I'm a killer with no emotions

Huo Chen had just walked into the banquet when he saw this scene.

The handsome young man was covered in blood, his red clothes fluttered, and he fell silently on the white snow.

The pure white reflects the gorgeous red, just like the blooming tea in the snow.

With a glimpse, the youth in an instant fades away in an instant.

Huo Chen froze in place, staring blankly at the boy in the snow.

"......emperor?"

Qingluan looked at her empty, blood-stained hands, then raised her head in a daze, and glanced at No. 67 and Huo Chen.

"You... calling him... what...?"

Before anyone else could speak, he himself laughed suddenly, "No, no, Gu heard it wrong... This is Anu, it's Gu's Anu..."

He leaned down, with a gentle smile on his lips, and reached out to hug Ning Zhe.

"Anu, you must be tired, let's go back to the palace, Gu will take you back to the palace..."

"Go away!"

"Stay away from him!"

No. 67 and Huo Chen flashed to Ning Zhe's side almost at the same time, and each of them slapped Qingluan away hard.

Qingluan took a few steps back, covered her heart and spat out blood, a terrifying murderous aura erupted from her dark green and cold pupils, staring at the two of them as if poisoned.

"You... court death!"

"It was you who killed him!" Huo Chen stared at his dark eyes, and let out an angry roar from his throat, showing his murderous intent!

With a wave of Qingluan's hand, the strong wind in the sleeve robe turned into a cold blade, which swept over with an astonishing evil spirit!

"Small tricks!" No. 67 sneered coldly, and sneered with disdain, and a terrifying power gradually spread from his body.

The swirling snow was blown in all directions by the winter wind, and the icy murderous intent was on the verge of breaking out.

Unable to see who moved first, the three of them suddenly fought together!

All of a sudden, the sky was dark, and the wind was strong!

The momentum was so great that even the ground was trembling, the whole table was tilted to this side, and melons, fruits and wine were spilled all over the floor.

At the banquet, everyone fled and hid, and the scene was chaotic.

"Go out and fight! Fuck! Lao Tzu's banquet!"

The fifth mausoleum was hit on the head by the flying gravel, looked angrily at the three people who were fighting fiercely in the sky, and stomped their feet angrily.

Suddenly he sneered, "Aren't they going to snatch this piano slave! Come, take him away for His Highness, let them snatch it!"

The guard beside him responded immediately.

Just turned around, but froze.

I saw that the boy who was still lying on the white snow just now had disappeared.

On the white snow, there was only a large glaring red bloodstain left.

"Second Highness...this..."

With a "bang", another piece of gravel hit the fifth mausoleum's forehead, and his head was bleeding immediately.

Fifth Ling's face was as gloomy as water, and he clenched his fists and took a deep breath, then yelled at the three of them, "Everyone has been robbed, you're still beating me!"

The three of them paused for a moment, and all turned their heads to look over.

......

Holding the blood-drenched boy in Chi Yue's arms, he quickly leaped through the forest.

There was a clear moonlight in front of him, and soon he reached the exit of the forest.

Chi Yue stared at the way out, and his figure shuttled past like a swallow.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous light suddenly hit from one side unexpectedly, shining a biting bloody cold light under the cold moonlight.

Chi Yue's eyes tightened, he covered the man in his arms with one hand, and quickly dodged to avoid it.

The light barely brushed past his throat, bringing up a string of tiny blood flowers.

Chi Yue tiptoed and jumped onto the branch.

With a sound of "Puff", the light pierced into the trunk behind him, and immediately carved a blood-red Tumi flower on the trunk.

Chi Yue stared at the blood-red flower, slightly tightened his arms holding the young man, and stared vigilantly at the figure slowly walking out of the darkness not far away.

He stepped on the dead branches step by step, making a slight noise, which was extremely harsh in this dead forest.

As the black shadow approached, a bright red pupil appeared in Chi Yue's sight.

A blood-colored Tumi slowly bloomed and rotated in one of the pupils of that person.

The bleak moonlight could only reflect half of his handsome and indifferent side face, but the other half was hidden in the darkness, making him even more weird and unpredictable, like a ghost descending into the world in the dark night.

Chi Yue breathed heavily, staring at the tall and tall figure, he took a step back calmly.

Qin Shen walked under the moonlight, looked calmly at the frail man in front of him covered in scars and with half an eye missing, and said calmly, "Put him down, you can go."

Chi Yue folded Ning into his arms with one hand, pulled out the dagger from his waist with the other hand, and looked at him tensely.

"You are just a puppet infused with a part of your soul. Even with all your strength, you can't take people away from me."

Qin Shen's voice was as clear as a spring, flowing unhurriedly under the moonlight, with an extremely restrained calmness.

"I only want him, it has nothing to do with you, don't get in the way."

Chi Yue shook his head, his refusal was very obvious.

Qin Shen gently lowered his eyes, and the tumulus in his pupils became more and more colorful, "It seems that you have made a choice..."

Chi Yue's long, blood-red eyes suddenly flashed a desperate ruthlessness, and before he finished speaking, he rushed over with Ning Zhe in his arms!

His figure was as swift as thunder, almost invisible to the naked eye, and in the eyes of others, it was like a gust of wind blowing by.

However, in Qin Shen's ancient and calm eyes, the movements of Chi Yue can be clearly reflected.

Qin Shen didn't move, but when he stretched out his hand lightly, his fingertips easily grasped the menacing dagger.

With a "click", the dagger broke in two under his finger.

Chi Yue stared at the dagger, his eyes suddenly became angry, and the cold killing intent surged out, and he raised his hand to attack violently.

Qin Shen gently turned to avoid it, and the bright red Tumi flashed slightly in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, without seeing how he moved, countless blood-red vines gushed out from the ground, wrapping around Chi Yue's legs in circles, making him unable to move.

Every inch the vines climbed up, all the flesh and blood on Chiyue's legs would fall off, and only the bones remained in the end.

Pain appeared on Chi Yue's face, and he let out a muffled groan in his throat. He couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and suddenly knelt down on the ground.

But even so, he still hugged the boy tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

Qin Shen walked up to him and looked down at him indifferently.

Chi Yue stared at him coldly and vigilantly with a pair of blood eyes, and a hoarse panting sound came from his throat.

Qin Shen stared at the young man in his arms, an inexplicable emotion flashed across his elegant face.

"No matter where you go, you can attract countless people willing to die for you."

"Your Majesty, if you are really dead, it would be good."

Qin Shen bent down, stretched out his handsome and slender hand, and stroked Ning Zhe's blood-stained face.

Suddenly, the frail young man who was originally lifeless suddenly opened his eyes and opened his hand.