I'm a killer with no emotions

No. 67 glanced at him indifferently, and snorted coldly, "What is your identity, and what is Ning Zhe's identity? Putting your dirty and lowly heart in his body will only pollute his blood and make him die even worse. quick!"

Xing Su clenched her fists tightly, pain and powerlessness flashed in her eyes as dark as night.

So in the end, he can't help at all?

He thought that as long as he was willing to sacrifice his life, he would always be able to protect Ah Zhe and be at peace with him.

But it turned out that his life was not worth mentioning at all!

Xing Su knelt down in front of the coffin with a "plop", looking at the noble and delicate boy inside with despair.

He lay quietly in the coffin, his face was peaceful and peaceful, as if he had escaped from the hustle and bustle, and he was so noble that all the filth and sin in the world could not bear to contaminate him.

Xing Su tremblingly stretched out her fingertips, wanting to touch his cheek, but suddenly flinched and withdrew her hand.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to touch Ning Zhe, almost humbled into the dust.

What right does he have... What right does he have to touch him...

Xing Su let out a low growl in pain, and punched the ground with his fist, his fist was bloody and bloody.

For the first time, he hated his own dirty blood, hated his own weakness and incompetence.

67 stood aside and looked down at him, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, and said lightly, "I have found a body that is compatible with Ning Zhe's soul. As long as you are willing to help, he can be reborn in another human body."

A look of joy suddenly flashed across Xing Su's handsome face, and those eyes burst into a beam of bright light like a starry night.

But not long after, he frowned slightly, and looked at the quiet young man in the coffin, with hesitation in his eyes.

"Who are you? A person who hides his head and shows his tail, how do I know if what you say is true or not?"

67 said coldly, "You can only believe."

Xing Su gradually calmed down, looked down at Ning Zhe, and didn't speak for a while.

No. 67 knew he was thinking about it, so he didn't make a sound.

The sound of the formation breaking outside the bamboo forest kept coming, Xing Su's face became paler and paler, and there was almost no blood on his handsome face.

He set up this formation to block the high priest's investigation.

The high priest is well versed in the world, and his spiritual thoughts can pervade the whole of Dayue. Xing Su set up this formation in order to prevent him from discovering his actions.

It's just that Xing Su didn't expect that the first person to discover this place was not the high priest, but Ning Yan.

Knowing that he had a way to save Ning Zhe, the man in black handed him over to cover him away from Huo Chen's sight. At the same time, Xing Su set up blindfolds along the way to prevent him from being followed.

But they still found it.

King Dingbei of Dayue is indeed not easy to deal with.

If he knew that Azhe could be resurrected, he might attack Azhe again because of that Yunlan!

Xing Su glanced at Ning Zhe, and cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"I promise you, but if you dare to harm Ah Zhe..."

No. 67 interrupted him lightly, "There is no if."

"Ning Zhe's soul is damaged, and I can't transfer it without authorization. I need your divine sense to protect me before I can do it."

Spiritual will is the most vulnerable thing of God Attendant, this move is tantamount to putting himself to death.

Xing Su didn't even think about it, and said, "Okay."

He looked at the young man who was sleeping peacefully, and smiled slightly with his thin lips, melting his icy temperament.

As long as it is for this person, as long as it is for him, Xing Su is willing to do anything.

Number 67 glanced at him, then dodged back to the system space.

As soon as he came back, he saw a teenager stuck in the sofa, hugging his calf, his chin neatly resting on his little lap, staring intently at the huge screen.

Light and shadow flickered in his eyes, setting off his big black eyes brilliantly, like scattered stars.

67 looked away, returned to his consciousness, and asked lightly, "Did you watch it?"

Ning Zhe came back to his senses, blinked, "Are you leaving?"

"Ah."

Ning reluctantly looked at the lamb on the screen, but still obediently said: "Okay."

No. 67 knew that he was reluctant, but didn't say much. With a slight movement of his mind, Ning Zhe lost consciousness, and his soul was controlled by No. 67, floating out of the system space.

……

Outside the bamboo forest, Xing Su held his breath and was preparing to leave his body with his mind.

At this moment, the barrier of the bamboo forest was completely broken.

The solemn and imposing man in a black robe stepped into the bamboo forest, looking at Xing Su with eyes as cold as a cold pool.

"Let him go! A disgusting thing like you deserves to touch Aning?"

Xing Su's eyes suddenly burst into cold light, and she stared at him fiercely, "Ning Yan, the unworthy one is you!"

At this time, he was like a lone wolf forced into a predicament, desperate to protect his only thing.

Ning Yan's expression sank suddenly, and just as he was about to speak, a low-meld and magnetic laugh suddenly came from behind him.

"My lord priest is sincere to the emperor, but it's a pity..."

Huo Chen was smiling, but when he turned his eyes and saw something, his voice suddenly stopped.

He saw the cold jade coffin next to Xing Su, and saw the young man he had been looking for for so long, lying in it quietly with his eyes closed, isolated from the world.

Huo Chen remembered that what he liked most before was the quiet and obedient appearance of the little emperor.

Every time the little emperor opened his black eyes and looked up at him crying, Huo Chen would be very upset.

What right does the little emperor have to cry?He killed so many people, what qualifications does he have to be spared?

At that time, Huo Chen could not wait for this person to die!

Now, he got his wish, the little emperor died.

He was quiet and never cried again.

Huo Chen's feet swayed slightly, his heart suddenly convulsed, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, which was so sweet and disgusting.

retribution……

This is the retribution the little emperor gave him!This is his retribution for killing innocent people in vain!

Huo Chen closed his eyes, a slight sneer on his lips.

