I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe was taken to the Colosseum by his attendants.

On the opposite side was a ferocious male lion, with hair as sharp as steel, and fleshy foam hanging from the sharp fangs, dripping stinky saliva.

The attendant of Dou Beast Pavilion said: "This lion is the most ferocious beast here."

"What you want is the fiercest one." Lin Feishuang hooked his lips, pushed Ning Zhe forward, and said, "Take him in."

The attendant looked at the weak and delicate boy in surprise, "You... what did you say?!"

Lin Feishuang raised his eyebrows: "The succubus is also a demon, and if it is a demon, it is a beast. This is a rule set by you yourself. Why, is there a problem?"

He was obviously smiling lightly, but the attendant faintly felt a trace of oppression in his eyes.

"No...no problem...the villain will take him in!" Then he pulled Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe suddenly grabbed Lin Feishuang's sleeve robe, his pupils were terrified, and his finger bones were almost white with force.

Lin Feishuang gently brushed his hand away, and said with a light smile, "Be careful, don't die."

Ning Zhe was finally pulled into the Colosseum.

The attendants unfastened the chains that bound the lion, and closed the gates of the Colosseum with its iron bars.

"do not want!"

Ning Zhe looked terrified, slammed on the iron door, and looked at him beggingly, "Let me out...I don't want to stay here..."

The attendant glanced at the young man in white who raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, sighed helplessly, turned and left.

Succubus have no attack power, putting them in this cruel arena of life and death, isn't it just looking for death...

The young man in front of him was unparalleled in appearance, and he was a rare treasure among succubi, and he didn't know what he had committed to be punished like this.

When the guests in the surrounding stands saw this scene, they also had the same idea as the attendant.

Originally, these people came here after hearing that someone took the initiative to challenge Lan Leishi, but they didn't expect to be such a little beauty with delicate skin and tender flesh.

A big shirtless man frowned and said: "I thought it was some great big man... After a long time, it turned out to be a bean sprouts! With such a small body... What can he do? It's not enough for the blue lion plug Gap between teeth! What nonsense!"

"You're not right, he can do a lot." A wretched man with a splayed beard beside him rubbed his hands excitedly, "What a beautiful little man, if he can taste the taste, then It's really..."

Someone raised a voice to Lin Feishuang: "Young master! If you don't want this succubus, why don't you buy it with a lot of money?"

Lin Feishuang ignored it.

"It seems that this beauty is about to die..."

"It's good to die, lest these bastards will only seduce men all day long!"

"Lan Leishi hasn't eaten meat for a long time, today is a big meal..."

There was a lot of people around, and there was a lot of noise.

Ning folded and huddled in a corner of the fence, his body almost shaking like a sieve.

Anyone could see his panic.

Lin Feishuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, his expression casual.

However, what they didn't see was that although the young man looked terrified, his dark eyes were calm and ruthless. He was staring at the huge monster twice his height without blinking, looking for its identity carefully. Achilles' heel.

Just when Ning Zhe was thinking about how to kill the lion without revealing his identity, a cold and deep voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Want me to help you? 】

Ning Zhe felt a sudden chill all over his body, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and the chill slowly spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

He couldn't be more familiar with this voice!

No. 67 gave a low laugh, the sound was like vibrating strings, with an indistinct aftertaste.

He said [Ning Zhe, I found you...]

Ning Zhe's breathing became chaotic for a moment.

The sound of number 67 faded away quickly.

But Ning Zhe didn't dare to relax, he could even imagine the scene where No. 67 was walking towards him with a smile on his lips.

Ning Zhe's eyes suddenly turned cold, he will never be controlled by this lonely ghost again!

The ferocious male lion seemed to be frightened by the sudden burst of coldness on his body, and took a step back vigilantly.

But the delicious aura emanating from Ning Zhe's body is too tempting for it.

Instinct told it that eating the person in front of it would be of great benefit to it!

Seeing the little man huddled there motionless, the male lion roared, his hair was covered with the power of blue thunder and lightning, and his limbs rushed up.

"Danger!"

There was an exclamation in the stands.

Ning Zhe bent down and rolled embarrassingly on the dusty ground, narrowly dodging the fierce pounce.

He glanced at Lin Feishuang, who was leaning on the rosewood pillar with his arms folded, watching him struggle with a smile on his face.

He is testing his own strength.

With just one glance, Ning Zhe confirmed the matter.

The male lion roared angrily when he failed in one blow.

Following his roar, thunder and lightning fell in midair, weaving into a dense thunder net, and immediately trapped Ning Zhe in it.

The Colosseum was filled with a large expanse of blue sparks, and it was almost impossible to see people.

"The Blue Thunder Lion is the treasure of the Dou Beast Pavilion. Its combat power is astonishing. So far, no one has been able to break through its lightning net. It seems that this child will not live long..."

"The succubus should be born to be a lowly thing lying under a man's body to have fun. If you don't know what to do and come to the Colosseum, you deserve it if you die..."

Some people in the stands were talking about it.

They didn't know that these thunderbolts, which seemed to them to be astonishingly powerful, couldn't do half damage to Ning Zhe.

