who kept saying he wanted to protect him!

Ning Yan staggered and took a step back, holding on to the door frame and panting violently.

no... no... that's not the case...

It's all Yunlan, it's all that bitch Yunlan who confused him, that's why he became like this!

It's not his fault... Ah Ning didn't know, that's why he left...

We must find Aning...

We must find him and tell him the truth!

Ning Yan hurriedly called out: "Come here... come here... hurry up and come here for me!"

A guard walked in, "What is your order?"

"A-Ning... Where's A-Ning... Where did A-Ning go? Why did he suddenly disappear!?"

Ning Yan stared at the pool of blood absent-mindedly, shaking his head non-stop, speaking incoherently.

"He was still there just now...he bled so much, where can he go...where can he go..."

The guard paused for a moment, glanced at the empty room, and asked uncertainly, "The lord is talking about... the emperor?"

Didn't the prince hate the emperor so much that he wished him to die, what happened now?

"What emperor! He is not the emperor! He is Aning, this king's Aning!"

Ning Yan lifted the guard's collar, his face was terribly gloomy.

"Didn't the king tell you to guard this room! Where is the person now! Where is Aning!?"

The guard faltered and said: "Hui, Hui Wangye... The subordinates and others have been guarding here... I haven't seen anyone coming in or out..."

"Waste... waste... all waste!"

Ning Yan's expression was suddenly furious, and he slapped him flying with his palm, his eyes were extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"Since you can't protect Aning, let me die for you!!"

He didn't hold back the palm at all.

The guard suddenly flew into the wall, his eyes widened, and he didn't know what he did wrong until he died.

Panting heavily, Ning Yan staggered out the door with her body bent.

As he walked, he muttered to himself.

"A'Ning, I know, I know, it must be because someone here wants to harm you, so you left."

"A-Ning...A-Ning wait for me, I will kill them all, and I will go find you..."

"Kill them, I'll kill them..."

Ning Yan murmured and repeated, walked into the cell where the pharmacist was imprisoned, and cut off the head of the pharmacist who was still alive.

"Look, Ah Ning, he bullied you, and I already killed him for you..."

"And... who else..."

Ning Yan closed his eyes and thought for a moment, remembering several guards who had hurt Ning Zhe.

He quickly ordered the guards to be arrested, skinned and cramped, and made into human flesh.

Even the killers in the Zongheng Pavilion who fell into trouble after Ning Zhe was framed by Yunlan were all arrested by him, and their flesh and blood were cut with his own hands.

For a while, the Dingbei Palace almost became an endless purgatory, with blood everywhere.

Everyone in the mansion was in danger, and they didn't dare to mention the little emperor at all, for fear that it would be their turn next.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't bear to look any longer, and said bluntly: "Why do you deceive yourself and others, no matter how much you kill, the emperor will never come back, he is dead!"

"Shut up!" Ning Yan was furious, and his expression became crazy.

"Who gave you the guts to curse Aning! He's not dead! He's waiting for me... He used to like to hide the most... Every time I have to look for it before coming back."

"It must be the same this time. When this king kills all these people, he will come back..."

Ning Yan thought of the boy who liked to hide in the corner and waited for him with big eyes, and his expression softened.

It's just that he frowned quickly, and his expression became anxious.

"But this king has killed all the people, why hasn't Aning come back? Not enough... there must be someone else, and..."

A light suddenly flashed in Ning Yan's eyes, and he turned to look at Yunlan Pavilion not far away.

Yes, and him!

He treats Ah Ning so badly, Ah Ning will definitely hate him!

As long as you kill him, Ah Ning will forgive him and come back!

Ning Yan stared closely at the attic, holding a knife that was stained with the blood of countless people, and walked slowly step by step.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't persuade him, so he sighed and went back to his room.

When he returned, there was already a man standing in the room.

The Confucian scholar lowered his head and said, "General."

Huo Chen rubbed the broken sword at his waist, and asked lightly: "Ning Yan is crazy, why, because he forced the little emperor to death?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and sighed, "I don't know, I only know that the prince is calling Ah Ning."

"Aning..."

Huo Chen murmured and repeated, as if thinking about something.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar handed him a letter, saying: "General, the roster of subordinates has been expanded, but Ning Yan was careless and didn't notice it."

Huo Chen nodded and took the letter.

"Emissary Tianqi will leave Dayue tomorrow, and we are going to do it tonight."

"Yes!"

After explaining some more things, Huo Chen pretended to be a guard and left the room.

On the way, he saw Ning Yan, who was disheveled and lost his soul.

The King Dingbei who was so majestic and intimidating at the beginning has turned into this relaxed appearance.

It's just that Huo Chen wanted to laugh.

Ning Yan said that he would kill all those who hurt the little emperor, but the one who should be killed most is not himself.

... By the way, he also has a share.

Huo Chen's expression changed, and he suddenly covered his heart and let out a muffled groan.

As long as he thinks of the little emperor, his heart will start to convulse and throb.

Huo Chen endured the pain, looked at the broken sword in his hand, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Your Majesty, I really won't let you off even if I die."

Huo Chen gritted his teeth and left Dingbei Palace, stumbled back to the palace.

The boy in blue who was practicing sword in the courtyard hurried over to help him, "General, your illness has flared up again!?"

Huo Chen's expression remained unchanged, "Have you found out the emperor's whereabouts?"

The blue-clothed boy's face changed, "General, what are you doing with that stupid king's corpse! Let him expose his corpse to the wilderness..."

The young man didn't finish his sentence, Huo Chen's cold and stern eyes frightened him.

"Go down."

Huo Chen said something softly, his voice didn't change, but it made people chill for no reason.

The blue-clothed boy was a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to go against Huo Chen at this time.

Ever since the general came back from the palace banquet and received Yang Yan's letter, it has been like this every time.

As long as the tyrant was mentioned, his eyes would become dark and terrifying, as if he had changed.

The blue-clothed boy was indignant, what good was that tyrant doing, that the general would miss him so much after his death!

Huo Chen also didn't know what was so good about the little emperor that made him think crazy about him regardless of his country's and family's hatred.

Huo Chen's throat moved slightly, he swallowed a ball of blood expressionlessly, and said, "Come here."

A soldier pushed the door and walked in, "General."

"Go and find out, what is the relationship between Aning and King Dingbei?"

Soldiers took orders.

After the people left, Huo Chen couldn't help it anymore, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, vomiting blood from his hands.

He staggered a few steps, supported the table to stand firm, and couldn't help laughing lowly.

"Retribution...it's all retribution..."

He fell in love with his family-killing enemy and made his clansman die in peace, that's why he got this incurable coughing up blood.

Huo Chen stroked the Broken Sword with a gentle expression: "Your Majesty, I'm going to accompany you soon, are you satisfied?"