He remembered the information Yang Yan gave him not long ago.

Aning is the little killer of Prince Dingbei's mansion, and Aning is an orphan who accompanied King Dingbei to adulthood.

Ning Zhe is Aning.

Ning Zhe is not the emperor.

Those things were not done by Ning Zhe.

Huo Chen opened his mouth in vain, scratching his throat, unable to breathe no matter what.

What did he do... what did he do!

He forced an innocent person, a boy whom he had carefully protected for three years, to death!He forced him to kneel down and beg for mercy, throwing away all his dignity, and forced him to kill Ning Yan for him even if he vomited blood!

It was he who delivered Ning Zhe to this person with his own hands, he was the one who watched Ning Zhe being tortured to death but remained indifferent, it was he who killed Ning Zhe!

He used to ask Ning Zhe if he knew what was wrong, mocking him for being cold-hearted, but Ning Zhe did nothing wrong.

All along, it was him who was wrong.

Huo Chen's throat moved slightly, he swallowed the blood back into his stomach, raised his head and stared at Xing Su coldly, and continued: "It's a pity, the emperor doesn't even know who you are, so it's really ridiculous to pretend to be passionate!"

"What do you do talking so much nonsense with a lowly devil."

Ning Yan frowned, raised his hand and ordered people to surround the bamboo forest, "Return Ah Zhe to me, or I will let you die without a whole body today!"

Huo Chen chuckled, "I'm afraid the emperor doesn't want to see the prince."

Ning Yan turned to stare at him with an extremely gloomy expression.

Huo Chen raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword, and a cold texture flashed across his sharp-edged side face under the sunlight.

"My lord has already forced the emperor to death for that Mr. Yun, what is he doing now that he must be the emperor? Is it possible to bring back the emperor's body, eat his flesh and blood, so that your Mr. Yun can live forever?" Not old?"

Huo Chen said with a smile, his face suddenly turned cold, "It's a pity that the prince is going to be disappointed, the blood all over the emperor has been drained by you a long time ago! Even if the prince takes the body back, there will be nothing more to come out of it." !"

Ning Yan was furious, "Huo Chen! You are courting death!"

He no longer cared about Huo Chen's power in the army, and angrily fought against him.

"What face do you have to say about me?! Huo Chen, have you forgotten? You delivered him to me personally! You broke his legs and constricted his bones to sacrifice to heaven!"

"All of you hurt Aning!"

Ning Yan looked crazy and almost lost his mind, "Damn...you all deserve to die! This king wants you to be buried with Aning!"

As he said, he slapped Huo Chen hard on the heart!

Huo Chen's eyes flickered, but he didn't hide under his feet, and took the palm for life.

That's right, they all committed an unforgivable crime against Ning Zhe, and they all deserve to die.

Huo Chen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, bowed his waist, covered his face, and laughed softly.

"Ridiculous... ridiculous... really ridiculous, hahahaha..."

He laughed louder and louder, until at last he couldn't even make a sound.

"When the Huo family was ransacked, someone reported the news, but before the general could evacuate the people from the mansion, he was surrounded by soldiers.

After that, news came from the palace that the emperor was in poor health and had not been in court for two days.According to reports from the spies in the palace, in the past two days, the emperor could hear screams in the palace, probably because of..."

Yang Yan's words rang in Huo Chen's mind.

I am afraid?afraid of what?

I am afraid that he went to inform the news and was caught by the real emperor. I don't know what kind of beatings and tortures he was subjected to!

Ning Zhe has done so many things for his Huo family!He didn't know anything... He didn't know anything, and he was still beating him wantonly!

Huo Chen couldn't laugh anymore, he let out a low growl, almost screaming.

Ning Yan stabbed with a sword, and the sword was ruthless and sharp, "Shut up, what are you laughing at!"

Huo Chen stopped laughing.

He suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand, and easily grasped Ning Yan's long sword.

The sharp sword cut a hideous cut in his palm, and his flesh and blood turned out in an instant, and the blood was pouring out, staining his sleeve red.

Huo Chen stared straight at Ning Yan as if he couldn't feel it, with a cold smile on his lips, full of sarcasm.

"Ning Yan, you forgot, the person who should be buried with you the most, isn't you?"

Ning Yan looked at him deeply, his eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pool, so dark that he could hardly see any emotion.

Huo Chen let go of his sword, and walked slowly towards the cold jade coffin step by step.

Xing Su's face turned cold, and he immediately reached out to stop him.

Huo Chen didn't even look at him, just raised his hand lightly, and Xing Su was suddenly sent flying, spitting blood.

Huo Chen walked to the jade coffin, bent down slightly, and looked at the young man inside tenderly.

"Do you know why your Aning died?" Huo Chen spoke, but he was talking to Ning Yan.

"He is a divine vein, a divine vein that will not die no matter how much he tortures him, but he was drained of blood, how could he die?"

Huo Chen smiled as he spoke, touched the jade coffin with his fingertips, and said in a doting tone, "Are you right, Your Majesty?"

The inductive meaning in his words was very obvious, Ning Yan couldn't help but move slightly, staring at his back: "What do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, don't you want to know why the emperor died?"

The corners of Huo Chen's lips curled slightly, remembering the rumors he heard from Yang Yan.

His voice was gentle, his thin lips opened and closed slightly, and he uttered vicious words like curses every word.

"That's because your Aning gave you his heart in order to save you."

Ning Yan was taken aback, opened his mouth, and said dryly, "You said... what..."

Huo Chen looked at the sleeping boy with a gentler smile.

"I said, he gave his heart to you, that's why he was drained of blood by you, pushed to a desperate situation by you step by step, and watched himself die..."