I'm a killer with no emotions

While Ning Zhe was staring at the wolf catching the sheep, the carriage staggered into Dingbei Palace through the side gate.

The guards raised the curtain, grabbed Ning's arm, dragged him down and brought him into the palace, and escorted him to the dungeon.

The guard guarding the dungeon greeted the bodyguards, glanced at Ning Zhe, who looked miserable, and asked curiously, "Is it the new medicine man bought by the prince again?"

The guard nodded, seeing that he didn't know him, so he didn't reveal the identity of Emperor Ning Zhe.

The guard sighed, "Hey, how many people have died here, the one in Yunlan Pavilion hasn't improved at all, a sick child, but our lord is very precious..."

"Shut up!" The guards sternly stopped him, "You and I can speculate about the prince's affairs without authorization. Be careful not to be heard by the thirteen guards in Dingbei, and you don't even know how you lost your life!"

When the guard heard the words "Dingbei Thirteen Guards", his face immediately turned pale, and he shut his mouth tightly and dared not say any more.

He opened the cell door and signaled the guards to go in quickly.

The guards dragged Ning by his arms, dragged him in rudely, put heavy shackles on his hands and feet and threw them into the pool, where he was firmly locked in the middle of the pool.

In the cold winter, the pool was freezing cold, and Ning Zhe floated in it, shivering with pain like being pricked by needles.

The pool was not deep, it only reached the waist, but because Ning Zhe couldn't stand up, the water directly covered his head.

Ning Zhe choked on his saliva, splashed in the water, and had difficulty breathing.

Just as the guard was about to pull him up, an extremely cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Pierce his lute bone and hang it up."

"My lord?"

The guard bowed on his knees, looked at Ning Zhe who was struggling in the water, and said hesitantly, "If that's the case, I'm afraid...he won't survive tonight."

Bone piercing is extremely detrimental to the human body, and its only use is to restrict people's movements. For such a disabled person... it is really unnecessary.

Uncles and nephews can actually be cruel next time, and I don't know what kind of deep hatred the prince has with this derelict emperor...

The guard was thinking in his heart, and felt Ning Yan's deep eyes swept over, with an endless sense of coldness, making one feel like falling into an abyss.

The guard trembled all over, and quickly cupped his fists and said: "This subordinate is talking too much, please forgive me, this subordinate will do it immediately!"

Ning Yan glanced at him, then his eyes fell on Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe was dying and called out: "Uncle Emperor...don't..."

Ning Yan looked down at him coldly, with frost in his eyes: "When you wore Lan'er's pipa bone, you should have thought that you would have this day."

Ning Zhe panted violently, and suddenly trembled violently: "No, it's not...it's not me..."

67 thought he was finally going to tell the truth.

However, in the next moment, he heard this weak young man, who was too weak to be slaughtered, use his unique soft and waxy voice, and said simply and neatly: "It's not my fault."

"Don't think about repenting!" Ning Yan's eyes flashed with anger, "Do it!"

The guard immediately responded, took down the huge chain made of black iron from the wall, jumped in front of Ning Zhe, and used his internal force to slam the chain into his shoulder blades on both sides.

Ning Zhe suddenly screamed.

No. 67 is suitable for the road [Congratulations to the host, the value of being abused will increase by 2%]

It was clearly a cool and pleasant voice, but at this moment it seemed extremely cold and ruthless.

Ning Zhe's body was splashed with blood, and a drop of blood fell into the water, and soon fainted a bright red.

The guard dragged the chain across his lutebone, and pulled down the handbrake on the bank.

The ear-piercing mechanical sound muffled in the water prison, and the iron chain penetrating through the flesh and locking the bones slowly straightened, taking Ning Zhe slowly up into the air.

Ning Zhe closed his eyes tightly and lost consciousness from the pain.

Ning Yan gave him a cold look, turned and left without hesitation.

Ning Zhe's eyelashes suddenly trembled violently, like a butterfly fluttering its wings. He moved his lips slightly, and unconsciously murmured: "Master... on..."

The sound is like mosquitoes and flies, it is completely covered by the sound of running water, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone who is not a person with extremely profound internal energy to hear it.

Ning Yan had already reached the door of the cell, but suddenly stopped, for some reason, he looked back at Ning Zhe.

The young emperor hadn't grown up yet, with baby fat on his white and tender cheeks, he looked cute and soft, but he was cruelly pierced and hung in the air, with blood dripping from his body.

This scene overlapped with a memory fragment in his mind, and it was so familiar that it made one's heart palpitate.

Seeing him stop and look at Ning Zhe, the guard couldn't help asking in doubt: "My lord?"

Ning Yan came back to his senses, frowned, "It's nothing."

"Immediately send an order to the pharmacist that this king has found the remnant pulse of the god, and asked him to start bloodletting medicine."

"Yes!"