The light curtain of lightning and thunder happened to cover Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe was surrounded by light-colored twilight, he shuttled unhurriedly among the thunder and lightning flashing blue flames, and walked towards the beast step by step.

At this moment, Xiongshi finally felt the terrifying aura faintly leaked from the young man.

With just a single thread, it made it tremble and crouch down, yielding to this inconspicuous little thing, and lowered its expensive head.

Ning Zhe walked up to the lion, and was about to end this meaningless fight, when suddenly a faint blood-colored tulip floated in front of his eyes.

Ning Zhe stretched out his hand, and the Tumi flower paused for a moment on his white and round fingertips, and then slowly spun.

"Don't touch it."

A voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Ning Zhe suddenly raised his head.

At this moment, the petals on the fingertips bloomed, and the blood was full of blood in an instant.

Tumi pierced through Ning Zhe's fingers, and quickly imprinted on the lion's body.

Immediately afterwards, the thunder curtain shining with light blue fire suddenly turned into starlight and dispersed.

With a muffled bang, the ferocious beast fell to the ground, its hair stained with blood, its abdomen was cut open, and its internal organs scattered all over the floor.

Watching this bloody and brutal scene from the stands, there was silence for a moment, and then a loud noise erupted suddenly.

"This little weak chicken actually defeated Lan Leishi! How is it possible!?"

"I put all my silver on Lan Leishi! My silver!"

"What happened just now, did anyone see how the succubus won?"

Ning Zhe listened to the discussions around him, looked past the crowd, and looked into a corner of the stands.

There is no one there anymore.

Ning Zhe's eyes were pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.

The blood that flowed from the beast's body flowed down the grooves in the ground to his bare feet.

Ning Zhe looked down and took a step back.

Someone came up behind him and picked him up off the dirty ground.

"Aren't you happy if you win? Smile?"

Ning Zhe turned to look at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Lin Feishuang raised her eyebrows slightly, "What?"

Ning Zhe stared at him for a while, shook his head slightly, and leaned on his shoulder obediently, "It's okay."

Lin Feishuang took him out of the Colosseum, and everyone looked different along the way.

The attendant put the settled bet into the money bag, and put both hands in front of Lin Feishuang.

Lin Feishuang took it and threw it into Ning Zhe's arms.

Ning Zhe hugged the bulging money bag, raised his eyes and asked him, "Can I stay now?"

Lin Feishuang pursed her lips: "Naturally."

Ning Zhe stopped talking and turned his head to take a deep look back.

Lin Feishuang walked out of the Beast Pavilion, turned into a dark alley, stopped, and said with a faint smile, "Your Excellency followed me all the way, I don't know what it is?"

The air was quiet for a moment.

The wind rolled up the fallen leaves and passed through the quaint alley.

After a while, a blue figure slowly appeared from behind the corner of the wall.

His face is noble and unparalleled, his body is as tall as jade, and his temperament is gentle and peaceful. At first glance, he looks like a peerless and independent prince who is independent from the world, which is pleasing to the eye.

But if you look carefully, you will find that his eyes are as clear as the springs in the mountains, there is no wave in the ancient well, cold and alienated, with an indifferent temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Ning Zhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he grasped Lin Feishuang's skirt slightly.

Lin Feishuang noticed his subtle movements, lowered his head and smiled and asked, "Is he the one you want to hide from?"

Ning Zhe nodded slightly, raised his wet eyes to look at him, and begged softly: "I will be obedient... Please, save me..."

Qin Shen stared indifferently at Lin Feishuang's hands holding Ning Zhe, and remained silent.

There was a little blood on his sleeve, which was left when he killed the man with the splayed beard on the stand just now.

There are many other hideous wounds on his body, each of which can be seen deep into the bone, which is fatal.

The blood almost dyed his Tsing Yi a deep red.

Ning Zhe finally knew why Qin Shen didn't show up after he woke up.

Because he was in trouble.

Obviously, Lin Feishuang also saw it.

He chuckled lightly, with a casual attitude, not paying any attention to the wounded man in front of him.

"My son, you have seen it too, Zhezhe is unwilling to go with you. The twisted melon is not sweet, I think you should go back, otherwise... don't blame me for being merciless!"

Qin Shen didn't speak, but just looked at Ning Zhe with a pair of black eyes, as if waiting for his response.

Ning Zhe raised his eyes slightly, met his gaze, stared at him for a moment, and then slowly moved away.

He put his arms around Lin Feishuang's neck, and said softly, "Leave him alone, let's go, shall we?"

Lin Feishuang nodded dispensably, and left with him in his arms.

"Ning... Zhe..."

Qin Shen suddenly spoke up.

His voice was hoarse and out of tune, as dry as if it had been ripped out of his throat.

"Don't go with him...Ning Zhe, you will regret it..."

Lin Feishuang stopped suddenly and looked at the boy.

Ning Zhe didn't move his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear Qin Shen's words, he raised his innocent eyes and asked Lin Feishuang softly: "What's wrong?"

Lin Feishuang smiled: "Nothing."

He carried Ning Zhe and left the alley.

Qin Shen shook his body, couldn't hold on anymore, spit out a big mouthful of bright red blood, closed his eyes lightly, and fell heavily on the ground.